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Tag Archives: Doom
Wrist Cutter Blues
Wrist Cutter Bluesby Michael DoyleShe was born hard to impressHe was maybe overly dressedFor a boy deep in his thoughtsBut she could never be boughtThey were standing in the deep endSomehow waiting for a friendNeither of them was from anywhereThat … Continue reading
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Tagged Afterlife, Anywhere, Blues, Born, Bought, Boy, Capable, Care, Cold Brew, Deep End, Deep In Thought, Doom, Empty People, Everyone else, False Punchlines, Fell, Forget, Friend, Happy, Hard To Impress, Hard To Tell, Heartbreaks, Hell, Invisibile, John, Jokes, Laugh, Life, Meaning of Life, Missed, Mistakes, Muddling Through, Overly Dressed, Path, Patterns, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Repeat, Slice, Small Regrets, Steeple, Steven, Suspect, Sylvia Plath, Warm Slice, Wonder, Wrist
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Shifting Through the Ashes
Shifting Through the Ashesby Michael DoyleStanding here talking close togetherYou say it’s for worse or for betterShifting through the ashes of an argumentCan you tell me, baby, where the money’s spent?You laugh and concede it as a steady needWaiting for … Continue reading
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Tagged Above the Skies, Alone, Angels of Fortune, Ashes, Ashes of An Argument, Beauty, Better, Bitterness, Child, Child of the sun, Collide, Conceal, Concede, Connect, Constellations, Danger, Doom, Drink, Echo, Emptiness, Eyes, Falling Stars, False Idol, Fascination, Fire's Glow, Follow, Games, God of Wishful Thinking, Gorgeous, Guess, Hand, Held, Her Man, Hide, Ignore, In the End, Inside, Joy For Life, Laugh, Lies, Likes To Look Good, Lips, Long, Love, Money, Need, Nexus, Pleasd, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Pride, Ramble, Shadow, Shift, Stand, Star Maps, Stranger's Room, Talk, Together, Too Late, Trick, Truth, Two, Woman, Worse
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Thought For the Day: If You Do Not Take An Interest In the Affairs of Your Government, Then You Are Doomed To Live Under the Rule of Fools
“If you do not take an interest in the affairs of your government, then you are doomed to live under the rule of fools.” – Plato, there are several alternative translations of this passage taken from Republic, Book 1, 347c … Continue reading
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Tagged 21st Century, Abstention, Accounability, Affairs, Affect Change, Altruistic Intentions, Apathy, Approach, Benefit, Betterment of Society, Decisions, Democracy, Discussion, Doom, Education, Engagement, General Will, Government, History, Impact, Influence, Interest, Jean-Jacqu Rosseau, Knowledge, Modern Politics, Morass, Negative Consequences, News, Participation, Plato, Political Disengagement, Political Dynamics, Political Process, Politics, Practical Leadership Qualities, Republic, Rule of Fools, Shape, Social Arena, Thought For the Day, Valid Concerns, Voices, Well-Being, Wisdom
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First Principles: If You Do Not Take An Interest In the Affairs of Your Government, Then You Are Doomed To Live Under the Rule of Fools
“If you do not take an interest in the affairs of your government, then you are doomed to live under the rule of fools.” – Plato
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Tagged Affairs, Doom, First Principles, Government, Interest, Plato, Rule of Fools
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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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The Mothman Cometh
The Mothman Comethby Michael DoyleGraceful yet frighteningI saw him by lightening With two red eyes glaringI couldn’t help staringPleading his wild eyed mysteryA part of West Virginian historyThis mysterious sort of beingThat the moonlight might bringA chilling whisper finds its … Continue reading
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Tagged Being, Blame, Breath, Bring, Cornfield, Courage, Danger, Death, Doom, Fear, Feeling Lost, Fog, Frightening, Game, Glare, Graceful, History, Late Night, Moonlight, Mothman, Mysterious, Mystery, Outrun, Poetry and Poems, Prank, Red Eyes, Run, Sight, Span, Spell, Stare, Stranger, Talons, West Virginian, Whisper, Wings
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A Montage of Selective Outrage
A Selective Montage of Selective Outrageby Michael DoyleHave we finally got to the turn of the pageLiving life cut by cut of selective outrageIt seems so, or at least I have this hunchThat a few bad apples have spoiled the … Continue reading
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Tagged "Victim", Addiction, Affordable, Attention, Bad Apples, Bunch, Businesses, Class, Comedians, Corporate Social Screed, Crass, Cross-Cultural, Cut By Cut, Deception, Distracting, Doom, Drama, Emergency Room, Excellence, Face, False, Fatal, Feeling, Feigned Attention, Glory, Hate, Hate-Filled, Hit Parade, Hunch, Infamous, Ism, King, Lazy Thighs, Lies, Likes, Love, Lowest Common Denominator, Meant, Misappropiation, Modern World, Montage, Need, Offend, Overflow, Paper Cuts, Poetry and Poems, Poor, Pretend, Proficiency, Profit, Rap, Reaction, Roost, Rule, Safe Space, Satisfaction, Scare, School, Selective Outrage, Show, Slave, Social Media Trolls, Speak Truth, Spell Out, Stance, Story, Thinking, Thoughts, Too Late, Trauma, Triggered, Truant, Turn of the Page, Tweet, Vapid Clones, Victim, Woke Wash, Wolf Traps, Yoga Pants
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Blood Path of the Samurai
Blood Path of the Samuraiby Michael DoyleYou’re not just going to leaveA beheaded man on the ground?She asked in what I believeIs her shocked voice soundYou don’t see that everydayBut that, my dear, is the samurai’s waySmall men snuff out … Continue reading
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Tagged Assume, Beheaded, Blood, Correction, Decided, Derided, Doom, Faces, Fate, Hidden Places, Hour, Light, Path, Poetry and Poems, Powers, Promise, Prophesy, Reflection, Safe, Samurai, Secret, Snuff, Spill, Tale
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In the Tomes of Humanity
In the Tomes of Humanityby Michael DoyleAlgorithms of simplicityMakeup humanity’s complexityWith habits easy enough to understandAs the madness takes over as plannedMost waiver between love and prideSometimes this happens to coincideThen there are the exceptions irreducibleThat’s what’s become of the … Continue reading
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Tagged AI, Algorithms, Brave Souls, Broken Bodies, Choice, Codices, Coincide, Competitive Advantages, Complexity, Contemptible, Cost, Countless, Coup, Death, Doom, Exceptions, Face Off, False Promises, Final Battle, Garden, Habits, Humanity, Keeping, Last Breath, Libraries, Lost, Love, Madness, Mankind, Overcomes, Pain, Planned Obsolescence, Precipice, Price, Pride, Real Life, Recall, Sacred Door, Simplicity, Smile, Tomes, Truth, Understand, Victories, Villainies, Volumes, Waiver, Warrior's Voice, Weeping, Winner Take All, Wise Mother, Worth
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