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There Is A Dream
There Is A Dreamby Michael DoyleThere is a dreamInside our reflectionA silent sort of screamThat escapes the world’s detectionA world that no one else can seeIn an answer in search of questionsThat we won’t ask in possibilityA mirrored echo of … Continue reading
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Tagged Answer, Believer, Better, Build, Choice, Defiance, Destination, Detection, Dignify, Dream, Echo, Escape, Form, Found, Ground, Grow, Hearts, Hesitation, Investigation, Keep, Minds, Mirror, Mysteries, Open, Poetry and Poems, Possibility, Power, Question, Reach Beyond, Reality, Reflection, Render, Revealed, Roads, Scream, See, Selves, Silent, Singular, Splendor, Tether, Tomorrow, Trap, Travel, Truth, Unaware, Unravel, Voice, Wishes, World
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Sins of My Father Remembered
Sins of My Father Rememberedby Michael DoyleShadowed in doubtTrapped within rootsOn a planet ringed by orbitalsSeeking, search for any way outLooking for any solution that contributesToward escaping the controlsIn the Hotel NevermoreIs a bottle of tearsFor all the lost waysWatch … Continue reading
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Tagged Ambitions, Atone, Bad, Binary Code, Bottle, Carry, Cashed In, Clickbait, Confide, Core, Days, Debts, Doubt, Dreams, Drop, Emptiness, Empty Years, Escape, Father, Feet, Fit, Good, Gorgonized, Ground, Honor, Horror, Hotel, Hours, Hypnotized, Knowledge, Living, Lost Ways, Moments, My Father's Shoes, Nevermore, Night, Nightmares, Planet, Poetry and Poems, Pours, Promises Made, Purest Love, Remember, Roots, Sarcasm, Screams, Search, Seldom Shared, Shadow, Shot Glass, Sins, Sins of My Father, Snares, Society, Solution, Soul, Stone, Suppressed, Tears, Thoughts, Trapped, Views, Whiskey, Wit
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Thought For the Day: The More Sand That Has Escaped From the Hourglass of Our Life, the Clearer We Should See Through It
“The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.” -Jean-Paul Sartre, writer and philosopher (1905-1980)
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Tagged Clear, Escape, Hourglass, Jean-Paul Sarte, Life, Sand, See, Thought For the Day
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Krampus
Krampusby Michael DoyleWith his cloven hoofs he has comeTo seek out lurkers in the kingdomTo those who would bring such evilKrampus can do worse than bedevilReading as he does from the book of lifeRestoring the peace to those who bring … Continue reading
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Tagged Aware, Bedevil, Book of Life, Cloven Hoofs, Deception, Elves, Escape, Evil, Forbidden, Good, Hidden, Kingdom, Krampus, Lies, Light, Lurkers, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Practice, Reading, Restore, Selves, Sow, Sown, Strife, Surprise, Tenfold, Understood, Undoing, Wrong Doing
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May It Come Easy (The Promise of Turkey)
May It Come Easy (The Promise of Turkey)by Michael DoyleIn affection and camaraderieWe wish in sincere empathyAnd with just a trace of sympathyThat with life, may it come easyChange is the constant in all of lifeSometimes there is peace; sometimes … Continue reading
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Tagged Affection, Camaraderie, Chance, Change, Constant, Days, Element, Empathy, Escape, History, Hope, Inclement, Kept, Lesson, Life, Little, Lived, May It Come Easy, Middle, Nation, Neighbor, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Poured, Precious, Promise, Scenes, Seldom, Sense of Urgency, Sincere, Sipped, Strife, Strong Dark Coffee, STuck, Sweet As Love, Sympathy, Trace, Track, Turkey, Turn, Uncertainty, Wish
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Breath Walks Through The Back Door
Breath Walks Through The Back Doorby Michael DoyleMusic is the magic of the tones we findIn leaving our troubled world far behindFeeding our core once and againCan be the breath of the violinAs breath walks through the back doorOpening the … Continue reading
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Tagged Back Door, Best, Best of Life, Breath, Breathing, Chant, Chart, Course, Dark and Deep, Employ, Escape, Expediency, Familiarity, Far Behind, Feeding Our Core, Find, Humor, Internal connection, Leaving, Life Comes At us, Live, Love and Explore, Magic, Meditation, Moment to Moment, Multiverse Lines, Music, Opening the Heart, Poetry and Poems, Resiliency, Reveals Our Joy, Secret Spaces, Smiles and Torment, Substance, Technique, That We Keep, Tones, Troubled World, True, Violin, Vulgarities, Walk, Walking Our Path, We Make Connection, With Our Source
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Thought For the Day: The Vilest Form of Self-Abasement and Self-Destruction Is the Subordination of Your Mind To the Mind of Another
“Independence is the recognition of the fact that yours is the responsibility of judgment and nothing can help you escape it—that no substitute can do your thinking—that the vilest form of self-abasement and self-destruction is the subordination of your mind … Continue reading
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Tagged Acceptance, Assertions As Facts, Atlas Shrugged, Authority, Ayn Rand, Edicts As Middle-Man, Escape, Fact, Form, Independence, Judgement, Mind of Another, No Substitute, Nothing, Recognition, Responsibility, Say-So As Truth, Self Destruction, Self-Abasement, Subordination, Thought For the Day, Vile, Your Brain, Your Consciousness, Your Existence, Your Mind, Your Thinking
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Winchester I. The Arrival
There is a famous house in California built the widow of the same Winchester who invented the famous rifle of the same name. Winchester I. The Arrival by Michael Doyle The bell tolls in the dark of night While the … Continue reading
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Tagged Always, Arrival, Awakes, Bell, Blood, Blow, Build, California, Cause, Chaos, Cheer, Confusion, Control, Creak and Groan, Cycles, Dark of Night, Death, Desperation, Doctor, Doubt, Drapes, Drip, Endless, Endless Rooms, Escape, Expansion, Falls Into Place, Fear, Fire, Fools, Gloom, Grief, Haunted, Hope, Horror, House, Hundred Rooms, Husband, Illusion, Journey, Last Breath, Life, Man, Mansion, Medium, Mind, Mirror, Mother, Move Past, Nearer, Need, Pain, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pointless, Reaches Out, Recall, Reclusive, Regain, Relief, Repeating, Respect, Reveal, Rifle, Rules, Self-Inflicted, Shadow, Son, Soul, Spiritualist, Stagger, Stairs, Suffer, Survey, Take Back Control, Tempest, Time, Tire, Tolls, Too Great A Price, Wall, Whisper, Widow, Winchester, Wind, Window, Wish, Wounded Heart
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To Escape the Warren
More or less dedicated to A Watership Down: To Escape the Warren by Michael Doyle In the beginning Rabbit gained his tricks There on the path of winning Played out like a guitarist’s licks Each to have their meaning Captive … Continue reading
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Tagged A Watership Down, Beginning, Blood, Borne, Brother, Burning Hot, Caged Existence, Captive, Card, Change, Come, Cross the Road, Danger, Dare, Ear, Escape, Feaer, Fear, Few, Fire, Flee, Freedom, Gain, Gamble, Gather, Good, Haste, Head, Hear, Live Life, Meaning, Moment, Moment to Waste, Mud, Needed, Neglect, Nightmares, Path, Pesevere, Photograph, Played Out, Plead, Poem, Poetry, Question, Rabbit, Rules, Safety Net, Schools, Something Coming, Storm, Story Tellers, Taught, Think, Told, Tricks, Warren, Ways, Willingness, Win, Wire, Woods
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