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Tag Archives: Dreams
First Principles: I Like the Dreams of the Future Better Than the History of the Past
“I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past.” – Thomas Jefferson
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Tagged Better, Dreams, First Principles, Future, History, Past, Thomas Jefferson
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Kalavale
Kalavaleby Michael Doyle In a Finnish woodWhere life is understoodTo be a magical thingThere were songs to singAnd laughter filled the airThe night washed away careAs we looked on the beautyThere amidst the trees A different music filled the airWith … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Arttist, Beat, Beauty, Care, Celebration, Colors, Dance, Dreams, Fascination, Finland, Finnish, Finnish Folk Art, Fire, Inspire, Kalavale, Laughter, Magical, Mead, Music, Night, Paint, Poetry and Poems, Pop, Romance, Satisfied, Sigh, Smoke, Songs, Stem van Helsinki, Strangers, Trance, Trees, Understood, Why, Wood
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Artistic Travesty
Artistic Travestyby Michael DoyleMouth breathers don’t truly understandThe logic, as it were, of supply and demandThat produces things of artistic travestyLike the weight of the world bringing me to my kneesThis is a complex world in its friendingAnd not often … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Artistic Traversty, Best of Us, Conspiracy, Cross, Descend, Dreams, Fatal Breakup, Fate, Find, Free Will, Friending, Happy Ending, Hopeless, Knees, Left Behind, Mouth Breathers, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Redundancy, Skills, Startled, Supply and Demand, Understnd, Weight of the World
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Rough Edges
Rough Edgesby Michael DoyleSometimes it seemsI’ve lost all my dreamsAt the rough edgesAnd window ledgesAre all I’m hanging ontoIt’s been so long since I’ve held youStuck working the night shiftIn a world full of griftThe system works its cutAgainst the … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Brand, Brutality, Confess, Cut, Dreams, Grift, Hanging, Held, Infirmary, Interesting Company, Jacked Into, Lost, Night Shift, Poetry and Poems, Propriety, Rest, Rhetorical Mess, Rough Edges, Seems, Subtlety, Survivors, System, Test, Understand, Walk On Players, Window Ledges, World
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Eudaimonia
Eudaimoniaby Michael DoyleAs a matter of virtue and philosophical inquiryAristotle unveiled many a treasured mysterySetting eudaimonia as the telos of human lifeTranslated toward peace and against strifeInvestigations into the dream of pure reasonTurning the colors of each passing seasonThe functionality … Continue reading
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Tagged Active Life, Aristotle, Believe, Busily Being, Colors, Complicated, Conceive, Conscience, Dealt, Dedicated, Deep Meaning, Detail, Discern, Dream, Dreams, End In Itself, Ethical Aims, Eudaimonia, Felt, Fleeting, Flourishing, Four Causes, Functionality, Gist, Grace, Greeting, Grown, Happiness, Honor, Human Bengs, Human Life, Investigation, Knowledge, Learn, Least Regret, Life Well Lived, Live Well, Lyceum, Means To the Ends, Measured In Moments, Measured In Reasons, Momentary Joy, Museum, Mystery, Nourish, Pass, Passing of Years, Passing Season, Path Forward, Peace, Philosophical Inquiry, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Politics, Processes, Pure Reason, Right Conditions, Science, Self-Contained, Shelf, Spirtuality, Streets, Strife, Student, Tears, Telos, Temporary, Translated, Treasure, Truth, Veracity, Virtue, Walking Lectures, Window's Ledge, Wisdom
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Thought For the Day: We All Have Our Time Machines. Some Take Us Back, They’re Called Memories. Some Take Us Forward, They’re Called Dreams
“We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they’re called memories. Some take us forward, they’re called dreams.” -Jeremy Irons, actor (b. 19 Sep 1948)
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Tagged Back, Dreams, Forward, Jeremy Irons, Memories, Thought For the Day, Time Machines, We
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Every Day With You
Every Day With Youby Michael DoyleIn every way, people try to push apartIn all the ways that break our heartsIt’s one in a million who stay the courseInstead of changing out that tired horseToo many dreams they just fall apartIn … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Actions, Break Our Hearts, Change, Clarity, Days, Desperate Souls, Drag, Dream, Dreams, Ever True, Every Day, Every Way, Fall Apart, Gone Wrong, Hazy, Hear, Holding Your Hand, Horse, I Want To LIve, I Will Always Give, Jester's Crown, Keep Me Sane, Late Into the Night, Love, Never Depart, One In A Million, Poetry and Poems, Push Apart, Say, See, See Your Soul, Stay, Stay the Course, Talk, Things That You Do, Touch Your Heart, Towards That End, Upside Down, World Gone Crazy, You, You and I, You're My One Hundred, You're the One
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Waters of Life
Waters of Lifeby Michael DoyleNavigating the waters of lifeFrom dreams of others comes lateThe sacrifices are not in vainFor the dreams and nightmares on the mainTo open one’s eyes and seeThe rebirth needed for eternityDreaming of the endless nightThe one … Continue reading
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Tagged Abel, Answers, Avarice, Battle Flag, Blame, Blood, Cain, Days, Death, Dreams, Dreams and Nightmares, Endless Night, Eternal Quest, Eternity, Eyes, Fallen Glory, Fell, Found, Future, Go Wrong, Hell, Immortality, Know, Life, Light, Lucifer, Main, Morning, Murder, Murders, Navigate, Pride, Rain, Ravens, Rebirth, Sacrifice, See, Sight, Story, Tale, Talons, Tangled Web, Three, Vain, Victim, Waking World, Waters
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