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Like My Dream Child
Like My Dream Childby Michael DoyleIt feels chaotic, sight unseen,Falling for another human being.Passion is a burning thing.But for some, a voice adds up to nothing.Love is an awesome journey,As you tell me of your destiny.You say you want what’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Awesome Journey, Burning Thing, Chaos, Connection, Destiny, Dream Child, Falling For, Family, Hide, Human Beiing, Human Being, Inside, Life, Love, Overthink, Passion, Poetry and Poems, Sight Unseen, Thrill, Trrue, Voice, Walking Dream, Wiil, Writing
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This Digital Age
This Digital Ageby Michael DoyleLost in the weak punditry of this digital ageToo many fools think their wisdom is sage.Openly declaring that it’s too slow to read.Furthermore, they can’t be convinced of the need.Fools have been, by participation. freely degreed.As … Continue reading
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Tagged Chaos, Continuous Stream, Destiny, Digital Age, Disruption, Drfit, Fools, Interruuption, Journey, Life, Lost, Need, Participation Degrees, Pleasure Trip, Poetry and Poems, Punitry, Read, Real Learing, Sage, Scriptio Contnua, Sip, Slow, Slow Read, Wisdom, Words, Writing
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Fully Present In the Past
Fully Present In the Pastby Michael DoyleRage bait and other angry fillsHave long ceased being thrills.No one has asked for my tainted advice,But I think it’s long past time to offer mine.Let’s not be rattled by our every whim.Instead, let’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Angry Fills, Authority, Chaos, Courage, Discourage, Eyes of a Child, Fully Present, Goodness, Inner Strength, Know, Past, Poetry and Poems, Profile, Rage Bait, Reel, Strife, Tainted Adviice, Thrill, Whim
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First Principles: Between a Balanced Republic and A Democracy, the Difference Is Like That Between Order and Chaos
“Between a balanced republic and a democracy, the difference is like that between order and chaos.” – John Marshall, American statesman, jurist, and Founding Father who served as the fourth Chief Justice of the United States We don’t live in a … Continue reading
Several Levels From Myself
Several Levels From Myselfby Michael DoyleLiving lifeSeveral levels from myselfI usually have my noseStuck in a book from a shelfYou were a swirl of perfectionWithout a flaw in detectionWhat was I supposed to doBut to fall madly in love with … Continue reading
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Tagged Adrift, Answer, Ars, Being With You, Belong, Book, Certain, Chaos, Christmas Serenade, Detection, Done, Doubt, Dreamy Eyes, Flaw, Hello, Hint, Hope, Living Life, Look Out, Love, Making, Near, Nose, Nothing Better, Path of God, Perfection, Plan, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Risk, Self, Several Levels, Shift, Storms, Swirl, Taking, The one, Together
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Children of Our Sun
Children of Our Sunby Michael DoyleTonight, under the rise of the Cold MoonI realize another year has passed too soonAnd still, old truths bear the necessityOf being repeated with some incredulityDaily chaos brings particles of light That refract under the … Continue reading
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Tagged Beloved Nations, Best, Chaos, Children, Creation, Damnation, Done, Faceless Dead, Fearlessly, Fog of Lies, Freedom, Ghosts, Head, Heretic, Homage, Honesty, Individualism, Integrity, Known Facts, Light, Limits, Mind, Misinformation, Necessity, Night, Old Truths, Optimism, Orthodox, Particles, Passions, Poetry and Poems, Precision Clocks, Repeated, Selfish, Shards, Soon, Strain, Sun, The Cold Moon, Third Planet, Tonight, Truth, Tyranny, Vigorously, Year
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Dinkʼinesh
Dinkʼineshby Michael DoyleIn mankind’s efforts to stand uprightTurning from darkness toward the lightWe’ve contended a few bones along the wayJust enough really for the right to sayFrom tree dwelling to learning to walkOn two legs, we became positioned to talkChipped … Continue reading
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Tagged Abyss, Ark, Backs, Bishop books, Bones, Chains of Changes, Chaos, Chipped bones, Complexity, Consequence, Darkness, Dignity, Dink'inesh, Dinosaur Bones, Faithful, Fallen Apart, Footprints, Found, Fragments, Glassy Eyes, God and Angels, God's Place, Haunted, Hidden Costs, Holy Persons, Humanity, Impossible Monsters, Judgement Day, Leaps of Fancy, Learn, Legendary, Light, Loss, Lost, Lucy, Mankind, Map, Obsolesence, Odd, Old Truth, Poetry and Poems, Profound, Religion, Religiosity, Repentant Sinners, Road Home, Science, Sentiments, Society's Transformation, Tales, Talk, Throne, Throwing Away, Tree Dwelling, Truth, Twenty First Century, Two Legs, Upright, Walk, Whisper, Whole Heart, Wink, Wonder, Wood
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First Principles: Between A Balanced Republic and A Democracy, the Difference Is Like That Between Order and Chaos
“Between a balanced republic and a democracy, the difference is like that between order and chaos.“ – John Marshall
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Tagged Balance, Between, Chaos, Democracy, Difference, First Principles, John Marshall, Order, Republic
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Totality and Doom
Totality and Doomby Michael DoyleYesterday, the moon blotted out the sunIn the same way, it has frequently doneThe people traveled from miles aroundHoping they would see something to astoundTheir weary minds at least for a little whileSome came to be … Continue reading
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Tagged Apocalypse, Appear, Astound, Bits and Pieces, Blood Moon, Bloom, Blot, Certain, Change, Chaos, Clever, Close Lips, Comfort, Conspiracies, Corner, Crowd, Cultural, Dandeliions, Darkness, Days, Devil's Comet, Die, Doom, Doomsayer, End, Faith, Familiar, Fear, Forever, Happy, Internet, Lear, Lives, Magical, Miles, Moon, Odd, Panic, Path of Totality, Poetry and Poems, Prediction, Prophecies, Reality, Regret, Religious, Resilient, Signficant, Signs, Sky, Smile, So Much for, Speak, Startled, Strong, Sun, Taught, Thinker, Totality, Travel, Trouble, Vibe, View, Wait, Watch, Weary Minds, Whisper, Wrong, Years, Yesterday
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Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Age
Revisiting Truth In the Post-Modernist Ageby Michael DoyleIt can be said with conviction of feelingThat the ways of God are revealingHere in this mid-DecemberIt seems timely to rememberAll of God’s loving tracesIn all the history of a life’s embracesAre like … Continue reading
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Tagged Atone, Balance, Brain, Broken, Chaos, Clarity, Confusion, Contrition, Conviction, Cost, Destruction, Dysfunction, Faithless, Feeling, Grace, Grace and Truth, Heartless, Heed, History, Human Race, Humanity, Ideology, Illusion, Imposition, Incarnation, Jordan, Law andTruth, Lean-In, Loving Traces, Meaning, Memorial, Mercy, Mid-December, Neighborhood, Nihilism, Optimism, Poetry and Poems, Poison, Post-Modernist Age, Preacher, Question, Reason, Rebellion, Relativism, Remember, Revealing, Revisit, Righteous Path, Seduce, Shadow, Stones, Struggle, Teach, Teacher, The Law, The lost, the Word, Truth, Ways of God
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