Tag Archives: Control

First Principles: I Know No Safe Depository of the Ultimate Power of the Society But the People Themselves

“I know no safe depository of the ultimate powers of the society but the people themselves; and if we think them not enlightened enough to exercise their control with a wholesome discretion, the remedy is not to take it from … Continue reading

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The Rise and Fall of Boethius

The Rise and Fall of Boethiusby Michael DoyleGraven images are made and meant to saveWhen Christianity met Plato’s caveOffering more than shadows on the wallA philosophical bend had come to callChrist was both the Father and the SonJoined with Wisdom … Continue reading

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The Dragon Finds Flight

The Dragon Finds Flightby Michael DoylePower returns with the riseUp there in the sky; see the the blood moonHell awakens; beginning in her eyesThe dragon shall be freed soonThe truest knight knows his dutyHaving had seen her wrath and her … Continue reading

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Winchester I. The Arrival

There is a famous house in California built the widow of the same Winchester who invented the famous rifle of the same name. Winchester I. The Arrival by Michael Doyle The bell tolls in the dark of night While the … Continue reading

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Leaning On His Promises

It’s interesting times we live in.  Watched a church sermon via the internet. Leaning On His Promises by Michael Doyle The church’s electronic bulletin board read Much as the Good Book itself has said We need to remember each other … Continue reading

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Engulfed In A Church of Transition

Claude De Bussy’s music started a tonal revolution that brought with it an entirely different way of looking at music.   It’s simply amazing in its tonal fluidity and how it transformed art music. Debussy’s Engulfed Cathedral:   Engulfed In A … Continue reading

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Shrunken Jesus

It’s a paradox really… Shrunken Jesus by Michael Doyle We trust as we say with our might Believing as we will in truth and light That Jesus has the power to save our souls Then in whispers we wonder at … Continue reading

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Back Chat of Eternal Insomnia

So many of us spend countless hours into the we hours of the night staving off the limited hours until the morning light.  Insomnia and its accompanying sleep exhaustion have claimed many of us and leading into less good than … Continue reading

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The Lateness of the Hour

Returning back to a promised project that was set down for a time and based in part on The Twilight Zone, Season 2, Episode 8: The Lateness of the Hour by Michael Doyle In a labyrinth of the mind’s imprecision We … Continue reading

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Framing the Lines

Photographic composition often has the challenge of how to turn the  two dimensional into something that has depth and seems a bit three dimensional. Framing the Lines by Michael Doyle Doorways, windows and rock formations Layer our photos with their … Continue reading

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