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Practiced Denial

Practiced Denialby Michael DoyleWe laugh, we smileWe practice our denialTrying hard to hideFeelings we can’t confideThere are words unspokenLike sharp sticks pokingLeaving wounds that will scarIt all went a bit too farPainted like a clownIt always got me downLike a … Continue reading

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We Were So Certain

We Were So Certainby Michael DoyleIt’s not so funny How things rearrangeIt used to be so sunnyNow everything has changedYou were my Bonnie,And I was your ClydeWas I only dreamingOr along for your rideWe were so certainNow we’re simply hurtingI … Continue reading

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Neon Eye Cage Conclusions

Neon Eye Cage Conclusionsby Michael DoyleIn the heart of the neon eye cage of the cityThe glitz is overdone and isn’t really prettyBut despite the walk-in of unsteady delusionsIt is a happenstance that brings certain conclusionsOne of these is the … Continue reading

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Time and Illusion

Time and Illusionby Michael DoyleWalking through life’s many milesI count my wins by my smilesSome might think I’ve been abusedBut mostly, I stand amusedAll the countless false chargesDesigned by enemies to somehow enlargeThe bad things I’ve sometimes doneIn the end, … Continue reading

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Loving Enough For Two

Loving Enough For Twoby Michael DoyleIt was easy enough to feel slightedAs off in the distance, he sightedEnough to evidence his dreams shatteringAs her coldness set his teeth chatteringHe hadn’t wanted to open up and hear itThat there was a … Continue reading

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Thought for the Day: If You Don’t Love Me, It Does Not Matter, Anyway I Can Love For Both of Us

“If you don’t love me, it does not matter, anyway I can love for both of us.” -Stendhal (Marie-Henri Beyle), novelist (23 Jan 1783-1842)

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Examining the Gifts of Love

Examining the Gifts of Loveby Michael DoyleGod’s love brings tears to our eyesOpened wide, we look, and we recognizeThat all we live comes from God’s loveAs we keep our hearts fixed on God aboveAgape love is the primary emphasisThat takes … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Agape’s Object Is Always the Concrete Individual, Not Some Abstraction Called Humanity

“Agape’s object is always the concrete individual, not some abstraction called humanity. Love of humanity does not surprise you with inconvenient demands. You never find humanity on your doorstep, stinking and begging.” – Peter Kreeft, ‘Love’, in ‘Fundamentals of the … Continue reading

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First Principles: If I Speak In the Tongues of Men Or of Angels, But Do Not Have Love, I Am Only A Resounding Gong or A Clanging Cymbal

“13 If I speak in the tongues[a] of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: You Are Precisely As Big As What You Love and Precisely As Small As What You Allow To Annoy You

“You are precisely as big as what you love and precisely as small as what you allow to annoy you.” – Robert Anton Wilson

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