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	<title>Week of 11/09/09</title>
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		<title>~Souicsnoc~</title>
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		<description> Consciousness... What is it really?  
Moments live and awake,  
Being aware we're aware?  
 
What are we when not... 
 
Unconscious,  
 
Semi-conscious, 
 
Asleep,  
 
Dead?  
  
 Are we less or more here, 
During those in-between moments  
Just before waking from there... 
 
Do we pale as minutes tick ripe,  
Sustained by seconds,  
While living in a dream?  
 
sinnaminsun 2008 </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2008 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 01:03:58 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>The Agreement</title>
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		<description> God and Satan never agreed to agree
since mankind voiced, its emboldened decree

Let us create us, in our own man made image
never in doubt, our pre-determined lineage
                                                                                      
Sciences taught in universe cities
Satan`s law rules all, no mores the pity

Confound mans language, draw them close to the hilt
cast the first stone, he who stands without guilt

I shall sit in judgement, you accuse all mankind 
I shall write their laws, you convict all you find

In this way we control, and gain all that we seek 
we shall write a godly book, for future and pique

We have thus accomplished our sinister goal,
unbridle them loose, count and tally the toll  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Dan Caldwell</dc:creator>
		<category>Poetry</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 00:57:56 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~To Love~</title>
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		<description>Love, like an ocean blue
Flowing deep,
and free.

Tides rushing in and out
A love,
dear to me.

Time, let it all go
Riding waves,
through love's undertow.

Still burns my sun
Seething fires,
Burnin' on the run.

Now, as an ocean blue
Floods away,
from me.

Will tears, fade the fire
My love,
failed to see?

sinnaminsun 2008 </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2008 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 23:58:09 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Gentle Dream</title>
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		<description>Just about how a dream feels</description>
		<dc:creator>Dan Caldwell</dc:creator>
		<category>Poetry</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 00:18:50 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Last Place I Looked</title>
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		<description>Rough draft of a possibly decent poem</description>
		<dc:creator>Dan Caldwell</dc:creator>
		<category>Poetry</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 23:59:25 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Insanity Rules</title>
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		<description>A moment with insane intentions</description>
		<dc:creator>Dan Caldwell</dc:creator>
		<category>Poetry</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 23:55:23 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Deaths Tendril</title>
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		<description>The Death Tunnel (of love)</description>
		<dc:creator>Dan Caldwell</dc:creator>
		<category>Poetry</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 23:54:47 GMT</pubDate>
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