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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 15:20:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>colour my life in the chaos of trouble.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 04:55:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>digital bath</title>
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  <description>my ambition is handicapped by my laziness.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2009 19:47:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;Consider all this; and then turn to this green, gentle, and most docile earth; consider them both, the sea and the land; and do you not find a strange analogy to something in yourself?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-Herman Melville, Moby Dick</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2009 11:42:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>they call me ALPHABET, &apos;cause i&apos;m the ALPHA male and you can BET on that. hahahahaahahahahaa.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 21:32:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;d like to tell you all about it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 19:11:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>don&apos;t go down</title>
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  <description>better stop before it goes too far.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 04:15:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>beat generation</title>
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  <description>Gregory Corso once wrote,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Spirit &lt;br /&gt;is Life &lt;br /&gt;It flows thru &lt;br /&gt;the death of me &lt;br /&gt;endlessly &lt;br /&gt;like a river &lt;br /&gt;unafraid &lt;br /&gt;of becoming &lt;br /&gt;the sea&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 09:24:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fabulous muscles</title>
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  <description>normally i would never speak of work, but this goes beyond standards. There&apos;s this woman that i work with everyday, she calls me her partner in crime. Her name is Margaret and she is about 65 and probably going to die in the next 10 years. She has baked me cookies, banana bread, cake and some pie in the last 3 weeks, which is completely unorthodox. I find this old woman to be hilarious, yesterday she was working across the table from me and i looked away and when i looked back i guess she was on the floor and i asked her if she was having a seizure, and she started laughing so hard she was crying and she couldn&apos;t get up, so someone had to help her. She laughs that hard like 3 times a day at my lame jokes. I think she&apos;s cool, but she&apos;s also old and smells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my own hair a few weeks ago and i&apos;m willing to bet people think i am an escapee from a mental institution, so i guess i should really go and get it fixed this weekend.</description>
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  <lj:music>show your bones</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">show your bones</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 03:25:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>records dream daze</title>
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  <description>I bought either/or by elliot smith on record, and i&apos;ve listened to it 6 times since i got home 3 hours ago. His voice and guitar is so soothing and comforting, but he was quite the ugly person, his mind and talent exceeded appearances though. He killed himself a few years ago by stabbing himself in the heart. That&apos;s tragic bravery. I could never imagine a knife to my own heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;walk down alameda brushing off the nightmare you wish&lt;br /&gt;could plague me when i&apos;m awake&lt;br /&gt;and now you see your first mistake was thinking that you could relate&lt;br /&gt;for one or two minutes she liked you&lt;br /&gt;but the fix is in&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re all pretension&lt;br /&gt;i never pay attention&lt;br /&gt;nobody broke your heart&lt;br /&gt;you broke your own because you can&apos;t finish what you start&lt;br /&gt;nobody broke your heart &lt;br /&gt;you broke your own because you can&apos;t finish what you start&lt;br /&gt;nobody broke your heart&lt;br /&gt;you broke your own because you can&apos;t finish what you start&lt;br /&gt;nobody broke your heart&lt;br /&gt;if you&apos;re alone it must be you that wants to be apart&quot;</description>
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  <lj:music>rose parade</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 13:53:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the world&apos;s a mess and so are we</title>
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  <description>Lost a friend to cocaine,&lt;br /&gt;Couple friends to smack.&lt;br /&gt;Troubled hearts map deserts,&lt;br /&gt;And they rarely do come back.&lt;br /&gt;Lost a friend to oceans,&lt;br /&gt;Lost a friend to hills,&lt;br /&gt;Lost a friend to suicide,&lt;br /&gt;Lost a friend to pills,&lt;br /&gt;Lost a friend to monsters,&lt;br /&gt;Lost a friend to shame,&lt;br /&gt;Lost a friend to marriage,&lt;br /&gt;Lost a friend to blame,&lt;br /&gt;Lost a friend to worry,&lt;br /&gt;And lost a friend to wealth,&lt;br /&gt;Lost a friend to stubborn pride,&lt;br /&gt;And then I lost myself.&lt;br /&gt;But i dreamt we were all beautiful and strong.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 14:33:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>kill your idols</title>
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  <description>Together, together, together, together&lt;br /&gt;Never to retreat&lt;br /&gt;Mystery and wonder&lt;br /&gt;Messy hearts made of thunder</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 16:04:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>read, read, read. do do do.</title>
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  <description>From now on, I&apos;m not doing anything I don&apos;t want to do. The world owes me happiness, fulfillment, and success. I&apos;m just here to cash in.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 16:54:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lightness of being</title>
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  <description>what happened once might as well have never happened at all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 14:47:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;You can&apos;t live in a town this shallow.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2007 12:53:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MidtermFucks</title>
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  <description>&quot;I remember wanting to do something about that enormous-faced wristwatch she was wearing — perhaps suggest that she try wearing it around her waist.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-Salinger, Franny and Zooey</description>
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  <lj:music>refused are fucking dead</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Sep 2007 14:39:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The air is peopled with cruel and fearsome birds.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 16:29:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>JTHM</title>
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  <description>&quot;You know that feeling you get? The one where you just know you&apos;re going to projectile vomit out of every orifice? I feel that right now. I want you away. Leave me to my vomit.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 14:32:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>College is high school, im utterly dissappointed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 17:40:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Projekt Revolution</title>
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  <description>Placebo tomorrow! and msi?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 06:55:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>it&apos;s the beat generation</title>
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  <description>Jack Kerouac once wrote, &quot;I feel guilty for being a member of the human race.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Aug 2007 02:42:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sun burnt</title>
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  <description>we met poison the well and k-os today, very intelligent and dedicated musicians. By far the best performances i have witnessed thus far.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2007 04:14:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i want a place to hang out, where record players play and there are a thousand movies rented for a thousand nights with her...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 05:06:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Maybe it&apos;s me who&apos;s this unstable,&lt;br /&gt;Always obsessed about the end,&lt;br /&gt;Why can&apos;t I let what happens happen&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the time I spend?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I wish it was that easy,&lt;br /&gt;But when there is no point to anything,&lt;br /&gt;You know it gets a bit confusing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 03:13:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>metaphors</title>
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  <description>What did the individual in front of me think about? Since he was an individual, and his perspective ran astray from the world. I wonder if he knew that individually he was existing, or even existing by any means. I wonder if his will of existence was fleeing him, or me, or of my understanding that i existed following him and his individual seat. He may have discovered an existence unworthy of existing within those mere minutes that fled behind the both of us individually. Imagining if he did discover, afterwards; did he escape the seat, the vehicle, the perspective, the people, even me resembling the moments that escaped him? Did he leave an existence he believed unworthy of his existence to rest in discontent? Only to become something all the more ignorant, uneven in presence and unwilling to understand what has yet to be considered alive, because it has not yet developed itself. (In Everything) He could have wandered astray or struggled through, ignorantly absurd. It goes without saying; he may never have confronted an absurd existence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...he may inconceivably be purely to uncover everything.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 05:27:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>just thoughts...</title>
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  <description>-i think my life is of great importance, but i also think it is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;-appearing creates being.&lt;br /&gt;-an actor travels the whole course of the dead end path that the man in the audience takes a lifetime to cover.&lt;br /&gt;-can one be happy and solitary?&lt;br /&gt;-it is impossible to live with people when knowing their ulterior motives. Resolutely rejecting any collective judgement.&lt;br /&gt;-people who love each other and are seperated can live in pain. But whatever they say, they do not live in despair, because they know that love exists.&lt;br /&gt;-Our life must have meaning for us to value it. If we accept that life has no meaning and therefore no value, should we kill ourselves?</description>
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