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                <title>I`m  Back.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 10:24:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ See above.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>New Piece</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2005 10:36:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have finally begun another piece.  It still needs several hours worth of work but I am excited about it.  Anyway, I hate my life and I want to die.  (Not really)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2005 01:48:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Every Day<br /><br />I'm writing on a little piece of paper<br />
I'm hoping someday you might find<br />
I'll hide it behind something<br />
They won't look behind<br />
I am still inside here<br />
A little bit comes bleeding through<br />
I wish this could have been any other way<br />
But I just don't know<br />
I don't know what else I can do!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Sand Castles.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2005 21:41:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel as though I am spending a really  long day at the beach, with a little  shovel and pale, trying to make sand  castles.  Thus far they have all been  tiny little things that struggle  against each little wave.  Yet, I can't  build anything bigger because I havent  the right tools or material, so I find  myself not wanting to bother.  However,  I think that I can build anything I  want if I only try, I just need to make  myself believe.<br />
<br />
It never really stops, it just keeps on  going<br />
And so castles made of sand slips into  the sea, eventually ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Sad Songs</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 May 2005 03:06:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am going through another climatic  music shift.  I am starting (again) to  listen to deeper and more subdued  songs, instead of the death metal,  punk, ska trip phase I have been going  through.<br />
<br />
Still working on WIP. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Self-Deprecation Station</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 May 2005 21:51:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I suck.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>I am really starting to hate DA</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Apr 2005 19:37:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am really starting to hate dA.  I  spend time making shit, that isnt  really shit and no one bothers to  comment.  Not even, like a "hey cool  picture" or anything.  It is bullshit  cause I know the stuff I put up here  isnt bad it is just I dunno,  frustrating as hell.  Comment or DIE! ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Redemption</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2005 23:46:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Emancipate yourselves from mental  slavery;<br />
None but ourselves can free our minds.<br />
Have no fear for atomic energy,<br />
'Cause none of them can stop the time.<br />
How long shall they kill our prophets,<br />
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!<br />
Some say it's just a part of it:<br />
We've got to fullfil the book. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>My Space</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2005 01:54:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Go check out my totally awesome website  thing for my band.  The only catch is  that you must be a member of myspace.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.myspace.com/sold_short">[link]</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Meet the Creeper</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2005 15:47:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I see the dead in your eyes ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Me Nombre es...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2005 15:25:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I really like some of these ideas. Let  me know what you think.<br />
<br />
Boldy Gone, Nullentropy, Numb  Conscience,  Broken Taboo, The Status  Foe, Passive Enemy,  Fourth Down,   Forsaken Action, Free Assembly,  Apostate of Necessity, Operation  Andrew, Forgetting Trust, Decadent  Zero, Deleted Too Late, Acolytes of  Faithlessness, Inferior Opus ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Adiós Día Sobrio</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2005 23:44:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Me gustas Adiós Día Sobrio ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>I hate my life</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2005 22:46:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It seems that the shit hit the fan last  a two Thursdays ago.  I was picking my  girlfriend up from the school and I was  involved in a car accident in the  parking lot.  "Sophomore of the Year"  Ms. Adair drove her 2005 BMW right into  the side of my Acura.  There is a  little bit of a scene, but we exchange  info and go our separate ways with no  real hard feelings.  Sure my car is  messed up, the driver side front window  is gone and you can put your foot  inside the panel just behind the door,  but it is her fault and thus she will  pay.  Well, I tell my father and he  gets really pissed off at me, ME. It  wasn't my fault the little 16 year old  rich girl drove the pretty little car  her parents bought her, straight into  me.   <br />
    The best part is that her insurance  company didn't even get back to me  until Tuesday this last week and it was  a rainy weekend.  It was pretty obvious  from the "get-go" that the repairs  would be more costly than the car  itself but then my mom that my dad  plans put a new window in the car and  keep the insurance money so that he can  buy a new car.  I was not very happy.   So finally the Ms. Adair's insurance  company sends out an appraiser and the  next day the offer $1000.  That's  fucking ridiculous.  Before the car was  destroyed, it was worth at least $2500,  at least.  So now my dad is taking her  and her insurance company to court, or  at least forcing them to settle for  more but what does it matter?  I am not  getting any of it.   <br />
    So for the past week I have been  driving around a wrecked car with a  duct-taped Plexiglas window.  More  rain.  Last Wednesday, I take the car  in for an oil change, they are out of  the 15-50 Synthetic, so I get stuck  with 10-30.  No biggy.  Then, as they  are trying to pull the car out of the  shop so I can leave, the car wont turn  over.  After about 15 minutes of all  the mechanics fiddling with it, it  finally starts.  Well, I got a repeat  performance tonight.  I was at my wits  end, it was midnight and I was dropping  Jeanette off at her house.  No one  there was awake and my dad wasn't  answering his phone.  In a foolish fit  of rage, I punched the sun roof  (closed) and cracked it.  Then,  noticing the huge spider web of a  crack, I threw my keys at the floor, or  so I thought.  I finally get my car to  start when I notice that the keys left  a similar crack in the windshield.   I  then drove home utter a continuous  string of barely comprehensible curses.<br />
    When I get home, my dad of course  chews me out and then lectures me on  how the car not starting is probably  just bad gas.  So, thinking I could  vent to him, I start talking about how  shitty my week has been.  But, no, he  decides to give me the "your life is  too good to complain, your troubles and  no big deal, look at kids in Ethiopia"  spiel.  We started fighting and now  here I am writing this shit that no one  will probably even read. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Whats in a name?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2005 23:31:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I found out that there is  another, well established band with the  name Sold Short.  Thus we are in need  of a new name.  Any ideas?<br />
<br />
I have been thinking about Atreus or  Atreides, Continental Drift, or  R.O.M.P. - Reichanadter, Ober, Moore,  Parsons... not really though. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Creativity</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2005 23:09:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A requirement of creativity is that it  contributes to change.  Creativity  keeps the creator alive. <br />
<br />
- Frank Herbert ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Must Download.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2005 17:47:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everyone go and download Enigma -  Moments in Love. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Opiate</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2005 23:25:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Choices always were a problem for you.<br />
What you need is someone strong to  guide you.<br />
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to  follow,<br />
what you need is someone strong to use  you,<br />
like me. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Tomorrow People</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Feb 2005 02:50:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If you don't know your past, you don't  know your future. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>New Song</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2005 23:18:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ On the corner of my bed<br />
With guitar in hand<br />
Lyrics and Melodies <br />
I intend to command<br />
Words come to mind<br />
But the meter doesn't fit <br />
Despite my intentions<br />
It all amounts to shit<br />
 <br />
Dash my guitar to pieces on the floor<br />
I just dont wanna play it anymore<br />
Cant even write a decent lick<br />
And I so fucking sick of it<br />
 <br />
No one has the time<br />
Obviously they dont care<br />
The desire to make music<br />
Clearly is not shared<br />
The band never plays now<br />
I'm alone in the car port<br />
Just me and my guitar<br />
Feeling sold short<br />
 <br />
So frustrated<br />
I'm just so frustrated<br />
Cant I take anymore of this <br />
I'm already so jaded<br />
 <br />
Dash my guitar to pieces on the floor<br />
I just dont wanna play it anymore<br />
Cant even write a decent lick<br />
And I so fucking sick of it ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Air</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2005 22:49:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Theres an ugly buzz <br />
That hovers just above the quiet<br />
Found a way to make it silent ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Free</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2005 21:06:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everybody needs to start their own fire<br />
Everybody needs a riot of their own<br />
Everybody needs to be something that  they are not<br />
Everybody needs to go it alone ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>The world has turned and left me here</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Jan 2005 23:30:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I talked for hours to your wallet  photograph<br />
And you just listened.<br />
You laughed enchanted by my intellect<br />
Or maybe you didn't. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Thanks for all the comments...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Jan 2005 21:10:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I really appreciate the comments that  have been made on my pieces, though I  wish there were more and people  actually critiqued them. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Jan 2005 23:34:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dreams are bad when all they do is  leave the truth behind <br />
Dreams are bad when negativity's a  state of mind ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Ashes to Ashes</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2005 01:05:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am loving this song right now.<br />
<br />
Do you remember a guy thats been<br />
In such an early song<br />
Ive heard a rumour from ground control<br />
Oh no, dont say its true<br />
<br />
They got a message from the action man<br />
Im happy, hope youre happy too<br />
Ive loved all Ive needed love<br />
Sordid details following<br />
<br />
The shrieking of nothing is killing<br />
Just pictures of jap girls in synthesis  and i<br />
Aint got no money and I aint got no  hair<br />
But Im hoping to kick but the planet  its glowing<br />
<br />
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky<br />
We know major toms a junkie<br />
Strung out in heavens high<br />
Hitting an all-time low<br />
<br />
Time and again I tell myself<br />
Ill stay clean tonight<br />
But the little green wheels are  following me<br />
Oh no, not again<br />
Im stuck with a valuable friend<br />
Im happy, hope youre happy too<br />
One flash of light but no smoking  pistol<br />
<br />
I never done good things<br />
I never done bad things<br />
I never did anything out of the blue,  woh-o-oh<br />
Want an axe to break the ice<br />
Wanna come down right now<br />
<br />
Ashes to ashes, funk to funky<br />
We know major toms a junkie<br />
Strung out in heavens high<br />
Hitting an all-time low<br />
<br />
My mother said to get things done<br />
Youd better not mess with major tom ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>FF - A320</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2004 23:59:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There's a place I love to go<br />
Strangers taking me there<br />
I dream about the day I learn to fly<br />
I'm affraid of aeroplanes<br />
Even though I like the way<br />
It feels to be a person in the sky<br />
<br />
And its all right<br />
And its good<br />
This time<br />
<br />
I look out and on the ground<br />
Really dont believe it<br />
Gravity can pull me <br />
From this height<br />
One day we'll come crashing down<br />
What will I do?<br />
Never had a chance to say good bye<br />
Close my eyes and hope that its a ...<br />
Real smooth flight <br />
This time.... ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Fly Away</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Dec 2004 20:27:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tomorrow I'm leaving on a jet plane,  but I know when I will be back again.   If for some odd reason (like a plane  crash) that I dont return, I will miss  you all.  I love J-net. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>American eyes</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Dec 2004 23:43:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Brace yourselves, all ye who know me.<br />
<br />
I am really starting to get sick of all  these DA commentators who live in other  countries, you guys are just as bad as  the rednecks who sit around in this  country talking about the French as  "cheese-eating-surrender-monkeys," and  comment on how shitting your  ultra-secular government is because  they wont allow Islamic girls to wear  head scarves to school.  I am the first  to admit that on a global level we do  indeed suck, Walmart and McDonalds are  our weapons of mass destruction,  wreaking havoc upon the world.  In many  ways our culture does truly suck.  We  currently have a majority of seemingly  insane fundamentalist rednecks who have  decided to flout their political clout.  If you don't live here, then you have  very little to say without being  entirely ignorant.  We force our  culture upon the unsuspecting victims  of thirdworld countries.  However, we  are not all "arrogant American  assholes" or Bush lovers, some of use  dont shop at Wal-mart, eat at  McDonalds, support the war in Iraqi or  drive gas guzzling SUVs.  So do me a  favor and spare your anti-American  rhetoric, because you have nothing to  say about this country that I dont  already know about and while you are at  it, dont presume to label me.  Besides,  your country isn't so much greater.   Give me any country in the world and I  can tell you many of the major issues  it has.<br />
<br />
For a change I am also pissed at my  politically like minded Americans who  go on and on about how much America  sucks.  If you do live here, than shut  up and do something about it, instead  of whining and complaining.  Seriously,  go protest or do something other than  sit around and play video games.  Bush,  didn't have a mandate, he won by an  amazingly slim margin considering he  was the incumbent as well as a "war  president."  If a few more people had  gotten off their asses and voted maybe  things could have been different.  I  know it can be overwhelming, I live in  the only "liberal" county in all of  Texas.  I went out and I voted.  When I  went to the polls, the woman  administering my voting experience  noticed that I was a first time voter,  which she pointed out to the whole  crowd gathered at the courthouse.  They  whole place started clapping and stuff,  but I ended that fairly quickly.   "Don't start clapping yet, I am voting  for Kerry." Boos.  There are a lot of  jackasses in this country, KKK,  Neo-Nazis, Gangs, Mafias, Evangelicals  and other religious fundamentalists.  I  guess that they are the price of  freedom of speech but the thing that  makes living here all worth while is  that I too have that right (or used  to).  So if you don't like it, quit  bitching about it on DA, go do  something about it in real life.<br />
<br />
Americanize, Americanize<br />
view the world <br />
through American eyes<br />
bury the past<br />
rob use blind<br />
and leave nothing behind ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>February Stars</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Dec 2004 23:44:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hanging on<br />
Here until I'm gone<br />
Right where I belong<br />
Just hanging on<br />
Even though<br />
I past this time alone<br />
Somewhere so unknown<br />
It heals the soul ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Call Me a Snob</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Nov 2004 18:13:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I really dont think anime is all that  artistic.  I know I am probably going  to get attack by some fanatical Sailor  Moon fan or something but I just dont  think it is anything more than your  standard cartoon.  I am just glad that  they have an Art Club at my school and  the Anime Club as a seperate entity.   That is how it should be. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>So nevermind you, nevermind</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Nov 2004 22:10:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I look out and on the ground<br />
Really dont believe it<br />
Gravity can pull me from this height<br />
One day well come crashing down<br />
What will I do<br />
Never had a chance to say goodbye ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Sometimes when this place gets kinda empty</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Nov 2004 00:38:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The past never really ceases haunting  one, does it?  I guess it doesnt really  go away, unless you can make yourself  forget.  Maybe as time goes on the pain  just gets duller until it is but a  memory itself. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Under the Milkway Tonight</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2004 23:09:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tonight, tonight... my last night at  Jack's.  I am really going to miss  working there and everyone I have met  in the past 10 months.  I guess now I  really need another job.  Damn TABC,  damn them all to hell.<br />
<br />
I miss J-net.  She is an integral part  of me, when we are together I feel  whole and I had been broken for awhile.   I cant wait until she gets back, cause  I am just a big loser and I want to  hold her.  Just thinking about her  makes me smile.  When I am with her I  feel more alive than almost any other  time.  We have been contemplating  moving Japan together.   The idea of  going some place completely new and  different is exciting.  I think a  change of local could do me some good.   But I want to master the Espanol before  I attempt to learn Japanese.<br />
<br />
Wish I knew what you were looking for,  I might have known what you would find.   Wish I saved myself the trouble, I  could have saved the time. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Gravity</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Oct 2004 00:20:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ O fortuna<br />
Velut luna ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Temporal Diatribe</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Oct 2004 07:51:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am beginning to actually feel the  passage of time, as if it were as  palpable as my pain.  While time itself  is entirely relative to ones motion,  part of me cant believe that time moves  differently for people. The above  dictum is more scientific than  philosophical or sociological, however  and I upon much introspection I have  come to believe that times relativity  is also subject to the human life.<br />
For the most part humanitys movement  (relative to each other) is pretty  constant, at least on a cosmic scale.   Be it walking, driving a car, flying in  a jet, or even our current methods of  space travel, it is all pretty slow on  a relativistic scale. Yet, we all  experience the passage of time  differently.  Maybe the answer seems  obvious to you but it didnt for me  until I actually stopped to think about  it. <br />
Technically speaking we all experience  time in the same manner, it is just our  perception of time that really differs.   If you are sitting around with nothing  to do, staring at the clock on the  wall; time can seem to drag on forever.   Or if you are waiting tables on a busy  night, the hours just appear to  disappear.  In away, this has to do  with motion, the busier person is more  likely to be constantly in motion and  thus not scrutinizing the clock for the  passage of time.  <br />
Is it morbid that I am not even 20 and  yet, I feel mortal?  Shouldnt I be  living dangerously, partying, just  being generally reckless because I am  going to live forever?  My situation  is a little different though, I keep  busy but I still have enough free time  to feel like I never change. So, either  way I am fucked.  If I keep myself  distracted from the fact that life is  so short, one day I will wake up and be  53.  If I sit around and do nothing,  one day I will wake up and be 53 and  realize that I wasted my youth. Perhaps  I do need to be a little more reckless  and get out of town for a while, so I  can live.  Maybe through preemptive  action I can prevent wasting my life  away. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>You guys suck</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Oct 2004 21:13:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Does it suck or is it good?  Say  something! ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Orange Listerine</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Sep 2004 00:34:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Orange listerine doesnt really burn as  much as regular and the flavor is  nicer.  <br />
<br />
I wont be blood and teeth and skin<br />
and I wont feel the pain I'm in<br />
I'll pretend<br />
No heart within ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Newspaper Sucks</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Sep 2004 13:14:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So the power at be, decided they werent  going to run my article this issue.   Then they wonder when I am so  ambivalent in that class.  Fucking  amateurs. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Anarchy Burger</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2004 10:21:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hold the government ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Tubby Butt</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2004 02:05:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A fool and her money are soon parted. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Follow</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2004 01:59:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ What I say to you <br />
Take with you today <br />
You can't take the pain <br />
To live to know <br />
<br />
You can't fake <br />
Everything that reminds you <br />
How you feel <br />
Time will tell what's inside you ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>The Science of Selling Yourself Short</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2004 00:36:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm so far gone<br />
That deep down inside<br />
I think it is fine by me<br />
That I'm my own worst enemy<br />
<br />
Let the meaning sleep away<br />
Lost my faith in another day<br />
Self-deprecation seems okay<br />
I never thought that <br />
I would make it anyway ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Orestes</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Jul 2004 21:59:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Our working name is now Orestes, which  comes from the greek Euripides and it  was written in 408 BCE.<br />
<br />
Orestes was the son of Agamemnon and  Clytemnestra and the brother of  Electra. When his father returned from  the Trojan War, he was murdered by  Clytemnestra and her lover, Aegisthus.  Orestes, who was quite young at the  time, went into exile and swore to get  revenge. After he reached adulthood, he  returned home secretly and, plotting  with his sister Electra, contrived the  murder of both Aegisthus and  Clytemnestra. As a consequence of his  deed, Orestes was tormented by the  Erinyes, or Furies, who followed him  everywhere he went. The Erinyes only  stopped hounding him when he sought  judgement for his crime at the  Aeropagus in Athens, and was acquitted.  <br />
<br />
The story of Orestes, as told by Thomas  Bulfinch. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Not Walking After You</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2004 21:33:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tonight I'm tangled<br />
In my blanket of clouds<br />
Dreaming aloud<br />
Thinks just won't do without you<br />
Matter of fact?? ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Say Hello</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jul 2004 02:44:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Say Hello <br />
To everything you`ve left behind<br />
It's even more a part of your life <br />
Now that you cant touch it ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Metal and Steel</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jul 2004 22:33:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The king is dead <br />
And the queen has flown<br />
Left me here in the twilight zone<br />
Lost and looking for a way <br />
to get back home<br />
But there's no right <br />
And there's no wrong<br />
I`ll be good<br />
and I`ll be strong ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Restart</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2004 22:46:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Slowly the edge <br />
Gets closer to you<br />
You`ve got the most space<br />
With the greatest of views<br />
You`ve paid off the debt<br />
You owe to your heart<br />
You've paid off the debt<br />
Now go and restart ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Yah you!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jul 2004 23:33:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You motherfuckers need to start leaving  some comments.  I dont care if you like  it or not. Just say something or else  why should I bother. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Revolver</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jul 2004 13:29:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thought I drop you easily<br />
But that was not to be<br />
You burrowed like a summer tic<br />
So you invade my sleep<br />
and confuse my dreams<br />
turn my nights to sleepless itch... ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Galactic Empires</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2004 00:17:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have really read too much science  fiction.  It is torture to have one's  mind fly among the stars and yet be  confined to the ground.  I wish I had  been born many years from now, in a  time where we would actually be out  there.  I know it sounds stupid, but I  want to explore and see everything.  I  just find it sad that this is as close  as we can get:<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/cassini/multimedia/pia06073.html">[link]</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>The Drugs</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jun 2004 23:42:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It pays to be stupid<br />
When you are taught<br />
To be nothing at all ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Dreams</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jun 2004 23:49:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And I find it kinda funny<br />
I find it kinda sad<br />
The dreams in which I`m dying<br />
Are the best I`ve ever had ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Getting Cut</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2004 23:04:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It felt so good<br />
I waited so long<br />
The anticipation was killing me<br />
But now it's gone ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Forgetting You</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2004 02:01:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am working on two new songs that will  be posted as soon as they are finished.   My favorite song thus far is aptly  named Forgetting You and promises to be  the best song I have ever penned.  The  music for the above song is mostly  completed, this song will hopefully be  Mr. Ober's Opus. The other one is  another stupid love song... I guess  girls do that to you.  <br />
<br />
Apparently I smell like "drugs,"  I  guess that is what a good concert will  do to you.  I was working tonight, and  one of my tables mentioned that they  were going to see APC.  I told them I  was very jealous cause I had to work  and couldnt get off.  Well, it turns  out that they had a spare ticket and  one of them was friends with my  manager.  Thus, I got off of work early  and was able to see A Perfect Circle  from the 10 row.  Sweet concert.<br />
<br />
I also purchased about 75 dollars worth  of fish.  I think I am going to put  some pictures of my fishies up. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Party Hardy</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2004 01:25:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You can't always get what you want and  sometimes when you do get want you  want, you don't like it. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Long Distance Miscommunications and lack there of.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2004 22:02:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tele:<br />
<br />
I am not mad or anything and I would  love to talk to you about 100 times  more than I do at this point.  If you  ever need someone to talk to, I will  always listen to you.<br />
<br />
94-45:<br />
<br />
Fine. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Oh, what a joyous day!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2004 22:18:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I passed chemistry with an 85.  I  was in danger of failing.  However, I  did so well on the final that I got an  85 for the semester.  Thus, I am not  really bummed out or anything about the  rest of the day.  However, I did have  an interesting day otherwise.<br />
<br />
I went to work.  Worked my ass off.   Only made 10 dollars an hour. I was  quite pissed because I was really busy  and should have made more than that.<br />
<br />
As I pulled into the driveway, my dad's  worker Kurt approached me. He told me  that his girlfriend Janice, ran away  because they got in a fight. Then he  asked me to help him look for her.  So  we drove around the neighborhood, and  finally found her near Best Buy.  The  mall security had found her and called  the cops.  We show up, Kurt blows up on  the police.  My dad shows up, takes  Janice home in his Kurt.  Kurt just  walks away from the police.  He just  showed up and left talking about how is  going to kick some cop ass.  Now I have  to go all the way down to the airport  to give my dad money cause he drove off  without his wallet and no gas.  So, I  am thinking that perhaps tomorrow  already sucks.  And I am off! ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>El Gran Amor</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2004 21:59:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A classmate presented this poem to my  class today and I really liked it.<br />
<br />
Un gran amor, un gran amor lejano<br />
es algo asi como la enredadera<br />
que no quisiera florecer en vano<br />
y sigue floreciendo aunque no quiera.<br />
<br />
Un gran amor se nos acaba un dia<br />
y es tristemente igual a un pozo seco,<br />
pues ya no tiene el agua que tenia<br />
pero le queda todavia el eco.<br />
Y, en ese gran amor, aquel que ama<br />
compartira el destino de la hoguera,<br />
que lo consume todo con su llama<br />
porque no sabe arder de otra manera<br />
<br />
Jose Buesa<br />
<br />
In English<br />
<br />
A great love<br />
a great love far away<br />
 is something like a vine <br />
that doesn't want to flower for any  reason <br />
and continues to flower <br />
even though it doenst want to.<br />
<br />
A great love <br />
That will end for us one day <br />
sadly the same as a dry well<br />
It doesnt have the water it had<br />
but it still has the echo<br />
<br />
And in that great love,<br />
the one that loves will share<br />
the destiny of the bonfire<br />
the fire that consumes all with its  flame<br />
because it doesn't know how to burn any  other way ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>Broken Down</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 May 2004 21:37:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It takes time<br />
To heal the wounds<br />
I`ve made along the way ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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                <title>I need a life</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 May 2004 19:06:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I made a shit load of money  today.  However, I am depressed as  hell.  I really have no life.  Jeanette  is off at her Taiko group for the  night, and Mark is at the movies with  all his other friends.  I really need  to have more social interaction then my  band and my girlfriend. <br />
<br />
::sits at home on Sat. night and  twiddles thumbs::<br />
<br />
Well, there is always work tomorrow. ]]></description>
                <author>~Zeichnete</author>
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