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Tag Archives: Escape
First Principles: You Cannot Escape the Responsibility of Tomorrow By Evading It Today
“You cannot escape the responsibility of tomorrow by evading it today.” – Abraham Lincoln
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Tagged Abraham Lincoln, Escape, Evasion, First Principles, Responsibility, Today, Tomorrow
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Silently Feeling
Silently Feelingby Michael Doyle In this world that shifts and shattersMiracles happen most when they don’t matterIt feels a bit like cosmic confusionBut it’s really just a humbling illusionAll these thoughts of constant intrusionCome in layers of complex conclusionsEven these … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Always, Beautiful, Better Places, Bleed, Body, Breaking Hard, Complex Conclusions, Constant Intrusion, Cosmic Confusion, Dead, Edge, Embrace, Escape, Fake, Feel, Four Leaf Clover, Good Sign, Hate, Humbling Illusion, Kiss, Layer, Lose Control, Loss, Lost, Love, Makers, Matter, Miracles, Missed, Moments, Need, Nightscape, Ocean Shore, Our Own Days, Our Own Way, Over, Play, Poetry and Poems, Pseudo-Messiah, Push On, Redefine, Said, Separate, Shatter, Shift, Silently Fading, Silently Feeling, Soul, Sustain, Takes the Place, Thoughts, Trick of the Tale, Wait, Want, Way, Wonderful, World
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Fiery Cinders
Fiery Cindersby Michael DoyleHourglass sands spell tales of brutalityWhispering that most pirates keep their humanityThat is until they can only no longer see fitWhich mostly comes down to the matter of profitIn these moments, and when it’s a Hell of … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alive, Bravado, Brutality, Captain, cinder, Dead Men, Die, Escape, Fiery Cinders, Fit, Hell, Hourglass Sands, Humanity, Jolly Rogers, Last Man, Less-Than-Clever, Loose Lips, Moments, Never, Pirates, Plan, Plundering Pirates, Poetry and Poems, Prize, Profit, Sea, Strictly Logic, Survive, Tale, Tales, Watch Change, Whisper, Witnessing Eyes
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Thought For the Day: We Cannot Seem To Escape the Desire To Feel Productive With Our Time. I’m Not Sure If That’s By Choice or Trauma
“We cannot seem to escape the desire to feel productive with our time. I’m Not Sure If That’s By Choice or Trauma.” – Jonny Sun
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Tagged Choice, Desire, Escape, Feel, Jonny Sun, Productive, Seem, Thought For the Day, Time, Trauma
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Left Behind
Left Behindby Michael DoyleThere is a coziness to all our liesWhispers the darkness in this monster’s eyesThere is peace in settling the scoreVengeance knows the warmth of its pourLike a blended whiskey that burns down slowSo is our lack of … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alienation, Angel, Anger, Awareness, Beginning, Blended Whiskey, Brimstone and Sulfur, Burn, Cause, Consciousness, Cozy, Creation, Cure, Darkness, Death, Descendants, Design, Desire, Dream, Dwell, Equal, Escape, Exist, Eyes, Fight, Fractional Lineage, Fumbles, Future, God's Favor, God's Will, Heaven's Door, Hell, Humanity, Hunger, Imagination, Isolation, Jesus, Know, Lack of Wisdom, Law, Left Behind, Lesser Beings, Lies, Linear Time, Little More, Living God, Lucifer, Misguided Past, Monster, Odds, Pain, Peace, Pentinents, Persist, Perverse, Poetry and Poems, Pour, Pride, Purgatory, Reincarnation, Requisite Saor, Rest, Satan, Score, Self-Created, Selfishness, Sin, Slow, Sorrow, Soul, Spiritual Synapses, Sublime, Subtle, Suffer, Test, Time, Universe, Vengeance, Warmth, Whisper, Win
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Visceral Causes
The fifth and final of the series based on the science fiction movie, Alien. Visceral Causesby Michael DoyleThe visceral causes bits of reactionConnected to the phobias with distinctionA baby born with a visual screamBirthing the nightmare, where might have been … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Baby, Birth, Black, Blank Slate, Burn, Cause, Chance, Clouds, Collective Memory, Dance, Darkest Corners, Dedicate, Distinction, Dreams, Escape, Essence, Frequency, Future, Height of Creativity, Hollywood, Human Beings, Inside, Inter-Connection, Learn, Lessons, Linear Direction, Mother, Name, Nightmare, No Limits, Nuance, Pass, Past, Phobia, Poetry and Poems, Possibility, Reaction, Reactivity, Reality, Remaining, Sand, Screen, Self-Destruction, Shadow, Shapes, Thoughts, Unknown, Visceral, Visual Scream, Window, World
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To Catch A Falling Star
To Catch A Falling Starby Michael DoyleSometimes I feelThis is not my worldI find myself searchingLooking for the doorThat will lead me awayFrom this wrong worldAnd to a place I belongFrom the ashes of yesterdayI feel as if I must … Continue reading
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Tagged Ashes, Behind, Belong, Blaze, Catch, Counting Stars, Damage Done, Determination, Door, Endless Blessing, Escape, Fade, Falling Star, Feel, Flee, Know, Lead, Night, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Rain Down, Remember, Run, Search, Skies, Suffering, Sunset, Trace, World, Wrong World, Yesterday
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