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                <title>Welcome Back, Me!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 17:20:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well after a year long hiatus (sp?) I am back on Deviant Art, by previewing some of the deviations I missed from those ppl I have watched I am sad I ever left.  By ohh well Im back with new tooks, new ideas, and a new muse to share with you all <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~theboxingsquirrel</author>
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                <title>Outlook: Good</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2005 23:00:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Update about me<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drunk.gif" alt="Drunk" title="Drunk" /> Sobering Up<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: none<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Upanshards<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Twilight Samurai<br /><br />Hello all,<br />
Well not much happening here.  Stress has been significantly less due to the fact that I got some mail that contained some liquid joy <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> So last night some friends and I got drunk and played guitar in the rain outside until we passed out.  It was a very good night.  And hey it was raining!! That always good.  I have always enjoyed rain, but after spending a summer in 140 degree heat with 50 LBS of gear on (long sleeve pants, shirt, helmet, armor.....the list goes on) I enjoy it so much more.  It was pretty funny because I started rambling about how rain was so spirtual because it was one of the 4 elements of creation returning to the earth and I could feel the joy of the rain because they would no longer be just drops but they would be part of something more, be it ocean, puddle, or stream.    Maybe that would make a good song muse?.....hmmmmm anyway im out take care all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Update From The Front</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2005 10:37:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ya ya ya just let me get to the damn journal<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/surrender.gif" alt="Defeated" title="Defeated" /> blah<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: blah<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: blah<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: blah<br /><br />Well, I logged on today to see that since my last login I had recieved 160 page views.  I know they are not what matter and comments are what counts, but its nice to see that ppl are at least <i>looking</i> at my stuff.  Anyways, what a crazy couple of days.  I would like to tell you all what ive been doing, but you never know who might be reading this and besides I dont think I want to proverbial (SP???) black helicopters coming down on me if you know what I mean.  I will tell you this, we cought a punk today, and his conviction gave me chills.  Its little bastards like that who give the Mujahdeen the back bone it needs to survive.  He was 20 and I couldnt help but think, I know this kids story.  Young in a conntry filled with war he was reaching out to what he thought was the right answer.  He was pressured by firends and family im sure, and brain washed by mujahdeen propaganda.  If anyone has ever seen a mujahdeen recrutment video, you can see that they are almost hypnotic in nature.  Very very disconcerting.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Blown away</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2005 00:05:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ya ya ya just let me get to the damn journal<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/happycry.gif" alt="Crying With Joy" title="Crying With Joy" /> blah<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: blah<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: blah<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: blah<br /><br />Wow.  Ok I guess I should explain myself.  <br />
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As some (most) probally know ~drak had a recient DD of an awesome looking dragon/humanoid thing that was unbeliveable.  Feeling inticed by the creativity of the work I checked the 15 year old artists gallery and was absolutley drop-to-the-floor-kick-in-the-kidney-while-standing-on-a-land-mine blown away. The gallery is fucking amazing!!  I feel like a fucking prospector that found a chunk of gold the size of my fuckin fist!.  You must check the gallery ppl im seroius.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Felling Philisophical</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Aug 2005 07:29:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hm.....<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/plug.gif" alt="Unplugged" title="Unplugged" /> Unask The Question.<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: The Noose by Perfect Circle<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Rise Of Endymion<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: ........<br /><br />What a strange thing is man.<br />
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It seems all we do is unite, then divide.  Surface, then dive.  As if a game, where the steaks seem small, compared to the pleasure of the game.  I feel anrgy at times because I am man as well.  The same hard wired impulses are within me and I know that no amount of self reflection, genuflection or intense inspection could rid me of this trait.  I see it in those around me as well, for they are but man.  Even my words betray myself.  "for they are but man"  What is greater and more powerful than man? A group of man? However I cant see that this power we all hold can be defined in mass and volume alone.  I have met many a man that seemed inhumanly strong, but lacked the true power of the mind that a child is born with.  How do we lose this power. This neuroplasticity? The soft flexable fiber of our minds must slowly temper with exposure to the flames of mass mined hysteria and bottled personality.  Anyway this does not matter it is simply specualtion.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>About today</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2005 04:52:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today was a day of days.<br /><br />Hello all, <br />
pretty normal day on the front lines here, politicans say that this is not a war but people are still getting shot at and blown up, I wonder what it takes to be a war??  Maybe Ill understnad someday when my own self intrests out weight my morality.  Saw some good deviations today, check my favs for some, new work coming soon! I promise<br />
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Keep creating<br />
dkb<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Through changed eyes.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2005 08:02:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well,<br />
After being in a war zone I know what the last words of my life will be.  Death has brushed against my face and still I have the audacity to look away and continue my life.  To all those in the states who watch the news, and read about iraq, let me tell you something; belive nothing.  I am old in DeviantArt standards I belive.  If not old then deffinatly faded.  I look at my previous work as that of a child.  The product of a sheltered being and now I plan to open myself to the web in search of acceptance or denial.  It does not matter which. ]]></description>
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                <title>Preparing For War</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2004 10:57:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, im going to iraq how shitty is  that.  Im looking foward to the  cultural awareness that it will bring  me though.  I am still unsure weather  or not I will be able to have time to  write while I am there but I will make  every attempt to continue to do so. ]]></description>
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                <title>Im back!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Aug 2003 01:00:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok after a period of absoulte mental  vacency im back and i am ready to write  again alot to tell so watch me im  smokin'!!!! ]]></description>
                <author>~theboxingsquirrel</author>
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                <title>THank You aLL</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Aug 2003 07:35:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well its a new day, I put out a peice which im kinda rpoud of this  morning I think it will be one fo the few peices ive ever written that  I will go back and edit I see potential.  And what a wonderful first  day as a deviant I woke up this morning and 50 page veiws.  wow It may  not seem like a lot but it 50 more times than people have ever read my  stuff before.  Ohh I got a new icon too like it? <br>
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Keep creating all<br>
DKB ]]></description>
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