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First Principles: The Right To Discuss Freely and Openly…All Political Questions…Is A Right So Clear and Certain…That Without It We Must Fall Into Despotism
“The right to discuss freely and openly, by speech, by the pen, by the press, all political questions, and to examine the animadvert upon all political institutions is a right so clear and certain, so interwoven with our other liberties, … Continue reading
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Tagged All Political Questosn, Anarchy, Despotism, Dscuss, First Principles, ight, Liiberty, Pen, Press, Right, Speech, Wlliam C. Bryant
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Jagged Edges
Jagged Edgesby Michael Doyle Her jagged edges blur into curves.The way she moves is smooth to my nerves.I like the way I find that her flow hits me.She’s a beautiful disaster that maybe gets me. She says every scar has … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Beautiful Disaster, Chapter, Choices, Contentment, Control, Crash and Burn, Curves, esire, Eyes, Fire, Flow, Girl, Heart, Human Being, Imperfection, Jagged Edges, Love, Love and Rage, Menaing, Move, Neglect, Nerves, One Kiss, Page, Pen, Plausible, Plot, Poetry and Poems, Possible, Puzzle, Respect, Scar, Smooth, Soul, Story, Trick, Write
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A Thinking Plague
A Thinking Plagueby Michael DoylePeeped at through the window my mind’s eyeIt seems to philosophize is to learn to dieThere is to every life an adversary named deathOne that we must fight until our last breathFruitful in our play had … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Adversary, Analysis, Approach, Approximation, Brings, Composition, Conversation, Death, Destination, Detachment, Die, Dreams, Forgot, Hume, Last Breath, Life, Long Road, Meant, Measure, Middle Ground, Obfuscation, Paralysis, Parchment, Pen, Philosophy, Plague, Poetry and Poems, Quest, Reproach, Sinners and Saints, Society, Tale, Taught, Think, Thinking, Tomorrow, Treasure, Window
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Self Awareness Penned In Resurrection
Self Awareness Penned In Resurrectionby Michael DoyleA dull cubicle’s existence jabsLeaving the feel of bruising hopelessnessPondering the future’s uncertaintyLife’s lemons squeezed with a twist of darknessIt’s an endlessly looped sense of stuckTrapped inside a mental simulationWith crushing inertia’s dominant luckSetting … Continue reading
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Tagged Adoration, Backward, Bliss, Charm, Chemistry, Clickbait, Corporate World, Creativitiy, Cubicle, Cynicism, Darnkness, Disarm, Distraction, Emotional Hooks, Exhaustion, Existence, Foundation, Free Agency, Hoplessness, Inertia, Intense, Introspection, Legacy, Looped, Lore, Mental Simulation, Millennials, Pen, Philosophy, Poetry and Poems, Pretenses, Provocative, Reboot Culture, Resurrection, Savagery, Self Awareness, Sentimental, Slate, Stain, Stake, Torment, Treadmill, True Affection, Uncertainty, Unending Din
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Thought For the Day: For All Sad Words of Tongue and Pen, the Saddest Are These, ‘It Might Have Been’
“For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, ‘It might have been’.” – John Greenleaf Whittier, poet (17 Dec 1807-1892)
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Tagged All, It Might Have Been, John Greenleaf Whittier, Pen, Sad, Saddest, Thought For the Day, Tongue, Words
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What’s In A Poem But Words
What’s In A Poem But Wordsby Michael DoyleWhat’s in a poem but words you sayThey can be written in many a wayAll it takes is the heart behind the thoughtsAnd to feel the flow of the shoulds and oughtsWhen you … Continue reading
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Tagged Come Out, Courage, Deep Inside, Deepest Time, Elixir, Expression, Feeling Kind, Felt, Flow, Heaps, Heard, Heart, Heart Melt, Impression, Keyboard, Let It Out, Look Back In Time, Magic Potiions, Met You, Motion, My Heart, Oughts, Pen, Poem, Poetic Leaps, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Revealed, Rhyme, Same Way, Shout, Sing, Stilled, Thoughts, Whisper, Words, Write, Written
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Thought For the Day: For All Sad Words of Tongue and Pen, the Saddest Are These, “It Might Have Been”
“For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, ‘It might have been’.” – John Greenleaf Whittier, poet (17 Dec 1807-1892)
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged All, It Might Have Been, John Greenleaf Whittier, Pen, Sad, Saddest Are These, Thought For the Day, Tongue, Words
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Thought For the Day: One Child, One Teacher, One Book and One Pen Can Change the World
“One child, one teacher, one book and one pen can change the world.” – Malala Yousafzai
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Tagged Book, Change, Child, Malala Yousafzai, One, Pen, Teacher, World
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