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First Principles: I Do Not Feel Obliged To Believe That the Same God Who Has Endowed Us With Sense, Reason and Intellect Has Intended Us To Forgo Their Use
“I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use.” – Galileo Galilei, physicist and astronomer (1564-1642)
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Tagged Believe, Endowed, Feel, First Principles, Forgo, Galileo Galilei, Intellect, Intended, Obliged, Reason, Same God, Sense, Use
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In His Blessing
In His Blessingby Michael DoyleKnowing the path of GodAnd finding in it stillnessIn times, it is so oddThere is a thrill in thisWalking from the darkness into lightInto the daylight from the nightWatching every move madeMy strength of faith will … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged All Things, Blessing, Bring, Conceivable, Darkness, Daylight, Declaration, Deliver, Everything, Fade, Faith, Far, Feeling, Find, Firmament, From Below, Gaze, God, Grace, His, Light, Love, Move, Night, Odd, Path, Peace, Photograph, Place, Poem, Poetry, Possible, Power, Presence, Promise, Providence, Refuge, Safe, Seen, Sense, Stars, Stillness, Strength, Surrender, Thrill, Times, True Inspiration, Walk, Watch
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A Birthday Week
A Birthday Weekby Michael DoyleSolid as it is with just a look2020 was a hard one for the history booksBut, as those pages have turnedThere was one thing that I have learnedMy love was born a Libra on her scaleAnd … Continue reading
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Tagged 2020, Agreeable Enough, Birthday, Birthday Week, Celebrate, Celebration, Clarity, Complexity, Connection, Contemplation, Dare, Deny, Easy, Fun, Golden Heart, Great Gift, Hard One, History Books, Insistence, Justice, Learned, Libra, Look, Love, Love of Fashion, Mumble, Need, One, Pages, Passion, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Prevail, Reflect, Relaxation, Request, Scale, Sense, Simplicity, Sincerity, Solid, Speak, Strong Desire, Thing, Turn, Unity, Week, Words
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In the Providence of Seneca
In the Providence of Senecaby Michael DoyleIn the age of ancient tyrannyWhen Rome had lost its libertyEven a good man might compromiseFor the partial good seen in his eyesThough at times, it took its tollTo hide his better angels in … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Absolute, Age, All That Happens, Ancient, Beg For Mercy, Belong, Better Angels, Bind, Blessing, Breath of Life, Code, Complexity, Compromise, Confronted, Correspondence, Creation, Cringe, Death, Destroy, Deviation, Divinity, Done, E, Epistles, Every, Evil, Evil For Evil, Eyes, Face to Face, Facing Adversity, Fast, Felt, Fiddle, Final Analysis, For Good, Full, Garment, God, God Works, Good, Good Man, Good Person, Greater, Grow, Hide, His Creation, Hold True, Just, Kill, Knowing, Liberty, Life, Lost, Mankind, Moral Relativists, Mortal, Name of God, Nation, Natural Law, Nero, No Choice, Nobility, Order, Partial Good, Path, Perfection, Photograph, Play, Poem, Poetry, Pray, Providence, Regardless, Return, Right and Wrong, Right Way, Righteousness, Role, Rom, Rule, Satisfaction, Seam, Self, Seneca, Sense, Setting Sun, Shade, Shadows, Showing, Situational Ethics, Slavery, Socrates, Sonorous, Soul, Strains, Subjugation, Test of Evil, Testimony, Thoughts, Time, Times, Toll, Traces, Tyranny, Understood, Universe
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Thought For the Day: The Greatest Gift A Parent Can Give A Child Is Unconditional Love
“The greatest gift a parent can give a child is unconditional love. As a child wanders and strays, finding his bearings, he needs a sense of absolute love from a parent. There’s nothing wrong with tough love, as long as … Continue reading
