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First Principles: Man, Once Surrendering His Reason, Has No Remaining Guard Against Absurdities the Most Monstrous

“Man, once surrendering his reason, has no remaining guard against absurdities the most monstrous, and like a ship without rudder, is the sport of every wind. With such persons, gullibility, which they call faith, takes the helm from the hand … Continue reading →

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A Desecration

A Desecrationby Michael DoylePolitics take a backseat to the ConstitutionYet some do not like this resolutionBut that doesn’t make it a wrongIt’s the restoration of where law belongsThere is a value that matters to all of lifeWhere we save the … Continue reading →

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Scaling the New Heights of the Dawn Wall

(Scaling the New Heights of the) Dawn Wallby Michael DoyleIn the dawn of winterWe scaled the face of the wallLearning to never pause in winterWe rose above Yosemite’s fallCapturing the dreams of our own storyFinding the way through until the … Continue reading →

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Stirred Up In Recipe

Stirred Up In Recipeby Michael DoyleIt is hard to be ecstaticAbout a man who acts erraticNor is there a thrill in Bernie’s weekendThat gives anyone a reason to pretendThat we have any reason left to be reverentAbout just choosing something … Continue reading →

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First Principles: Man, Once Surrendering His Reason, Has No Remaining Guard Against Absurdities The Most Monstrous

“Man, once surrendering his reason, has no remaining guard against absurdities the most monstrous, and like a ship without rudder, is the sport of every wind. With such persons, gullibility, which they call faith, takes the helm from the hand … Continue reading →

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The Devil Tempts

The Devil Temptsby Michael DoyleThe Devil tempts an overplayed handSomething that even kings understandThere is merit in finding humiliationIt leads us to patience and tolerationEach a step toward our maturationAs we learn to live lives of moderationSomehow…between our grief and … Continue reading →

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Our Everything

Our Everythingby Michael DoyleNot just important, but our everythingOur reason for all and the joy of our beingNo compartmentalizing, but our purposeOur every reason with nothing to presupposeAll things through and of God to loveThis truth we must keep aboveAll … Continue reading →

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Parasitic Pathogens

Parasitic Pathogensby Michael DoyleParasitic pathogensEffect our societyWhether it’s the lunacy Of the politically correctOr the social constructionThat derives from mass anxietyOf tribalistic social identityDiversity, identity, and equityEach seeks allegiance to its ideologyBad ideas escape the laboratoryWe should never surrender to … Continue reading →

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Beneficial Benediction

Beneficial Benedictionby Michael DoyleIt should really come as no surpriseThat when all anyone ever tells is liesTo tell the truth is a revolutionBut it’s beneficial in our evolutionDon’t fear the monsters in your headMake them afraid of you insteadLike figments … Continue reading →

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Cicero Speaks On Becoming Older

Cicero Speaks On Becoming Olderby Michael DoyleLife passes through many a stageUntil calumniating in old ageIt’s a folly to hold this in despiseWe’d be better off to open our eyesCicero offers us his philosopher’s lookIn his writing of many a … Continue reading →

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