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First Principles: I Place Economy Among the First and Most Important Virtues and Public Debt As the Greatest Dangers To Be Feared
“I place economy among the first and most important virtues and public debt as the greatest dangers to be feared.” – Thomas Jefferson
Posted in First Principles
Tagged Dangers, Economy, Fear, First, First Principles, Greatest, Most Important, Public Debt, Republican Virtue, Thomas Jefferson
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Planted Seed of Fear
Poem 4 in a series retelling a classic werewolf tale: Planted Seed of Fear by Michael Doyle Plant the seed The seed of fear As the blood moon rises Evil comes in its disguises The village wills to celebrate While … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Blood Moon, Celebrate, Dance, Disguise, Drink, Evil, Fear, Firelight, Fools, Guard, Hunter, Invigorate, Know, Lurk, Moonlit, Night, Pageantry, Photograph, Plant, Poem, Poetry, Rise, Second Sight, Seed, Seek, Shadow, Sleight of Hand, Stand, Tapestry, Things Seen, Trick, Trick of the Light, True, Village, Warrior
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Full Asking Price
Poem 2 in a series retelling a classic werewolf tale: Full Asking Price by Michael Doyle I know so little of what to believe As I sit here and quietly grieve We talk of counted blessings But most of these … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Above, Believe, Choose, Come, Comfort, Counted Blessing, Daily Bread, Die, Dread, Fear, Final Day, Full Asking Price, Fultility, Ghost, God, Grieve, Guessing, Hope, Humanity, Hunting, Kept Secret, Know, Lament, Let It Go, Lives, Love, Love Cuts Deep, Maiden, Misery, Most, Night, Offer, Once Upon, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Quiet, Reappear, Sacrifice, Shadow, Shelter, Sit, Small Chance, So Little, Sop, Sorrow, Soul, Still Voice, Struck Deep, Tale, Tales, Talk, Terms, True Love, Truth, Undoing, Unspeakable, Werewolf, Whisper, Woo
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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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
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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Thought For the Day: When Even One American – Who Has Done Nothing Wrong – Is Forced By Fear To Shut His Mind and Close His Mouth, Then All Americans Are In Peril
“When even one American — who has done nothing wrong — is forced by fear to shut his mind and close his mouth, then all Americans are in peril.” – Harry S. Truman (1884-1972)
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Tagged All Americans, American, Close, Done, Fear, Forced, Harry S Truman, Mind, Mouth, Nothing Wrong, One, Peril, Shut, Thought For the Day, When
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Facing Fear Toward Tomorrow
A review of race history in America is a mix of hope and of fear; rights and wrongs; in short and in truth a mixed story. Today, we confront that which was wrong. Still, we should do so not in … Continue reading →