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In the Face of Your Holiness

In the Face of Your Holinessby Michael DoyleIn the face of your holinessI acknowledge my sinKnowing your faithfulness and depending on thisRolling like a stone from tomb againAll of my burdens, you carryIn the reliance that you will not varyIn … Continue reading

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The End of Everything

The End of Everythingby Michael DoyleBeware of a woman’s scornAnd the wrath that followsYou’ll find more than halo tornWhen descending into those hollowsCrippling revenge bring no justiceEuripides puts tragedy into practiceFinding that stronger than a lover’s loveThere are wounds incurable … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Price of Freedom of Religion Or of Speech Or of the Press Is That We Must Put Up With, and Even Pay For, A Good Deal of Rubbish

“The price of freedom of religion or of speech or of the press is that we must put up with, and even pay for, a good deal of rubbish.” – Robert H. Jackson, US Supreme Court justice (13 Feb 1892-1954)

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First Principles: Do You Not Know That Your Bodies Are Temples of the Holy Spirit, Who Is In You…?

“Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies.” … Continue reading

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A Republic To Be Kept

A Republic To Be Keptby Michael DoyleStart then as it were with a nameWhat we will call out as informationThen like chess parts to the gameWe provide definition in affirmationWhat does this take in its inflectionTo voice what it is … Continue reading

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On Immersion

On Immersionby Michael DoyleBaptism is the symbolic immersionTo speak to the joy of conversionThis the way forward in progressionWashing away our sins and perversionsSin entered the world through the treeThe knowledge of good and evil spoken to you and meBringing … Continue reading

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Resolution Brings Harmony

Resolution Brings Harmonyby Michael DoyleTaking a look at the beatitudesTaking each moment given in gratitudeGod blesses the peacemakers as God’s familyNot avoiding or appearing overly sweetlyPeace at any given price is not peaceNor is it conflict’s sweet releaseIt is isn’t … Continue reading

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Thoughts On Dorian Gray, Part II

Thoughts On Dorian Gray, Part II, III and IVby Michael DoyleII.Conjuring tales and hallucinationServe up as the Devil’s illustrationIt’s a triumph of base deceitQuietly play on a foggy London streetToo many things are better left unsaidWhere this an extraordinary sense … Continue reading

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Thoughts On Dorian Gray

Thoughts On Dorian Grayby Michael DoyleTextured as it is in prescienceAre those things outside of scienceAmong these is the legend of Dorian GrayOf which there is much yet to sayImages that stick through flesh like a knifeSliced cleanly through the … Continue reading

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Somehow Clinging

Somehow Clinging by Michael Doyle Slipped halfway down The edge of the rabbit hole The Cheshire Cat in his crown Ripped apart his soul Seeking to find a path through To the center of the maze Somewhere between half to … Continue reading

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