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                <title>-Inverse-</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Oct 2006 20:47:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As I lie here, unmoving, and exhausted from a long day of treating my body like shit, I close my eyes, and think.  Just for a second.  Maybe a minute.<br />
<br />
Fact of the matter is, I don't know how long it's been.  How long it's been since I touched a pen, paper, or my incredibly out of date Tablet.  But let's not dwell on the fact that I don't use them.  Let's not dwell on anything.  Let's just say that I recognize it, and it bothers me.  <br />
<br />
Maybe I don't have the right programs.  Maybe I don't have the skill, or the urge.  Maybe I just don't give a damn.  But yet, deep down, I can feel it.  It's like a tiny voice that's grown into a full-on shout.  It yells, it digs, it gets violent.  It screams and shouts.<br />
<br />
It wants me to create, to get these things out of my head.  I'm inclined to listen to it, these last few days, weeks, months...however long it's been since my last creation.  The last time.....I got to be myself.<br />
<br />
I'm looking at my old Journals, my old works...and I'm confused, unhappy, and frustrated.  <br />
So they're going to be dismissed.  All but the ones I like.  None of them are good, and I refuse to look at them any longer.  They're going to be absorbed into my mind as steps on a staircase that leads to greatness.<br />
<br />
So, henceforth...I start anew.  <br />
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Thank you for your time.<br />
<br />
Brian<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Bravery.  Courage.  Honor.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2005 17:27:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>Lo, there do I see my Mother, and my  Sisters, and my Brothers!<br />
Lo, there do I see the line of my  people, back to the beginning!<br />
Lo, they do call to me...They bid me  take my place among them, in the Halls  of Valhalla, where the brave may live  forever!</i> ]]></description>
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                <title>Ugh.  Poor grammar, everywhere!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2004 00:36:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So many people in the world think it's  acceptable and funny to spell things  incorrectly, and not use punctuation.  <br />
It's not funny.  It's not acceptable.   In fact, it makes you look stupid.   Absolutely stupid.  <br />
These people, when confronted, always  have the same excuses.  It seems to  vary a little bit from person to  person, but most settle on one solid  excuse:<br />
<br />
<i>i'm to lazy to type right hahahaha ^_^</i><br />
<br />
<br />
Okay, it needs to be said.  <br />
<br />
WHY IN THE HELL WOULD YOU SPEND MORE  TIME ON A STUPID "EMOTICON" THAN YOU  WOULD YOUR ENTIRE SENTENCE?  <br />
<br />
You're either 10 years old, a beginner  at typing, completely useless to anyone  but the military or a Fast Food  restaurant, or you're stupid.  <br />
<br />
For those of you just joining us from  that fabled <i>Turnip Truck</i> that tons of  people seem to have fallen off of in  the olden days, let's take a brief look  at what this "Stupid" word is defined  as, shall we?<br />
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<b>stu·pid</b><br />
<i>adj.</i> stu·pid·er, stu·pid·est<br />
   <br />
<br />
1.  Slow to learn or understand;  obtuse. <br />
2.  Tending to make poor decisions or  careless mistakes. <br />
3.  Marked by a lack of intelligence or  care; foolish or careless: a stupid  mistake. <br />
4.  Dazed, stunned, or stupefied. <br />
5.  Pointless; worthless: a stupid job.  <br />
<br />
<i>Information © Dictionary.com</i><br />
<br />
Starting to make sense now, boys and  girls?  <br />
I am sickened by these every day  happenings.  It's a shame how so many  brilliant, creative people have taken  over the internet, with their message  boards, their artwork, their fan clubs,  their music sites, their video game  reviews, and many, many other  reasons....and only fifteen percent of  them, give or take a smidgeon or so,  can type like intelligent people.<br />
<br />
How do these people talk, I wonder?  Do  they speak the same way they type?  In  unintelligible, nauseating sentence  fragments?  <br />
<br />
Maybe the problem is that nobody has  ten seconds to spare in their  "Extremely busy schedules" these days.   Maybe pornography and video games have  taken up all of their time.  Maybe  nobody cares about anything anymore.   Maybe those of us who can read and  write should be put on an island  somewhere, since we have become the  minority.  Maybe.  Just...maybe.<br />
<br />
I know I'm outnumbered, so I will  probably get a ton of flack for this.   So be it.  I am expressing what I  feel....it is who I am, and what I do.   Artists express themselves everyday.   It is what I am doing now.<br />
<br />
For those of you who are like me, speak  up.  You know it bothers you.  Let's  fight back the wave of lowered  expectations that overcomes us.  Our  world has no future if this is allowed  to continue.  <br />
<br />
Can you see it now?  Advertisements of  the future would look something like  this, if this is allowed to persist:<br />
<br />
<b>nike.  to be the faster runer, you  gotta hav teh best shoes  your neghbor  has them. you know you wnat them to.</b><br />
<br />
Disgusting, isn't it?<br />
<br />
Comment away.  This should be  interesting.<br />
<br />
<br />
Brian, a.k.a. n1nj4zero ]]></description>
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