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        <pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 11:24:54 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>This one is for you Dizzy</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 09:00:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have reposted my original back story to the Project titled "Origins of Psncu energy." I remember you had requested me to do so and finally I was able to get around to it after my long hour job. Hopefully in the future I will not be this forgettful. Work has somewhat consumed my life. I complain not because I can save. Everything requires sacrifice to a degree<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Finally!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 17:19:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have finally finished my third story. After the stress of college and getting myself in better shape along with my theology writings of the Scriptures on Facebook, I have finally been able to complete my story. Funny thing is that it is a glorified prologue to a much much bigger story that I wrote.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Two stories</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 18:05:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Origins of Psncu Energy and the Legend of the Ancient Mechellas I will post. Legend of the Ancient Mechellas is fully finished while recently I have begun to rework Origins of Psncu Energy. Both will be posted.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Fall is here</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 07:39:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Cherish these last days of greenage still being on the trees and semi warm temperatures. Winter is on its way to steal away the life and put to sleep the land. Recently discovered a road called state road where there are lots of farm lands. It look just like I am in the heartlands of America where it is bright and there are fields and fields. But it is all coming to another end then rebirth then sleep. A continuous cycle until the end of this world and the beginning of the next. I really wish that there was no winter.<br /><br />:thumb99680199:<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>And we come to it at last</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 11:54:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Days are short. Fall is coming. I like fall, but soon after that fall oh  the winter she comes. She is a harsh mistress. Oh how I long for the winter to pass in advance. But I must endure it. The first snow, the wet slush and water from melted snow due to temperature changes still being cold and yet not cold enough to cause the snow to melt. <br /><br />But I will celebrate these last days and these days of fall soon to come. I shall remember the summer skies and their warmth. The hot days that I took for granted and should have been out with despite everyone around whining about the heat and yet they will whine about the cold. Is anyone consistent. Is anyone solid. When will they appreciate the summer heat. Signifying the absence of winters chill and harshness and the fact that people could freeze to death.<br /><br />Or could it just be that I was born in August. The dog days of summer. Those days being the hottest. But I do not care. Let it be hot. I like the heat. I hate the cold. Though I can live and survive and adapt to the cold. I still do not appreciate the cold no matter how beautiful snow may be. I like things fully alive and not comatose, I do not appreciate nor do I like everything around me sleeping. Oh God, why did you create winter. It was not in the beginning of it all. It was not in Eden, that garden where the temper snuck into and brought forth the fall of man.  Oh why did you create Lucifer, knowing full the beginning and the end. Knowing that he would cause the fall of man and through man, who was the lord of this earth and still is, would allow corruption and sin into it, thus corrupting the natural order that You manifested through creation and all of existence.<br /><br />There was never winter. Only after the fall of man did winter come forth. I look forward to the end of days and when I die or am taken by You. Thus I will and I look forward to the end of winter forever. For it is a season and seasons wax away, they burn away. Yes I look forward to the end of winter. I look forward to the forever summer.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Glorious week of the sky</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 10:26:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I do believe that this has been my best photography week in a while. So much brightness. Even as I write these words there is outside my window a bright sky that I could be photographing. But enough of my words. I will let my work tell of my week and many more things.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I found me a field... At last!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 12:09:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I finally found me a field down in Wadhams a few miles away from my town where I live. I feel like frolicing and wallowing around within it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Flying</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 12:32:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have never flown before. Well, technically on my mountain bike when getting it up to 25 miles per hour and riding off a foot high ramp and for a little while I was flying. So I have flown before, but you get what I am saying. I mean never have flown above the clouds or within the sky. But that is why I love that picture so. i makes me feel like I am there within the skies flying.<br /><br />Skies this week have been incredible. Some of the best I have ever seen. Or maybe its because I have a camera which causes me to notice whereas I didnÂt before. Well who cares. They are so amazing. But it is also very hot right now in Port Huron. But I donÂt care I love the heat. And it also brings out the most beautiful skies ever. <br /><br />Everything seems to have come alive. People are out and about. Insects(though they annoy the hell out of me) and other living things. The waves crash at beaches, the trees rustle within the day time air breezes. I really love the sound of many leaves against the breezes of the day. The sound sounding like many rivers of sand all together. it is quite peaceful when I listen to the trees and the winds blowing through their leaves.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Getting better</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 10:14:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everything will change.<br />Things will never be the same. <br />They will never be the same. <br />They will never be the same. <br />They will never be the same. <br />They will never be the same. <br />They will never be the SAME!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Avoka Michigan</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 14:59:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wen to Avoka Michigan by bicycle. Encountered many great thing there. Rock music, Lamas, Sheep, life is good. Overall it was a fifty miles there and back.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A day ago</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 18:16:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Incredible skies. As my recent posts indicate. Spring is officially here and the cruel mistress has been done away with, for a time. Until her return I am celebrating her absence. May there never be winter again. I know snow is beautiful. I dont care. I love spring and soon to come summer.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Screwyness</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 08:18:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today Deviant Art has been actiong screwy and weird. Some of my photos may have been posted more then once.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Against the sky</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 13:55:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes it is still winter. I have decided to dedicate a portion of my Deviant Art whatever they call it section to where I live. Port Huron, the third worst place for employment in the state of Michigan. Bad economy and many more things that make living here like carrying a parasite on your back, continually sucking the life out of a person, demanding more. A warning to all of you, do not move to Port Huron.<br /><br />Well that was the bad. The good is that spring and then summer are close at hand. I anticipate their arrival. The two seasons of incredible skies, accompanying them come warm days and the death of winter and its harshness.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A great work of steampunk</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 19:52:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I decided to dedicate a certain number of picture slots to Last exile. A great work of television. It really has some beautiful shots as well as it is about a world that relies heavily upon the power of flight, magnetic Claudia drives. These units run liquid Claudia through them. Claudia is a liquid that can be condensed and hardened and used for various things. When pressurized whatever the liquid Claudia is in will float and depending upon the pressure, will ascend or descend. Thus like all tools in the hands on man kind, they fin a way to use it for war, as well as use it for travel and money issues. I just really find the world of Last Exile truly unique and finally took full advantage of the steampunk category. Nothing really sticks out in it and it all blends perfectly together, unlike most steampunk, everything in the world that Last Exile is makes sense and fits together like an intricate puzzle.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Other worlds</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 08:16:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today I decided to post some old favorites of mine, probably my all time favorites, because that day that I shot them its like the sky was showing me another world, opening up to me. I still cant believe that I shot those pictures with a 0 megapixel digital camera. I wish there to be a sky much like that one again so that I can take shots of it with my new 5 megapixel camera.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Brighter days are yet to come. </title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 13:38:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes I see it all around me now if I choose to acknowledge the truth and look at the trees. Life is springing back into them. I see as I drive down the highways. Certain trees with things growing once again, but ever so slowly. May the messed up weather here in Michigan cause spring to come at an early time. And there has been screwy weather in the summer of this state as well, like snow in summer, and a hot summer day in winter.<br /><br />And yes I do know that snow is beautiful, but consider what is required for it to be present. Coldness. I was born in a summer month and so maybe that effects why I love summer and spring. But I have to say it. People seem to like death and the like. Seasons that symbolize death as well. Why is this so? Actually when I ask people they say that they donÂt like winter but they like the snow. But snow is a part of winter and so I wonder. Maybe itÂs just my weird way of thinking to locate a logic to their thinking for everything in this world and the next is connected, there is no such thing as chance or accident. There is reason and logic behind everything. Everything is governed by a created law. Sacrifice is the law of all life to exist. Something must be lost in able to be gained. Alchemists came across this law. Even when someone receives a gift that is called free, it is only free to them because someone else had to pay for it, or that it costs blood and sweat. it still doesnÂt dismiss the fact that the gift required something to be purchased. Even its construction cost something. A continual barrage of sacrifice. Matter explodes and is lost and something else fills that gap and empty space. Nothing is free, nothing.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Glorious light</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 09:17:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As of recent there have been days this week that there has been within them so much light, so bright of skies. It is great to be warmed once again by the sun. I await spring and soon after it summer. May there never be winter again. I long to look into the sky and see other world once again, I long for winter's chill and drowning harshness to cease. I long for a forever summer.<br /><br />I would also like to take time to thnak all of you for favoriting and commenting on my photography. It really makes me feel appreciated, and yes even if I had no one commenting on my photos I would still post them, but you know what I mean. SO thank you all.<br /><br />May fair winds be with you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>It is winter</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 09:01:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh winter how I wish you gone forever, with your chill along with your snow covered lifeless landscapes. You are beautiful because your death, frozen under your heaviness. Oh snow how you are so beautiful yet symbolize sleep. I wish for it all to end. For summer and spring to come again. Oh how much life was there. Why do people desire so? Longing for the fall, for the outer in fall is beautiful. Yet life is dying away. Why do people infatuate themselves with death? Death seasons, death holidays. Why do people desire you oh death. Why do people not desire life?  A great rebirth of color. <br /><br />So people as I was saying above this sentence, I really do not like winter. It is beautiful, yes, but at the same time it is symbolic of sleep and death. For some strange reason people like things that have to deal with death, thus that is why they like winter. And yes I know that snow is beautiful. But I look to the reasons for snow. Everything is died off and waiting for rebirth and regrowth. I wish it were spring and summer all the time. So many great photography days as well. But it is winter. Very few good days of photography.<br /><br />May there be a weird climate change. One that would bring spring and summer soon.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Today</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 20:43:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I did not notice this option on deviant art until now. Well anyways I would like to welcome all of you to my section of deviant art. A place where my love for the skies has influenced me to always be looking upward to the heavens for inspiration. Something that cannot be explained or spoken. One must live it out, and one must experience it. Something so fickle and yet so beautiful. Something that can make one pause in wonder and be influenced and even put to tears, that can put one in awe just as much as a piece of art, or a movie, or a piece of a beautiful symphony. The definition of art is something that portrays something. That is why I find the sky to be art. It is always portraying something. Whether it be about the Creator, or it be the sadness of the world, or the beauty of what is beyond our reach or this world, one can find their voices within the skies. That is why I love them so. Why I have always loved them. All my life they have given me a type of hope. Their beauty is unsurpassed. It is a fickle beauty for it is a constant rotating canvas of emotions, feelings, and seasons.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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