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Between the Uncomfortable Truths
Between the Uncomfortable Truthsby Michael DoyleIn the uncomfortable truths there were connectionsNothing compared to her open, honest reflectionsOn those things often very difficult to sayShe never paid much mind to bringing controversy to the dayPerhaps it is that she truly … Continue reading →
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Tagged Ahead of Her Time, Another Day, Approximation, Artistry, Attempt, Bardo, Bardo of Experienced True Reality, Between, Between Death and Rebirth, Bi-Polar Disorder, Bled, Bound, Brought Down Slow, Caged, Candle, Child, Circumspection, Clear Light, Come, Compassion and Wisdom, Concealed, Connection, Controversy, Conversations, Corridor, Cosmic Liberation, Cross, Culpable, Death, Death Closes In, Defiled, Deities, Devastation, Different Orders, Difficult To Say, Dimensions, Drawn Back, Duality, Earth, Edges, Entirely Undone, Express, Extinction of Illussion, Fateful Day, Fearlessness, Fine Romance, Fleeting Mometns, Forgot, God's Kingdom, Guide, Honest, Honesty, Increments, Karmic Hazard, Last Breath, Liberation, Life, Lived Undead, Lose, Losses, Love Transcended, Maya's Veils, Morality, Multiple Forms, Mystical Union, Nothing Compared, One's Breath, Open, Paid, Parent, Peace, Peaceful, Place of Healing, Poetry and Poems, Post-Conventional, Prior, Properly Alive, Properly Dead, Realities, Reality, Reflections, Regained, Regret, Rememberings, Remorse, Restratined, Said It Best, Sinead O'Connor, Slide, Sorrow, Soul Revealing, Soulmate, Spiritual Borders, Spiritually Capable, Starry Firmament, Stone, Success, Surprising, Suspended, Tomorrow, Truly Hearing, Truths, Tweet, Twilight Language, Uncertain Circumstance, Uncomfortable, Understanding, Unholy Feeling, Up-Ended, Voice, Walk, Walk the Line, Wisdom, Words, Words of Love, World's Loss, World's Soul, Wrathful, Yab-Yum
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God From Machine
We live in interestingly troubled times. God From Machine by Michael Doyle In the spiraled stairs leading to the future Is a universal fate we must embrace and nurture Asking who is worthy to be given and receive The truth … Continue reading →
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Tagged Alive, Ambition, Answer, Blind, Born Again, Call, Choked Out, Cling, Coax, Connectivity, Cure, Deceive, Dismay, Dream, Drive, Elephant, Embrace, Eternity, Fall, False Hope, Fate, Future, Generation, Give, God, Gravity, Heal, Heed, Human, Humanity, Hurting, Infinite, Infinity, Last, Light, Lost, Machine, Master, Metaphor, Night, Nurture, Old, One Way Ticket, Pandora, Paradise Lost, Past, Photograph, Pi, Poem, Poetry, Poor, Post Modern, Pull, Pure, React, Recall, Receive, Regained, Reply, Risen, Spiral, Square Root, Step Back, Strong, Super Fluid, Times, Tragic, Treason, Trouble, Truth, Wealthy, Whore, Will, Worthy, Wrong
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