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Tag Archives: Crisis
The Rise of Cthulhu’s Kingdom
The Rise of Cthulhu’s Kingdomby Michael DoyleI.The world around us is in crisis.Yet it is just as it finds us. Those we call friends try to advise usAbout all the badness they think we need because..Things couldn’t be bad enoughAs … Continue reading
Being True To Oneself
Being True To Oneselfby Michael DoyleOne doesn’t need to be a king to wield authority.One only needs to have and possess personal sovereignty.To know that strength lies in one’s personal dignity.And to dare to speak one’s truth with great authority.Hamlet … Continue reading
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Tagged Authoritarian Personality, Authority, Bias, Bookshelf, Brave Heart, Brokered Peace, Challenge, Confusion, Correctly, Crisis, Dare, Delphi Oracle, Door, Echo, Empathy, Errors, Fool, Hamlet, Happy, Honesty, Hour, Imperfect, Indirect, Innate Power, Insight, Integrity, King, Know, Know Thyself, Legacy, Lies and Deceptions, Life, Maaster, Motivation, Nation, Onself, Pathway, Personal Development, Personal Dignity, Personal Growth, Personal Integrity, Personal Sovereignty, Poetry and Poems, Russian Hoax, Self Doubt, Self-Awareness, self-improvement, Self-Serving Deluson, Seneca, Show, Strength, Success, The eft, Tool, True, Trump, Truth, Walk, Wise Man, World
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Due North
Due Northby Michael DoyleIn these daysWhen everything has gone frothyIn a million waysWe need those around to be worthyThat’s who my friend had always beenThe one I knew was good for the winEver since back in high schoolI knew her … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alright, Always Been, Answer, Beat It, Brave, Calm, Cancer, Challenge, Come Hell or High Water, Concentration, Connected, Crisis, Days, Degree of Fascination, Demeanor, Due North, Facebook, Feel, Focus, Friend, Frothy, Glide, Good For the Win, Hallway, High School, Is, Joyous Laughter, Keep Things Real, Kept Cool, Lie On My Lips, Lifetime Past, Look, Lord, Lost Track, Million Ways, Mindfulness, More Than Fair, My Friend, Nobody's Fool, Paddleboarder, Peace, Perspective, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Progress, Reconnected, Reflective, Same As the Last, Same Smile, Searching For An Answer, Sigh, Simple, Smile, Soul, Stalled, Stay Still, Stride, Style, Surreal, Tear, Test, Time, Traded Quips, True North Star, Water, Wherever, Words, Worthy, Yesterday
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First Principles: The Crisis Is Arrived When We Must Assert Our Rights, Or Submit To Every Imposition, That Can Be Heaped Upon Us
“The crisis is arrived when we must assert our rights, or submit to every imposition, that can be heaped upon us, till custom and use shall make us as tame and abject slaves.” – George Washington (1774)
Posted in First Principles
Tagged Abject, Arrive, Assert, Crisis, Custom and Use, First Priincples, George Washington, Heap, Imposition, Rights, Slaves, Submit, Tame
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A Brodsky View of the Pandemic
A Brodsky View of the Pandemicby Michael DoyleShow trial advances without stayCharges pressed without any delayThe time arrives to dispense all playIn a fluke filled with fearsCame the nice as if to cheersThat would repeat themselves through yearsQuickly then comes … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Affect, Battlefields, Beliefs, Bliss, Brodsky, Broken Out, Cast, Charges, Cheers, Citizens, Clue, Conscience, Consequences, Crisis, Crowned Head, Crush, Curtains, Delay, Duty, Errors, Experts, Eyes, Fact, Fears, Flail, Flu, Fluke, Freedom, Freedom and Liberty, Full Sail, Happiness, History, Horizon, Ignorance, Inner Cells, Judgment, Known, Labs, Last Act, Liberty, Looking Back, Marble, Masst, Mean, My Life, Not Forget, Pandemic, Paradise, Past, Play, Poet, Poetry and Poems, Politician, Prescience, Present, Prevail, Pride, Pseudo-Science, Repeat, Revealed, Sad, Sails, Shots, Show Trial, State of Freedom, Step On, Tarnish, Time, Truth, Wishes, Years
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The Magic of Hope, Part I
The Magic of Hope, Part Iby Michael DoyleIn all of the hustled hassleOf a snow-blanketed sense of seasonLife is oft lived like an air-castleFilled with whimsy decorated with reasonA good Christmas is worked uponAnd not just a state-of-mindJust as soon … Continue reading
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Tagged Air-Castle, Approach, Articles, Atomic Particles, Bear, Believing, Best Company, Blessed, Blessing, Bliss, Brave, Busy, Cheerful, Children, Christmas, Company, Cozy, Crisis, Danger, Destination, Elves, End of the Rope, Everywhere, Feet, Floorboards, Forget, Gentle Reminder, Giants, Girl, Half-Forgotten, Happiness, Hassle, Hear, Heart, Incentive, Journey, Knowing, Lost, Lurk, Magic of Hope, Magic of Snow, Making Ends Meet, Miserable, Nestled, Nightmare, Noise, Nordic Forest, Persevere, Place, Poetry and Poems, Poor, Purity, Read, Reason, Reclaim, Regret, Relief, Sacred Quest, Season, Secret Village, Silver Moon, Skies, Snow, Snowing, Speaking Without Words, Special Part, State-of-Mind, Story, Sympathy, Talked, Top Shelves, True Glory, Truth, Tune, Twinkle, Two Kind Words, Universe, Vapors, Walked, Warm Memory, Whimsy, Woods, Year
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