Tag Archives: Feelings

Since the Days that Eden Fell

Since the Days that Eden Fellby Michael DoyleEver since the dark days that Eden fellMankind has cast pennies down the wishing wellHoping to find some bright point of lightTo get us through our darkest times of nightEver since the dark … Continue reading

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Orphan Bachelors

Orphan Bachelorsby Michael DoyleSelf-expression has become democratizedIn an era where everyone is traumatizedThe Asian experience is best understoodBy taking in the feelings, both bad and goodHowever minor these seem in their unfoldingThere’s nothing said that requires scoldingIt needs a historical … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Where Exactly Does It Come From, I’d Like To Know, This Ineradicable Attitude of Superiority Toward the Past?

“Where exactly does it come from, I’d like to know, this ineradicable attitude of superiority toward the past? This stubbornly dumb, can’t-kill-it-with-an-ax conviction that we, the now, critically and categorically know better than they, the past. Is it from the … Continue reading

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Truth Becomes A Life

Truth Becomes A Lifeby Michael DoyleLooking at life in its full-lengthWe find our hold on truth is our strengthWithout truth, life is merely a stumbleWith all around us in a constant crumbleThis is happening throughout our landAs I pray to … Continue reading

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First Principles: There is Nothing More Corrupting, Nothing More Destructive of the Noblest and Finest Feelings of Our Nature, Than the Exercise of Unlimited Power

“There is nothing more corrupting, nothing more destructive of the noblest and finest feelings of our nature, than the exercise of unlimited power.” – William Henry Harrison

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Stormfront Awakening

Stormfront Awakeningby Michael DoyleLooking around with any sense of credibilityIt would be the rare bird that had the abilityTo credibly claim with any sense of the plausibleThat politically awakening was something avoidableAll around the stormfront threatens from all sidesThe turning … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Contempt Is the Weapon of the Weak and A Defense Against One’s Own Despised and Unwanted Feelings

“Contempt is the weapon of the weak and a defense against one’s own despised and unwanted feelings.” – Alice Miller, psychologist and author (1923-2010)

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Dark Matters

Dark Mattersby Michael DoyleYou were my bright tomorrowNow all I have is my sorrowAnd I’ve only myself to blamePlease don’t look at me in my shameFeelings bubbled up in troubleI opened my mouth, now its doubleI can barely see through … Continue reading

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A Future of Self Deceives

A Future of Self Deceivesby Michael DoyleIn a chipped future of self deceivesIt’s hard to say what a fool believesThere it is in a billion lines of codeSentient in being, created life unfoldsAs a computational theocracy brings its lightShining on … Continue reading

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Muted In Discovery

Muted In Discoveryby Michael DoyleMuted, frightened screamOverheard on the data streamStill recovering from Covid isolationUnable to leave the habitationFiltering fragments in questionFeelings born in their hesitationCrimes hint at interpretationThere is something lost in this conceptionThinking in terms of last exclusionThere … Continue reading

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