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                <title>say goodbye</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 05:05:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ it's times like these i just want to escape to wherever it snows; where it's pure, unprejudiced, clean...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Zimni</author>
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                <title>swans, and attractive guys sporting green jeans.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 14:23:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>In a month's time, Uni begins. I don't feel very different, and perhaps shouldn't be feeling any different until I exchange my love of the city for the more intimate merpeople of Cornwall. And scones. The merpeople will feed us the scones to aid this feeling of intimacy, and I shall wake up a beautiful swan, ready to begin this new chapter. Only it won't be so beautiful cause I'll be lying in student filth, amongst empty bottles and the remaining contents of cheap student food, both in original and disgorged form. It'll be like a party bag, full of tacky goodness, and it's not gonna last long.  <br /><br />Raaaaaaaaaaaaa sleep.</sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Zimni</author>
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                <title>mistakes may mean more</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 07:42:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>I really thought I'd be turning into a premature and cantankerous version of Jenny Eclair, but alas! Why plague the entry with complaints of the bisexual weather and those desperately useless airport rituals...? Yes, Bin Laden did indeed give me a package! You hear?! And the rastafari stationed outside, he sends his love, jah. <br /><br />Poland was most excellent, and I'm finding it difficult to write in English after practising my Polish so intensely. No wiesz no. Kochana Polska. <br /><br />How's it going my beautiful dears? The summer seems to have passed fleetingly thus far. <br /><br /><i>Et que de joie!</i> <br /><br />I met up with some old school buddies at a reunion, which was an altogether overwhelming experience. Shook hands with the guys and had some good conversations, which were still very much alive and... genuine. I really admire people who actually have common sense and take the initiative -- like Alan Sugar. XD It's this that distinguishes the successful from the others in the 'real world', no? <br /><br />I must look into reading the books of Michael Moore, following a recent recommendation <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br />Oooh yeah, and I'm going for Law '08 at Exeter Uni, Cornwall!<br /></sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>divine</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 06:22:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>If you're going to make a choice, know it. Research it. Understand it.<br /><br />Sometimes I find elusive behaviour unforgiving. It's frustrating. And the way I act around certain people is even less forgiving. <br /><br />Unfamiliar. Unnatural. <br /><br />It must indicate something. I'm not quite sure.<br /><br />I've recently seriously considered real friendship and bonding, just from a few experiences. When simple gestures mean more than anything else a friend can offer. They drop everything to help you when you're really desperate, rather than circumvent the problem. It's remarkable to see how this works for real, sort of like in Forrest Gump. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br />I find that I bond with those that understand the importance in contemplating life, the beyond, the deeper level, however else we go by naming it. Quantum physics is amazing, with research. It supports so many interesting ideas and concepts regarding energy. <br /><br /><i>Trusting your intuition</i> opens up even more possibilities. I started flirting with occasional but meaningful coincidences, and then began to understand and grow more familiar with patterns. The next step is to see the fuller picture. We can create our reality, but in pursuing something else divine.<br /><br />We're on our own with this. It's deeply unsettling, for a reason. Ambition is essential. It's real, and this is my experiment with life.<br /><br /></sub> ]]></description>
                <author>~Zimni</author>
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                <title>gift from france</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 10:43:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>Grrr, sometimes i just wanna leave London. Just for a few years. It's way too populated here. I love the days out with friends, but i'd rather live/study somewhere else... near the sea, or go to Paris for a few months. Not sure if i could actually make paris a reality, but it'd sure be swell. <br /><br />The nicest thing today was receiving a package from France <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />My friend sent me an Indochine CD, which i've been listening to over and over, and a postcard, which read this:<br /><br /><b>"Celui qui se perd dans sa passion est moins perdu que celui qui perd sa passion"</b> -- Saint Augustin.<br /><br />Which basically translates to: it's better to get lost in the heat of the passion than to lose it completely.<br /><br />I really needed that <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> > <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FOHCmr8shWc">[link]</a><br /><br />And HI to my watchers! Thanks for the comments and critique. Much appreciated. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> <br /><br /><a href="http://sullie.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/u/sullie.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconsullie:" title="sullie"/></a><a href="http://lynxnox.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/l/y/lynxnox.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconlynxnox:" title="lynxnox"/></a><a href="http://nezumipickle.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/e/nezumipickle.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconnezumipickle:" title="nezumipickle"/></a><a href="http://kotowa.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/o/kotowa.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconkotowa:" title="kotowa"/></a><a href="http://kitchentiles.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/i/kitchentiles.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconkitchentiles:" title="kitchentiles"/></a><br /><br />> blog (<a href="http://magdaz.livejournal.com/">[link]</a>)<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /> & <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /></sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Jim Morrison</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 11:53:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Â People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them,and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.Â<br /><br />ÂThat's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is. Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending- performing. You get to love your pretence. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act.Â<br /><br />ÂExpose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.Â<br /><br />Right on <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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