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Thought For the Day: The Difference Between False Memories and True Ones Is the Same As For Jewels: It Is Always the False Ones That Look the Most Real, The Most Brilliant

“The difference between false memories and true ones is the same as for jewels: it is always the false ones that look the most real, the most brilliant.” -Salvador Dali, painter (11 May 1904-1989)

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As If Nothing Else Matters

As If Nothing Else Mattersby Michael DoyleHow do you protect Russian speakersBy bombing them into oblivion?Mix up that experiment in your beakerYou say you’re doing this as a guardian?Returning to the homeland of the RusWhile treating the natives as if … Continue reading

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Learning To Not Be Anxious

Learning To Not Be Anxiousby Michael DoyleTossing and turning without sleepFilled with thoughts that won’t keepThis world is filled with complexityEnough to fill our hearts with anxietyThe restlessness of what we must endureFor all these trepidations there is a cureThere … Continue reading

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Waking From Lies

Waking From Liesby Michael DoyleThe life before usSeen as if waking from liesMaybe it never wasWe awake with opened eyesDanger stands on either sideWhile we choose our confessionWe can fake that it stops at wounded prideOr press forward despite our … Continue reading

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Birds Aren’t Real

Birds Aren’t Realby Michael DoyleSpoken with a sense of zealIs the thought, “Birds Aren’t Real”Youth joins together to upendA disturbing sort of the worse trendIn an age of misinformationGen Z links arms across the nationEngaged in a case of absurdismWith … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Real Index of Civilization Is When People Are Kinder Than They Need To be

“The real index of civilization is when people are kinder than they need to be.”-Louis de Bernieres, novelist (b. 8 Dec 1954)

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This Thanksgiving 2021

This Thanksgiving 2021by Michael DoyleLate last night I was thinking on..The furthest star’s even furthest moonUntil I was dreaming of a once uponFairytale feeling that was needed soonFor two years, the world has sufferedThrough the scourge of viral pestilenceWith reasons … Continue reading

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The Clock Keeps Ticking

The Clock Keeps Tickingby Michael DoyleFrom that pristine sense of momentWhen we come out of the wombThe clock starts tickingWith all its joy and tormentWe become the life in the roomMaking things happen through our kickingIt is in building the … Continue reading

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Discernment Revisited

Discernment Revisitedby Michael DoyleI guess that’s the dealLetting Jesus take the wheelLike the wisdom of Solomon’s sealIt is what keeps it realGoing deep into the ScriptureWe find the things of GodSurrendering in devotion to ScriptureWe recommit to the ways of … Continue reading

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Reflections On Dorian Gray, Pt VIII: Reality’s Seams

Reflections On Dorian Gray, Pt VIII: Reality’s Seamsby Michael DoyleThere on that snow fallen black of nightIn an alley filled with guilt’s blightDorian fears the tell of tongue wagged taleThat pursues him to the gates of HellThere are dreadful things … Continue reading

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