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First Principles: Facts Are Stubborn Things
“Facts are stubborn things; and whatever may be our wishes, our inclination, or the dictates of our passions, they cannot alter the state of facts and evidence.” – John Adams (1770)
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Tagged Alter, Dicatates, Evidence, Fact, Facts, First Principles, Inclinations, John Adams, Law, Passions, Stable, State of Facts, Stubborn Things, Whatever, Wishes
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There Is A Dream
There Is A Dreamby Michael DoyleThere is a dreamInside our reflectionA silent sort of screamThat escapes the world’s detectionA world that no one else can seeIn an answer in search of questionsThat we won’t ask in possibilityA mirrored echo of … Continue reading
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Tagged Answer, Believer, Better, Build, Choice, Defiance, Destination, Detection, Dignify, Dream, Echo, Escape, Form, Found, Ground, Grow, Hearts, Hesitation, Investigation, Keep, Minds, Mirror, Mysteries, Open, Poetry and Poems, Possibility, Power, Question, Reach Beyond, Reality, Reflection, Render, Revealed, Roads, Scream, See, Selves, Silent, Singular, Splendor, Tether, Tomorrow, Trap, Travel, Truth, Unaware, Unravel, Voice, Wishes, World
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First Principles: Facts Are Stubborn Things
“Facts are stubborn things; and whatever may be our wishes, our inclination, or the dictates of our passions, they cannot alter the state of facts and evidence.” – John Adams (1770)
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Tagged Alter, Dictates, Evidence, Facts, First Principles, Inclination, John Adams, Passion, Stubbon, Wishes
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A Brodsky View of the Pandemic
A Brodsky View of the Pandemicby Michael DoyleShow trial advances without stayCharges pressed without any delayThe time arrives to dispense all playIn a fluke filled with fearsCame the nice as if to cheersThat would repeat themselves through yearsQuickly then comes … Continue reading
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Tagged Affect, Battlefields, Beliefs, Bliss, Brodsky, Broken Out, Cast, Charges, Cheers, Citizens, Clue, Conscience, Consequences, Crisis, Crowned Head, Crush, Curtains, Delay, Duty, Errors, Experts, Eyes, Fact, Fears, Flail, Flu, Fluke, Freedom, Freedom and Liberty, Full Sail, Happiness, History, Horizon, Ignorance, Inner Cells, Judgment, Known, Labs, Last Act, Liberty, Looking Back, Marble, Masst, Mean, My Life, Not Forget, Pandemic, Paradise, Past, Play, Poet, Poetry and Poems, Politician, Prescience, Present, Prevail, Pride, Pseudo-Science, Repeat, Revealed, Sad, Sails, Shots, Show Trial, State of Freedom, Step On, Tarnish, Time, Truth, Wishes, Years
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Thinking On Department Store Santas
Thinking On Department Store Santasby Michael DoyleOver fifty-itis hits us allAs the world changes from what we recallEven the jolly old man is to be fearedAt least as he spends the rest of his yearRed suited and well shoed in … Continue reading
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Tagged Black Boots, Cahoots, Choice, Department Store, Destination, Devastation, Distinction, Dominoes, Dreams Live, Ensnare, Every Year, Eyes, Fifty-itis, Flow, Good and Bad, Happy and Sad, Heart of Santa, Jolly, Kids, Love, Make the Time, Negativity, North Pole, Patient, Poetry and Poems, Portray, Purest Love, Real Life, Recall, Red Suit, Rendition, Santa, Stuff of Dreams, Surprise, Temper, Think, Touched Lives, Tradition, Transformation, Treat, True Heart, Wishes, World Changes, Year, Yearly Voice
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Reflections on Dorian Gray, Pt. IX: Released From This Evil
Reflections on Dorian Gray, Pt IX: Released From this Evilby Michael DoyleA chain smoked cigar puffed on to make amendsBetween two estranged who had once been friendsTo be young again and to set sail into the dawnUntil one realizes it … Continue reading
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Tagged Amend, Attic, Bleed, Breath, Cage, Cardinal Sins, Cigar, Clutch, Crimson, Dawn, Days, Death, Devil, Devotion, Discipline, Dorian Gray, Emotions, Enslavement, Evill, Freedom, Friends, God, Gothic, Hellfire, His Evil, Oath, Old Friend, Poetry and Poems, Portrait, Practice, Preach, Rage, Reflections, Release, Released, Sloth, Tears, Toys, Tragic, Transform, Wishes
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Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cards
Na/GloPoWriMo #15: Played Cardsby Michael DoyleMaybe it seems insistentTo be so persistentIn finding time an illusionWhile we all seek our absolutionOur veins beg for transfusionCued as it were by life’s confusionDespite being a fancy dancerAnd at moments, a romancerWe all … Continue reading
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Tagged Absolution, Agonized, Alarm, All of My Life, All That Is Left, Alone, Astride, Bring Any Good, Cancer, Cards, Charm, Chase Dreams, Cheap, Clearly, Confusion, Consigned, Cued, Days, Dime, Dirty Faces, Disarm, Easy, Endure, Fancy Dancer, Farms, Fate, Feeling, Find the Savior Last, Follow the Sun, Found the Cure, Future's Past, Grime, Hearts and Minds, Here We Are, Hold Tight, Illusion, In Our Heads, Inner Treason, Insistent, Its Confusion, Long Forgotten, Loved Or Love, Matter, Merciful, Moments, Mothers, Na/GloPoWriMo, Necromancer, Never Knowing, New, One More Time, Payphones, Persistent, Played Cards, Poetry and Poems, Proven Up, Quaint, Quietly, Reason, Remembered Sorrow, Rhyme, Rise Again, Romancer, Short, Silence, Sing, Somehow more, Something to Live For, Sound Out, Speak To Our Dead, Staring, Studied, Succumb, Talk, Them, Thoughts, Time, Tombstones, Tomorrow, Transfusion, Unpunished Crime, Utter, Veins, Verbal, We Might Find, What Have I done, What Would We Give, Wishes, Wishing, Worst Illusion, Yearly
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First Principles: Facts Are Stubborn Things; and Whatever May Be Our Wishes, Our Inclination, or the Dictates of Our Passions, They Cannot Alter the State of Facts and Evidence
“Facts are stubborn things; and whatever may be our wishes, our inclination, or the dictates of our passions, they cannot alter the state of facts and evidence.” – John Adams (1770)
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Tagged Alter, Dictates, Evidence, Facts, First Principles, Inclination, John Adams, Passions, State of Facts, Stubborn Things, Wishes
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Wishes of Gray (Thoughts On My Birthday)
Wishes of Gray (Thoughts On My Birthday)by Michael DoyleIn all of my wishes of grayToday is just another dayI’m another year olderBut no less the bolderCreated in my confessionIs my long ago connectionThat I’ll never be older than I feelWith … Continue reading
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Tagged Affirmed, Another Year Older, Be Their Best, Best, Both Feet Grounded, Bury Me, Capability, Catch As Catch Can, Closer To Death, Confession, Connection, Create, Daugthers, Death, Deeply, Dignity, Done My Best, Door, Each Breath, Each Day, Encourage, Face, Feel, God's Will, Gray, Guessing, Heaven, Hell, Hesitation, Ignore, Instill, Integrity, Just Another Day, Keep Faith, Keep It Real, Knocking, Lesson, Life Is Lived, Life's Lessons, Live Life Fully, Look Back, Loved Ones, Loved Them, Loving Eyes, Measure, My Birthday, Never Forget, No Goodbyes, No Less Bolder, No Time, Older, On His Side, Passed the Test, Poetry and Poems, Preciousness, Regret, Satisfied, Say This, See You Later, Sigh, Stumble, Taught, There Is No Such Thing, Thoughts, To My Last Breath, Today, Treasure, Truly Matters, When It's Time It's Time, Wishes, Witty Reply, Wounded Pride
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ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 