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Eudaimonia
Eudaimoniaby Michael DoyleAs a matter of virtue and philosophical inquiryAristotle unveiled many a treasured mysterySetting eudaimonia as the telos of human lifeTranslated toward peace and against strifeInvestigations into the dream of pure reasonTurning the colors of each passing seasonThe functionality … Continue reading
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Tagged Active Life, Aristotle, Believe, Busily Being, Colors, Complicated, Conceive, Conscience, Dealt, Dedicated, Deep Meaning, Detail, Discern, Dream, Dreams, End In Itself, Ethical Aims, Eudaimonia, Felt, Fleeting, Flourishing, Four Causes, Functionality, Gist, Grace, Greeting, Grown, Happiness, Honor, Human Bengs, Human Life, Investigation, Knowledge, Learn, Least Regret, Life Well Lived, Live Well, Lyceum, Means To the Ends, Measured In Moments, Measured In Reasons, Momentary Joy, Museum, Mystery, Nourish, Pass, Passing of Years, Passing Season, Path Forward, Peace, Philosophical Inquiry, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Politics, Processes, Pure Reason, Right Conditions, Science, Self-Contained, Shelf, Spirtuality, Streets, Strife, Student, Tears, Telos, Temporary, Translated, Treasure, Truth, Veracity, Virtue, Walking Lectures, Window's Ledge, Wisdom
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New Paths Shown
New Paths Shownby Michael DoyleWorking hard for changes that we needThe kernels of thought plant the seedArtificial interface brings us to zeroEngineers solving for real play the heroesBe it carbon free concrete or green steelThe same names bring a renewed … Continue reading
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Tagged Answers, Artificial Interface, Better Place, Better Tomorrows, Bravely Go, Carbon Free, Changes, Changes Needed, Concrete, Concrete Sturdy, Dreams, Economies of Scale, Engineers, Green Steel, Grow, Heroes, Human Race, Humanity's New Tale, Kernels of Thought, Know, Known, Laboratory, Learn, Mapping Out, Need, Needs, New Paths, Only Real Way, Poetry and Poems, Population, Rely, Renewed Feel, Seed, Shown, Solve, Some Regret, Steel Beams, Streets, Turn This Around, Understood, Workable, Working Hard, Yesterdays, Yet, Zero
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We’ll Burn Our Memory
We’ll Burn Our Memoryby Michael DoyleThere is nothing more humanThen knowing that you are brokenAs time slips by as it canAnd words meander or are unspokenTime is fleeting and not to squanderLet me entreat you to spend yours wellThere are … Continue reading
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Tagged Armor, Ashes, Battle, Better Senses, Broken, Burn, Carry, Choices, Cracks, Dance, Defeat, Difference, Eyes, Fast, Fire, Fleeting, Forget, Hope, Human, Inner Essence, Inner Light, Inner Voice, Know, Life, Limits, Love, Memory, Nothing, One Last Time, Past, Paths, Poetry and Poems, Promise, Regret, Right, Shine, Skies, Spell, Squander, Streets, Time Slips By, Tomorrow, Unexplored, Unspoken, Victory, Wish, Won, Words Meander
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Lessons From Life’s Jungles
There are laws that are met in all jungles be these forested or concrete. The two most vital are survival and truth. Lessons From Life’s Jungles by Michael Doyle The jungle has two laws Survival and truth There is no … Continue reading
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Tagged Always, Ample, Anger, Be Fair, Belongs, Best, Best Lessons, Best of Life, Bitterness, Change, Choices, Close To Shore, Concrete, Danger, Each Person and Thing, Earned, Escape Clause, Eyes Forward, Fate, Firm, Forest, Forget, Fortune, Humor, Ignore, Jaws, Jungle, Jungle's Laws, Jungles, Last, Learn, Learned, Less, Lesson, Lessons, Lies, Life, Life's Lessons, Live Life, Lwas, Moments, Monkey, Must, Narrow, Not Learned, Ones, Opportunities, Particular, Parts Unknown, Past, Path Taken, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Room, Self, Shelf, Somewhere, Start, Straight As An Arrow, Streets, Strong, Surprise, Survival, Taught By Example, Too Late, Trust, Truth, Tumor, Us, Vital, Want, What's In Store, Youth
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The Woke Wake Up
There are just ways to advocate against injustice. There are ways that make moving for justice anything but that. Now as these predators are being identified by their own online postings, they curl up into fetal position decrying how unfair … Continue reading
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Tagged Acquisitive, Act Just, Advocate, Afraid, All Life Is Sacred, Ambition, American Dream, Another, Arrogant, Avoid Seeing, Basic Right, Be Merciful, Beg Indulgence, Better Self, Better World, Black Hoodie, Broke, Bungle, Burn, Civil Rights, Contribution, Death Culture, Decry, Degreed, Discussion, Divestment, Eat Their Own, Evidence, Fetal, Fetal Position, Fight, Firebombs, Forbearance, Foresight, Fragility, Free Pass, Fruits of Labor, Ghosts, Godless, Ideal, Ignorance, Immortality, Injustice, Inquisitive, Jail, Just Revolution, Justice, Less, Life, Meaning, Media Jungle, Mirror, Morally Broken, Move Foward, No Man, Online, Online Posts, Our Times, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Poorly Educated, Predators, Prevail, Profanity, Protect, Quest, Radicals, Reason, Revolution, Riot, Rock, Rubbish, Ruin, Self Signified, Shock Troops, Society, Speak, Spray Paint, Stab, Stall, Streets, Strife, Think, Tick Tock, Trash Talkers, Truth, Undoing, Unfair, Unfairness, Wake Up, Weak, Woke, Worse Saint, Worthy Investment, Wrong
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Streets Ahead
Life is a confined period of time. Who knows truly what’s next. Even if you believe in the God of the Bible, you find that there is disagreement as to how after life happens. With this in mind, I thought … Continue reading
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Tagged Ahead, Cool, Doorway, Humor, Learn, Life, Me, Moment, Next, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Precious, Precisely, Reach, Say, School, Sense, She, Smile, Something Said, Stood, Streets, Supply and Demand, Teach, Think, Time, Truth, Understand, Universal, Waste, Wise, Wisely
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Knock, Knock, Knocking
Watched a movie about some rockers that I kinda came up with in the world. This came from that…. Knock, Knock, Knocking by Michael Romani Pulsating beat Keeps knock, knock, knocking Out on the streets We keep rock, rock, rocking … Continue reading
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Tagged Chase GhostBurn, Cut, Dead, Fast, Feel, Gas, Head, Heal, Heart, Hurt, Kicks, Knock, Licks, Liquor, Note, Photograph, Play, Poem, Poetry, Pulsate, Rock, Serenade, Shink Kicker, Steal, Streets, Switchblade, Thrill, White Hot
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Flying Solo
Since mankind began, there has been the hero’s journey. A man starts with just his dreams and builds his world or fails. Those with heart prevail. That then is the trick to this tale. Flying Solo by Michael Romani Long … Continue reading
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Tagged Arrive, Band of Thieves, Company, Conquer, Crime, Day, Determine, Dice, Dignity, Dream, Easy, Escape, Every, Family, Fight, Fly, Free, Freedom, Hero's Journey, Joyride, Key, Kinship, Knees, Man, Might, Night, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Power Chord, Prevail, Promise, Rebel, Resist, Sight, Solo, Some, Soul, Stars, Steady, Streets, Survival, Syndicate, Tale, Tight, Trick, Will To Survive
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Streets Made of Marmalade
A truly wonderful story for children of all ages. This is my small tribute to a tale that I probably love more than I should. Streets Made of Marmalade by Michael Romani Rather small Rather sneezy As you’ll recall It’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Bear, Chance, Dance, Dream, Easy, Family, Far, Fate, Fond, Friends, Fur, Further, Glory, Heaven, Home, London, Look, Love, Marmalade, Memory, Paddington Bear, Poem, Poetry, Recall, Rolling Skates, Scrapbook, Small, Sneeze, Somewhere, Square, Star, Story, Streets, Wish
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The Fury Gone
Watching a show about something altogether different, this poem just sort of popped itself out of back of my cranium… The Fury Gone by Michael Romani She was nervous, afraid to ask it About how the Triad wars Had very … Continue reading
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