<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531</id><updated>2011-08-05T14:42:41.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuum</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>422</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-447383973315031934</id><published>2010-11-07T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T08:33:44.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rest or fun</title><summary type='text'>in growing up the schedule fills upwith workwith social obligationsmy calender has been so crammed with funbut what i really want for christmasis a little bit of rest</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-1100790652115431611</id><published>2010-11-07T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T08:31:58.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>great people</title><summary type='text'>you know. the ones that went down in historythey gave up so muchthey dedicated themselves wholeheartedlythey built things stone by stonebut there is no element of mystery or impossiblein what they didjust hard cold steady determinationand perhaps timing(finished Ghandi's memoires and halfway through Mandelas)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/1100790652115431611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=1100790652115431611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-944304598333900558</id><published>2010-02-14T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T05:12:08.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>community</title><summary type='text'>Strong bonding between people means engaging over time their differences. Richard Sennett in The Corrosion of Character</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/944304598333900558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=944304598333900558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/944304598333900558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/944304598333900558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2010/02/community.html' title='community'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-7479729912749705202</id><published>2009-12-26T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T07:12:29.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samma Ajiva, the right livelihood</title><summary type='text'>fortunate(in so many other ways, but also)to be young enough to be able to make the choiceand wise enough to know which path to choosefunny how the philosophical meanderings can become such concrete options sometimes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/7479729912749705202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=7479729912749705202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7479729912749705202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7479729912749705202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/12/samma-ajiva-right-livelihood.html' title='Samma Ajiva, the right livelihood'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-5939489096135775666</id><published>2009-12-26T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T07:16:22.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a global nomad</title><summary type='text'>... it took me 6 months to buy plates, and only because it bothered someone i was dating that we were eating out of bowls.... i might never buy curtains... football/hockey/baseball teams etc? *shrug* ... for every purchase there is always the counter question of whether i would bring it along for the next move... my sugar is still kept in an asparagus jar... i normally have 4 kinds of teas and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/5939489096135775666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=5939489096135775666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5939489096135775666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5939489096135775666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/12/being-global-nomad.html' title='Being a global nomad'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-1584775404324187871</id><published>2009-10-14T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:44:04.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stay or leave</title><summary type='text'>If you put everything into something, and it doesn't grow then you need to leave.But it has to be wholehearted.The hard thing is the time aspect... and how much it has to grow. But if you give everything then you know for sure when enough is enough</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/1584775404324187871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=1584775404324187871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1584775404324187871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1584775404324187871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/10/stay-or-leave.html' title='stay or leave'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-518273350383923593</id><published>2009-10-08T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:38:00.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* Above all, be true to yourself, and if you cannot put your heart in it, take yourself out of it.--Hardy D. Jackson</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/518273350383923593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=518273350383923593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/518273350383923593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/518273350383923593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/10/above-all-be-true-to-yourself-and-if.html' title=''/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-814679705758020009</id><published>2009-10-01T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:52:39.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad mood</title><summary type='text'>no romance didn't diebecause it's always been deadi was just a fool to think otherwise</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/814679705758020009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=814679705758020009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/814679705758020009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/814679705758020009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/10/bad-mood.html' title='bad mood'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-1355635036969332377</id><published>2009-08-27T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T03:50:46.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>redefining L-O-V-E</title><summary type='text'>In light of the statements below, I propose the following statement of Love:it's possible to pull with someone in the same directionhave an understanding and respect for their life and personto actively enourage the freedom to be their greatest selfand no less, to actively encourage oneself the freedom to growthere is enough time and romantic relationships can be worth itit doesn't need or have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/1355635036969332377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=1355635036969332377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1355635036969332377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1355635036969332377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/08/redefining-l-o-v-e.html' title='redefining L-O-V-E'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-367627174469711656</id><published>2009-08-10T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:33:02.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stay?</title><summary type='text'>who would have thought.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/367627174469711656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=367627174469711656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/367627174469711656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/367627174469711656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/08/stay.html' title='stay?'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2129808413311087395</id><published>2009-07-22T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:31:19.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lead by example</title><summary type='text'>watching you play i realized just how much the faith and patience of a teacher can give a student. and i remember my teachers. and i remember thinking, that perhaps the noblest thing we can do is teach by example.we spoke about lost values, attention spans, and disproportionate rewards. this could well be the biggest task ahead of us.i don't have the luxury of loosing who i am, the price was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2129808413311087395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2129808413311087395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2129808413311087395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2129808413311087395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/07/lead-by-example.html' title='lead by example'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-7206509979063919350</id><published>2009-06-15T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T08:41:07.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uhoh</title><summary type='text'>just when i was doing so well in pretending that i didn't mind that you are so stunning.i won't say anything if you don't, because i see myself falling way too far...and if it wasn't for the way our arms brushed this afternoon, you didn't have to walk so close, these thoughts would have stayed in the back of mind, where they belong.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/7206509979063919350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=7206509979063919350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7206509979063919350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7206509979063919350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/06/uhoh.html' title='uhoh'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2382745804606473810</id><published>2009-06-06T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T08:31:32.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to "normal"</title><summary type='text'>may - montserratjune - krakow and trentojuly - costa brava and pasadena/LA, friend visitaug - parents visitsept - back to scotland, another visit</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2382745804606473810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2382745804606473810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2382745804606473810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2382745804606473810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-to-normal.html' title='back to &quot;normal&quot;'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2012769089247838306</id><published>2009-06-05T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:04:53.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But For Now</title><summary type='text'>Sure I know you'd like to have meTalk about my futureAnd a million words or so to fill you in about my pastHave I sisters or a brotherWhen's my birthday how's my motherWell my dear in time I'll answer all those things you askJAMIE CULLUM i wonder about the texture and flavor of your skin  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2012769089247838306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2012769089247838306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2012769089247838306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2012769089247838306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/06/but-for-now.html' title='But For Now'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-8269110231552987328</id><published>2009-05-27T02:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T02:57:04.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>play time</title><summary type='text'>damnit misterit would have been better if you weren't flirting so ostentatiously....see, now i HAVE to be creative....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6623773049520788185</id><published>2009-05-26T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:07:57.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gratitude</title><summary type='text'>take ownershipfor pleasure as well as workand if you doubt the power of manifestationat least recoginize the effectiveness of setting priorities straight</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6623773049520788185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6623773049520788185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6623773049520788185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6623773049520788185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/05/gratitude.html' title='gratitude'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-4420895160254327323</id><published>2009-05-15T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T07:22:17.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it might not have been the smartest career move</title><summary type='text'>but i refuse to step on people on my way up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/4420895160254327323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=4420895160254327323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4420895160254327323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4420895160254327323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-might-not-have-been-smartest-career.html' title='it might not have been the smartest career move'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-8717783990603956818</id><published>2009-05-06T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:57:52.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to stop drinking so much caffeine</title><summary type='text'>you think you know it in your sleepand then you don't sleepso welland you find out that you don'tafter all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/8717783990603956818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=8717783990603956818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8717783990603956818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8717783990603956818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-need-to-stop-drinking-so-much.html' title='i need to stop drinking so much caffeine'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-8534074554195574306</id><published>2009-04-29T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:07:04.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>never enough</title><summary type='text'>and i remember how you told me about putting more stamps so that the letters would get there quickerhow hard it is to want so much and to achieve so littleand the big things the important things they will take longerand the small important thingsthey get forgotten too often</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/8534074554195574306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=8534074554195574306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/1200138524556440340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=1200138524556440340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1200138524556440340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1200138524556440340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/04/iron.html' title='iron'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6798142867834811064</id><published>2009-04-08T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:06:26.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my name is -, and i am a workaholic</title><summary type='text'>i guess you know you're in the right fieldwhen you feel like working on your days offor when you're illand it's not guilt or poor self-esteembut a desire to build, to createor simply knowing that if you spend a little time giving feedback things could be done oh so much better(universe - thanks for teaching me in bite size packets)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6798142867834811064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6798142867834811064&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6798142867834811064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6798142867834811064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-name-is-and-i-am-workaholic.html' title='my name is -, and i am a workaholic'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6430109234970478865</id><published>2009-04-03T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T06:15:50.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trials</title><summary type='text'>remember that character is shown and earnedunder times of trial, not easeremember too your fortunesthere are manyand they are greatremember that uncertaintyalways precedes great changefret not childit will come right</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6430109234970478865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6430109234970478865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6430109234970478865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6430109234970478865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/04/trials.html' title='trials'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-5572265843110139576</id><published>2009-03-26T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T11:21:05.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>after a few years</title><summary type='text'>you're still someone i'd put the kettle on fori appreciate your playful nature more than everand look forward to hearing about your adventuresmaybe the geographic distance makes it saferi don't have to fall for you againbut mostly, i'm just glad to be in touch</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/5572265843110139576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=5572265843110139576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way.” Pablo Neruda From here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/814822501063728373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=814822501063728373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/814822501063728373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/814822501063728373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-not-love-its-not-even-obsession.html' title='It&apos;s not love, it&apos;s not even an obsession'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-8814797955498732388</id><published>2009-03-21T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T06:37:40.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions</title><summary type='text'>closer to the whatit feels like the how is about to unfoldlife, i love you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/8814797955498732388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=8814797955498732388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8814797955498732388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8814797955498732388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/03/decisions.html' title='decisions'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-4523817157642662827</id><published>2009-03-18T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:53:02.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>geographical ambivalence</title><summary type='text'>when i said barcelona next i wasn't really thinking about moving again within 3 weeksnow it's a tangible option.better aligned work and the seavsboxing up rerooting again from a city i already learned to love</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/4523817157642662827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=4523817157642662827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4523817157642662827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4523817157642662827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/03/gep.html' title='geographical ambivalence'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2239139571595553856</id><published>2009-03-16T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:14:41.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Gaudi</title><summary type='text'>I found their descriptions too flowery, but I think your work is no less than genius.I can only imagine how much you fed your art, and how the passion consumed you.I traced my fingers along the textures of your wood and felt at home.Thank for reminding me to forget about convention and all the things I have yet to build.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2239139571595553856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2239139571595553856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2239139571595553856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2239139571595553856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-gaudi.html' title='To Gaudi'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-8536521233131629508</id><published>2009-03-12T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T02:27:38.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barcelona next</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/8536521233131629508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=8536521233131629508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8536521233131629508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8536521233131629508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/03/barcelona-next.html' title='Barcelona next'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6953870736565994058</id><published>2009-03-10T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T09:49:47.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the honeymoon is over</title><summary type='text'>can i go home now?...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6953870736565994058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6953870736565994058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6953870736565994058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6953870736565994058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/03/honeymoon-is-over.html' title='the honeymoon is over'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-8336050695615402711</id><published>2009-03-01T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T02:36:19.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time moves differently here</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/8336050695615402711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=8336050695615402711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8336050695615402711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8336050695615402711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-moves-differently-here.html' title='time moves differently here'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-5928221362573391243</id><published>2009-02-27T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T09:27:12.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>surreal</title><summary type='text'>what was the pub doing in my dreams months ago?the shadows played on your face last night, i'm sorry if i staredflies never seemed more fascinatingit just fits so wellis it because i decided it would?living in the moment never felt so good.i almost feel guilty ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/5928221362573391243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=5928221362573391243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5928221362573391243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5928221362573391243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/02/surreal.html' title='surreal'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2604508385487159486</id><published>2009-02-23T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:51:36.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be seeing you</title><summary type='text'>between your snowdrops and my cherry blossomsthe brown packets carry colored ribbonson the airwaves between</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2604508385487159486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2604508385487159486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2604508385487159486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2604508385487159486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/02/ill-be-seeing-you.html' title='i&apos;ll be seeing you'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2071380631373626323</id><published>2009-02-16T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T05:46:03.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>economics</title><summary type='text'>even 10 years after posing the initial question, it is nowhere nearer to being answeredwhat if we only produced and consumed what we needed?what if profit was not aimed to improve year on year, if rather the aim was equilibrium?utopia, a viable alternative to socialism, or total collapse (would anything follow)a partial answer seemed to come from socio-biologyconsumption is in part tied to status</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2071380631373626323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2071380631373626323&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2071380631373626323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2071380631373626323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/02/economics.html' title='economics'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-248389452448475387</id><published>2009-02-12T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:15:49.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>current reading</title><summary type='text'>On time and continuityLos hechos graves están                  fuera del tiempo, ya porque en ellos el pasado inmediato queda                  como tronchado del porvenir, ya porque no parecen consecutivas                  las partes que los forman.Borges (Emma Zunz)(My translation: Serious things are disconnected/free of from time, either because the immediate past stays separate from the future</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/248389452448475387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=248389452448475387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/248389452448475387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/248389452448475387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/02/current-reading.html' title='current reading'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2524365212623099634</id><published>2009-02-08T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:13:35.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes i miss who we were theni didn't realize i had changed so muchmaybe you were meant to remind meand maybe i just read too much into itagain</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2524365212623099634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2524365212623099634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2524365212623099634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2524365212623099634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-i-miss-who-we-were-then-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-4464077788204332631</id><published>2009-02-04T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:06:25.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>global tribe</title><summary type='text'>i would never have guessed which ones would have stayedor which ones suddenly would reappear now in such a time of changei only know that this is so because it fitsjust as some people no longer, or never did, fitchange always taught me humilitybut this time i am immensly thankful for my global tribethis time i am not moving alone</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/4464077788204332631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=4464077788204332631&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4464077788204332631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4464077788204332631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/02/global-tribe.html' title='global tribe'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-5328140194554609402</id><published>2009-01-31T01:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T01:56:37.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Theresa's Prayer</title><summary type='text'>May today  there be peace within.May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be.May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others.May you use the gifts that  you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content with yourself just the way you are.Let this knowledge settle into your bones, and allow your soul </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/5328140194554609402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=5328140194554609402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5328140194554609402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5328140194554609402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2009/01/st-theresas-prayer.html' title='St. Theresa&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2643704395555262273</id><published>2008-12-19T02:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T02:14:14.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>social interaction vs. manipulation</title><summary type='text'>it's important to live genuinely and trulyother times it's better to use the most effectiveaction, word, or lack thereofit's not a question of manipulationmerely of smooth interactionsnor is this necessarily a threat to the coreif done skillfully and without interest in personal gain</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2643704395555262273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2643704395555262273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2643704395555262273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2643704395555262273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/12/social-interaction-vs-manipulation.html' title='social interaction vs. manipulation'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2164171165069776229</id><published>2008-12-19T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T02:13:56.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll see you in the ambiguity</title><summary type='text'>(3pm, ok?)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-8075411350093720626</id><published>2008-12-15T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T02:50:02.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>attach-detach</title><summary type='text'>attach: attempting to condense essence, to make more of the time leftdetach: staying away, might as well get ready for the impending departure</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/8075411350093720626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=8075411350093720626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8075411350093720626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8075411350093720626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/12/attach-detach.html' title='attach-detach'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6060664759233912259</id><published>2008-12-12T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:54:02.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><summary type='text'>inspiration</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6060664759233912259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6060664759233912259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6060664759233912259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6060664759233912259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-3682628433633198902</id><published>2008-12-10T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:23:20.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices</title><summary type='text'>perhaps living rightly is about the choicesrather than the patheven on what may seem the most wayward patha good choice can be madeas inthe lives of othersthe greatest risk associated with becoming co-creatoris believing that only your mind is real,while all objects out there in the world are mirages that depend upon you...struggles with self-importance [...] always end once the person finds a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3682628433633198902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3682628433633198902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3682628433633198902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3682628433633198902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/12/choices.html' title='choices'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-8124486169003578917</id><published>2008-12-09T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:31:49.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>liminal</title><summary type='text'>can the conflict between intentionsbe nulledwith an intention for all (intentions) to be possibleseeking home in understandingthe concept of global nomadsbut still, there is no unity in thatis society that artificial a construct?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/8124486169003578917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=8124486169003578917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8124486169003578917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8124486169003578917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/12/conflicting-intensions.html' title='liminal'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-4435952883363533706</id><published>2008-11-27T05:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T07:16:07.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>make pretend</title><summary type='text'>i fell asleep with your arms around meit isn't realit couldn't bebut here we are</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/4435952883363533706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=4435952883363533706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4435952883363533706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4435952883363533706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/11/make-pretend.html' title='make pretend'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-3819197200001431158</id><published>2008-11-24T03:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T04:55:56.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance me to the end of love</title><summary type='text'>i know you make every girl you dance with feel speciali try to do that toobut that moment we saw each other's true selfbody, mind and soul inseparablea moment unforgettable and irreplicableand so i thank youfrom the depth of being</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3819197200001431158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3819197200001431158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3819197200001431158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3819197200001431158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/11/dance-me-to-end-of-love.html' title='dance me to the end of love'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-5956338519750926890</id><published>2008-11-17T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:24:28.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bigger and smaller cages</title><summary type='text'>most of us are playing smallhow is it that we build these cities in the large wildernessand then replace it by small oases?(i will miss the hills if i go)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/5956338519750926890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=5956338519750926890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5956338519750926890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5956338519750926890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/11/bigger-and-smaller-cages.html' title='bigger and smaller cages'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2878570958317710498</id><published>2008-11-16T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:39:09.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you mean you can't do anything further (Balmedie)</title><summary type='text'>Downing St. 10: While the Government can appreciate there are many who have strong feelings and concerns about this latest proposal, we are unable to comment on the relevant decisions on planning and development, which are the responsibility of the Devolved Administration in Scotland. You can find details of how to contact the Devolved Administration at www.Scotland.Gov.uk Menie Scotland -&gt; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2878570958317710498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2878570958317710498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2878570958317710498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2878570958317710498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-do-you-mean-you-cant-do-anything.html' title='What do you mean you can&apos;t do anything further (Balmedie)'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kQS6cKK0iRE/ST67Q2ZXMnI/AAAAAAAAABA/oJDN6xUjpxk/s72-c/DSC04898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-885730019689929058</id><published>2008-11-14T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:32:15.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny that</title><summary type='text'>funny how of all the peopleyou would be the one to draw me a sheepi forgot why i was so drawn to younow i remembermore frustrating than painfulwhy you of all peoplebut i'm glad you are beautiful stillnot everything is lost</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/885730019689929058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=885730019689929058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/885730019689929058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/885730019689929058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/11/funny-that.html' title='funny that'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-658312954215101283</id><published>2008-11-10T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:52:59.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the most important things i learned doing a phd</title><summary type='text'>(not complete or structured)not only that it isn't enough to love someonebut that sometimes there are things you need that someone who loves you cannot give youwhen you are not sure sometimes it is better to choose something and just keep movinghome is a state of mindrewards are not in proportion to effort - sometimes there is no relationbalance between work and play is vitalas is between body </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/658312954215101283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=658312954215101283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/658312954215101283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/658312954215101283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/11/most-important-things-i-learned-doing.html' title='the most important things i learned doing a phd'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-1546579720894446040</id><published>2008-11-10T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T07:13:59.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><summary type='text'>n: i know the destination, if only i knew the pathk: i know the path, if only i knew the destinationn: maybe we should exchange forcesk: i thought we already are</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/1546579720894446040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=1546579720894446040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1546579720894446040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1546579720894446040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-513456891660735973</id><published>2008-11-05T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:56:07.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crisis</title><summary type='text'>financial, globalnot to belittle the situationbut when talented people with tenure and 20+ years loyaltyare being made redundantcould you please forgive me for being a bit afraid of the dark?can i still afford to dream?and how big?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/513456891660735973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=513456891660735973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/513456891660735973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/513456891660735973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/11/crisis.html' title='crisis'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-5971995312683912972</id><published>2008-11-04T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T03:08:54.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On proximity</title><summary type='text'>there is a fine line between independence and proximityin life there are friends who are too closeand those that are too farit is the nature of the relationshipit is the nature of the peoplesome people listen better than othersand others give so muchsocial lubricant is a delicate art, is mastered by fewother people call it small talk and treat it with disdainjust like some people can apologize to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/5971995312683912972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=5971995312683912972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5971995312683912972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5971995312683912972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-proximity.html' title='On proximity'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6770306642499658873</id><published>2008-10-31T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:09:04.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>can the world please stop for a momentso i can sit down and thinkand decide what it is i really wantwe can go right back to spinningafterward</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6770306642499658873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6770306642499658873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6770306642499658873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6770306642499658873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-world-please-stop-for-moment-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-9020097039086535923</id><published>2008-10-29T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:16:53.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>who am i to demand answerswhen all i've got is questions</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/9020097039086535923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=9020097039086535923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/9020097039086535923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/9020097039086535923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/10/who-am-i-to-demand-answers-when-all-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6580002753238304545</id><published>2008-10-22T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T03:55:37.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>consumption</title><summary type='text'>eating its own tailone need spawns anotherthe red jeans to the new boots</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6580002753238304545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6580002753238304545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6580002753238304545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6580002753238304545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/10/consumption.html' title='consumption'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-3682925072083996980</id><published>2008-10-14T03:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T03:04:01.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inadequecy, perfection and love</title><summary type='text'>we seek increasing perfection in ourselves and in our loversand then ask why we didn't get simplicity.sometimes we ask why we are tiredbut very seldom do we ask what it is that drives us toward perfectionis the solution unconditional self-love?and yet... how is it that people choose to grow in one aspect and not another. few people are (attempt to be) physically, mentally and soulfully </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3682925072083996980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3682925072083996980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3682925072083996980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3682925072083996980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/10/inadequecy-perfection-and-love.html' title='inadequecy, perfection and love'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-9083349461494484506</id><published>2008-10-06T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T06:18:34.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wanderlust</title><summary type='text'>Kira Salak - adventurer</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/9083349461494484506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=9083349461494484506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/9083349461494484506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/9083349461494484506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/10/wanderlust.html' title='wanderlust'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-3734155431892290306</id><published>2008-10-03T03:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T03:06:15.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Persian poetry</title><summary type='text'>i asked a friend about persian poetry a few months ago,now i've started readingi think i like forugh farrokhzadthough rumi remains a clear international favorite</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3734155431892290306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3734155431892290306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3734155431892290306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3734155431892290306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/10/persian-poetry.html' title='Persian poetry'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-4749148521190984554</id><published>2008-10-03T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T03:08:39.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pace</title><summary type='text'>some say pace is one of the predictors of whether a marriage will lastsome people eat slow, walk slow, do slow, while others are fastin friendships at least, an understanding that people work differently seems to go a long way</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/4749148521190984554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=4749148521190984554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4749148521190984554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4749148521190984554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/10/pace.html' title='pace'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-3293816757185639371</id><published>2008-09-29T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T06:20:04.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sing or swim</title><summary type='text'>i liked the concept that the birth of new speciesmay be equivalent to places in the aboriginal songlinesand if evolution moves in leaps rather than linear progressionif cold and dry weather was what made our frontal lobes growand if this is what is likely to happen when the gulf stream changeswill we see another leap in human evolution?maybe this will push us towardthis well needed change rather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3293816757185639371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3293816757185639371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3293816757185639371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3293816757185639371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/09/sing-or-swim.html' title='sing or swim'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2823769465727946313</id><published>2008-09-29T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T03:14:28.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>metaphors and alternative worlds</title><summary type='text'>what if everything in the world is a metaphor for something else? (il postino)reminds me of calvino's "invisible cities" (excerpts) what is more real in the end, the symbol or the artifact it represents? and as we all have our own private metaphors, does not the beauty of the plethora of alternative views astound?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2823769465727946313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2823769465727946313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2823769465727946313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2823769465727946313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/09/metaphors-and-alternative-worlds.html' title='metaphors and alternative worlds'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2777376759574543428</id><published>2008-09-09T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T03:21:32.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams and empowerment</title><summary type='text'>is it really a question of empowermentin the heistderren brown shows just how empowerment can go wrongand is it not things like "the secret"which make many people crash in middle agewhen they realize they are not godsand malleable by wind and whimsor create a sense of unjustified superioritythough if you think you have more to gamble withyour odds do increaseso many wise clever people working </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2777376759574543428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2777376759574543428&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2777376759574543428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2777376759574543428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/09/secret.html' title='dreams and empowerment'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2091467550558235014</id><published>2008-08-26T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T06:08:56.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for once the path and not the traveler</title><summary type='text'>Songlines by Bruce ChatwinThe songlines are the invisible pathways that criss-cross Australia, ancient tracks connecting communities and following ancient boundaries. Along these lines Aboriginals passed the songs which revealed the creation of the land and the secrets of its past.  ...  “So a musical phrase is a map reference?”  “Music is a memory bank for finding one's way around the world”  ..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2091467550558235014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2091467550558235014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2091467550558235014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2091467550558235014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-once-path-and-not-traveler.html' title='for once the path and not the traveler'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-1686136413482988367</id><published>2008-08-15T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T05:56:34.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgia</title><summary type='text'>Conflict no longer means the same thing to me.What's happening in Georgia? Exactly?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/1686136413482988367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=1686136413482988367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1686136413482988367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1686136413482988367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/08/georgia.html' title='Georgia'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-3541478792394192718</id><published>2008-08-15T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T03:02:27.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What ever doesn't kill you makes you stronger</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure I've written about Amanda Baggs before.  A brilliant blogger.She's also a prominent advocate in the disability rights movement, being a non-speaking physically disabled and autistic woman, but mostly I just find her writing brilliant.This is a song she (re-)posted recently - dedicated to those who fell:"They say life on a battlefieldIs sink or swimAnd only the strong surviveAnd those of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3541478792394192718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3541478792394192718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3541478792394192718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3541478792394192718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-ever-doesnt-kill-you-makes-you.html' title='What ever doesn&apos;t kill you makes you stronger'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-3960278529774265786</id><published>2008-08-12T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T04:44:13.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience grasshopper</title><summary type='text'>funny how results start to show years and years laterinstant gratification really isn't all that.Marco Polo describes a bridge, stone by stone."But which is the stone that supports the bridge?" Kublai Khan asks."The bridge is not supported by one stone or another," Marco answers, "but by the line of the arch that they form."Kublai Kahn remains silent, reflecting. Then he adds: "Why do you speak </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3960278529774265786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3960278529774265786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3960278529774265786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3960278529774265786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/08/patience-grasshopper.html' title='Patience grasshopper'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-7159743069971413304</id><published>2008-07-26T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T04:39:49.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rising price of milk</title><summary type='text'>I didn't know farmers couldn't live off milk anymore.------------Out of nowhere she asks what our dream job would be. Disregarding feasibility, only with the heart. She said she'd watch hedgehogs (or was it guinea pigs) out in the country. I'd still be a dancer. Some things take less time to change. She also said high school kids think everything is possible. I never thought I lost the ability. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/7159743069971413304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=7159743069971413304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7159743069971413304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7159743069971413304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/07/rising-price-of-milk.html' title='The rising price of milk'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-3766020834038817373</id><published>2008-07-08T03:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T04:14:47.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Van Gogh</title><summary type='text'>"I am a man of passions, capable of doing foolish things, speak and act too quickly when it would have been better to wait patiently. This being the case, must I consider myself a dangerous man, incapable of doing anything? I do not think so. But the question is to try and put these self-same passions to good use.""Mediocrity in its simplest signification I do not despise at all.And one certainly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3766020834038817373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3766020834038817373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3766020834038817373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3766020834038817373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/07/van-gogh.html' title='Van Gogh'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-1923886211352574219</id><published>2008-07-07T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T05:34:22.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortunate</title><summary type='text'>... is he who has many dreams.... is he who can fulfill his dreams.... is he who knows which dreams will bring true happiness.... ?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/1923886211352574219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=1923886211352574219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1923886211352574219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1923886211352574219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/07/definition-of-fortune.html' title='Fortunate'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-7124757455836176797</id><published>2008-06-30T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T08:35:38.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer reading</title><summary type='text'>Momo - is no less for being a children's book. Reminds the reader of the importance of learning to listen, really listen. And the illusion of time, and the ongoing theft thereof by gray suited men we long ceased to see. A true celebration of life and as much a prerequisite read as the Little Prince.Lust for Life - a biography of Van Gogh's life. Inspiration in textual form. From books to working </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/7124757455836176797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=7124757455836176797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7124757455836176797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7124757455836176797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-reading.html' title='summer reading'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2162234329378980028</id><published>2008-06-30T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T08:24:20.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>horoscope</title><summary type='text'>even if there isn't a drop of truth or realism to itwhy is it we judge so harshly, why is it we are so quick to rob each other of our dreamsand even if voltaire never uttered the words, there they are whispered in an argument over dinner: I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2162234329378980028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2162234329378980028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2162234329378980028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2162234329378980028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/06/horoscope.html' title='horoscope'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-5311568694823442803</id><published>2008-06-30T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T04:49:23.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oscillation in the search for a happy medium</title><summary type='text'>are passions serious things or frivolous?should one live by the moment savoring its flavor, or plan ahead a little moreis it more important to live near the sea, to follow inspiring work or... follow another dream forgotten in the striving toward current goals?it helps to look in from the outside, but that's very different from having answersnot that answers can be had, or are necessarily needed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/5311568694823442803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=5311568694823442803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5311568694823442803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5311568694823442803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/06/oscillation-in-search-for-happy-medium.html' title='oscillation in the search for a happy medium'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6957248632965142852</id><published>2008-06-16T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T06:36:24.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how are you?</title><summary type='text'>is often replied to by either an evaluative judgment (fine thanks)or answers other questions (what have you been doing)i am enjoying growingcould be the more succinct reply, but it's not likely to be understood.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6957248632965142852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6957248632965142852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6957248632965142852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6957248632965142852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-are-you.html' title='how are you?'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6522984750260984731</id><published>2008-06-16T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T06:33:44.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the thing with thrills</title><summary type='text'>is that they easily become addictions"You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop." Radiohead/Jamie Cullum</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6522984750260984731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6522984750260984731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6522984750260984731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6522984750260984731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/06/thing-with-thrills.html' title='the thing with thrills'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-3534892520359598209</id><published>2008-06-12T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T06:37:26.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the woman of many voices</title><summary type='text'>and what if we only spoke ina)  superlatives?b) diminutives?would we change, or only the image&gt; the line between self-image and external image continues to blur.and do we really prefer people who tell us about ourselves?today's chemist says toxicity and corrosiveness are different properties. the world as it spins toward entropy needs more katalysts.Iceland's population really only is around </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3534892520359598209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3534892520359598209&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3534892520359598209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3534892520359598209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/06/woman-of-many-voices.html' title='the woman of many voices'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6365487792982032694</id><published>2008-06-09T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T05:41:03.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quiet World - Jeffrey McDaniel</title><summary type='text'>(Originally received from Nutshell.)In an effort to get people to lookinto each other's eyes more,and also to appease the mutes,the government has decidedto allot each person exactly a hundredand sixty-seven words, per day.When the phone rings, I put it to my earwithout saying hello. In the restaurantI point at chicken noodle soup.I am adjusting well to the new way.Late at night, I call my long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6365487792982032694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6365487792982032694&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6365487792982032694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6365487792982032694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/06/quiet-world-jeffrey-mcdaniel.html' title='The Quiet World - Jeffrey McDaniel'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6623668027158286042</id><published>2008-06-06T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T06:00:52.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ode to JP</title><summary type='text'>i am concerned that your honest blemishes do more to enamor me than the words of most living men. kudos to Simone for releasing the letters.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6623668027158286042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6623668027158286042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6623668027158286042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6623668027158286042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/06/ode-to-jp.html' title='ode to JP'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-1970567098628653410</id><published>2008-06-06T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T05:55:42.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>best dance.</title><summary type='text'>as in ever.with soul, from your toes.i hope we dance again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/1970567098628653410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=1970567098628653410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1970567098628653410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1970567098628653410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-dance.html' title='best dance.'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2345350229005347720</id><published>2008-05-29T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T02:56:25.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>union</title><summary type='text'>it is by virtue of our distinction, our independent division,that we are able to stand united, and in such close proximity</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2345350229005347720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2345350229005347720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2345350229005347720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2345350229005347720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/05/union.html' title='union'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-8314313052263173752</id><published>2008-05-28T08:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:12:28.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastifarianism</title><summary type='text'>So, having come across more than one Pastifarian I felt obliged to look it up.Context can be found here.The original Flying Spaghetti Monster can be found here.Ramen!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/8314313052263173752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=8314313052263173752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8314313052263173752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8314313052263173752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/05/pastifarianism.html' title='Pastifarianism'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-1806578856381752192</id><published>2008-05-21T17:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:20:14.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mummy...?</title><summary type='text'>...how is it a construction site can look so much like a playground?....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/1806578856381752192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=1806578856381752192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1806578856381752192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1806578856381752192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/05/mummy.html' title='mummy...?'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-1135240648433261994</id><published>2008-05-20T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T04:57:50.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>US begins to break foreign oil ‘addiction’</title><summary type='text'>So remind me, why are we arguing about bio fuels again?Taken from the financial times:The US is starting to break its “addiction” to foreign oil as high prices, more efficient cars, and the use of ethanol significantly cut the share of its oil imports for the first time since 1977. The country’s foreign oil dependency is expected to fall from 60 per cent to 50 per cent in 2015, before rising </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/1135240648433261994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=1135240648433261994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1135240648433261994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1135240648433261994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/05/us-begins-to-break-foreign-oil.html' title='US begins to break foreign oil ‘addiction’'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-8027184148863802973</id><published>2008-05-17T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T10:58:20.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>david gray. chocolate. fish. oases. blue.we all need someone to be beautiful for.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/8027184148863802973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=8027184148863802973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8027184148863802973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/8027184148863802973'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6018156485899105591</id><published>2008-05-15T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T02:13:46.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>way of the sparrow</title><summary type='text'>it's not always about doing the best possible jobbut about doing the job with what you've got</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6018156485899105591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6018156485899105591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6018156485899105591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6018156485899105591'/><link 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1926345221388869757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/1926345221388869757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/05/china-myanmar-pipeline-still-under.html' title='China-Myanmar pipeline still under discussion'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-2679274947089638618</id><published>2008-05-12T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T05:56:20.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Philippines and Burma</title><summary type='text'>Thailand decides to move toward continued levels of exports after pressure from the Philippines:Possibly US backed - the role of the US in the  Philippines. Burma is in a sad state, but is the humanitarian crisis being exploited? here and hereQuote :In reality, all American assistance comes with political strings attached. The Bush administration has offered a paltry $3.5 million in financial aid</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/2679274947089638618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=2679274947089638618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2679274947089638618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/2679274947089638618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/05/philippines.html' title='Philippines and Burma'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-7533502257043335082</id><published>2008-05-04T11:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T11:54:46.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's so amazing about really Deep Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>(ani difranco - silent all these years)the systembuy things from big barrels etc and skip all the packagingwould milk bottles help, or cause more pollution aside from the impact on advertising etc,is better packaging going to keep food well enough sad to say i'm already much more aware of my personal waste in the past week than ever before. who knows if it'll make a difference... but it's worth </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/7533502257043335082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=7533502257043335082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7533502257043335082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7533502257043335082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/05/whats-so-amazing-about-really-deep.html' title='what&apos;s so amazing about really Deep Thoughts'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6069993070598384825</id><published>2008-04-29T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T09:37:58.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Economist</title><summary type='text'>Source: “We are the canary in the mine,” says Josette Sheeran, the head of the UN's World Food Programme, the largest distributor of food aid. Usually, a food crisis is clear and localised. The harvest fails, often because of war or strife, and the burden in the affected region falls heavily on the poorest. This crisis is different. It is occurring in many countries simultaneously, the first time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6069993070598384825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6069993070598384825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6069993070598384825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/6069993070598384825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/04/economist.html' title='Economist'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-4765393315744592092</id><published>2008-04-25T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:55:41.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up call / call to action</title><summary type='text'>I don't normally bring the world in here so starkly, nor am I prone to panic.This time I'm worried. It has taken me far too long to realize the shit has hit the fan.So the bees are dying in the UK and USIn case the international food crises wasn't enoughwide-spread starving and riots (I am painfully aware just one link isn't representative)liberians start eating spaghetticostco and sam's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/4765393315744592092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=4765393315744592092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4765393315744592092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/4765393315744592092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/04/wake-up-call-call-to-action.html' title='wake up call / call to action'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-6211327417308681853</id><published>2008-04-24T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T04:19:29.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>itch</title><summary type='text'>you gotta scratch where it itchesor the itch ain't gonna goword of the day:sapiosexuality</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/6211327417308681853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=6211327417308681853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-8066928489782534547</id><published>2008-04-23T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T05:20:03.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>muses and musings</title><summary type='text'>embrace your pain she saidit is the sweet pain of the cupid arrowtangible only in the infancy of relationshipsthis too shall passis it harder to know beauty as well as that it must passor to live without it, shutting out the knowledge altogether?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/8066928489782534547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=8066928489782534547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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went with the mailsiblings of countless letters and postcardsthe memories of friendsnow grown and sharing their presentthe cups of teathe cosy roomthe smiles and the laughstwirling while someone plays guitaror </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/7257950186181601813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=7257950186181601813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7257950186181601813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/7257950186181601813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/04/ongoing-love-poem.html' title='ongoing love poem'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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like so many recreated memoriesrethought each time they are encounteredit's incredible how many people fit in one mindhow many life times can fit in one body</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3332168070365191349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3332168070365191349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3332168070365191349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3332168070365191349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/04/memories.html' title='... time to pack up soon.../memories'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-3277640045925744195</id><published>2008-04-16T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T07:59:55.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>travelers dilemma all over again</title><summary type='text'>don't say 'goodbye' it really means 'see you later'       : but 'see you later' sometimes also means 'goodbye'the words are getting devaluedfor each time the stories are toldthe number of flavors is limited of coursemaybe it's time to stop speaking altogetherbut who would want to un-write the beautiful stories of this world</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3277640045925744195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3277640045925744195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3277640045925744195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3277640045925744195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/04/travelers-dilemma-all-over-again.html' title='travelers dilemma all over again'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-5082938344872649500</id><published>2008-04-16T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T06:45:07.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yamato drummers</title><summary type='text'>Yamato was founded in 1993 in Nara, "the land of Yamato," which is said to be the birthplace of Japanese culture. It is a high-energy group that performs on the ancient Japanese wadaiko drums with a cultural and spiritual tone that connects the performers with the audience. The performers put their very souls into these unusual instruments and are infused with the idea that the drumbeat, like the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/5082938344872649500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=5082938344872649500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5082938344872649500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/5082938344872649500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/04/yamato-drummers.html' title='Yamato drummers'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9502531.post-3953755785215377335</id><published>2008-04-15T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T04:09:13.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so long and thanks for all the fish</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/feeds/3953755785215377335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9502531&amp;postID=3953755785215377335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3953755785215377335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9502531/posts/default/3953755785215377335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vakatten.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-long-and-thanks-for-all-fish.html' title='so long and thanks for all the fish'/><author><name>nomad</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
