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One Breath
One Breathby Michael DoyleHeaven has its melody,It plays like a full symphony.It’s calling us all home.We walk together, not alone.There’s a taste like eternityIn all that God has done for me.There is a home before our adoration,As certain as we … Continue reading
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Tagged Adoration, Arrival, Blessed, Certain, Contemplation, Death, Destination, Eternity, Full Symphony, Glory, God, Grave, Happy Story, Heaven, Home, Joy, Lord's Light, Melody, Night, Not Alone, One Breath, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Redemption, Revival, Satan, Stand Together, The Lamb, Theology, Trinity, Us, Walk Together
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The Rise of Cthulhu’s Kingdom
The Rise of Cthulhu’s Kingdomby Michael DoyleI.The world around us is in crisis.Yet it is just as it finds us. Those we call friends try to advise usAbout all the badness they think we need because..Things couldn’t be bad enoughAs … Continue reading
I Am More Than
I Am More Thanby Michael DoyleSomewhere beneath the scratches and dust Is the man who has survived life’s bust.Though sometimes coiled up and hissing,I am well aware of the things I’m missing.I am more than this collection of bones.I know … Continue reading
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Tagged Battered, Belongs, Beneath, Bones, Bruised, Call and Response, Certain, Christianity, Coiled Up, Collection, Comfort, Control, Crawl, Dance, Dust, Every Note, Fail, Faith, Floor, God, Hissing, Home, Human Being, I Am, Jesus, Life, Living Water, Lost, Love, Loving FAther, Man, Missing, More, My Love, No More, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Prevail, Scratcches, Seen, Sing, Sorrow, Soul, Survivor, Test of Time, Testimony, The Lord, Tomorrow, Troubles, Vidtory, Walk Alone
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Thought For the Day: He Is Happiest, Be He King Or Peasant, Who Finds Peace In His Home
“He is happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home.” – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Tagged Happiness, Home, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, King, Peace, Peasant, Thought For the Day
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The World Changes (Waiting On You)
The World Changes (Waiting On You)by Michael DoyleThere’s no doubt about it,Whether we whisper or shout it.It’s always so good to be home,Even when we’re there alone.You share your love among fans and friends,Quietly or loudly until the music ends.You … Continue reading
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Tagged Affection, Alone, Broken Love, Change, Crazy Ways, Desire, Direction, Dissagree, Doubt, End, Faith, Fans and Friends, Feeling, Fire, Free, Good, Grave, Heats of Darkness, Home, Know, Left Standing, Life, Loud, Love, Music, On the Road, Poetry and Poems, Quiet, Reel, Rreason, Sad and Deep, Seasons, Share, Shout, Show, Song, Sorrow, Spotlight, Tomorrow, Too Long, Truth, Wait, Whisper, Wonder, World, Writing
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Thought For the Day: Thousands of Tired, Nerve-Shaken, Over-Civilized People Are Beginning To Find Out That Going To the Mountains Is Going Home; That Wildness Is A Necessity
“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wilderness is a necessity.” – John Muir
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Tagged Home, John Muir, Moutain, Over-Civilized, People, Thought For the Day, Thousads, Wilderness
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And Then Came the Final Fall (For Ozzy)
And Then Came the Final Fall (For Ozzy)by Michael DoyleFacing the music as it begins to playI, in my pulpit of one, begin to pray.Lost within my sense of inconsolable dreams,I take comfort in the prophet’s endless screams.Time went on, … Continue reading
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Tagged Black Sabbath, Blizzard of Oz, Call, Comfort, Crazy Train, Dark Night, Demons, Depression, Extremists, Final Fall, Hell, Hex, Hitching A Ride, Home, Homicidal, Inconsolable Dreams, Mature, Music, Nurture, Ozzy Osbourne, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Pouring Rain, Pray, Prince of Darkness, Prophet, Pulpit, Puzzle, Randy Rhoads, Regret, Shouting At the Devil, Singer, Song, Sreams, Urgency, Vain, Western Dessert
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First Principles: We Must Go Home To Be Happy, and Our Home Is Not In This World. Here We Have Nothing To Do But Our Duty
“We must go home to be happy, and our home is not in this world. Here we have nothing to do but our duty.” – John Jay
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Tagged Duty, First Principles, Happy, Home, John Jay, Nothing, World
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Bob Dylan’s Blues
Bob Dylan’s Bluesby Michael DoyleBob Dylan’s tangle was a lot more than blueIts effect has had a multi-generational hueHis music, writing, and lyrical poetryHas etched its way into the best of historyMost of us take part in shallow walk-on rolesThere … Continue reading
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Tagged Arrival, Bell Tolls, Blessed, Blood On the Tracks, Blues, Bob Dylan, Chimes, Context, Destiny, Electrified, Etch, Folk Reborn, Folk Tradition, Freedom, Heard, History, Home, Lasting Impression, Left Alone, Lives, Lyrical Poetry, Mr. Tambourine Man, Multi-generational Hue, Music, Poetic Expression, Poetry and Poems, Respect, Shallow, Success, Survival, Tangle, Walk-On Role, Worn, Writing
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The DJ Adds the Bassline
The DJ Adds the Basslineby Michael DoyleLay the basics downTo wear the DJ crownDo you feel meThe drip reveals meChurch bells ringIt’s a banger thingAnd you can’t come homeUntil you’re solid as a stoneThe DJ adds the basslineSealing it into … Continue reading
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Tagged Banger, Basics, Bassline, Blackmail, Church Bells, Compel, DJ, Drip, Feel, Home, Poetry and Poems, Pump, Real Time, Said, Sealing It, Solid As A Stone, Tracks, Work In Progress
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