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                <title>The thing about</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 23:29:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ old sayings is that they are often right. Here lately the old saying "nothing worth doing is ever easy" has been really dead on the money lately. I am sorry I havent been able to look into journals and deviations, but thats life sometimes. I hope all is well with everyone. <br /><br />It came to me today that I had been working myself to peices here lately and I havent seen a bit out of all that work. But I am reminded of the words of a friend, "this is only a season". Well ya'll if this is a season then I am ready for fall to be over. Rent is eating me up and school took a nose dive, if I thought I could get away with it I would take a semester off and find me a river to live on, but I know I wouldnt likely come back. <br /><br />We work so hard to live and play, but by the time you're done theres no time to play and youre not living anymore. The thing is that you simply have to pay your dues. I suppose I am paying mine and weathering a season. A couple of months from now life ought to be looking a good bit better, God willing. <br /><br />Luckily I have a close friend that keeps me moving and reminds me that you dont need much to be happy. I remember telling them so many times that the trick to life is to find happiness in life in the little things. Find happiness in your walk to class, or the drive to work, its there in a call to an old friend or a beer from a friend. I know that soon enough I will be running a river and watching the birds fly and the deer run, but those days seem so far away. They'll get there soon enough and these somber days will be forgotten.<br /><br />Oh by the way I looked up and saw that I had over 4000 views, thanks. Be easy.<br /><br />Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Coffee and blue grass, are</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 13:53:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ for most of us an aquired taste. I suppose its like when you first try either you need to have stuff added to it to make it enjoyable, until finally you enjoy it as it is. Enjoying the simplicity and appreciating the subtleties of each. <br /><br />Before you know it you have gone from creamer and sugar with country music to black coffee and blue grass! Ok so maybe it doesnt work that way for everyone. Either way life is like that, the more you peel away from the things in life that have it cluttered the closer you come to the heart of the matter. In getting in touch with the essentials in life you manage to find joy in simply the act of doing, you find joy in being. In this little world we live in we measure everything by the outcome of a deed, the end result. If it turns out well you accomplished your goal. Or did ya?<br /><br />It doesnt seem to matter to me if I won, if first off I did it dishonestly, secondly I did it at the expense of another, and finally if I did not find joy in the action. I often ask myself if what I have done that day has made the world a better place, the answer isnt always yes. But if I do one thing that has helped one person then in just the smallest way I changed the world. So forget about John Mayer, and dont wait for the world to change, just take it one day at a time, and remember she's a fixer upper. But She's worth every bit. <br /><br />Much Love,<br />Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Cold beer is one of</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 20:34:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ of those small joys in life that really cant be taken away from. I will say that the type of beer gives alot to the experience. I am going to enjoy a Sol over a Bud Lime (big time) and a Pilsner Urquell over a Sam Adams. Now I'm no trying to take anything away from American brewers, I love Yuengling.<br /><br />The point is that beer is really a small thing, it is a sort of thing that has to be taken in the manner that is like a treat at the end of a day. <br /><br />I think that we should all take the time to enjoy the little things in life as much as possible, but in moderation. The thing is that whenever you over indulge you lose all the joy of that moment. <br /><br />In each moment of every day there is something to take a hold of and celebrate, and with this is and endless variety of experiences. There is never reason to say that there is nothing left, you simply turn left where you always turned right on your walk to class, or your drive to work. Talk to someone else that you have never said hi to. In taking time for little things like this you not only bring something into your life but the life of another. <br /><br />Be easy, live life, and enjoy every minute.<br /><br />Much Love,<br />Oliver<br /><br />By the way i dont feel alienated, I just like watching smiley, be strong brother!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Paddle slower, life</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 10:02:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ is to short to rush the river. I unders tand that life goes by and I think this is why I love the river I paddle on. The water is constanly moving on, and with each drop that passes the banks and bed of the river change, if only a little. Life is a river. <br /><br />I love to find myself on my beloved Cahaba, and if given a touch of time next week I'll be there with a quickness. I was asked this weekend to narate a documentary for the public school system in the area back home. It will be on the Cahaba River and I am looking forward to working on it. I would rather do it in the spring but it may have to be done in the summer. I'm going to shoot for spring. <br /><br />I finally had cards and such made for my reel mechanic business, I will have to post it soon to let ya'll look at it and tell me what you think. <br /><br />I am writing now a paper on human nature, specifically why we enter, maintain, end relationships. It will be a long dull read so I will chop it up and post tid bits twice a week so that it can be digested and hopefully enjoyed. I am looking forward to the fall, I am even more looking forward to paddleing the Escatava, or Styx soon. But I would trade both to paddle the Cahaba. <br /><br />I think that I feel a home sickness that is caused by a lack of enviroment more than a lack of people. People will come and go in life but the place where a man lays down his roots will be a part of his very soul for so long as he lives. Give me a cabin on my river, my dog, a boat, and occasional good company, and you may call me a very happy man.<br /><br />So all of you stop in to ol' Oliver's river cabin from time to time and say hello.<br /><br />Much Love,<br />Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Its time to</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 09:56:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ take it to the house. Two more days then I will set myself to the road. Sunday I'll be home and I'll walk through my oaks and see where the deer lie and Monday I'll paddle the river to see where the fish rise. All in all I so releived to be headed home. <br /><br />I found a couple of creeks in Mississippi that I am looking forward to paddling. I just wish that there were some folks down here that I could paddle it with. Unfortunately there is only one to share it with down here and I have one kayak. Bummer there. I will say that in this little part of the world it almost reminds me of home. There is a young lady in that small town that finds me to be hot to trot. But I doubt that anything happens there. Skwerl could tell you that I am in one of my alone moods.<br /><br />There is alot in my life here lately that I have done that has given me Joy and i thank God for his place for me in providence. But even though there are things in life that give sorrow to the heart, with each page we turn in life we have to remember that all things good and bad, will pass by. The thing we have to remember is that with each change in life God removes that wich would hold us back, even when we want more than anything else to hold on to it. If you ask your dad for a loaf of bread when your hungry he won't give you a rock to eat. So how much better will your heavenly father do for you? Keeping this in mind gives me contentment and peace of mind. <br /><br />Of the ladies I have loved and that have loved me I think back on them today. I have learned alot from each of them, I regret none of them. I only hope that they may one day look back on me with the same feelings. I realize that with each new person that we allow into our life with any degree of intamacy, we will be changed as will they. It is like a part of each of us is exchanged with each relationship. We change to a degree with each one. I think God's hand is in that.<br /><br />But enough of my long winded recollections, they go unread by all but a few anyway. But perhaps some bit of what I say will echo in the heart of another.<br /><br />Much Love,<br />Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 09:54:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>I wish that</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 08:51:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I could go North for just a couple of days. Don't get me wrong there is a lot to love about my new home here in Mobile but I dearly wish I could go home. All the hustle and flow of this city is more than this country boy wants to endure. I wish for all the world to be able to just paddle down my beloved Cahaba in peace and solitude. I wish I was fishing. <br /><br />I wish I could be alone in my dreams. I wish that my toils would have lasting value and not be as dust in the wind. I wish that I was closer to God. I wish that I could learn to forget. I wish I could have a nights rest undisturbed. I wish I could be on the bay watching the sunset behind the islands. <br /><br />Though I love the water I wish I could watch the sunrise in the Appalachains. I wish that I was in my sheltered forest of old oaks. Though I crave for all of these places, I wish for more than anything else to be with my true friends and family and to know that God was happy in my ways.<br /><br />All of my best wishes to you my friends,<br /><br />Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Talk about </title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 11:17:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ just getting by with the skin of my teeth. Things have gotten real hectic of late. I had to tell my apartment management that I would have to pay my rent late and luckily they said that would be cool.<br /><br />The club has taken off, we are now getting attention form the top level. The President of the University sent two representatives to our last meeting to let us know what they expect. I sent letters to two potential sponsors, hopefully this will go through to help us out.<br /><br />The club has become hectic to the point that it is threatening my job. Hopefully i can hash something out with my boss before they have to let me go. If the reel mechanic work was steadier I wouldn't be worried. It makes me more money anyway. This February I will be opening my own tackle shop. So once this starts up I will be over joyed. <br /><br />So ya'll pray for me.<br /><br />Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Life is</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 21:16:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ just life I suppose. I have been wondering how all my friends on DA have been doing. I feel like a prick for not checking in more often. But there's nothing to be done about that. Life has me running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I have been working and trying to have a love life. <br /><br />I have a new apartment and my roommate is cool. That will be a first if this continues. I saw some old friends last night and it was really good to see them. They kept me up too late but it was worth it. As always I am as broke as aon old joke though I shall persevere. I can only hope that my friends are doing as well. I will say that it is a pretty exciting time all in all. I am thinking of buying a bass boat. This will be a huge step and I am pretty nervous about it. It all hinges on rather or not the side business I am starting takes off. Hopefully in February I will be starting my own real business. I am stoked about this. I will be applying to the new bass pro shops thats opening nearby. Hopefully they will hire me and pay me more than where I am at. Though now I have a pay raise coming up I don't think they will be willing to pay what I want but it never hurts to try.<br /><br />So here I am listening to the blues and for the first time in awhile I don't feel like I'm living a country song. I hope all is well in your neck of the woods and I hope to hear from ya'll soon.<br /><br />Oliver<br />The Gentleman of Yore<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>What am I?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 22:44:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel that this is not a difficult question. I feel that I am a simple man with simple pleasures and pursuits. I feel that I am an intellegent man,  I feel that I am no mans fool. I have been known to be rash and I have been known to be harsh. I have also been known to be too forgiving of my fellow man (or woman). I may perhaps be suspicious of some but at the same time overly trusting of others. In this I feel that this is a very common theme in most peoples' lives.<br /><br />I want simple things, I desire a good job, a kind and loyal lady to call my own, and a good dog. I want to go fishing on the weekends and drink a beer with close and well trusted companions. I want a bigger boat, and a newer truck. So by all this I find myself to be like so many men.<br /><br />I do have a girl freind and don't get me wrong she is quite loving, but I have not the thought that she shall be the one I settle with. Yet though there is nothing wrong with the relationship, there is nothing of surpassing glory in it either. But I feel that this is common also. <br /><br />I feel more and more like I should retreat from the hustle and flow of this modern world. I feel that a cabin on my favorite river with just my faith full dog Rufus for company would suit me well. I think I would appoint my cabin in a very spartin manner with two chairs infront of a fire place and a small porch with two rocking chairs over looking the river. I would like my kayak and my fishing tackle. I would also like a journal. Other than a bed and cook ware I feel i could do with nearly everything else. I know that this is meerly a dream but it is a good one.<br /><br />I have faith in a few things: my God, my family, my friends (some more than others), my dog, and that every day is a good day to fish.I speak with God daily but I have confined myself to listening more and more. He seems to be telling me that some of the most profound moments of happiness are caused by the simplest of things. But all the time I see people, including myself, piling on more and more complications, as if each one will solve the one before it. <br /><br />I find that good men find more bad women than good and more good ladies find more scoundrels than gentlemen. I do however beleive that there are enough of each so that there is no reason why they should not meet more often. I think that good people are like fish, though there are plenty of them about, there are fewer keepers than culls. But with each place I go I am astounded by the love I am shown by my fellow man, and the deprevity. I still however beleive that I have seen much more good than bad. <br /><br />I have found that perhaps the best road to happiness is in serving my fellow man (or woman, though I am not a woman, but anyway). Even though I see some that would take the service and never think to return it in kind I feel that if I merely show an example of this then perhaps I have done a service that out weighs those that would make an injustice of a service. So in continueing to serve I continue to receive happiness from it.<br /><br />I wondered today what happened to ladies, they seem to be as few and far between as gentlemen. I blame television, and poor parenting. I feel that a good set of morals is as hard to find as teeth on a chicken. But still I know that there are shining examples of this. I know that there are some young women that are the model of decency and some men that are the shining example of chivalry. It is my faith in this that keep me pursuing the company of both. <br /><br />I feel that in my imperfection, I through a state of becoming, must seek to please perfection, I have only one model of this. I find that the fact that I am already a servant that he is well pleased in make me seek to please him more. I am a Christian, though I have been out of church doors more often than not, I still feel that all the world is the Lord's great cathedral so therefore my service and life outside the church may perhaps be more important than my actions with in it.<br /><br />Of course what know I of such things, I am a simple man but I feel that perhaps by stating what I am perhaps I will understand myself better and in so doing understand better my creator and my fellow creations. <br /><br />So love for the sake of loving, serve for the sake of serving and fish for the sake of fishing. I think I can do this, I know I can do this, but can you? I feel that if we all followed these simple ideas we might get a good deal done, and perhaps I might get my cabin on my river. <br /><br />So to all a good night,<br /><br />Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Another day another</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 07:12:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ dollar i suppose. A friend of mine has finally decided that they need help and tht to me says alot about their personal courage so if any of ya'll know who that is give them tons of support and love. <br /><br />I have written a new poem and I hope to put it up soon enough but life rarely goes according to plan. I wanted to add those pictures by now but once again things rarely go as planned. <br /><br />Starting March 10th I will be embarking on a five day kayak trip down the last untamed river in Alabama with two of my best friends. Everything we take will have to be in our kayaks so wish us luck. And yes there will be a ton of pictures.<br /><br />Well much love and I hope ya'll are doing well,<br /><br />Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well I passed the next marker</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 23:19:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ in this little game. I looked and saw I had passed 3000 page views. So to all that take the time to look in I say thanks. Well all is well in my little corner if the world I suppose. I haven't had the time to write for fun as of late and no money to develope pictures so well thats that. But hopefully the good Lord in all his wisdom will see fit to give me a job. <br /><br />So I applied to a few jobs and there is going to be a career fair soon so maybe i can get lucky and snag one that day. I was hoping to have my friends come to Mobile to visit but I wonder if one will make it. You see he blew a scholarship to college and now he's trying to work his way back in, but now the boy can't catch a day off at all. So that may put a huge damper on the weekend. <br /><br />Ya'll I'm telling you this country boy is bout run ragged, I am starting a bass fishing club here at South and i am getting little help, but i confess i have had offers to help, im just hard headed I reckon. But lord willing it will get on within the next week.<br /><br />I have a new girl friend and I suppose im happy enough, but i can't see this one going on for too long, now don't get me wrong shes a fine girl i just ain't sure we always hit on all cylanders but were hitting on enough of them to make it work now. Still after being with departed heart so long getting used to someone else might take awhile. But i suppose i'll enjoy what i have that is good while i have it to enjoy.<br /><br />Meeting new friends down here all the time but i suppose I still miss my old friends, lets hope we all meet up this weekend. Well happy today to you,<br /><br />Much Love,<br />Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>New works and</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 09:26:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ winter seem to go hand in hand for me though i have no idea why. But i do have some new stuff and it ma be my oddest yet. I have several new poems and several new photos. I must say that i think the pictures better than the poems.<br />
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The poems were written in a rough time in life and kind of echo those feelings while the pictures seem to say that life goes on. <br />
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enjoy.<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>In the new year I</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 19:36:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ will try my best to resolve not to make resolutions.... any way I hope all of you had a great new year and Christmas. If not well that happens from time to time. I really can't say much about mine, other than it came and went. Overall it seemed happy but there were some dark spots. I didn't get the time to do near what I wanted to but thats life. I think though that as I go along in life i find myself more and more unable to fill all the things I set for myself. <br />
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I think that comes with adulthood. That time when you forsake your personal joys in the simple and sweet to strive for greater goals. Amazingly in a few years we'll yearn for those pure and sweet simple joys that we forsook. Kind of like fishing. <br />
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I think that soon I will be heading back to South but even as I look at this I still wish that I had taken more time with those I love this past year, I wish I had given more. Maybe if I had given more I would have lost less.<br />
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Well best wishes to all.<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well departedheart and I</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 01:14:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ are back together again and have been so for a few weeks and well... it has been great. I think that the time we spent apart and seeing other people really helped us to learn to appreciate one another. We have resolved alot of our issues that we fought with and hve been enjoying a relationship that is better than I thought it would ever be.<br />
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She will be reading poetry at a local thing today and i decided that I would like to read as well. My only problem is that i don't know what I would like to read. To be honest I need ya'lls help on this one. If any of ya'll have an opinion as to which one you like best then tell me. I would really appreciate your help.<br />
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We are at exam time here and i finally decided to fully turn down the fraternities here on campus and tell that i don't beleive i would like to rush at all. I have two cousins here on campus and they are bothe members of fraternities and I have hung out with them and I suppose it isn't for me. I will say that hanging out with them removed alot of stereo types I had about frats, and theyre not that bad. I simply don't care to deal with that many people all the time. So thats that. <br />
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i am looking forward to back home soon and all of the joys that come with that. I a planning on doing some hunting and fishing and maybe some camping. Of course departedheart will be there for alot of it with camera in hand so I hope we can show you our adventure soon. I hope everyone had a good turkey day and i hope your christmas will be just as wonderful.<br />
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Much Love,<br />
Oliver<br />
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post scriptus,<br />
don't forget i need help on the poems.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Once again my friends</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 09:14:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was greatly saddened to see how my peers view life, its parts, and its people. If life is but a stage and we are all merely players then perhaps it is my peers, that play its psuedo-intelectual fools. I was told by a young woman that she was much smarter than I, I upon hearing these words said that I doubted it. She then said well i bet you can't tell me what the fetal circulatory system is. I said that I could not, but then I asked how was this a measure of intellegence if we have no commom ground on the matter? She would not answer me that but maintained that she was the smarter of the two. <br />
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I have learned that it is not the amount of knowledge that one posseses that makes a person smart or not, but their application of that which they know. What does it proffit a man to have a doctorate in quantum physics if he is going to work as a middle class laborer in an industrial plant? Does this make him smarter than his fellow workers, i think not. I beleive this because I beleive that we are more than the sum of our parts. We are the constant application of the sum of our experiences. We are a moving example of decision and indecision. <br />
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I have found more wisdom in the words of a friend as he stood running a laithe to make pump parts at an industrial plant. I have seen more constance and loyalty from a person suffering with depression and struggling with a disfunctional family life. I have seen a bolder more adventureous and protective spirit in a welder than a mountaineer and nurse. <br />
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I have to beleive that each and ever single one of us is made in such a way that it gives our creator joy to behold, and that no matter what a person may beleive, they all serve a purpose and that each action they make leaves ripples over the face of the entire world. I beleive with absolute certaintly that in each of lies a unique spirit that shapes who we are for better or worse. Can you look at a man and see his life? Can you see a man and see what aspects of his life he has absolute knowledge of?<br />
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Much love,<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Here I am,</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 19:57:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and I'm hanging in there. I honestly wish I had some thing interesting to talk about in the way of deviations I am about to relase, but to be honest I haven't had a bit of time. To add to the problem I am a world class procrastinator. I have taken the time to develope some pictures that I am thinking of putting a poem with them and posting them. I am working on making a website to make a little money, we'll see how that works if it does work i will put up a link so ya'll can see it.<br />
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I finally decided to put a deviant ID, I hope none of you have developed momentary blindness, or nightmares. I hope to have something to post soon. Ya'll have a good un'.<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>It seems to me that</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 20:00:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ more and more I find myself running around thinking to myself what was I thinking and how the hell do I get myself out of this jam. Take for example the newest chapter in the saga of departedheart and I.<br />
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As we get to our new college I get to over thinking things and wondering rather our love is real or not. So i kinda sorta stress the idea that we need to find out. So in so doing She found a new boyfriend that happens to be my room mate. I like both of these folks but to be honest I know that we felt was right now its gone.<br />
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Take for example my new job. To be honest even though there is the potential to make alot of money I don't like the job. It involves inviting myself to a persons home to do a product demo.  It sucks, I feel evasive and low. then during my down time I am supposed to call to and set up even more appointments. So i quite the job today. As i do they tell me that they were already looking at me for managment position. You know what, I am the sort of guy that wants it all at once all on one plate. The rest I could pass on. If you need to withold stuff to have a fall back then well, that just ain't honest.<br />
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Well my cousin has invited me to a beta fighting fish tournament at his fraternity. Personally I will bet that the first sorority chick that complains the whole ordeal will be called off. But I personally think that it has plenty of potential to be funny as hell. I really think that I will be doing accounting. I am going home this weekend and hopefully good friends will get me in a better mood.<br />
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Much love,<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Have you ever</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 19:54:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ really had a complete culture shock? I did! Let me tell you! I roomed with an Indian student working on his masters. He refused to live on US time and would pray at insane times in the morning with all the lights on and insense burning. He was a hindu so he was mostly a vegiterian. He was also filthy! the room smelled to high heaven and he had food that was in various stages of decomposition on the stove. <br />
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Well after three days of cleaning and only eight hours of sleep I decided that discretion was the better part of valor and put in a change of residence. They came and looked and moved me in with some friends. I tell you one thing I am loving it! I have never before knew the true value of sleep. <br />
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Writing is going writing is going slow due to lack of time. But I do think that when I do sit down and write what I like it will be good. I will soon have time hopefully to read and review your deviations. <br />
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Much love,<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>holy Cow! Would</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2007 14:34:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ you look at the thermometer! It is 104! I think I am going to melt. Geez Texas, share the rain! Well there ain't nothing they can do to help. <br />
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Here we are folks last couple of days before I move. But you know how it is, ya gotta keep on moving. I am moving into a dorm at USA with a young man from India working on his masters in electrical engineering. I gues I get my first taste of foriegn culture day one. Well thas fine with me, so long as a person smells ok I'm ok. But don't you hate the onion people? You know the folks that smell so bad that they make your eyes water?<br />
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Anyway, to everyone that doesn't have one, get a palm treo. They friggin rock, love mine. I now know where my head is! <br />
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I have looked all over and still no luck on a job in Mobile yet but I shall persevere. For at least one week. <br />
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You know what sucks is that you really make the most friends in a place just before you leave. I hope I am one of the ones that keeps in touch with mine. <br />
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The never ending saga between I and departedheart continues, nothing interesting, it just continues, kinda like friends there towards the well all of it.<br />
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So in short read my poems, tell your friends to read my poems, and everyone favorite each of my works twice.<br />
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Oh one last parting thought.... when its all said and sone be happy with you. You are who you are, only you can cahnge who you are. If you don't like you for some reason then I got some bad news... you are you, tough shit and suck it up. If you want to lose weight, eat less and get off your ass. If you are depressed remember that YOU are the only one that can fix that. You have to pick yourself up by your boot straps and do it yourself. If you don't like your face, cut your hair different so it fits it better, change your glasses, and most importantly, smile damn it! If yu don't like your income, work harder or get a second job. You're only stuck in a job so long as you want to be. NO one can tell you AnyThing! YOu are the only one that can make you do anything. So keep that in mind. <br />
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Ok so that was more than one thought,<br />
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Much love,<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well I will be out and</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jul 2007 07:45:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ about again. I am afraid I have that wandering bone. DepartedHeart and I are heading down to Mobile to oreientation for our new college. Fun Fun. Actually I am excited more so then she is I imagine. C'est la vie. In order to save money we will be camping on Dauphin Island. I think I will take my Kayak and get some fishing in between job hunting and helping the new family bussiness. <br />
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departedheart and I tried dating again yesterday but decided against it in about 8 hours. That would make her the person I have had my longest and shortest relationship with. We finally decided that we just weren't sure we were right for one another and that this new adventure of a new college would present much much more. If it is to be then we will one day return to one another. If not the it lies in Providence who we were made for.<br />
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The trip I went on and mentioned in my last journal was quite alot of fun. The snorkeling was good and the fishing was excellent. I caught more new species of fish this year than anyother! For someone like myself that is huge. We exceeded the limit on Kings by about 8 fish and this was due to our ignorance of the limits. Now we know better. The pompano were running along the beaches, and the trout were active in the flats. All in all a good trip. Too short though.<br />
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I know that I am going on in this journal but I have a busy life, even if I am always broke.<br />
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I am going to send out two more poems in the love series. They are both on the nature of love. NO idea the names yet, I will burn that bridge when I get there.<br />
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Much love,<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>New work can</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 09:59:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ sometimes be simply exaughsting to post. And if one does not have dsl or wirless at home it is a real bother. But I hope that all of you are doing well. I hope to hear that you are all enjoying summer and finding the joy in each and everyday.<br />
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Now then onward, still no word from my dear friend J-Rock and I do not wish to post our colaboration without his permission though I may submit my version filled with gramatical errors on my page and wait for him to add his pen then send it to the editors before it is posted on our joint page. Though who knows.<br />
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I am about to be out of pockect for a week. A week of snorkeling and fishing in crystal clear waters with friends and families. If I do not return I was eaten by a shark <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />. <br />
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I am however going to be postiong a few poems this wek for your reading pleasure and they are short, sweet, and very enjoyable. <br />
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Today I posted "The Hush" and "The Companion". I hope to get lots of feed back and I hope you enjoy.<br />
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Much love,<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I have been</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 09:22:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ writing alot lately. I have written an essay on the theory of absolutes (posted yesterday). I have written the first chapter of <a href="http://shadowoflife.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/h/shadowoflife.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconshadowoflife:" title="shadowoflife"/></a> and my book. I have written a series of poems on the nature and transgression of love. I am writing an essay on the reasons of extreme intraverted human behavior and delerium. I have been reading alot of your works, I have been looking at alot of your deviations. I have liked what I have seen.<br />
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I have been taking the time to go through all of the deviations that you have put out in the last couple of months. (by you I mean those of you that are on my watch list) If I have not left a comment don't feel bad, it is nothing against your work just that I wasn't really stirred by what I saw or read. I would rather say a few things that are important than say many things that are not.<br />
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<a href="http://cyre.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/y/cyre.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconcyre:" title="cyre"/></a> has been putting out alot of new art. I would suggest that you take a look, her and her art have come along way in maturing. Though in her recent poems I do not agree with the form, content was very good.<br />
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<a href="http://departedheart.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/departedheart.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondepartedheart:" title="departedheart"/></a> Will be posting alot of new pictures and such soon. Though her art is not classical I would suggest you took a look, you might find a new style that appeals to you.<br />
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<a href="http://snapdragon350.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/n/snapdragon350.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconsnapdragon350:" title="snapdragon350"/></a> has been posting new some phenominal new stuff. Check out "Grey" it is amazing work.<br />
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:iconIltrez: have tea with Mr. Luis by checking out his work, He is coming along in his poetry quite well.<br />
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As always read my work,<br />
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Much love,<br />
Oliver ]]></description>
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                <title>Specail Bulletin!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2007 08:12:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Now everyone that reads this please read it to the end. <br />
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Now then back to the news:<br />
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This just in from the U.S. Department of Defense, and Homeland Security:<br />
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MARK YOUR CALENDAR FOR NEXT SATURDAY.<br />
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       As you may already know, it is a sin for a Muslim male to see any woman other than his wife naked, and that he must commit suicide if he does. So next Saturday at 4 PM. Eastern Time all American women are asked to walk out of their house completely naked to help weed out any neighborhood terrorists.<br />
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       Circling your block for one hour is recommended for this anti-terrorist effort.<br />
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       All men are to position themselves in lawn chairs in front of their house to prove they are not Muslims, and to demonstrate they think it's okay to see nude women other than their wife and to show support for all American women.<br />
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       Since Islam also does not approve of alcohol, a cold 6-pack at your side is further proof of your anti-Muslim sentiment.<br />
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       The American government appreciates your efforts to root out terrorists and applauds your participation in this antiterrorist activity.<br />
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       God bless America.<br />
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       It is your patriotic duty to pass this on.<br />
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I got this a joke email and I DO NOT WANT ANYONE TO GET OFFENDED. THIS IS A JOKE! A JOKE DAMN IT! Now had this been true I would have told my Muslim friends to drink Amsdale and forget to check the calender that day <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />. <br />
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Your Patriotic friend,<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Life once more</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 08:44:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ is simply to hectic for me to keep up my journals and relate the rest of the story. Well to make a long story short I ended up having to stay another night. I got gawked at when I took a cock pit shower by a woman in her late 30's. My host became beligerent and sloppy drunk. And still I never made it to my destination in Lousianna. <br />
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Now for an update here, I have been very busy with work and play. Also it has been a time with departedheart since we broke up. She took it particularly hard. I worry about her. Still I would like to keep in touch with her and hang out, but I fear it would only drive the knife deeper. She is my friend and I hate to see her upset. And once more I worry. So if any of you that read my journals have a corespondence with her. Try to brighten her day. <br />
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The drought here is bad and much of the world is badly weathered by the sun. Though the creeks and rivers are yeilding up many secretes. I wish I had a camera. <br />
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I have not written in a long time because, well I don't really know. I suppose knowing how upset departedheart is eating me up inside. <br />
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My time in the PeaceCorps is almost over and vacation will start soon, just before my junior year at college. At a new one at that. Sad that in all the years I lived here I never really made too many friends, friends that were more than occasional conversation. But before I leave, I make friends. Life is funny like that.<br />
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Live passionately,<br />
OliVer<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well it did get worse,</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 10:09:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and as a matter of fact it got a lot worse. But it was one of those moments that makes you feel like you are in the clear, when nothing could be farther from the truth. <br />
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Soon enough we had the car off the bridge and into a closed rest area, and the officers and I took the time to really look at the car and see what was wrong. Well I consider myself fairly car savy, due to the fact that each one I have owned was a work in progress. Of course there was no way for us to know that we had broken a timing belt. And even if I had known I would have had to lift the engine from the car. So to make a long story short we all stood around trying various tricks to try to get me on my merry way. <br />
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Well I called my dad and asked if he had any ideas. I hoped he had some friends in Mobile or Gautier. Well the friends in Gautier were deep sea fishing that day and that left us with Mobile. Soon enough my dad had a friend of the family named Edward on the horn. Edward is common hard working fellow that loves to sail. <br />
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Well Edward brought his Exterra down from Mobile and we straped my car in tow behind his and We went to his place of residence. <br />
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Edward lives on a 27' sail boat with no water other than what comes from the hose outside on the dock. And no power say shore power. Also we had no way to cook or shower. Well if one only has to stay the night it is perfectly acceptable. So Edward and I made the best of it and ate at a local mexican resteraunt (which was very good) bought a half rack, and sat on the boat and yacked until it was time for bed. I went to bed confident that I would be rescued the next day or that I would fix the car. The car had other plans...<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Now most times</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2007 08:14:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ when you get that feeling that something is going to go wrong a person tries to avoid that perticular event. Well not me because the weekend after departedheart and i had our break up to rebuild I was scheduled to drive to Lousianna to visit a friend for the weekend. Now for some reason I was dreading it. It was going to be a good weekend of catching up and eating cajun food. Well still I had that feeling that something was going to go terribley wrong. If I had only known....<br />
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Well that week departedheart and I did our best to make a huge rebuilding effort in our relationship, and it had been working. We were both doggedly hammering through our problems and making great strides. But still there I was everyday no matter what I did constantly worrying about rather her heart was broken, in a haze of depression because even though our plan was working I felt that I had hurt my lover and best friend. So each afternoon I would go kayaking on a local river to "fish" though I spent more time drifting and thinking. <br />
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That Friday the big day came for me to head down to Lousianna. I had taken that half a day off to get an earlier start. So into the car I hopped with departedheart still on my mind. So really it was an uneventful drive until I got into Mississippi, there all my bad feelings came to reality.<br />
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As I was driving across the Pascagoula River bridge on I-10 my phone rang and my friend in Lousianna called and asked how the drive was going and about how long until I made my arrival. Well I told her that I had just gotten into Mississippi and had maybe an hour and a half. Well about that time unbenounst to me my timing belt in my car broke. It broke in the middle of the arch on the inside lane of the bridge! So there I was stranded in the middle of an Interstate bridge that runs along the Gulf coast at rush hour. <br />
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I tell you I saw my life making an untimely end on that bridge stalled out in a car that would not even crank. I was in a word Fucked! Semis and cars were racing by at speeds of 80+ and I was desperately trying to fix my problem. I consider myself a fairly good mechanic but this little 4 banger engine looked to be the death of me, litterally. I had always hoped to die in like a Porsche or something along those lines not a Ford Focus.<br />
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Well I grabbed my handy dandy cell phone and dialed 911 because the way I saw it I needed a damn police unit with more blure lights on it than a Christmas tree. Well with my first call I told the dispatchers where I was though needless to say I was a little upset with the cars and trucks missing my car by inches. Well the dispatchers directed me to highway patrol and about the time she picked up a semi heading for me at great speed could not merge into the other lane so pushing the cars in the outside lane to the service lane for a moment he barely made his way past and the wind coming by nearly knocked me off the bridge. At this jucnture in ones life only two words seems to fit the moment: Oh Fuck! Well when the dispatcher heard those words exit my mouth she hung up the phone. So now I moved from scared to damn mad! I was pissed at the car the police and every ass hole that couldn't slow his ass down. <br />
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Well I called back a few moments later and force myself to be calm while I relayed my location and situation to the police. Soon enough they were there. Thank the Lord Christ at that! Well he told me to get in the car and said he would use the bumper of his unit to push me off the bridge. He then asked a very stupid question, " Now son it might mess up your paint job, are you ok with that?". I looked at him with one of those looks and he said never mind and got back into the car and pushed my car off the bridge and onto a service road.<br />
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And if at this point you think it can't get worse you once more are worng. But thats next journal.<br />
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Oliver<br />
The man of misadventure<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Have you ever</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 17:43:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ had that idea you thought was just so good? You know the one that you honestly feel is for the good of another and yourself? I have and let me tell you they aren't always so good.<br />
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Two weeks ago departedheart and I were going about on our merry way when i realized that i had not been super duper happy with us in awhile. What i did not realize was that departedheart had more reason than i had to be disatified. She had more reason to be upset with me because of the slip shod boy friend i had been. Late was my first name and i had been building a wall in myself that the chinese would have been proud of.<br />
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That Thursday as i was leaning on departedheart's car and talked, she really really let me have it. Told me exactly about the person i was. Exactly about the man I am. It hurt, there were a ton of things i had been doing wrong that i had never begun to think of. And to hear it at first made me so mad becuase my first reaction was to play the blame game. And blame i did, well this went back and forth and I got down to my last bullet and threw the gun. I told her I would meet her at her house at least 8 that night and we parted ways with steam coming from the ears.<br />
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Well I got to the house and started talking to my parents and i decided to go to bible study. Well while there i had a huge heart to heart with the almighty and he reminded me that i had been a total ass to her and that I owed it to her to make it uo, not just for that moment but so long as we were together. So i left the bible study that night praying and talking to God and by the time I got to departedhearts i felt i could handle anything. Well I was unprepared for the wrath of a woman. And not just any woman, but the woman I had spent the last year and some change with. <br />
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Well as I will say i felt like the wee'est tiny spec of shit that has been shat by the wee'est cock roach. She asked me where the hell I had been and told me that she never deserved that shit i put her through. You know what she was right. She was exactly right. So I made up my mind to make it right. I would start over and work for every touch, carress, and kiss. Well we resolved to do so and it went over like a screen door on a submarine. <br />
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THe next weekend I spent fishing and tore to peices about the idea of her hurting. We went to her church that suday as a semi first first date. Well seeing her there and not being able to touch her was almost more than my heart could bear so I went home that evening even more upset. Well That week was rough as you can imagine, but i was not by any means ready for the weekend to come.<br />
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And that is for the next journal,<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I know people rarely</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2007 06:58:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ rarely read my journals any more and I can understand that, but I hope that some will read this one. I am sorry to say that my access to dA will be severly limited by at transfer in worksites. As some of you know I am member of AmeriCorps (the domestic peace Corps) and so therefore I end up doing alot of teaching for the schools here in town. Well I have been transfered from the college I had been at as a lab assistant, back to a small elementary school where I am teaching computer. <br />
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That being said I will have no ablitty to check dA before I make it home in the evenings. So when Iam slow in responding to notes and comments don't be distressed, I will attend to it as soon as possible.<br />
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I hope to be back in action soon,<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Exams really suck!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 15:32:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I mean honestly I have no time to read or write. I had the most wonderful poem come to me today, and I didn't have time to write it. But that will be over in a week, then I can really work on writing and making it so I am worth having on your watch list. <br />
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I am looking forward to going to Louisiana to visit an old friend soon, this weekend I will be attending a family reunion with departedheart. That should all be fun but i am not looking forward to the long drive from Alabama to Louisiana. But seeing this new breed of redneck (Cajun) should be fun. <br />
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I would love to do alot more travelling this summer but that will depend on the amount of funds I have to work with. This August I am looking forward to moving into my new dorm at the Universuty of South Alabama in Mobile. I had some good news and that was that my cousin is planning to run for president of his fraternity at South. That being said I do not plan on buying any beer <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />. I however really have no wish to join a fraternity. <br />
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I wonder what it is that we consider poetry these days? What makes a poem a poem. What seperates a text full of fragmented thoughts and sentences and what makes a poem. It perhaps should define who we are in our definition of art.<br />
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I suppose it would also begin a question of the nature of music.<br />
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Well alls well ends well, take care,<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~TheGentlemanOfYore</author>
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                <title>I've been tagged, so</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 14:38:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was like what the hell, I'll play along. Sue you are going to be the death of me <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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1) Do you like animals? - Yes I own four, and was at one point a biology major.<br />
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2) Have you ever met an online friend in person? - No I have not though I would love to meet some of them.<br />
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3) Are you athletic? - Very, every thing from football to rock climbing and kayaking.<br />
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4) Are you thin fat, athletic, etc.? - Athletic<br />
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5) How much do you weigh? - 170 lbs.<br />
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6) Whats your height? - 5'11"<br />
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7) Shoe size? - 10 & 1/2<br />
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8) What are you? - Why me of course, isn't that enough?<br />
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9) How old are you? - 182 is on my page and of course in that number lies my real age.<br />
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10) Birthday? - November 10, ?<br />
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11) Do you like to recieve gift art? - No I have not.<br />
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12) Are you sociable? - I do what I can.<br />
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13) Do you have many friends? - Yup - both online and in person.<br />
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14) What's your race? - I am a straight white protestant male, very rare.<br />
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15) Do you talk to people on the phone? - Yes, but not a lot.<br />
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16) Are you single or taken? - Taken.<br />
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17) Do you eat meat? - Yes<br />
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18) Are you paranoid? - Very, especially for the safety of my friends and family.<br />
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19) Do you read a lot? - Of course I have 5 tv channels.<br />
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20) Do you listen to music, and what kind? - Every thing from classical to metal, though I hate rap and gospel and soul and so on.<br />
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21) Do you play any instruments? - Guitar and harmonica and if you caount spoons. <br />
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22) How long have you been drawing? - Since I was a child though now I use words to do my painting.<br />
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23) What's the meaning of life? - Well if there was only one answer what fun would that be.<br />
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24) Now tag 5 friends: - 3 poets, 1 pencil artist/photographer, and 1 digital media artist - Go check out their stuff.<br />
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Well I choose not to tag anyone though any that choose to may take up the torch.<br />
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Well that was your chat with Oliver, take care.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~TheGentlemanOfYore</author>
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                <title>You know in life,</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 10:56:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ We seem to go from one moment of ups and one moment of downs. Odd really that in thoase moments we can never seem to get our acts together long enough to remember this little song by Monty Python: <br />
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Some things in life are bad <br />
They can really make you mad <br />
Other things just make you swear and curse <br />
When you're chewing on life's gristle <br />
Don't grumble, give a whistle <br />
And this'll help things turn out for the best... <br />
And... <br />
<br />
...always look on the bright side <br />
of life... <br />
(Whistle) <br />
<br />
Always look on the light side <br />
of life... <br />
(Whistle) <br />
<br />
If life seems jolly rotten <br />
There's something you've forgotten <br />
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing <br />
When you're feeling in the dumps <br />
Don't be silly chumps <br />
Just purse your lips and whistle <br />
- that's the thing. <br />
And...always look on the bright <br />
side of life... <br />
(Whistle) <br />
<br />
Come on. <br />
<br />
Always look on the right side <br />
of life... <br />
(Whistle) <br />
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For life is quite absurd <br />
And death's the final word <br />
You must always face the curtain <br />
with a bow <br />
Forget about your sin - give the <br />
audience a grin <br />
Enjoy it - it's your last chance <br />
anyhow. <br />
<br />
So always look on the bright side <br />
of death...<br />
(Whistle) <br />
<br />
a-Just before you draw your terminal breath...<br />
(Whistle)<br />
<br />
Life's a piece of shit, when you look at it<br />
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true<br />
You'll see its all a show, keep 'em laughin as you go<br />
Just remember that the last laugh is on you<br />
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And...<br />
Always look on the bright side <br />
of life... <br />
(Whistle) <br />
<br />
Always look on the right side <br />
of life... <br />
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C'mon Brian, cheer up<br />
<br />
Always look on the bright side <br />
of life... <br />
<br />
Always look on the bright side <br />
of life... <br />
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Worse things happen at sea you know. <br />
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I mean - what have you got to lose? <br />
You know, you come from nothing <br />
- you're going back to nothing. <br />
What have you lost? Nothing. <br />
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Always look on the right side <br />
(I mean) of life...<br />
<br />
what have you got to lose? <br />
You know, you come from nothing <br />
- you're going back to nothing. <br />
What have you lost?<br />
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Always (Nothing.) look on the right side of life...<br />
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Nothing will come from nothing ya know what they say?<br />
Cheer up ya old bugga c'mon give us a grin!<br />
There ya go, see!<br />
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Always look on the right side of life...<br />
(Cheer up ya old bugga c'mon give us a grin! At same time)<br />
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There ya go, see! <br />
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I mena honestly if we all kept that in mind we'd be as happy as larks and whistleinfg alot more and who doesn't like to whistle, unless of course you can't whistle then you feel like shit, therefore you must sing.<br />
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Right to a serious matter I am way behind on looking at deviations but I ma getting there, everyone read my poems and have a great day!<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I think I have done it!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 18:36:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think I have written the finest poem that I have ever written. It is by all means perhaps the best poem I have ever had the joy to read aloud. I title this poem, "Dust". I wish all of you to read it and in so doing to please, I beg, please read it aloud and tell me what you think! <br />
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It is the height of my poetry to date and if you liked any of my poetry this is the one to read. Trust me, this is the one to read. And I would ask that you read it to your friends and family, I wish that I was there in each home to read it to each of you but I am not. Instead I must count on you to read it aloud and to be my voice. Please enjoy!<br />
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Thank all of you and do keep in touch!<br />
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Oliver Theodore Riddle<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Friends, Romans, Countrymen</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 06:37:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Lend me your money! Just kidding, I just always wanted to say that. <br />
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Well I imagine some of you are asking why have you had your deviations posted for like nine forevers and not gotten a comment from the Great Oliver... Well the answer is that I took the entire week of spring break off to take it easy and play with <a href="http://departedheart.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/departedheart.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="departedheart" /></a> and that did not work. Before I had gotten my first weekend under my belt I got some calls from old friends and former employers and friends needing help. So to make some real money (AmeriCorps pay is a joke) I wen out to work. Well i cancelled all of my plans with all of my friends and family. I nearly lost the one I love over it all. But it is all said and done, so now I have time to look over your deviations.<br />
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I just want to say thank all of you for faving my latest works. Ya'll Rock! <br />
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Now to show some love to the sexiest and most talented women on dA <a href="http://departedheart.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/departedheart.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="departedheart" /></a>, <a href="http://vidyaincarnadine.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/i/vidyaincarnadine.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="vidyaincarnadine" /></a>, <a href="http://cyre.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/y/cyre.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="cyre" /></a>, <a href="http://baby-pengu.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/a/baby-pengu.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="baby-pengu" /></a>, <a href="http://xfaith-in-youx.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/x/f/xfaith-in-youx.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="xfaith-in-youx" /></a>, <a href="http://little-leo.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/l/i/little-leo.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="little-leo" /></a>, <a href="http://oceano-vox-howl.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/o/c/oceano-vox-howl.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="oceano-vox-howl" /></a>, <a href="http://asryakino.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/s/asryakino.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="asryakino" /></a>, <a href="http://forestscion.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/f/o/forestscion.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="forestscion" /></a>, and of course <a href="http://snapdragon350.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/n/snapdragon350.png" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="snapdragon350" /></a>. NOw all of the wonderful women that keep me and my art afloat if I forgot you then please accept my most humble appology. <br />
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Gentlemen, and for some of you I use that word loosely... My most fod appreciation go out to my partners in crime : <a href="http://shadowoflife.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/h/shadowoflife.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="shadowoflife" /></a> and <a href="http://ghost-dogg.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/h/ghost-dogg.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ghost-dogg" /></a>.<br />
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You know I just realized I am living alot of guy's dreams I have some great guy friends and a huge female following <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />!<br />
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Now for the really huge news that I want all of you to pay attention to: ShadowOfLife and my self have been working tirelessly on a book. It is a complete and total joint effort that we beleive is the best human Drama wrote in years.<br />
 It has it all a great underlying theme, Dynamic characters, futuristic settings and of course a dictatorial governement. It deals with sex, depression, and love and friendship. The name of this book is as of yet unknown to us as well. Now the idea is that we will be debuting the prologue hopefully by the end of the week on our joint site <a href="http://phobosanddeimos.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="phobosanddeimos" /></a>.<br />
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I hope to see all of you keeping an eye on this site and adding it to your friends list as soon as or even before we post the prologue! Hurry thei book will be a wild ride!<br />
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Quote for the day: "Silence holds the most profound speach.", Oliver T. Riddle<br />
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All my best to you and yours and remember that we are on the eve of revolution on <a href="http://phobosanddeimos.deviantart.com/"><im... ]]></description>
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                <title>Spring is here in</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2007 07:18:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ force and so are may allergies.... Sad really, I love spring and being out and about in the woods this time of year and I end up sneezing my head off! Honestly I think I blew a chipmunk into the next county on my last walk, poor thing. <br />
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One good thing though is that my poetry is back in force and I think that my poetry has been evolving and I like where it is going. But really I feel like no one pays attention anymore. Sure I have some really great and loyal patrons but it seems like the new poetry clubs are sucking everything up so that no one is looking for the individual poet anymore. <br />
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Maybe I am not emo enough, I like the romantic era intead of this horible naturalism of poetry that is comming out. Sure I love some gritty realism but Lord show me a world of wonder and one well written! Oh and thanks so very much Faith-In-You for letting me go through and revise your poem I really enjoy doing it and it gets my creative juices pumping. ShadowOfLife and I are working on a book that we beleive will simply blow you away. So far the creative process has been great and it has the real human drama you look for in a great book. We hope to release the prologue on our joint site PhobosAndDemos, and yes we are worthy of all your attention and adoration. <br />
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After the Prologue is released we are looking for some artists to do some scenes from each chapter. We have approached Ghost-Dogg and he is interested, of course the feild is wide open. <br />
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I kind of feel left out I demand that ya'll that have passed through and just read my poems give me a bit of feed back it really helps.<br />
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Thanks and remember like Mark Twain said, "fiction is limited to what can happen, reality has no such bonds."<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I think we all have</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2007 17:52:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ those blah days where nothing seems right and our lives are kind of in a limbo of sorts. Like take today I was so toatally unfocussed I felt useless. I really had no interest in anything at all. My DepartedHeart is worried that I have fallen out of love with her, and all I can think is that I have fallen out of love with life. She told me I had been kind of out of it like I wasn't myself and shes right, I have wanted to be alone. I worry about my friends but never take the time to call them. <br />
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I have a case of spring fever that has made me well bored to death. I just want to go and camp or be awahy from everything and like live off the land. I wanted to just pack up and leave today but at least spring brak is comming. i will just go camping.<br />
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Well nothing really to write just kind of saying life is a bore.<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well i got a new Kayak</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 18:21:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and I must say that it is a beaut! I really enjoy fishing and site seeing in it and have a trip planned for this weekend. Honestly I have been into Kayaking for about a year now and finnally got one of my own. In a rare act of gift giving my family bought me a Pelican Gettaway 100 as a graduation present for my associates degree. I was to say the least stunned, yet over joyed. Poor DepartedHeart had to listen to me talk about it for the entire trip, so lend her your sympathy. <br />
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I tried it out this past Monday and was rather pleased with it though I have a few things I need to, or really want to change. Things like adding a rudder or buying a better paddle, stuff like that. And already it has managed to inspire poetry from me. That being said I hope that you will all stop and read my latest poems. <br />
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I wrote the last two without any punctuation so that the reader could do so as they saw fit. Kind of a new twist, also it was more slam than my ussual more traditional poetry. I think it may add a nice touch.<br />
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ShadowOfLife and I are writing a book together now and we havestarted a colaboration site that will have this novel posted chapter by chapter. I hope to keep ya'll filled in on that. Other than that nothing much going on, I hope to read your input soon,<br />
<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well did you hear,</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 08:13:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ another brilliant day for the political correct crowd. Ann Coulter, author of "How to talk to a Liberal if you must" said the "F" word. She said fag!!!! Can you beleive the nerve?!?! Speaking out and being so very offensive?! Coulter said: "I was going to have a few comments on the other Democratic presidential candidate, John Edwards, but it turns out that you have to go into rehab if you use the word fag, so I'm kind of at an impasse."<br />
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Honestly I was shocked. I mean how can it be that gay people can say anything they want to about straight people and get away with it? Do straight people not have feelings? Besides political analysts are already fired up and worried the gay Republican vote will slack... <br />
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Is there even such a thing as a gay republican? Kind of like unicorns I think... And besides the people that are insensed are democrats anyway. So honestly who is p/o'ed that wasn't before? Cummon what is the world coming to? I thought we had amendments for freedom of speach and press. To be honest she could form a mob of none gay people to protest their sexuality. I mean I really do suport lesbians we have alot in common, they like women, I like women... maybe we should get together <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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Andy Rooney said on "60 Minutes" a few weeks back:<br />
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I don't think being a minority makes you a victim of anything except numbers. The only things I can think of that are truly discriminatory are things like the United Negro College Fund, Jet Magazine, Black Entertainment Television, and Miss Black America. Try to have things like the United Caucasian College Fund, Cloud Magazine, White Entertainment Television, or Miss White America; and see what happens...Jesse Jackson will be knocking down your door.<br />
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Guns do not make you a killer. I think killing makes you a killer. You can kill someone with a baseball bat or a car, but no one is trying to ban you from driving to the ball game.<br />
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I believe they are called the Boy Scouts for a reason, that is why there are no girls allowed. Girls belong in the Girl Scouts! ARE YOU LISTENING MARTHA BURKE?<br />
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I think that if you feel homosexuality is wrong, it is not a phobia, it is an opinion.<br />
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I have the right "NOT" to be tolerant of others because they are different, weird, or tick me off.<br />
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When 70% of the people who get arrested are black, in cities where 70% of the population is black, that is not racial profiling, it is the Law of Probability.<br />
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I believe that if you are selling me a milkshake, a pack of cigarettes, a newspaper or a hotel room, you must do it in English! As a matter of fact, if you want to be an American citizen, you should have to speak English!<br />
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My father and grandfather didn't die in vain so you can leave the countries you were born in to come over and disrespect ours.<br />
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I think the police should have every right to shoot your sorry ass if you threaten them after they tell you to stop. If you can't understand the word "freeze" or "stop" in English, see the above lines.<br />
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I don't think just because you were not born in this country, you are qualified for any special loan programs, government sponsored bank loans or tax breaks, etc., so you can open a hotel, coffee shop, trinket store, or any other business.<br />
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We did not go to the aid of certain foreign countries and risk our lives in wars to defend their freedoms, so that decades later they could come over here and tell us our constitution is a living document; and open to their interpretations.<br />
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I don't hate the rich. I don't pity the poor.<br />
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I know pro wrestling is fake, but so are movies and television. That doesn't stop you from watching them.<br />
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I think Bill Gates has every right to keep every penny he made and continue to make more. If it ticks you off, go and invent the next operating system that's better, and put your name on the building.<br />
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It doesn't take a whole village to raise a child right, but it does take a parent to stand up to the kid; and smack their little behinds when necessary, and say "NO!"<br />
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I think tattoos and piercing are fine if you want them, but please don't pretend they are a political statement. And, please, stay home until that new lip ring heals. I don't want to look at your ugly infected mouth as you serve me French fries!<br />
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I am sick of "Political Correctness." I know a lot of black people, and not a single one of them was born in Africa; so how can they be "African-Americans"? Besides, Africa is a continent. I don't go around saying I am a European-American because my great, great, great, great, great, great grandfather was from Europe. I am proud to be from America and nowhere else.<br />
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And if you don't like my point of view, tough...<br /... ]]></description>
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                <title>You know when you decide</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2007 18:14:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ to have a day to go repelling with an old friend who happens to be a devote Christian and a very well respected doctor, you don't expect to run into a naked woman. And not only that she was a hot! naked woman! It would be one thing to see an ugly naked woman but a hot one is different. <br />
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We had hiked down an old road used by the local natural gas companies and began to follow a creek or stream rather that was flowing by. We had decided to make a repell that day before he went on a trip to Shanghia. <br />
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As we neared our destination (the water fall was friggin tall!) we heard a person playing a guitar and when we got closer an obvious stoner was sitting on a rock playing tunelessly. We wave and he kind of waved back. After that we walked to the edge of the waterfall and ya'll I swear I saw a naked woman in her early twenties bathing naked in the water below! It was the happiest day of my life! No not really, she was cute but not cute enough. If Departed Heart asks i told everyone she is much hotter. And she is, scouts honor. Well as I looked down, I saw she was looking away and had no idea that my friend and I were looking down to see her. We turned away to give her some privacy. By the time we were set up for the repell, she was dressed and waiting to watch the repell. Funny how life works.<br />
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Oh my newest poem is about that day. It is called Water Fall.<br />
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Thought for the day, "Go for a walk, naked women are everywhere!"<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>We have a winner!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 10:10:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think that was the first actual title I have ever used, odd really, any way, in the contest to see who could discern between the Shadow and the Gentleman our very own and lovely baby-pengu is the decided winner. If you would like to see her analysis check out ShadowOfLife's <a href="http://shadowoflife.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/h/shadowoflife.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="shadowoflife" /></a> journal and get the full break down.<br />
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Congrats, wonderful, splendid... Sorry I got in about 4 this morning so not quite up to snuff and I just drank the last coffee.... Now I know how Jack Sparrow feels.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I am back!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2007 13:13:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ back by demand I have began a crusade of poetry and that being said I have in the past two days debut'ed three new poems and they even have rhyme scheme! Ha now there is a triumph, That being said I demand some attention! Read I comand it!!!<br />
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Anyway now that my tyranical binge is over I hope that ya'll manage some time to do a little reading and I can see why you may have forgotten little ol' me but I hope some of it is enjoyable to all of you. I took the lead on a couple of topics from beer to emoism. I hope you find all of it very insightful to me and yourselves...<br />
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Oh and check out my new blog @ <a href="http://thetravelingpaddle.blogspot.com/">[link]</a><br />
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Be well, do good works, and keep in touch!<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>ow eye strain,</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2007 18:06:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i hav finished reading, viewing 100 deviations it is my turn to write and having said that I expect you to read! Read I say! I will compose an ode to beer, but first I must study for a test... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wow, I have alot to go</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Jan 2007 07:19:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ through soon. I looked at my to be read part of the deviation list and I was shocked! 55! Holy moly thas alot! But rest assured I will get to most of them, someday. <br />
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I have a mess of poems I want to post but the time isn't with me. You see I have had a stressful week I was shot at, and my grandmother (who lives next door) is now in the hospital.<br />
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Don't worry I am fine, my truck took the brunt of the shooting. It sustained a little dent on the side and a flat tire. We have a large tract of land, Not huge but decent, and there is a trailor park theat borders the land. Most of the time they never bother us, I personally think they are scared (the land between the house and them is very swampy and snakey). But Thursday they decided to sit on the rail road tracks and take pot shots at my truck. Luckily their aim sucks, they shot 9 or so times and hit it twice. I think if my truck had been facing them instead of driving by they would have missed completely. To make a long story short I had to get a tire fixed, and the bullet removed friday.<br />
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Well friday my GM went into the hospital and her heart is failing. So if I am a bit out of it when it comes to checking DA you know why.<br />
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"the greatest weapon we have against hate, violence, and adversity is love. Love your neighbors and watch over your family.",<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>It amazes me</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Jan 2007 13:17:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ how damn inconsiderate people can be, how uncaring, how thoughtless. Take me for example, I have seemingly gone out of my way to ruin my girlfriend's life. And half the time I don't know I am doing it. I really try hard, I do. I mean it, and there are days that I want things like hell, a hug! And I guess a guy isn't supposed to need that in a relationship, but that is bull shit, we do, we need sympathy and care just like a woman, even though the emotion centers in the brain are not as active they still work! Take for example my girlfriend standing over me when I write this, I screwed up earlier today and I knew it the moment I did it but there was no taking it back, I apologized, asked forgiveness. But what I came back later just to check on her and she was gone, I went to look and finally found her. When I did she just stared at me, I don't know what I expected but I know what I wanted, love, a hug, an I love you. Those little things that make life well, worth living. I just stood there thinking why won't she come to me, of considered the fact that she didn't know I was hurt and depressed and needed a hair of support not much just a little. And she had no clue I was mad at myself. I guess I am a screw up, for not thinking and for expecting all that attention without her knowing how or why I wanted it.<br />
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Oh well just a little rant, meaningless and bearingless in your life.<br />
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On to business, Shadow <a href="http://shadowoflife.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/h/shadowoflife.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="shadowoflife" /></a> and I in close colaboration have written a bit of a master piece and no one has even looked at it! Why is that? I mean is the world to busy? Hard to beleive but it is possible... We have even made it a bit of a contest to see who wrote what, see him for all the rules and such.<br />
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So read my poetry! I demand it!<br />
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Oh and take care,<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Strange really</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 18:29:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have nothing to say......<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well here we are</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 12:41:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ with a whole new year and a chance to start a whole new life. Kind of big when you think about it. But let me present a small thought to all of you. In the grand scheme of our lives this year will really count for nill, oh of course we will recall some scattered events and happenings but it really will only pass and fade as all the years before it. For nearly each and every person on the face of this earth no one will mark the existance of a single soul in say 10 to 15 years after our deaths. All the time we spend kind of hoarding up riches for generations to come will be blown in a matter of years when it took up decades to build. This life is like chasing the wind, meaningless. <br />
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Or is it? In this moment this very day we can change the world because this world is made of millions of worlds. If each man is an Island, then on that island is each man's identity and life and very existance. It is a complete world, and with a kind word or good deed we can change it for the better. In this time of new resolutions and decisions let us remember that the new year is already old and it is now time to start to change your own world and some one elses. Live every day to its fullest and make the most of each second because the next will be gone before you know it. Live and live well, dream and realize your dreams, you have this moment to do just that!<br />
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Well that was my thought for the day, I guess you noticed I have been late in keeping up with your art and trust me it is not a matter of neglect, I just needed some me time, and I am rested and refreshed for a new semester at school and another day of life. <br />
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As you noticed also I have a new avi and hopefully soon a new lit tag. I will soon I hope be adding some visual art to my works, so this will be new for me. Bear with me, I am a slip shod artist wit odd taste. Keep in mind my poetry will be my main stay as always. Alright well lets get to it!<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hey, I'm back</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Dec 2006 07:57:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and for better or for worse I ended up with some really good material for DA so get ready. (song music you know that old song, "get ready cause here I come") any way, yeah... But it was a nice long Christmas Holiday that went better than any I can remember in a long time. The family was happy, my darling was happy, the kids I don't have were happy, and the fishing was good! So all in all it was a really good week off but today is still the weekend and I will be heading off with my darling to help my Good friend, pastor, and mentor, with some inner city kids today. Tommorrow starts a three day camping trip on the lake for me and my darling. Not to worry we live in the deep South so lows will only be in the 40's. <br />
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I have had alot of new material going round and round in my head and sometimes it flows well and other times it doesn't, like every one I suppose. But I have had a real timeowrking on one poem that deals with the what ifs in life and love. It has been nagging at me for near a month so when it comes up to be posted tell me what you think. I think I am going to release three poems today of the sights of a dew soaked morning. I hope you all enjoy. <br />
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I think I will stay away from philosophy for a while, I want to spend a little while living life without "seeing" it, To live without boundraries and be one with the flow of the earth. So I feel my poetry will beging to reflect it more. But as I noticed from all of your galleries, it changes as we change.<br />
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Thought for the day, "I have no true recolection of the fish I have caught, even of the trophies, but the memories of the places I fished Linger forever. And I find that the most important peice of equiptment I take is a good friend"<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Oh Sh#% I've Been Tagged!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 09:54:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Kind of like playing paint ball really, tried to dodge it... Oh well any way Here Goes <a href="http://asryakino.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/s/asryakino.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="asryakino" /></a> tagged me with the Six weprd habits thingy and I am not really plannig on tagging any one but i might I am evil like that! Well here goes, drum role please!!!!<br />
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1. I sleep in the buff.<br />
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2. I kiss the fish that I catch before releasing them.<br />
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3. I play golf on my college campus in the parking lot.<br />
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4. I am an obssesive compusive flosser. Now that is odd.<br />
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5. I refuse to drink from a straw.<br />
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6. I sing at random times.<br />
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Wow either I odd or you are if you do these things too. WellI finished Exile From Zion this week but it is still on ordinary paper and I still need to send it to the editors <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> and i have aonther peom in the works but it keeps losing rythm, like a car that has a radiator leak. So I plan on submitting them ASAP, but today I have like a 4 hour drive ahead of me! WE can't wait so I will be sending some posts soon. <br />
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Be well, do good Works, and keep in touch,<br />
Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>GOLF!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Dec 2006 15:40:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have never played golf until today and so I am not sure what I did can be called golf. <br />
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I have been threatening to build a golf course at the local Community College that I attend. there are quite a few bg pen grassy areas that would be great to play, so I did! I went out and bought a chipper and played Golf! It was a blast, Departedheart played a few holes with me and we had a blast. We used a plastic cup for the hole and she it turns out is a better golfer than me <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> but we had a blast! <br />
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I am working on a couple of poems and they will not be out for a while because I am lavishing alot of attention on them, and finals are here so thats that. Well I need to go back to studying. <br />
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Merry Christmas,<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Bomb shell!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Dec 2006 14:15:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow... Well I tell you what this seemingly insignificant poet always seems to ruin everything. <br />
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Departedheart and I attended a Church function in our area and during it, her depression got the better of her, and as many of you know those moments will just drag you deeper and deeper unless some one can pull you out of them. So Her and myself worked through it and we went back to participating. <br />
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Now anyone who has had to deal with this knows that it looks half past weird to have to see those types of ordeals. I myself always feel so very helpless when these times come on her, so as you all know when you see the one you love like that and you can't help them, you get angry, sad, and generally feel useless. So in this emotional state Departedheart's sister adresses me in a very unkind voice, as though I were beneath her diginity to speak to. And demands to know what I had done to her sister! By that point I snapped! I told her that if it had been any of her bussiness what Departedheart and I were speaking about I would have told her. She then got in a huff and looked at me like I was a peasant with the balls to address the f&*%ing Queen. And tells me that I do not want to make her mand and asks if she needs to tell her mother! At that point I hit the ceiling I am a grown man and this little high school chick wants me to cower at her mother?!? What the hell?!?! I told her that I didn't care what she or her mother thought and that she had best be glad she was a girl because grown men never have had the balls to address me as such. I tell you truthfully had she been a man she would have been crawling on the floor to retreive her teeth!<br />
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Well after losing my temper like that I turned to the members of the church apologized and asked their forgivness and turned to leave. As I got in the car Departedheart came out to ask me to stay as she stood there crying I was still too mad to speak. Well I ended up staying and even went so far as to apologize to her sister. She threw that in my face! I came in and told her that she should have not had to go through me osing my temper and that I was very sorry and then she walked out of the room saying she would not speak to me. Then she sat in the back of the fellowship hall for the rest of the night pitching a fit and pouting. <br />
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I dropped Departedheart off and then her mother having heard the story started in on her. Nothing I can do will do anything but make it worse. <br />
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I have already told her I would not fight a family but for the Love of God almighty I would not take this shame of having to KowTow to them!<br />
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Any suggestions?<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>GeeZe it is Cold!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Dec 2006 16:01:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Holy smokes ya'll it is 16 degrees! That is not natural here in the Great State of Alabama! And I live in central to Southern Al. But it has me in a ferociously good Christmas Spirit, I have been singing God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen all day today. I asked my classes why we give gifts and not a single person could tell me about the 3 wise men! I was just so amazed that these children were sitting there awaiting a gift with no idea what the three gifts were of the first Christmas. I was really sad, I truly was. This year so many people will go out and buy gifts just to please the ideas of tradition that are now meaningless to the very people that attempt to placate them. My wish to you and all of you dear people is this, that the Lord may bless you and keep you this Christmas and may you always remember the the gifts of these three very wise men. <br />
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This Merry Gentleman wishes you the very happiest Christmas this year.<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hey Look at me!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Dec 2006 14:55:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey, wow I got a whole K worth of page views! Pretty cool, I really never saw this one coming. I had no idea that so many folks would bother to look at my stuff. I know that there are a lot of folks that have tons more but it is really cool to me! Thanks to all of ya'll that have been the most awsome of patrons, friends, and fountain of advice and encouragement. <br />
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Oliver<br />
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Thought for the day:<br />
Since I am always right listen to me,<br />
I like you, you should too.<br />
That is about all I gotts to say.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Teaching</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 16:08:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You know it hits me as I sit here that I enjoy teaching and I wonder how many people, myself included had to deal with teachers that really didn't like to teach? And really we all get bent out of shape thinking that well if they didn't like to do it why did they decide to do it? And really there is no easy answer, I think that alot of people just kind of use their major and teaching cerificate as a crutch if all else fails. I notice that the teachers I loved the most are the ones that seemed to be absolutely excited about what they had to say. And to be a real teacher means you have to not only know what it is you are talking about but how to present it. Because i know that there are times  might have to change the way I do things for a student 5 or 6 times and when it soaks in.... man that is an awsome feeling. I want to teach, I do it for AmeriCorps and I look forward to doing it in a college! Wish me luck to be a good teacher.<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Life</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 15:13:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think that often times we get so wrapped up in the moment we forget how to enjoy the moment. In all honesty we miss the most beautiful moments in life becase of the things that are urgent, but have no real importance. The phone ringing, or that specail T.V. show are all screaming hey! Me First, Me first! When in all honesty they have no real importance. We fight each other for lack of reason, because in that moment we head the call of urgency and never that of reason, in so doing we lose the moment to grasp what is the urgent moment. Sad really that tears will be shed and on one stopped to dry them, words will be spoken and none will hear them, and dreams dreamed with on one to pay notice. Is what we do so urgent that we forget what is truly important? Take a moment and enjoy the day, the sunset, and the love of another without urgency, life was meant to flow without rush.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Thanksgiving</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Nov 2006 15:02:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well here we go limitless family and head aches, I swear we only see most of them at events with free food. Oh well I will go fishing Friday <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />. Happy Thanksgiving to all of you and I hope that all of yours are filled with good food, good freinds, and good times! And remember to be thankful, seriously.<br />
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Oliver<br />
(gone to catch the turkey, bu ha ha ha and other sinister sounds)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>This new series.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Nov 2006 09:32:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You know, I was thinking (millions duck for cover) that with this new series of poems as part of the path I should like to go back and turn them all into visual poetry. I think that with careful selection a photo would greatly enhance the work. Perhaps make it easier to grasp the thought? Well it is just an Idea.<br />
Oh if ya'll would somebody give me some feedback on a good digital camera for a reasonable price.<br />
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There are a couple of new artists that haven't been getting any of the due credit, I have brosed their gallery and I found it to be quite rewarding.<br />
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They are:<br />
 <a href="http://departedheart.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/departedheart.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="departedheart" /></a> She does literature, some deep and some that will get a laugh out of anyone.<br />
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<a href="http://forestscion.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/f/o/forestscion.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="forestscion" /></a> I had the privelege of being the first to iscover this young lady, and her poetry is off the chain. One poem gave me ghost pains!<br />
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<a href="http://gravy-goose.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/r/gravy-goose.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="gravy-goose" /></a> This young man is perhaps the best artist in Charcoal that I have seen on DA. That is no Joke!<br />
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Oh and a thought for the day:<br />
"Nature is the art of God", Dante<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well,</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Nov 2006 09:15:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You know it occurs to me that in life we always seem to get so up tight about the stupidest stuff. And really I think that when we get so bent out of shape about the little things I can't help but think, why?<br />
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I learned that here in this old life we all seem to live for the weekend, we work and work, get up tight and all in a tizzy, just to we can get to those two short days. I know that I just want to do what I love. Really I only want to do what I love. If I could I would fish everyday, write poetry, and read everyday just for the pleasure of it. But I can't, any more than the rest of ya'll. <br />
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So here I am just a racing for that weekend to try to fit 7 days into two. I think that by the end of it I have ended up ruining that week and the weekend is spoiled because it never seems to be long enough.<br />
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I just think of the days when I was a child and every momment was new and exciting. I think the difference is that back then I knew how to love whatever it was I was doing. I wonder if I can still do that...<br />
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I reckon that it all stacks up about like this, I have been doing my best to only do what I love and in the proccess I have forgotten how to love what I do.<br />
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Well just a little thought, Ya'll take care and have a good un', Much Love and Bon Temps.<br />
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Oliver<br />
just thinkin'<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>This is The beginning</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2006 18:20:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am starting a new series of what it is to reach enlightenment. I have not wna will not reach it so as are all other ways, it is a conjecture. The first peice is the introduction to The Path. The second is The First Leg of our journey. I would like to sahre it with you as I begin this new ideal and way. <br />
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We are all in a state of becoming, some further than others. <br />
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We are all destined to become not just one of many but one in many.<br />
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So this is the start. <br />
First: The Path<br />
          Our introduction.<br />
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Second : the First Leg<br />
               To begin the journey.<br />
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Oh by the way I have a new avatar he is the sneaky art theif! But in this case I think most of you will enjoy the times he steals a peice from you for his own collection.<br />
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Be well, do good works, and keep in touch.<br />
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Oliver,<br />
The Gentleman of Yore<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I can't belieVe I missed IT!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Nov 2006 18:19:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I missed it! Oh I can't beleive that I missed it! The Fofth of NoVember! What was i thinking! Holy Smokes! I mean you have no idea! I loved the moVie V for Vendetta, I thouth it was the best political statement of the year! In this age where the Patriot Act is in place and the Suppreme Court has legalized emment Domain there is no better time to remeber that movie and the actual attempted Terrorist attack on the Parliment building! Now please keep in mind that we do not live in a time any where near that of Oliver Cromwell and the Long Parliment, or in the fictional world of V for Vendetta. I would like every one to remember just what happened that day and the ideals that were shaped and influenced. Thoughts questioned and beliefs challenged. I cannot stress enough the importance of History and our ever present ability to alter it. We are the generation that now has controll of the world, it is in our hands, and it is now for us to shape as we see fit. Keep this in mnd that there is no end to what a small group of determined citizens may accomplish. We are that group, we are here to take on the issues of today! Remember that one mans terrorist is another man's hero. Always set yourself in the mind set of another before you come to a conclusion on just what it is that is right and wrong, black and white. I can never and will never condone the acts of terrorism on civilian targets but... What would we do in their place. I hope that with our enlightened state of thinking we would rise above the hopeless acts that harm those that have harmed none. To close I repeat a thought fot the ages, of one mans pursuit to change the world and how, "underneath this mask Mister creedy there is more than mer flesh, underneath this mask is an Ideal, and Ideals are bullet Proof."<br />
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So even though I am late let me say this:<br />
Remember, remeber<br />
the fifth of November<br />
The Gun Powder Treason and Plot<br />
I know of no reason that it should ever be forgot.<br />
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Be well, do good works, and keep in touch,<br />
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Oli-V-er<br />
The Gentleman of Yore<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>All Hallows' Eve</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2006 16:42:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ooh Love me some Halloween! I wish I had time to enjoy it but I will work my poor little tush off tonight... Right. Well college life has to have some draw backs or everyone would do it! And we can't have that. Well I wen to register to vote today and since I registered to late I can't vote and since i can't Vote I won't bitch. So enough of the sociopolitical rants for awhile, i mean really. I sounded like a me, just a bitter one, and we just can't have that. <br />
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Well since no doubt we are all out in force tonight keeping up traditions and I am sure that some of us may even end up doing some trick-or-treating, you know in the name of saving innocent children from tooth decay! Of course as i was teaching my classes today and making out tests i came to realize that perhaps Halloween should be reserved for adults. If you are all screaming: Oliver, Shame on you! try teaching 75 children all hyped up on candy! Luckily I was able to handle them all in waves of twenty or so at a time so I was able to cope. Of course 375 adults all hyped up on rock and alchahol aren't much better, as I was reminded this weekend. I was nearly raped by a not to shabby looking young lady, unfortunately I think i would have caught the hiv or something along those lines. But the crowd surfing made up for it, however I am now unable to talk without croaking. <br />
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Found a fellow who is interested in working on some music there that night too so it was very constructive. I am planning on getting up with him next week to jam and see how it all gels. Another high point this weekend my girlfriend and I reached an understanding on drinking! I drink, she drives! So together we drink and drive!<br />
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Really all in all I had nothig to really talk about but I had to change my journal, because it was getting me down. Much love to all, and ya'll take.<br />
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Oliver<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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