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Making Moments Memories

Making Moments Memoriesby Michael DoyleIt’s the momentsNot selfies that we needIn these times that aren’t contentBut from these, we can be freedLike mental orgasmsCrept up on with enthusiasmNot the dull day of egoThat add up to practically zeroOne photo after … Continue reading

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Well-Tempered Clavier Played In Discord

Well-Tempered Clavier Played In Discordby Michael DoyleThe disappointmentWas of an inevitabilityAfter all, to err is humanity’s Greatest capabilityVery few are hard wiredInto our grand designWe don’t stand a prayerIn the face of the divineEven the hand of the creatorIs open … Continue reading

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Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part III

Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part IIIby Michael DoyleThere’s one word left to sayOne hope left yet to prayThere’s no need to second guessIt all comes down to unlessUnless we have faith of a mustard seedUnless we listen to … Continue reading

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Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax

Dedicated To A Half Remembered Loraxby Michael DoyleHats off to Betty WhiteWho although not always rightDid voice for the Sneedville treesAnd against polluting factoriesThere’s something for the glitz that’s not forgotThe importance of trees over parking lotsBeauty there is to … Continue reading

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There’s Maybe Nothing Better

There’s Maybe Nothing Betterby Michael DoyleThere is maybe nothingThat could be any betterHowever bright or gloomyThe day has turned the weatherThan spending this Sunday afternoonWatching dreams with my daughtersHearts overflowing with joy soonWatching Rudolph with their fatherThere’s nothing like a … Continue reading

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First Principles: No Government, Any More Than An Individual, Will Long Be Respected Without Being Truly Respectable; Nor Be Truly Respectable, Without Possessing A Certain Portion of Order and Stability

“No government, any more than an individual, will long be respected without being truly respectable; nor be truly respectable, without possessing a certain portion of order and stability.” – Alexander Hamilton and James Madison, Federalist No. 62, 1788

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Thought For the Day: All Great Human Deeds Both Consume and Transform Their Doers

“All great human deeds both consume and transform their doers. Consider an athlete, or a scientist, or an artist, or an independent business creator. In the service of their goals they lay down time and energy and many other choices … Continue reading

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Dangers Lurk In the Seams

Dangers Lurk In the Seamsby Michael DoyleIn the hidden crevices of your dreamsThere are dangers lurking in the seamsThree, four, better lock up that doorThe boogie man is coming back for moreFive, six, he has a bag of tricksWhere evil … Continue reading

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Inconvenience Into Resemblance

Inconvenience Into Resemblanceby Michael DoyleCasting aside the inconvenienceLooking instead for the resemblanceIs he your bother or a brother?What happened to loving one another?Red letter moments meant to teach usEach word said in try to reach usPassages that speak to heartachesMeant … Continue reading

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