Tag Archives: Darkness

From Darkness To Light

Spent an interesting day learning, seeking and then seeing and then simply being … Or maybe, it was more like several hours in 90+ degrees photographing left me more just taking it all in while conveniently clicking to take photos … Continue reading

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Depths of Despair

How much sadness can one little girl’s heart hold?  More than the number of angels that can dance on the head of an infinite pinhead. Depths of Despair by Michael Doyle In the depths of despair Her life out of … Continue reading

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Dragged Into the Streets

Thinking a lot on education and civilization and why and how there seems to be quite a bit of confusion as to how each is allegedly to work out.    Fairly serious stuff and yet how can a person not … Continue reading

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Dancing Cheek To Cheek

Thinking on the Prohibition, flappers, gangsters and murder as she wrote… Dancing Cheek To Cheek by Michael Doyle Dancing cheek to cozy cheek Might bring us to ruin Libertine as it is It might lead to our undoing The habits … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: In the End It’s Only A Passing Thing, This Shadow

“I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want … Continue reading

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A Godly Mother

Based in part on 2 Timothy 1:1-7 and, of course, thoughts on Mother’s Day: A Godly Mother by Michael Doyle Without any sense of shy timidity God speaks through Second Timothy That which we’d do well to recognize Every mother … Continue reading

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A Star Wars Lesson In Liberty

May 4th has become, for some, a day of tribute to Star Wars as “May the 4th Be With You” day.   When the day passed recently, it gave me some cause to think about how we around the planet … Continue reading

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Awed By Living

Life is for the living.  Let’s do it well! Awed By Living by Michael Doyle Counting the things of needed gratitude Instead of too often taking an attitude At and of those things of circumstance Forgetting to realize each moment’s … Continue reading

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A Life In Size

The saga of Dracula continues: A Life In Size by Michael Doyle In the dark castle hangs her face A painting of the sunlight he once embraced Hidden within were passages of a maze Guarded from the sun that continues … Continue reading

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Holding Hands With the Sun

Falling in love with art is an intimate construction within ourselves expressed both outwardly and inwardly. Holding Hands With the Sun by Michael Doyle An experience of the narrative Doodles swirled in declarative Filling out the feels An imaginative look … Continue reading

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