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Tag Archives: Fools
Madami II
Madami IIby Michael DoyleThere is a creeping conspiracy of making up liesTo make society’s driving forces into bad guys. Most of the rich in America worked to get there.To believe otherwise is a sad game of stoking fear.The Havana Model … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abortion, America, Arrogance, Babies, Bad Guys, Believe, Chameleon, City, Communism, Confusion, Country, Creeping Conspiracy, Criminals, Defund and Dismantle, Driving Force, Empty, Enemies, Entrepreneurial Class, False Promises, Fear, Fools, Free Condoms, Fund, Globalizing the Intifada, Good, Groceries, Gun, Havana Model, Hear, History, Illegal Immigration, Madami, Made Up Lies, Madman, Marxism, Middle Class, Nation, Observer, Pass, Path, Philosophy, Pity, Poetry and Poems, Police Departments, Politics, Posture, Protection, Red Rage, Rich, Roaches, Sex Change Operations, Sex Work, Shadows, Sheer Ignorance, Snake, Social Services, Society, Stake, Stoking Fear, Surge, The Socialists, Venezuela, Wise Governance, Work, Workers
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Humanity’s Eclipse
Humanity’s Eclipseby Michael DoyleIt seems worthy of recallThat none of us has a crystal ball.We might want to see what’s next,But the best we have is what connects.Will it be humanity’s eclipse – As we fall before a robot apocalypse?Or … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged AI, Artificial Intelligence, Artist, Arts, Capable, chatgpt, Choice, Complicity, Connect, Creative, Crystal Bal, Dues, Eclipse, Efficient, Electricity, Embrace, Enchancement, Exist, Fate, Fear, Feeling, Fire, Fools, Future, Humanity, Indirect, Indulge, Inevitable, Lean, Luddites, Machine, Mankind, Messiness, Mistake, Next, Nurture, Open Doors, Organic Goo, Partners, Perfect, Poetry and Poems, Predictive Alogorithms, Primordial Ooze, Replace, Replacement, Resist, Robot Apocalypse, Superlative, Technology, Tools, Wall, Wayside, Writer, Writing
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Born Into This World
Born Into This Worldby Michael DoyleWe are born into this wounded worldIn which we see the need for improvementIt often feels as if we’re hurledBecoming ourselves is our greatest accomplishmentGrasping for the bits and pieces we can findThat which which … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Accomplishment, Beauty of Tomorrow, Becoming Ourselves, Behind, Bits and Pieces, Blind Faith, Books On Shelves, Born, Coming Years, Crowd, Culture, Dare, Desperate, Discontent, Discover, Drowning Surface, Ears, Eccentric Opinions, Essential, Eyes Above, Fallacies, Feel, Find, Fools, Gambit, Grasp, Grievous, Harshest Critics, Humble Beginnings, Hurled, Improvement, Into This World, Love, Ourselves, Poetry and Poems, Potential, Sorrow, Stumble, The Best, Vulturess, Wartmth, Whisper, World's Embrace, Wounded, Written Script
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Christmas Island Memory
Christmas Island Memoryby Michael DoyleEven Christmas Island has its rulesThough they’re not type you learn in schoolsBut the types that build useful toolsThe type needed by wise men, common folk, and foolsOne of these is to drop the guessingAccepting each … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Begin, Blessing, Christmas Island, Common Folk, Days, Each Moment, End, Fools, Guessing, Know, Learn, Lesson, Life, Memory, Poetry and Poems, Push and Pull, Rules, School, Special Way, Tools, Ways, Wise Men
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Thought For the Day: It is Difficult To Free Fools From the Chains They Revere
“It is difficult to free fools from the chains they revere.” – Voltaire
Posted in First Principles
Tagged Chains, Difficult, First Principles, Fools, Free, Revere, Voltaire
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Divination
Divinationby Michael DoyleIs it true that only foolsCast aside all the rules?And what kind of wreckDoes life become living by the deck?A spooky basement points the directionThat reveals the cloth of divinationHand painted arcana mixes with astrologyIt is needed to … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Arcana, Astrology, Basement, Candle, Clarity, Coincidence, Combination, Crazy, Dark Art, Dark Design, Death and Darkness, Deception, Demonic Tale, Design, Desire, Direction, Divination, Drunken Children, Equal Weight, Evil, False Track, Fate, Fear, Fire, Fools, Forecast, Forsaken, Friends, Gasoline, Grow, Harshness, High Priestess, Impulse, Investigate, Lack of Control, Magician's Bag, Must, No Turning Back, Painted Glory, Path Undone, Pity, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Prevail, Priestess, Reading, Readings, Risk, Rules, Runaway Train, Sincerity, Spirituality, Story, Sympathy, Taken, Tarot, Tarot Deck, Tear, Traces, Tricks, True, Trust, Wait, Wreck, Wrong Light, Zodiac
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To Raise Godly Children
To Raise Godly Childrenby Michael DoyleTime travels as shadows grow longerAnd the need to be wiser is strongerI look on my children and hope the bestI look for answers that might pass the testAs we raise our children for successIt’s … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Above All the Religons, Actions, Affection, Answers, Attention, Authority, Believe, Best, Build, Children, Clear Expectations, Clear Rules, Comparison, Consistency, Control, Correction, Cue, Did, Direct, Do, Dream, Dress, Echoes, Encouragement, Example, Fair Consequences, Faith, Family, Fools, God's Way, Grace, Grown, Happiness, Hold, Holy Worship, Hope, Imprint, Instill, Instruction, Integrity, Intention, Keep, Known, Leave, Lessons, Live Righteously, Long Game, Long Ride, Longer, Look, Lord's Grace, Love, Maturity, Meant, Name, Parenting, Pass, Path, Place, Poetry and Poems, Presence, Presents, Promise, Quality, Quantity, Raise, Relationship, Rely, Rescue, Responsibility, Right, Right Direction, Rules, Said, Say, Shadows, Soul, Speaking Life and Love, Strong Balance, Stronger, Struggle, Success, Tears, Test, Tight, Time, Trace, Traces, Travel, Walk, Weep, Wise
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Growing Vulnerability
Growing Vulnerabilityby Michael DoyleSome fools say that men don’t cryBut let me tell you, that’s just a lieIt’s so hard to express inner truthAnd it’s played that way since youthWe need to get the curtains down and outMoving hard beyond … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Another, Armor, Better Way, Capability, Cloud, Communication, Cry, Curtains, Doubt, Down and Out, Dust, Essence of You, Excuse, Express, Eyes, Fascination, Fools, Forever, Gone, Grow, Growing, Happy, Hard, Heart, Here, Hype, Inner Truth, Leak, Lie, Look, Love, Lvel, Macho, Men, Move, Moving Hard, Near, Own Way, Pardon, Peek, Place, Play, Poetry and Poems, Process, Reason, Say, Sensitive Type, Shadow of Doubt, Shine, Shine On, Speaking, Stay, Straight Up, Talk, Tell, True Love, Trump Card, Vulernable, Vulnerability, Walk, Way Out, Youth
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Against All Hope
Against All Hopeby Michael DoyleAll alone, by myselfI searched on the shelfFor the words to knowJust how I might growTo start over in this testTo come through with the restIn a crash of my identityI lived my life renewing sincerityThere … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Against, Alone, Attention, Burn, Come Through, Conspire, Corrupt, Crash, Crowd, Fake, Fire, Fools, Grow, Hope, Humanity, Humility, Identity, Know, Lie, Look Down, Lost, Madness, Mean, Meek, Mercy, Outcasts, Poetry and Poems, Pretension, Search, Self, Shelf, Sincerity, Test, Truth, Unaware, Vanity, Weakest Length, Weakness, Words
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