Tag Archives: Glory

In the Church of the Open Field

In the Church of the Open Fieldby Michael DoyleIn the church of the open fieldThe glory of truth is revealedIn fellowship of God’s good companyIn the exclusive claims of divinityDarkness hates the shine of lightPreferring as it does, the things … Continue reading

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Skandalon

Skandalonby Michael DoyleI won’t take the baitOf living this fateFalling for the offenseOf people speaking through pretenseTriggered into living this trapThinking and feeling the rapHit after hit comes my wayI see it happening day after dayThe pains that are feltIn … Continue reading

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First Principles: America’s Glory Is Not Dominion, But Liberty. Her March Is the March of the Mind.

“[America’s] glory is not dominion, but liberty. Her march is the march of the mind. She has a spear and a shield: but the motto upon her shield is Freedom, Independence, Peace. This has been her declaration: this has been, … Continue reading

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First Principles: I Am A Friend To Righteous Government, To A Government Founded Upon the Principles of Reason and Justice. But I Glory In Publicly Avowing My Eternal Enmity To Tyranny

“I am a friend to righteous government, to a government founded upon the principles of reason and justice. But I glory in publicly avowing my eternal enmity to tyranny.”  – John Hancock

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First Principles: America’s Founding Principles Are True Not Because Any Generation – Including Our Own – Has Lived Them Perfectly, But Because They Are Based Upon the Eternal Truths of the Human Condition

“America’s founding principles are true not because any generation — including our own — has lived them perfectly, but because they are based upon the eternal truths of the human condition. They are rooted in our capacity for evil and … Continue reading

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Ever Free

Ever Freeby Michael DoyleJoining in as the heavens and earth singsHoping a white Christmas will bringThis world’s resounding joyAs every good boy and girl unwrap their toysIn wonder of love, we gather and rejoiceGathered together to make a little noiseAll … Continue reading

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NaNoWriMo Thoughts

NaNoWriMo Thoughtsby Michael DoyleSince the first cave paintingStories have been written and toldHere now in all of our waitingIs yet another story to be written and soldIt’s a path of thinking and imaginationIn a what if world of machinationAn another … Continue reading

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Knowing of the Why

Knowing of the Whyby Michael DoyleI believe I know the whyOf why a weeping willow criesWhen there was no time for goodbyeAnd that’s the case for each of us who diesEven in the best case of stabilityThere lies the uncanny … Continue reading

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Around Every Corner

As I was driving down the eastern terminus of the Old National Road, it occurred to me… Around Every Corner by Michael Doyle Around every corner There is a story Down every street Hiding from its glory Just a bit … Continue reading

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Theatrical Dawg Bones Thrown

However much the director whines that he’s only got 2 1/2 hours to present his hip hop distortions of American history and however much he manages to make his errors rhyme and dance match the music’s time, I don’t appreciate … Continue reading

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