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                <title>Disclaimer</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 12:59:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Attention, internet!<br /><br />deviantART's ToS clearly states, in perfectly legible English:<br /><br />" <i> 4. Copyright<br /><br />deviantART is, unless otherwise stated, the owner of all copyright and data rights in the Service and its contents. Individuals who have posted works to deviantART are either the copyright owners of the component parts of that work or are posting the work under license from a copyright owner or his or her agent or otherwise as permitted by law. You may not reproduce, distribute, publicly display or perform, or prepare derivative works based on any of the Content including any such works without the express, written consent of deviantART or the appropriate owner of copyright in such works. </i>"<br /><br />This means that <b>no part of my work</b> can be reproduced, distributed, publicly displayed, performed, or altered without my permission.<br /><br />I have given my work a Creative Commons license allowing you to reproduce, distribute, display, or perform it <b>with my personal, specific, and explicit permission, crediting me appropriately.</b> Nobody is allowed to alter any part of my work for any purpose until I decide to allow it, if I decide to allow it. My work is <i>mine</i> and this is within my rights.<br /><br />I never actually thought I would have to sit down and write this out, although it shouldn't even need to be repeated: all of this is clearly stated by the ToS and Creative Commons copyright.<br /><br />In other words, if Chantel Peck or anybody else is tempted to plagiarize my poetry again, be forewarned I <b>can</b> and I <b>will</b> take action against you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Summer days with Death and all of His friends</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 09:29:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Stolen from <a href="http://yellowsocks.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/y/e/yellowsocks.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconyellowsocks:" title="yellowsocks"/></a>, who in turn stole it from ~<a class="u" href="http://modern-moonlight.deviantart.com/">Modern-Moonlight</a><br /><br />* 1. Post these rules.<br />* 2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about him/herself on their journal.<br />* 3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people and post their icons on the same journal.<br />* 4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.<br />* 5. No tag-backs.<br /><br />1. I play pretend on a regular basis with myself.<br />2. I detest being alone in a crowd or a party, and will easily get depressed when this happens.<br />3. I hate to clean up after myself, but my workspace must be exactly as I arrange it.<br />4. Under different circumstances I might have become a: a.angsty poet, b.videogame/anime geek, c.theatre/dance whore, d.maneater, e.class president, f.person with split-personality disorder.<br />5. Even though I'm fairly emotional, I tend to act selfish or apathetic if something is entirely irrelevant to me.<br />6. I'm honest with people because I fear being deceived and/or disappointing them. I hate being called an angel, perfect, or the best.<br />7. I have great writing style but have nothing of value to write about.<br />8. I sing to myself when I'm frightened.<br /><br />I'm not tagging anyone because I would get annoyed at myself. So, do what you want.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Talk about Thanksgiving.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 17:02:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I took a Thanksgiving trip with my family to Barcelona and Paris for a week apiece. I figured it would be a nice break from school and other annoyances. I was even willing to give up my beloved internets and dA and other goodies to do so.<br />
<br />
A couple of days in, I decided to show a friend over there a piece I'd written.<br />
<br />
Lo and behold, I find my message center 'asploded, and a note saying "You have a DD." On, of all things, La Caja. <a href="http://alimari.deviantart.com/art/La-Caja-37577853">[link]</a><br />
<br />
I am not an easily excitable person, but I was nearly hyperventilating. No joke. I closed the browser and didn't log on the rest of the trip.<br />
<br />
I just got back a few hours ago, and plan to eventually work through my messages and read every single one... But this might take a bit.<br />
<br />
Thank you, truly and sincerely and effusively, for all the love.<br />
<br />
~Alimari<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Holy f*ck!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2007 10:10:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://news.deviantart.com/article/36791/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Scroll down to "301-500 Words"<br />
<br />
I... I... I think I'm having hysterics.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Update!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 19:48:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So... this summer is turning out to be the busiest, most confusing, most wonderful so far. <br />In order, I got to chill out and hang with my friends, Gabe visited (!), took a dance class, got a job (!!), went to Culebra with my family and sweetheart (!!!!!!!!), went to SCAD Summer Seminars, and now... just chillin', really.<br /><br />So, call me crazy, but I've decided I need to write more. A lot more. I need to write until my brain goes blank and I know exactly how to say what I want, when I want, how I want. And in the spirit of getting my ass to write more, I'm posting up that annoying "100 themes" list. <br /><br />Here you go;<br /><br />1. Introduction<br />2. Love (Dreaming Things To Come; <a href="http://alimari.deviantart.com/art/Dreaming-Things-to-Come-73778404">[link]</a>)<br />3. Light<br />4. Dark<br />5. Seeking Solace (Coping Method; <a href="http://alimari.deviantart.com/art/Coping-Method-97836207">[link]</a>)<br />6. Break Away<br />7. Heaven<br />8. Innocence<br />9. Drive<br />10. Breathe Again<br />11. Memory<br />12. Insanity<br />13. Misfortune<br />14. Smile<br />15. Silence<br />16. Questioning<br />17. Blood<br />18. Rainbow<br />19. Gray<br />20. Fortitude<br />21. Vacation<br />22. Mother Nature<br />23. Cat<br />24. No Time<br />25. Trouble Lurking<br />26. Tears<br />27. Foreign<br />28. Sorrow<br />29. Happiness<br />30. Under the Rain<br />31. Flowers (The Flowers In February; <a href="http://alimari.deviantart.com/art/The-Flowers-in-February-63025739">[link]</a>)<br />32. Night<br />33. Expectations<br />34. Stars<br />35. Hold My Hand<br />36. Precious Treasure<br />37. Eyes (Ocean Eyes; <a href="http://alimari.deviantart.com/art/Ocean-Eyes-76048338">[link]</a>)<br />38. Abandoned (A Goodbye Note; <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/60247852/">[link]</a>)<br />39. Dreams (We're All Mad Here; <a href="http://alimari.deviantart.com/art/We-re-All-Mad-Here-73895870">[link]</a>)<br />40. Rated<br />41. Teamwork<br />42. Standing Still<br />43. Dying<br />44. Two Roads<br />45. Illusion<br />46. Family<br />47. Creation (Walls; <a href="http://alimari.deviantart.com/art/Walls-68230361">[link]</a>)<br />48. Childhood<br />49. Stripes<br />50. Breaking the Rules (Synesthetic; <a href="http://alimari.deviantart.com/art/Synesthetic-66849108">[link]</a>)<br />51. Sport<br />52. Deep in Thought<br />53. Keeping a Secret<br />54. Tower<br />55. Waiting<br />56. Danger Ahead<br />57. Sacrifice<br />58. Kick in the Head<br />59. No Way Out<br />60. Rejection<br />61. Fairy Tale<br />62. Magic<br />63. Do Not Disturb<br />64. Multitasking<br />65. Horror<br />66. Traps<br />67. Playing the Melody<br />68. Hero<br />69. Annoyance<br />70. 67%<br />71. Obsession<br />72. Mischief Managed<br />73. I Can't (Ramble No. 4 "Self-Love" <a href="http://alimari.deviantart.com/art/Ramble-No-4-quot-Self-Love-quot-73782754">[link]</a>)<br />74. Are You Challenging Me?<br />75. Mirror (100 Words - Mirror; <a href="http://alimari.deviantart.com/art/100-words-Mirror-68144749">[link]</a>)<br />76. Broken Pieces<br />77. Test<br />78. Drink<br />79. Starvation<br />80. Words (Just Short Of; <a href="http://alimari.deviantart.com/art/Just-Short-Of-63845807">[link]</a>)<br />81. Pen and Paper (Purpose; <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/60946689/">[link]</a>)<br />82. Can You Hear Me?<br />83. Heal<br />84. Out Cold<br />85. Spiral<br />86. Seeing Red<br />87. Food<br />88. Pain<br />89. Through the Fire<br />90. Triangle<br />91. Drowning<br />92. All That I Have<br />93. Give Up<br />94. Last Hope<br />95. Advertisement<br />96. In the Storm<br />97. Safety First<br />98. Puzzle<br />99. Solitude<br />100. Relaxation<br /><br />Of course, this is rather intimidating, so to make it easier on myself, I'm going to be using any kind of art. Photography, drawing, or writing. Though I'm thinking writing for most of them, because it'll gimme some room to explore my figurative reach.<br /><br />Wish me luck, I guess. Love.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Say whatnow?</title>
                <link>http://Alimari.deviantart.com/journal/13180956/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 19:24:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey... I'm in a feature??<br />
<br />
<br />
<a href="http://news.deviantart.com/article/29722/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Am I the only one slightly surprised and a bit giddy about this?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Philosophy</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 19:28:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm not a complete idiot. Every once in a while something interesting pops up.<br />
<br />
Here are the results of a conversation with Jorge, who's way too old for his age:<br />
<br />
"Hablar fuera de turno es darse cuenta que no hay turnos."<br />
<br />
"Acuerdate de esto: el que calla, otorga. Si callas, permites que todo pase indefinido. Hay veces que eso es lo bueno.<br />
   Hay veces, que eso es de cobardes."<br />
<br />
While I'm at it, I will say this: read Unamuno's Adentro essay.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Borrowing Eloquence</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 21 Jan 2007 15:16:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>since feeling is first</b><br />
   <br />
                                 e. e. cummings<br />
   <br />
since feeling is first<br />
who pays any attention<br />
to the syntax of things<br />
will never wholly kiss you;<br />
<br />
wholly to be a fool<br />
while Spring is in the world<br />
<br />
my blood approves,<br />
and kisses are a better fate<br />
than wisdom<br />
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry<br />
the best gesture of my brain is less than<br />
your eyelids' flutter which says<br />
<br />
we are for each other:then<br />
laugh, leaning back in my arms<br />
for life's not a paragraph<br />
<br />
And death i think is no parenthesis<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>------------------> I am hoping that eventually, <br />
------------------> I will get my thoughts of you across <br />
----------------------------> just as well as others could.</i><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>The art of losing isn't hard to master...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Nov 2006 12:35:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...Then practice losing farther, losing faster:<br />
places, and names, and where it was you meant <br />
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.<br />
<br />
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or<br />
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.<br />
The art of losing isn't hard to master.<br />
<br />
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,<br />
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.<br />
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.<br />
<br />
<b>--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture<br />
I love) I shan't have lied.  It's evident<br />
the art of losing's not too hard to master<br />
though it may look like (<i>Write</i> it!) like disaster.</b><br />
<br />
       -One Art (Elizabeth Bishop)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>11 Points</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 01 Nov 2006 19:04:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Stolen from Gabe's journal.<br />
'Cause, you know, I can.<br />
<br />
Rules:<br />
<br />
*List 11 things you want to say to 11 different people.<br />
<br />
*Don't say who they pertain to.<br />
<br />
*Feel free to comment, but don't confirm or answer anything.<br />
<br />
*Never discuss it again.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
1. We keep having this same problem, I don't know what to do anymore. Your move.<br />
<br />
2. I am afraid to hope. But I am so happy. Stay friends with me forever.<br />
<br />
3. I will respect your wishes even though I don't agree. I miss you, but I see you are happy, and it makes me happy. I only wish, sometimes, that this one chance wasn't slipping away...<br />
<br />
4. You remind me of my sister, and that is why I liked you. I see you as a superior and I admire you. But you treat me as an equal, and that is why I love you. <br />
<br />
5. You weren't around when I needed you, but all is forgiven. Come visit... I have changed so much, and I want you to be part of it.<br />
<br />
6. I think my heartstrings will sing when I see you again. There are so many things that need to be said. You have a place in my memory that is unique.<br />
<br />
7. Get over here, its been too long and we should have been closer friends long ago.<br />
<br />
8. We could have been a formidable pair if you had listened to others once in a while...<br />
<br />
9. We've grown so different and so far away, and yet something holds us together still. I don't want to lose it. Be good, an come back soon.<br />
<br />
10. I've watched you grow up and you're getting better. I do love you, even if you don't believe so. Stick around? I think I need you more than I know...<br />
<br />
11. You don't consider me a friend, and probably don't think you matter much to me, but I see you struggle and it pains me. I see what a wonderfull person you are. I will miss you so terribly when you leave.<br />
<br />
PS Most of the people here won't read it, but once its in writing you're forced to think about it. Maybe I'll tell them, now...<br />
PPS I will hint: number ten and nine are family.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Praying</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Sep 2006 14:04:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My aunt is getting sick again...<br />
<br />
It's just so terrible to think the next person I may lose is one of the best people in my family...  someone who is sixty years older than I and probably more alive this day, sick and awaiting surgery, than I have ever been. She is so vibrant. <br />
<i>Makes me ashamed of myself.</i><br />
Makes me want to show the world what they're taking for granted. Makes me realize how silly it is to be afraid of life, or grief, or change. Makes me accept the fact I don't hold back on saying I love someone. That by God, I shouldn't. <br />
Adrian, Amarillys, Alejandro, Francisco, Viviana... Its useless to try and place degrees on how I care for them all. <br />
<br />
<i>Tía Marina... <br />
<br />
please, please get better... <br />
<br />
I need you to shame me some more...</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Because I love Sebastián</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Aug 2006 18:43:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You can ask me 3 questions.<br />
Any three, no matter how personal, private, or random.<br />
I have to answer them honestly.<br />
In turn, you have to post this message<br />
in your own bulletin and you have to answer<br />
the questions that are asked to you.<br />
So go ahead and ask me any 3 questions. ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jun 2006 21:20:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I Live... hoping.<br />
<br />
I Work... as hard as I must.<br />
<br />
I Talk... of shoes and ships and ceiling wax...<br />
<br />
I Met... the woman I want to become.<br />
<br />
I Wish... I could cut distances short.<br />
<br />
I Enjoy... dancing without thinking.<br />
<br />
I Look... wittier than I am.<br />
<br />
I Find... good days are proportional to good company.<br />
<br />
I Smell... the sea.<br />
<br />
I Listen... without judging.<br />
<br />
I Hide... my self-doubt.<br />
<br />
I Walk... slower than a catalán, faster than a puertorriqueña.<br />
<br />
I Write... palabras que se esconden.<br />
<br />
I See... God in those I love.<br />
<br />
I Sing... as often as I can.<br />
<br />
I Laugh... honestly.<br />
<br />
I Can... read emotions well by instinct.<br />
<br />
I Watch... people so I can draw them.<br />
<br />
I Learned... doing evil and being evil don't always coincide.<br />
<br />
I Dream... every moment I can spare.<br />
<br />
I Want... the benefit of the doubt.<br />
<br />
I Cry... when no one's watching.<br />
<br />
I Burn... incense and regrets.<br />
<br />
I Read... things that make me think.<br />
<br />
I Love... how he smells in the afternoon.<br />
<br />
I Sometimes... know exactly what to say.<br />
<br />
I Hurt... but its made me better.<br />
<br />
I Fear... being found wanting.<br />
<br />
I Hope... constantly.<br />
<br />
I Break... stereotypes and the odd plate by accident.<br />
<br />
I Eat... Yeah, that about sums it up.<br />
<br />
I Quit... trying to be someone else's ideal.<br />
<br />
I Drink... water, though I could use a Dr Pepper right now.<br />
<br />
I Save... old letters, old pictures, and old books.<br />
<br />
I Hug... often and mean it.<br />
<br />
I Meditate... whenever I can.<br />
<br />
I Play... fair.     ...Mostly.<br />
<br />
I Miss... him. <br />
<br />
I Hold... whoever needs me to. no explanation required.<br />
<br />
I Forgive... more than I should.<br />
<br />
I Drive... Er, in my dreams.<br />
<br />
I Have... an overactive imagination.<br />
<br />
I Don't... want to grow cynical.<br />
<br />
I Made... ignorant mistakes. Often.<br />
<br />
I Believe... God is nearby if you look.<br />
<br />
I Feel... older than I am.<br />
<br />
I Know... beauty is everywhere.<br />
<br />
I Wonder.... if someone in the sky's looking back down on me.<br />
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I Think.... you can speak without words.<br />
<br />
I Am... willfully naive. ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>O.o Holy fuck!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Jun 2006 21:31:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just realized I have nearly 400 pageviews.<br />
<br />
I had no idea. (Proof of how distracted I am, but still)<br />
<br />
To think that many people have taken a look at my drawings makes me nauseous. In a good way... I think.<br />
<br />
*hides* ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Fuck titles.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2006 19:41:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Fuck titles.<br />
<br />
Fuck them to pieces.<br />
<br />
A title is nothing but a convinient word to briefly describe a more complex term, with the disadvantage of tending to carry certain emotional, social, or intellectual baggage.<br />
             a.k.a., they can be innacurate. In general terms they may be helpful, but they only have as much meaning as you give them.<br />
<br />
I have seen people, every day, who make and break relationships without batting an eye, who's supposed boyfriends, girlfriends, and friends are just convinient personalities and bodies with which to fill their time. For them the title is proof enough that its a real relationship. <br />
<br />
Well fuck that. I disagree with you. Your title means nothing, absolutely nothing, if you cannot give it substance. <br />
<br />
Calling a thorn a rose does not make it so.<br />
<br />
Hence I believe I am right when I say my words and thoughts and actions define "status" a lot more accurately than your thricedamned titles. <br />
<br />
A rose by any other name would smell just as sweet. ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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                <title>Identity crisis?</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 07:28:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Any ideas for a display? The one I have was supposed to be temporary... <br />
I just can't think of anything that identifies me.<br />
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I feel so nondescript O.o<br />
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On another note, my cousing Viv is visiting for the whole month... It'll be a miracle if she doesn't get me killed somehow. Seriously, having her around is like trying to deal with a crazier version of myself.<br />
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On yet another note, I am actually picking up a book to learn about how to use all the friggin' Photoshop CS2 junk to my advantage. Its working too. Working on an old sketch and I'm hoping to post a real kickass bit of CG soon. Wish me luck!<br />
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Love. ]]></description>
                <author>~Alimari</author>
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