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Before the Ever
Before the Everby Michael DoyleBefore the ever of neverThat thought itself cleverIs the cosmic perspectiveThat proclaimed itself reflectiveA messenger from the starsHigh above the skyscrapers and carsIt not to be too irreverentTo say that the world looks differentNow that we … Continue reading
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Tagged Before, Clever, Confusion, Cosmic Perspective, Different, Ever, Fascination, Former, Greater Truth, Human Beings, Illusion, Irreverent, Messenger, Nations, One Tribe, Paleolithic Isolation, Poetry and Poems, Quiet, Redefinition, Reflective, Seen, Skyscrapers
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Ungrateful
Ungratefulby Michael DoyleThere is in core functionalityAn awakened and new sense of realityIt’s another bit from our biologyThat we’re given over to our technologyWe all have our half-hidden flawsDecidedly difficult as nature’s lawsThat breaking our loops is difficultAnd when we … Continue reading
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Tagged Awakened, Biology, Broken Keys, Confusion, Core Functionality, Crooked Notes, Expore, Flaws, Free, God, Humanity, Illusion, Indiscretion, Law, Learn, Loop, Nature, Pain, Please, Poetry and Poems, Possibility, Progression, Reality, Revolt, Selfishness, Stop, Suffer, System, Technology, Thankful, True, Twisted, Ungrateful, View, Vision
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Thought For the Day: A Great Deal of Intelligence Can Be Invested In Ignorance When the Need for Illusion Is Deep
“A great deal of intelligence can be invested in ignorance when the need for illusion is deep.” – Saul Bellow, writer, Nobel laureate (10 Jun 1915-2005
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Tagged Deep, Ignorance, Illusion, Intelligence, Invest, Need, Saul Bellow, Thought For the Day
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First Principles: There Can Be No Greater Error Than To Expect, or Calculate Upon Real Favors From Nation To Nation
“There can be no greater error than to expect, or calculate upon real favours from Nation to Nation. ‘Tis an illusion which experience must cure, which a just pride ought to discard.” – George Washington (1796)
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Tagged Calculate, Cure, Discard, Error, Expect, Experience, Favor, First Principles, George Washington, Great, Illusion, Nation, Pride
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Standing Against Gender Identity Ideology
Standing Against Gender Identity Ideologyby Michael DoyleI.Warnings from the churchRight the bell of genderAn articulated realityOr a decision capriciously madeAre women to have rightsOr does post-modernist MarxismErase these differences based on secrecyPropelled into an intercultural revolutionFracture of family and identityQuestions … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Account, Alienate, Anti-Realist, Art, Articulated Reality, Articulation, Basis, Bell, Best of Minds, Blurring of Lines, Bodies, Body, Capricious, Chameleon, Christmas Address, Church, Compass, Concepts, Concerns, Conditions, Confuse, Confused, Construct, Contentions, Creation, Culture, Decision, Deep Thinking, Define, Defined Within Reality, Defining Line, Dehumanizing, Destroy, Development, Differences, Digital Age, Disassociation, Discursive, Disembodied World, Distinct Differences, Distinguish, Diversion, Each Sex, Entrenchment, Exception, Expressed, Facades, Fall Back, Family, Fiction, First Called, Flesh, Fracture, Fracturing the Law, Freedom, Fullness of Functionality, Fundamental Source, Gameable, Gender Dysphoria, Gender Identity, Gender Identity Ideology, Genesis, Gift From God, Gifts, Gingerbread, Gnostic Essentialism, Gnostic Temptation, God and Nature, Harm, Heart, Heresy, Historical Moments, Holiness, Holy Sacrament, Humanity, Hydra, Identity, Illusion, Immersed, Impulse, In God's Image, Individuals, Insist, Intention, Inter-Sex, Intercultural Revolution, Isolation, Journey, Language, Legal Protections, Life, Long Way, Male and Female, Malleable Identity, Man, Marxism, Meaningless, Mind, Modern Myths, Natural Form, Open Con, Performance, Physical World, Poetry and Poems, Political Football, Post-Modernist, Post-Structualism, Potential, Pragmaticism, Problematic, Projection, Purpose, Question, Rampant, Reborn, Rights, Screen, Secrecy, Self-Definition, Separate, Sex Theology, Shift, Society of Contradictions, Source, Spiritual, Standing, Subversion, Suspiciion, Systems, Tear, Technology, Temporal Utility, Texture, Trans-Humanism, True Categories, True Story, Truth, Unicorns, Unity, Uprooting, Vulnerable, War, Warnings, Within A Sex, Woman's Space, Women, Worlds Apart, Wrong Paths
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She Says…
She Says…by Michael DoyleAll the ugly truthsThat have tried to push her backHave tripped her up, since her youthUntil grace gave her all she might lackThoughts of how abundance increasesGave her the hope to move on pastIn her story filled … Continue reading
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Tagged Abudance, Admit, Back, Bad Choices, Brave, Broken Pieces, Claim, Confusion, Control, Faith, Glory, God, Gold, Good Man, Grace, Heart, Hell, Her Love, Honest Soul, Hope, Illusion, Life, Lights Up, Love, Need, Pain, Past, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Push, Rain, Sad, Scar, She Says, Shine, Smile, Sometimes, Soul, Stars, Still Small Voice, Story, Tale, Tears, Tell, Trick, Tripped, Trust, Ugly Truths, Unafraid, Victory, Voices, Walked, Youth
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Until Humanity is Gone
Until Humanity Is Goneby Michael DoyleThese parasites came to bring decayDestroying the vestiges of yesterdayThey prey on the last of our humanityKilling in waves depleting our societyMaking it impossible to be withstoodSetting fire to our planet and its woodsRats, insects … Continue reading
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Tagged Adapt or Die, Anger, Apocalyptic, Appetite, Arrival, Bluff, Children, Confusion, Cost, Crush, Darkness, Dead, Decay, Desire, Destruction, Enemy, Exist, Fight, Fire, Flame, Forward, Gone, Hope, Humanity, Illusion, Impossible, Jester, Kill, Line, Night, Onward, Pain, Parasite, Path, Pestilence, Planet, Poetry and Poem, Possible, Prey, Reprive, Resilience, Right, Salvation, Scavage, Sear, Siege, Sight, Sky, Society, Sorrow, Soul, Struggle, Survival, Survive, Thread, Tide, Tomorrow, Vestiges, Yesterday
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Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cards
Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cardsby Michael DoyleMaybe it seems insistentTo be so persistentIn finding time an illusionWhile we all seek our absolutionOur veins beg for transfusionCued as it were by life’s confusionDespite being a fancy dancerAnd at moments, a romancerWe all … Continue reading
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Tagged Absolution, Agonized, Alarm, All of My Life, All That Is Left, Alone, Astride, Bring Any Good, Cancer, Cards, Charm, Chase Dreams, Cheap, Clearly, Confusion, Consigned, Cued, Days, Dime, Dirty Faces, Disarm, Easy, Endure, Fancy Dancer, Farms, Fate, Feeling, Find the Savior Last, Follow the Sun, Found the Cure, Future's Past, Grime, Hearts and Minds, Here We Are, Hold Tight, Illusion, In Our Heads, Inner Treason, Insistent, Its Confusion, Long Forgotten, Loved Or Love, Matter, Merciful, Moments, Mothers, Na/GloPoWriMo, Necromancer, Never Knowing, New, One More Time, Payphones, Persistent, Played Cards, Poetry and Poems, Proven Up, Quaint, Quietly, Reason, Remembered Sorrow, Rhyme, Rise Again, Romancer, Short, Silence, Sing, Somehow more, Something to Live For, Sound Out, Speak To Our Dead, Staring, Studied, Succumb, Talk, Them, Thoughts, Time, Tombstones, Tomorrow, Transfusion, Unpunished Crime, Utter, Veins, Verbal, We Might Find, What Have I done, What Would We Give, Wishes, Wishing, Worst Illusion, Yearly
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