<?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-2750703638552720689</id><updated>2012-01-18T08:17:22.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>crude rhythms for bears</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>206</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-84494473324710051</id><published>2009-11-28T19:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:57:07.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>innumerable pains and sorrows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theepochtimes.com/n2/images/stories/large/2008/12/14/HelenofTroyWeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 750px; height: 605px;" src="http://www.theepochtimes.com/n2/images/stories/large/2008/12/14/HelenofTroyWeb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"man is subject to innumerable pains and sorrows by the very condition of humanity, and yet, as if nature had not sown evils enough in life, we are continually adding grief to grief, and aggravating the common calamity by our cruel treatment of one another."&lt;/b&gt; /joseph addison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.self-titledmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/12%20Poor%20Jackie.mp3&gt;man man - poor jackie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-84494473324710051?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/84494473324710051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/man-is-subject-to-innumerable-pains-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/84494473324710051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/84494473324710051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/man-is-subject-to-innumerable-pains-and.html' title='innumerable pains and sorrows'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1272068892294255870</id><published>2009-11-27T21:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:40:19.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>too finely woven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs41/f/2009/033/b/6/free_fallin___by_manj3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs41/f/2009/033/b/6/free_fallin___by_manj3d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"of what use is genius, if the organ is too convex or too concave, and cannot find a focal distance within the actual horizon of human life? of what use, if the brain is too cold or too hot, and the man does not care enough for results, to stimulate him to experiment, and hold him up in it? or if the web is too finely woven, too irritable by pleasure and pain, so that life stagnates from too much reception, without due outlet?"&lt;/b&gt; /r.w. emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/06-queens_of_the_stone_age-sky_is_falling-esc.mp3&gt;queens of the stone age - sky is fallin'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1272068892294255870?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1272068892294255870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/too-finely-woven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1272068892294255870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1272068892294255870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/too-finely-woven.html' title='too finely woven'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-4989693982248448876</id><published>2009-11-26T18:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:06:54.304-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so much food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rookery2.viary.com/storagev12/974000/974198_3d4f_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 624px; height: 936px;" src="http://rookery2.viary.com/storagev12/974000/974198_3d4f_625x1000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/08%20-%20Pumpkin%20Pie.mp3&gt;kid congo &amp; the pink monkey birds - pumpkin pie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"q: why does nobody get laid on thanksgiving?&lt;br /&gt;a: all the coats are on the bed."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/george carlin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-4989693982248448876?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/4989693982248448876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-much-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4989693982248448876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4989693982248448876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-much-food.html' title='so much food'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-4693233600346233153</id><published>2009-11-25T20:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:42:48.494-06:00</updated><title type='text'>find the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v188/188/120/8601448/n8601448_42349843_9417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v188/188/120/8601448/n8601448_42349843_9417.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"each man had only one genuine vocation — to find the way to himself."&lt;/b&gt; /hermann hesse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/10%20-%20Warsaw%20Or%20The%20First%20Breath%20You%20Take%20After%20You%20Give%20Up.mp3&gt;them crooked vultures - warsaw or the first breath you take after you give up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-4693233600346233153?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/4693233600346233153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/find-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4693233600346233153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4693233600346233153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/find-way.html' title='find the way'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-7309859748935968528</id><published>2009-11-24T19:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:17:29.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>solitary men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs49/i/2009/155/6/4/Old_Friends_by_Andymy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 717px; height: 501px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs49/i/2009/155/6/4/Old_Friends_by_Andymy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"only solitary men know the full joys of friendship. others have their family; but to a solitary and an exile his friends are everything."&lt;/b&gt; /willa cather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/01%20Big%20City%20(Everybody%20I%20Know%20Can%20Be.mp3&gt;spacemen 3 - big city (everybody i know can be found here)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-7309859748935968528?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/7309859748935968528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/solitary-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7309859748935968528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7309859748935968528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/solitary-men.html' title='solitary men'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-250115997299335954</id><published>2009-11-23T10:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:51:09.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>let every eye negotiate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/Hulk-Hogan--35005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 491px; height: 738px;" src="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/Hulk-Hogan--35005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"friendship is constant in all other things,&lt;br /&gt;save in the office and affairs of love:&lt;br /&gt;therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues;&lt;br /&gt;let every eye negotiate for itself,&lt;br /&gt;and trust no agent."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/bill shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.moteldemoka.com/moka/chme.mp3&gt;ariel pink's haunted graffiti - can't hear my eyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-250115997299335954?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/250115997299335954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-every-eye-negotiate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/250115997299335954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/250115997299335954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-every-eye-negotiate.html' title='let every eye negotiate'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-3244973992634434568</id><published>2009-11-22T10:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:48:14.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>clay in my ten fingers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fabioportugal.com/galerias/rabiscos/images/eyeless_wyrm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 632px; height: 700px;" src="http://www.fabioportugal.com/galerias/rabiscos/images/eyeless_wyrm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"but we, o blockhead, with dogged spite and armored love&lt;br /&gt;shall force those deaf dark powers to grow ears and hear us!&lt;br /&gt;i know that god is earless, eyeless, and heartless too,&lt;br /&gt;a brainless dragon worm that crawls on earth and hopes&lt;br /&gt;in anguish and then in secret that we'll give him soul,&lt;br /&gt;for then he, too, may sprout ears, eyes, to match his growth,&lt;br /&gt;but god is clay in my ten fingers, and I mould him!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/nikos kazantzakis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/thisishowweseeinthedark.mp3&gt;city center - this is how we see in the dark (first version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-3244973992634434568?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/3244973992634434568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/clay-in-my-ten-fingers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3244973992634434568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3244973992634434568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/clay-in-my-ten-fingers.html' title='clay in my ten fingers'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1041270265670373364</id><published>2009-11-21T10:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:48:25.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>look out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs15/i/2007/044/7/5/YEAH__THAT_ONE_RIGHT_THERE_by_EAMONREILLYDOTCOM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs15/i/2007/044/7/5/YEAH__THAT_ONE_RIGHT_THERE_by_EAMONREILLYDOTCOM.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"two men look out through the same bars:&lt;br /&gt;one sees the mud, and one the stars."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/frederick langbridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/5%20-%20I%20Think%20I%20Can.mp3&gt;animal collective - i think i can&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1041270265670373364?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1041270265670373364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/look-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1041270265670373364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1041270265670373364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/look-out.html' title='look out'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5872256550139687909</id><published>2009-11-20T10:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:48:33.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>feel the music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/TheCauseOfDeath/redstarsmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 316px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/TheCauseOfDeath/redstarsmall.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"we feel the music and love the music and give the music."&lt;/b&gt; /christian lorenz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/Heads%20Will%20Roll%20(Willy%20Joy%20Sex%20Dream%20Dub).mp3&gt;yeah yeah yeahs - heads will roll (willy joy sex dream club)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5872256550139687909?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5872256550139687909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/feel-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5872256550139687909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5872256550139687909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/feel-music.html' title='feel the music'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-8865491001426679502</id><published>2009-11-19T10:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:48:43.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>you can do everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nataliedee.com/090104/big-top-of-doom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.nataliedee.com/090104/big-top-of-doom.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i don't want to be called 'the greatest' or 'one of the greatest.' let other guys claim to be the best. i just want to be known as a clown because to me, that's the height of my profession. it means you can do everything — sing, dance and, above all, make people laugh."&lt;/b&gt; /red skelton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/Circus%20(Cover%20by%20Brabe).mp3&gt;j dilla - circus (cover by brabe)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-8865491001426679502?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/8865491001426679502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-can-do-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8865491001426679502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8865491001426679502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-can-do-everything.html' title='you can do everything'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-4597963437972465779</id><published>2009-11-18T09:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:48:50.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just last thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs37/i/2008/282/5/d/dayvan_cowboy_by_TheGReaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 872px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs37/i/2008/282/5/d/dayvan_cowboy_by_TheGReaper.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"dayvan cowboy: an individual who boldly parachutes from the stratosphere down onto a surfboard in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ex. bobby became a dayvan cowboy just last thursday.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/urban dictionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://public.otstrel.ru/files/05._dayvan_cowboy_146.mp3&gt;boards of canada - dayvan cowboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-4597963437972465779?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/4597963437972465779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-last-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4597963437972465779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4597963437972465779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-last-thursday.html' title='just last thursday'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-578034915641974586</id><published>2009-11-17T09:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:48:58.207-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the value of skill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs47/i/2009/207/2/5/Sparrow_by_RuthBurbery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 399px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs47/i/2009/207/2/5/Sparrow_by_RuthBurbery.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"what is chiefly needed is skill rather than machinery. the flight of the buzzard and similar sailors is a convincing demonstration of the value of skill and the partial needlessness of motors. it is possible to fly without motors, but not without knowledge and skill. this i conceive to be fortunate, for man, by reason of his greater intellect, can more reasonably hope to equal birds in knowledge than to equal nature in the perfection of her machinery."&lt;/b&gt; /wilbur wright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/02_the_sparrow_looks_up_at_the_machine.mp3&gt;flaming lips - the sparrow looks up at the machine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-578034915641974586?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/578034915641974586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/value-of-skill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/578034915641974586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/578034915641974586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/value-of-skill.html' title='the value of skill'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-287921962190043665</id><published>2009-11-16T09:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:49:06.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs6/i/2005/083/4/8/Left_behind____by_chinesestunna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 672px; height: 896px;" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs6/i/2005/083/4/8/Left_behind____by_chinesestunna.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"experience is the name everyone gives to their mistakes."&lt;/b&gt; /oscar wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/1-02%20I%20Heard%20The%20Lonesome%20Whistle%20Blow%20(Apparat%20Remix).m4a&gt;johnny cash - i heard the lonesome whistle blow (apparat remix)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-287921962190043665?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/287921962190043665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/mistakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/287921962190043665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/287921962190043665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/mistakes.html' title='mistakes'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-3956036977857594685</id><published>2009-11-15T09:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:49:27.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetness and light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://reluctantmemsahib.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/blackberries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://reluctantmemsahib.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/blackberries.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"the pursuit of perfection, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light. he who works for sweetness and light, works to make reason and the will of god prevail. he who works for machinery, he who works for hatred, works only for confusion. culture looks beyond machinery, culture hates hatred; culture has one great passion, the passion for sweetness and light."&lt;/b&gt; /matthew arnold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/05%20-%20Blackberry%20Song.mp3&gt;kurt vile - blackberry song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-3956036977857594685?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/3956036977857594685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweetness-and-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3956036977857594685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3956036977857594685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweetness-and-light.html' title='sweetness and light'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-4488821189253630671</id><published>2009-11-14T09:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:49:34.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>morning bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zastavki.com/pictures/1024x768/2008/World_Norway_Morning_fog_in_Norway_village_007646_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 717px; height: 538px;" src="http://www.zastavki.com/pictures/1024x768/2008/World_Norway_Morning_fog_in_Norway_village_007646_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"morning bliss has gold in its mouth."&lt;/b&gt; /norwegian proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/beach%20house%20-%20norway.mp3&gt;beach house - norway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-4488821189253630671?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/4488821189253630671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/morning-bliss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4488821189253630671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4488821189253630671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/morning-bliss.html' title='morning bliss'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-8678569255979881505</id><published>2009-11-13T23:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:49:45.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>nature never</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://g2goutside.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/insect-camouflaged-of-disguised-as-a-flower1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 348px;" src="http://g2goutside.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/insect-camouflaged-of-disguised-as-a-flower1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"nature never deceives us, it is always we who deceive ourselves."&lt;/b&gt; /jean-jacques rousseau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/01%20Canto%20I.mp3&gt;le loup - canto i&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-8678569255979881505?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/8678569255979881505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/nature-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8678569255979881505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8678569255979881505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/nature-never.html' title='nature never'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1237989252339095750</id><published>2009-11-12T00:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:49:58.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the first death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/italy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 573px; height: 399px;" src="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/italy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"after the first death, there is no other."&lt;/b&gt; /dylan thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/NessunDorma-01-01-NessunDorma.mp3&gt;antony hegarty &amp; the roma sinfonietta orchestra - nessun dorma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1237989252339095750?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1237989252339095750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1237989252339095750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1237989252339095750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-death.html' title='the first death'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-2222950274380729376</id><published>2009-11-11T22:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:50:11.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my method</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chud.com/articles/content_images/5/HarryHoudini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 467px;" src="http://chud.com/articles/content_images/5/HarryHoudini.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"my method is to take the utmost trouble to find the right thing to say, and then to say it with the utmost levity."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/08%20-%20For%20No%20Apparent%20Reason.mp3&gt;anouar brahem - for no apparent reason&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-2222950274380729376?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/2222950274380729376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-method.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2222950274380729376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2222950274380729376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-method.html' title='my method'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-8523584898519151794</id><published>2009-11-10T13:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:50:29.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>love speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chess-theory.com/images1/78305_vladimir_kush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 716px; height: 548px;" src="http://www.chess-theory.com/images1/78305_vladimir_kush.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"as sweet and musical&lt;br /&gt;as bright apollo's lute, strung with his hair;&lt;br /&gt;and when love speaks, the voice of all the gods&lt;br /&gt;makes heaven drowsy with the harmony."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://3rco.org/mp3/BonniePrinceBilly_StrangeFormOfLife.mp3&gt;bonnie "prince" billy - strange form of life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-8523584898519151794?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/8523584898519151794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-speaks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8523584898519151794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8523584898519151794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-speaks.html' title='love speaks'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-331015529267167446</id><published>2009-11-09T13:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:51:00.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs47/f/2009/184/b/8/feet_in_the_water__by_just_me_just_i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 880px; height: 504px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs47/f/2009/184/b/8/feet_in_the_water__by_just_me_just_i.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"what is a kiss? why this, as some approve:&lt;br /&gt;the sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/robert herrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/22%20-%20woman.mp3&gt;devendra banhart - woman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-331015529267167446?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/331015529267167446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/331015529267167446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/331015529267167446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/kiss.html' title='a kiss'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-868775724184858140</id><published>2009-11-08T11:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:51:09.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the season of hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs28/f/2008/080/9/3/The_Season_dance_of_Celebis_by_Reina_Kitsune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 501px;" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs28/f/2008/080/9/3/The_Season_dance_of_Celebis_by_Reina_Kitsune.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"if youth is the season of hope, it is often so only in the sense that our elders are hopeful about us."&lt;/b&gt; /george eliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://butterteam.com/02%20Time%20of%20the%20Season_Zombies%20cover.mp3&gt;the zombies - time of the season (my morning jacket cover, september 2003)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-868775724184858140?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/868775724184858140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/season-of-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/868775724184858140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/868775724184858140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/season-of-hope.html' title='the season of hope'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1571172721374814800</id><published>2009-11-07T00:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:51:16.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>your changing face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wfnx.com/blogs/sandbox/blog%20images/mar09/old%20people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://wfnx.com/blogs/sandbox/blog%20images/mar09/old%20people.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"how many loved your moments of glad grace,&lt;br /&gt;and loved your beauty with love false or true,&lt;br /&gt;but one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,&lt;br /&gt;and loved the sorrows of your changing face."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/w.b. yeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.unpiano.com/music/wp-content/music/association/Never_My_Love.mp3&gt;the association - never my love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1571172721374814800?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1571172721374814800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-changing-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1571172721374814800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1571172721374814800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-changing-face.html' title='your changing face'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5686659606484965295</id><published>2009-11-06T15:06:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:51:24.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the moon and i</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babygadget.net/pics/man-in-moon-lamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 414px;" src="http://www.babygadget.net/pics/man-in-moon-lamp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"ah, pray make no mistake,&lt;br /&gt;we are not shy;&lt;br /&gt;we're very wide awake,&lt;br /&gt;the moon and i!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/sir w.s. gilbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/02%2002%20Mich%20Mit%20Einer%20Mond.mp3&gt;panda bear - mich mit einer mond&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5686659606484965295?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5686659606484965295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-high-as-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5686659606484965295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5686659606484965295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-high-as-moon.html' title='the moon and i'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1453469834073839884</id><published>2009-11-05T14:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:51:34.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>faintly sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://donna-surprenant.abbozzogallery.com/images/African%20Violet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 585px; height: 480px;" src="http://donna-surprenant.abbozzogallery.com/images/African%20Violet.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"but fair the exil'd palm-tree grew&lt;br /&gt;midst foliage of no kindred hue;&lt;br /&gt;through the laburnum’s dropping gold&lt;br /&gt;rose the light shaft of orient mould,&lt;br /&gt;and europe’s violets, faintly sweet,&lt;br /&gt;purpled the mossbeds at its feet."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/felicia hemans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/04%20Ode%20To%20An%20African%20Violet.mp3&gt;mort garson - ode to an african violet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1453469834073839884?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1453469834073839884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/faintly-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1453469834073839884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1453469834073839884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/faintly-sweet.html' title='faintly sweet'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-8517171030541742443</id><published>2009-11-04T14:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:51:44.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the only place i can meet you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEglkkU__oM/SSL9SNI45jI/AAAAAAAAD5I/fSnERVyJ1K8/S1600-R/niprlTop02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 648px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEglkkU__oM/SSL9SNI45jI/AAAAAAAAD5I/fSnERVyJ1K8/S1600-R/niprlTop02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"in the heart,&lt;br /&gt;in the heart,&lt;br /&gt;where the truth shows&lt;br /&gt;where the mind knows&lt;br /&gt;where the love grows&lt;br /&gt;that is where,&lt;br /&gt;that is where,&lt;br /&gt;i complete you&lt;br /&gt;it's the only place&lt;br /&gt;i can meet you"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/michael andrews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://media.insidepulse.com/zones/radioexile/uploads/2009/07/03-Space-Forklift-1.mp3&gt;kurt vile - space forklift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-8517171030541742443?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/8517171030541742443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-place-i-can-meet-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8517171030541742443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8517171030541742443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-place-i-can-meet-you.html' title='the only place i can meet you'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEglkkU__oM/SSL9SNI45jI/AAAAAAAAD5I/fSnERVyJ1K8/s72-Rc/niprlTop02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-9087727198935553414</id><published>2009-11-03T14:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:52:08.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>pleasure in the pathless woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs32/i/2008/220/3/f/Head_in_the_clouds_by_Wings_of_dust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 797px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs32/i/2008/220/3/f/Head_in_the_clouds_by_Wings_of_dust.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"there is a pleasure in the pathless woods,&lt;br /&gt;there is a rapture on the lonely shore,&lt;br /&gt;there is society, where none intrudes,&lt;br /&gt;by the deep sea, and music in its roar:&lt;br /&gt;i love not man the less, but nature more."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/lord byron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/16%20Jatun%20-%20Never%20Lose%20That%20Feeling%20(Swervedriver).mp3&gt;swervedriver - never lose that feeling (jatun remix)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-9087727198935553414?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/9087727198935553414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/pleasure-in-pathless-woods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/9087727198935553414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/9087727198935553414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/pleasure-in-pathless-woods.html' title='pleasure in the pathless woods'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-9171276371595231418</id><published>2009-11-02T14:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:52:20.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs40/300W/i/2009/149/9/b/purple_haze__by_milkboxer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs40/300W/i/2009/149/9/b/purple_haze__by_milkboxer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"'scuse me while i kiss the sky."&lt;/b&gt; /jimi hendrix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/06%20-%20Purple%20Smoke.mp3&gt;black chow - purple smoke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-9171276371595231418?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/9171276371595231418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/kiss-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/9171276371595231418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/9171276371595231418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/kiss-sky.html' title='kiss the sky'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5184940735928003827</id><published>2009-11-01T14:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:52:29.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lift and drop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deviantart.com/download/97192087/Distant_lights_by_daskull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 525px; height: 627px;" src="http://www.deviantart.com/download/97192087/Distant_lights_by_daskull.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"there will be time, there will be time&lt;br /&gt;to prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;&lt;br /&gt;there will be time to murder and create,&lt;br /&gt;and time for all the works and days of hands,&lt;br /&gt;that lift and drop a question on your plate;&lt;br /&gt;time for you and time for me,&lt;br /&gt;and time yet for a hundred indecisions,&lt;br /&gt;and for a hundred visions and revisions,&lt;br /&gt;before the taking of a toast and tea."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/t.s. eliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://mirror.support.nl/pub/tbl/audio/misc/Untrue/07%20In%20McDonalds.mp3&gt;burial - in mcdonalds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5184940735928003827?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5184940735928003827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/lift-and-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5184940735928003827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5184940735928003827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/11/lift-and-drop.html' title='lift and drop'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1329242617294320864</id><published>2009-10-31T13:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:52:40.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>looking glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sarahannant.com/images/portfolios/corporate/Hall%20of%20mirrors,%20Prague.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 435px;" src="http://www.sarahannant.com/images/portfolios/corporate/Hall%20of%20mirrors,%20Prague.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"it is no use to blame the looking glass if your face is awry."&lt;/b&gt; /nikolai vasilievich gogol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/02%20The%20Hall%20of%20Mirrors.mp3&gt;kraftwerk - hall of mirrors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1329242617294320864?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1329242617294320864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-glass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1329242617294320864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1329242617294320864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-glass.html' title='looking glass'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-4222134927223775026</id><published>2009-10-30T13:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:53:25.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what a drag</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABFQ-T3uAVI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABFQ-T3uAVI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes. you'd know what a drag it is to see you."&lt;/b&gt; /bob dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/07%20I%20Only%20Think%20Of%20You.mp3&gt;the horrors - i only think of you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-4222134927223775026?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/4222134927223775026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4222134927223775026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4222134927223775026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/why.html' title='what a drag'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-305769639535491587</id><published>2009-10-29T12:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:53:36.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing but obscurity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/chuckklosterman50-50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 675px;" src="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/chuckklosterman50-50.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"this is what i see, and what troubles me. i look on all sides, and everywhere i see nothing but obscurity. nature offers me nothing that is not a matter of doubt and disquiet."&lt;/b&gt; /blaise pascal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/01-sorcerer-algorhythm.mp3&gt;sorcerer - algorhythm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-305769639535491587?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/305769639535491587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-but-obscurity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/305769639535491587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/305769639535491587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-but-obscurity.html' title='nothing but obscurity'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-4610577547134611336</id><published>2009-10-28T12:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:53:43.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>top three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://incubate.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/jdillawithchild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 407px;" src="http://incubate.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/jdillawithchild.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"if you were to secretly ask the most praised hip-hop producers, if given a top three, who they fear the most, dilla’s name would chart on everyone’s list, hands down."&lt;/b&gt; /?uestlove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/09%20-%20Mash.mp3&gt;j dilla - mash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-4610577547134611336?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/4610577547134611336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/top-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4610577547134611336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4610577547134611336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/top-three.html' title='top three'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1835169160062160398</id><published>2009-10-27T12:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:53:52.407-06:00</updated><title type='text'>innovation always builds</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Q25-S7jzgs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Q25-S7jzgs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"creativity and innovation always builds on the past.&lt;br /&gt;the past always tries to control the creativity that builds upon it.&lt;br /&gt;free societies enable the future by limiting this power of the past.&lt;br /&gt;ours is less and less a free society."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/larry lessig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/03%20-%20Part%203.mp3&gt;the gaslamp killer - part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1835169160062160398?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1835169160062160398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/innovation-always-builds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1835169160062160398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1835169160062160398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/innovation-always-builds.html' title='innovation always builds'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-3314515844820794261</id><published>2009-10-26T12:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:54:00.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>eating the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs46/i/2009/218/1/0/You_promised_by_Soul_Rokkuman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 746px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs46/i/2009/218/1/0/You_promised_by_Soul_Rokkuman.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"who lin'd himself with hope,&lt;br /&gt;eating the air on promise of supply."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/will shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/4-Long_Promised.mp3&gt;bullion - long promised&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-3314515844820794261?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/3314515844820794261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/eating-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3314515844820794261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3314515844820794261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/eating-air.html' title='eating the air'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-2900309268603413069</id><published>2009-10-25T15:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:54:07.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>strongest suit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/coffeeshopinterludesmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 778px; height: 955px;" src="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/coffeeshopinterludesmall.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i have had a 'call' to literature, of a low order--i.e. humorous. it is nothing to be proud of, but it is my strongest suit...seriously scribbling to excite the laughter of god's creatures."&lt;/b&gt; /mark twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://reerun.brandtshaft.com/lyrics%20born%20-%20later%20that%20day%20-%20callin%20out.mp3&gt;lyrics born - callin' out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-2900309268603413069?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/2900309268603413069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/strongest-suit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2900309268603413069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2900309268603413069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/strongest-suit.html' title='strongest suit'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1944836730813023490</id><published>2009-10-24T14:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:54:15.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>learn to ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/9985193_6983a186bb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.blogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/9985193_6983a186bb_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i began to feel that myself plus the bicycle equaled myself plus the world, upon whose spinning wheel we must all learn to ride, or fall into the sluiceways of oblivion and despair. that which made me succeed with the bicycle was precisely what had gained me a measure of success in life -- it was the hardihood of spirit that led me to begin, the persistence of will that held me to my task, and the patience that was willing to begin again when the last stroke had failed. and so i found high moral uses in the bicycle and can commend it as a teacher without pulpit or creed. she who succeeds in gaining the mastery of the bicycle will gain the mastery of life."&lt;/b&gt; /frances e. willard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.jacuzzikillers.com/media/The%20Cool%20Kids%20-%20Black%20Mags.mp3&gt;cool kids - black mags&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1944836730813023490?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1944836730813023490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/learn-to-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1944836730813023490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1944836730813023490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/learn-to-ride.html' title='learn to ride'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-7840185333362500341</id><published>2009-10-23T13:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:54:24.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/heidi_johansen_gaupen_speider_2007_951_97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 810px; height: 524px;" src="http://www.blogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/heidi_johansen_gaupen_speider_2007_951_97.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"it's good to be just plain happy; it's a little better to know that you're happy; but to understand that you're happy and to know why and how...and still be happy, be happy in the being and the knowing, well that is beyond happiness, that is bliss."&lt;/b&gt; /henry miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/04%20Great%20Day.m4a&gt;madvillain - great day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-7840185333362500341?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/7840185333362500341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/beyond-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7840185333362500341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7840185333362500341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/beyond-happiness.html' title='beyond happiness'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-2930693625922494035</id><published>2009-10-22T14:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:54:33.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>footfalls echo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azWmV5p47Rs/SfYQQmX4ufI/AAAAAAAABxk/yB-PCTabz6Y/s400/blog+The+Rose+Garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azWmV5p47Rs/SfYQQmX4ufI/AAAAAAAABxk/yB-PCTabz6Y/s400/blog+The+Rose+Garden.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"footfalls echo in the memory&lt;br /&gt;down the passage we did not take&lt;br /&gt;towards the door we never opened&lt;br /&gt;into the rose garden."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/t.s. eliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/15%20Fool%27s%20Gold%20-%20Surprise%20Hotel%20(Pha.mp3&gt;fool's gold - surprise hotel (phaseone remix)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-2930693625922494035?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/2930693625922494035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/footfalls-echo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2930693625922494035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2930693625922494035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/footfalls-echo.html' title='footfalls echo'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_azWmV5p47Rs/SfYQQmX4ufI/AAAAAAAABxk/yB-PCTabz6Y/s72-c/blog+The+Rose+Garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-2289628500178180830</id><published>2009-10-21T11:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:54:40.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>stimulant and sedative</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/6skw6fphak819zeaempioeyuo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 454px; height: 302px;" src="http://www.blogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/6skw6fphak819zeaempioeyuo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"stimulant and sedative, original, repetitive, violently competitive--a school unaccredited."&lt;/b&gt; /mos def&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/Raekwon_ft._Ghostface_Killah_Method_Man_-_Wu_Ooh_.mp3&gt;raekwon ft. ghostface killah + method man - wu ooh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-2289628500178180830?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/2289628500178180830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/stimulant-and-sedative.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2289628500178180830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2289628500178180830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/stimulant-and-sedative.html' title='stimulant and sedative'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-2215510347813928783</id><published>2009-10-20T11:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:54:51.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>weapons of reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/3374620-4283337-thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 485px; height: 194px;" src="http://www.blogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/3374620-4283337-thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"never let the future disturb you. you will meet it, if you have to, with the same weapons of reason which today arm you against the present."&lt;/b&gt; /marcus aurelius antoninus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/Dark%20Star%20(Dave%20Sitek%20from%20TVOTR%20Remix).mp3&gt;beck - dark star (dave sitek remix)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-2215510347813928783?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/2215510347813928783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/weapons-of-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2215510347813928783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2215510347813928783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/weapons-of-reason.html' title='weapons of reason'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-3047011509903951791</id><published>2009-10-19T12:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:55:09.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>whose world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/illusionpeak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 439px; height: 444px;" src="http://www.blogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblogblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/illusionpeak.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"what thou lovest well remains, the rest is dross.&lt;br /&gt;what thou lov'st well shall not be reft from thee&lt;br /&gt;what thou lov'st well is thy true heritage&lt;br /&gt;whose world, or mine or theirs or is it of none?&lt;br /&gt;first came the seen, then thus the palpable&lt;br /&gt;elysium, though it were in the halls of hell.&lt;br /&gt;what thou lovest well is thy true heritage."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ezra pound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/01_david_grubbs-the_world_brushed_aside-aaa.mp3&gt;david grubbs - the world brushed aside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-3047011509903951791?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/3047011509903951791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/whose-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3047011509903951791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3047011509903951791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/whose-world.html' title='whose world'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-657739026105931626</id><published>2009-10-18T20:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:16:07.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>maturity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/spinster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 600px;" src="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/spinster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i live in that solitude which is painful in youth, but delicious in the years of maturity."&lt;/b&gt; /albert einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/01%20Where%20Do%20You%20Go%20To%20(My%20Lovely).mp3&gt;peter sarstedt - where do you go to (my lovely)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-657739026105931626?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/657739026105931626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/maturity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/657739026105931626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/657739026105931626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/maturity.html' title='maturity'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-7286050584119053688</id><published>2009-10-17T14:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:43:17.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.oregonlive.com/ent_impact_music/2009/06/large_PortlandCelloProject.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 452px; height: 678px;" src="http://blog.oregonlive.com/ent_impact_music/2009/06/large_PortlandCelloProject.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i figured out that my passion is not really for music. my passion is actually for people. so the exploration into different musics of different times has to do with trying to figure out who these people are, what this music represents and what context do we want to give it, and 'what does it mean to us right now?'"&lt;/b&gt; /yo-yo ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/102-the_books_ft._jose_gonzalez-cello_song.mp3&gt;the books ft. jose gonzalez - cello song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-7286050584119053688?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/7286050584119053688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-passion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7286050584119053688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7286050584119053688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-passion.html' title='my passion'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5917341203511272011</id><published>2009-10-16T16:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:43:28.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>city to the stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0812/happyla_jurasevich_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 875px; height: 583px;" src="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0812/happyla_jurasevich_big.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"in rome you long for the country; in the country--oh inconstant!--you praise the distant city to the stars."&lt;/b&gt; /horace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.flemisheye.com/content/music/FLCR017/ChadVanGaalen-CityofElectricLight.mp3&gt;chad vangaalen - city of electric light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5917341203511272011?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5917341203511272011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/city-to-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5917341203511272011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5917341203511272011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/city-to-stars.html' title='city to the stars'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-3451916990775033480</id><published>2009-10-15T22:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:43:45.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>three sides</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGr8njEWjtI/SLCJX-lgWJI/AAAAAAAAATw/RHhQsfgfvWU/s400/doesn%27t+matter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGr8njEWjtI/SLCJX-lgWJI/AAAAAAAAATw/RHhQsfgfvWU/s400/doesn%27t+matter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"if triangles had a god, it would have three sides."&lt;/b&gt; /baron de montesquieu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/04%20-%20Three%ef%bc%8fQuarter%20North.mp3&gt;leo kottke - three/quarter north&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-3451916990775033480?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/3451916990775033480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/three-sides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3451916990775033480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3451916990775033480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/three-sides.html' title='three sides'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wGr8njEWjtI/SLCJX-lgWJI/AAAAAAAAATw/RHhQsfgfvWU/s72-c/doesn%27t+matter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-4507063221791161306</id><published>2009-10-14T11:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:43:54.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>when i am filled with music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc09.deviantart.com/fs38/i/2008/356/0/f/eXplosion_by_Romy_SD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 819px; height: 502px;" src="http://fc09.deviantart.com/fs38/i/2008/356/0/f/eXplosion_by_Romy_SD.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i think i should have no other mortal wants, if i could always have plenty of music. it seems to infuse strength into my limbs and ideas into my brain. life seems to go on without effort, when i am filled with music."&lt;/b&gt; /george eliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/01%20-%20The%20Fire%20Sermon.mp3&gt;michael manring - the fire sermon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-4507063221791161306?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/4507063221791161306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-am-filled-with-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4507063221791161306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4507063221791161306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-am-filled-with-music.html' title='when i am filled with music'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5302270403835043261</id><published>2009-10-13T15:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:44:04.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>glorious starry firmament</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picayune.uclick.com/comics/ch/1990/ch900225.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 423px;" src="http://picayune.uclick.com/comics/ch/1990/ch900225.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"how hard to realize that every camp of men or beasts has this glorious starry firmament for a roof! in such places standing alone on the mountaintop it is easy to realize that whatever special nests we make--leaves and moss like the marmots and birds, or tents or piled stone--we all dwell in a house of one room--the world with the firmament for its roof--and are sailing the celestial spaces without leaving any track."&lt;/b&gt; /john muir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/05.%20Dinosaur%20Jr.%20-%20The%20Backyard.mp3&gt;dinosaur jr. - the backyard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5302270403835043261?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5302270403835043261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/glorious-starry-firmament.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5302270403835043261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5302270403835043261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/glorious-starry-firmament.html' title='glorious starry firmament'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-3067002969348822087</id><published>2009-10-12T15:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:44:14.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>linked sweetness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/1a/Pieter_Bruegel_d._%C3%84._066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 819px; height: 582px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/1a/Pieter_Bruegel_d._%C3%84._066.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"and pomp, and feast, and revelry,&lt;br /&gt;with mask, and antique pageantry,&lt;br /&gt;such sights as youthful poets dream &lt;br /&gt;on summer eves by haunted stream.&lt;br /&gt;then to the well-trod stage anon,&lt;br /&gt;if jonson's learned sock be on,&lt;br /&gt;or sweetest shakespeare, fancy's child,&lt;br /&gt;warble his native wood-notes wild,&lt;br /&gt;and ever, against eating cares,&lt;br /&gt;lap me in soft lydian airs,&lt;br /&gt;married to immortal verse&lt;br /&gt;such as the meeting soul may pierce,&lt;br /&gt;in notes with many a winding bout&lt;br /&gt;of linked sweetness long drawn out.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/john milton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/16%20R.E.M.%20-%20Sweetness%20Follows.mp3&gt;r.e.m. - sweetness follows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-3067002969348822087?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/3067002969348822087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/linked-sweetness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3067002969348822087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3067002969348822087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/linked-sweetness.html' title='linked sweetness'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5060110750851740323</id><published>2009-10-11T21:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:44:25.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in retrospect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.marriedtothesea.com/092308/country-and-ragtime.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 408px;" src="http://www.marriedtothesea.com/092308/country-and-ragtime.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"the less one makes declarative statements, the less apt one is to look foolish in retrospect."&lt;/b&gt; /quentin tarantino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/04%20Im%20Not.mp3&gt;panda bear - i'm not&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5060110750851740323?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5060110750851740323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-retrospect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5060110750851740323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5060110750851740323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-retrospect.html' title='in retrospect'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-945952439311104657</id><published>2009-10-10T23:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:44:45.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my track</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs36/i/2008/268/c/9/HOLY_SHIT_by_TikTac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 823px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs36/i/2008/268/c/9/HOLY_SHIT_by_TikTac.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i do not see why i should e'er turn back,&lt;br /&gt;or those should not set forth upon my track&lt;br /&gt;to overtake me, who should miss me here&lt;br /&gt;and long to know if still i held them dear.&lt;br /&gt;they would not find me changed from him they knew--&lt;br /&gt;only more sure of all i thought was true."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/robert frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/(Karen%20O%20and%20the%20Kids)%20Where%20the%20Wild%20Things%20Are%20%5b2009%5d%20-%20(03)%20Capsize.mp3&gt;karen o and the kids - capsize&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-945952439311104657?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/945952439311104657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-track.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/945952439311104657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/945952439311104657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-track.html' title='my track'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-3657140281868027312</id><published>2009-10-09T11:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:45:03.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sad songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache2.asset-cache.net/xc/50494344.jpg?v=1&amp;c=IWSAsset&amp;k=2&amp;d=4996399091E83186CA4C9B1F9B53E2D07497451F39BA9143"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 594px; height: 478px;" src="http://cache2.asset-cache.net/xc/50494344.jpg?v=1&amp;c=IWSAsset&amp;k=2&amp;d=4996399091E83186CA4C9B1F9B53E2D07497451F39BA9143" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"when i am dead, my dearest,&lt;br /&gt;sing no sad songs for me;&lt;br /&gt;plant thou no roses at my head,&lt;br /&gt;nor shady cypress tree.&lt;br /&gt;be the green grass above me&lt;br /&gt;with showers and dewdrops wet;&lt;br /&gt;and if thou wilt, remember&lt;br /&gt;and if thou wilt, forget."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/christina georgina rossetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://kollegedaily.typepad.com/product_shop_nyc/files/04-lcd_soundsystem-someone_great.mp3&gt;lcd soundsystem - someone great&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-3657140281868027312?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/3657140281868027312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/sad-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3657140281868027312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3657140281868027312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/sad-songs.html' title='sad songs'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-7721691888992170136</id><published>2009-10-08T07:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:45:23.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamers of dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3503/3836438974_fd181d6c66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3503/3836438974_fd181d6c66.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"we are the music-makers,&lt;br /&gt;and we are the dreamers of dreams,&lt;br /&gt;wandering by lone sea breakers,&lt;br /&gt;and sitting by desolate streams;&lt;br /&gt;world-losers and world-forsakers,&lt;br /&gt;on whom the pale moon gleams:&lt;br /&gt;yet we are the movers and shakers&lt;br /&gt;of the world forever, it seems."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://gvsbchris.com/Treeship.mp3&gt;memory tapes - treeship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-7721691888992170136?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/7721691888992170136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreamers-of-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7721691888992170136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7721691888992170136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreamers-of-dreams.html' title='dreamers of dreams'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3503/3836438974_fd181d6c66_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-2768698660791320887</id><published>2009-10-07T17:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:45:35.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://reallygoodmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/job-koelewijn12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 850px; height: 504px;" src="http://reallygoodmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/job-koelewijn12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"the true university of these days is a collection of books."&lt;/b&gt; /thomas carlyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://indiemuse.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/AC/08%20College.mp3&gt;animal collective - college&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-2768698660791320887?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/2768698660791320887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2768698660791320887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2768698660791320887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/books.html' title='books'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-2622171847382831125</id><published>2009-10-06T17:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:46:04.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>beauty in the abstract</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://melissacookeart.com/Images/Better%20Than%20I%20Know%20Myself%20Crying%20in%20Progress%20Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://melissacookeart.com/Images/Better%20Than%20I%20Know%20Myself%20Crying%20in%20Progress%20Web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i begin to get a little acquainted with my own strength and weakness. --praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works."&lt;/b&gt; /john keats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.michaelbeijer.com/image/sb/Bonnie%20Prince%20Billy%20-%20Easy%20Does%20It.mp3&gt;bonnie "prince" billy - easy does it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-2622171847382831125?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/2622171847382831125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/beauty-in-abstract.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2622171847382831125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2622171847382831125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/beauty-in-abstract.html' title='beauty in the abstract'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-6109864939519506298</id><published>2009-10-05T14:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:46:19.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>patiently through time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.barrfoundation.org/doc_img/376195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 622px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.barrfoundation.org/doc_img/376195.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"africa has always walked in my mind proudly upright, an african giant among the other continents, toes well dug into the final ocean of one hemisphere, rising to its full height in the graying skies of the other; head and shoulders broad, square and enduring, making light of the bagful of blue mediterranean slung over its back as it marches patiently through time."&lt;/b&gt; /laurens van der post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/07%20-%20Charles%20Spearin%20-%20Mr.%20Gowrie.mp3&gt;charles spearin - mr. gowrie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-6109864939519506298?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/6109864939519506298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/patiently-through-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6109864939519506298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6109864939519506298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/patiently-through-time.html' title='patiently through time'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-3102059994696473093</id><published>2009-10-04T14:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:46:44.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>man in the wilderness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs49/i/2009/161/8/c/Strawberry_Fields_Forever_by_TrollGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 825px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs49/i/2009/161/8/c/Strawberry_Fields_Forever_by_TrollGirl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"the man in the wilderness asked of me&lt;br /&gt;how many strawberries grew in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;i answered him as i thought good,&lt;br /&gt;'as many as red herrings grow in the wood.'"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/anonymous nursery rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://ividal.com/audio/01%20Strawberry%20Fields%20Forever%20The%20Beatles.mp3&gt;the beatles - strawberry fields forever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-3102059994696473093?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/3102059994696473093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/man-in-wilderness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3102059994696473093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/3102059994696473093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/man-in-wilderness.html' title='man in the wilderness'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1657903456913874168</id><published>2009-10-03T14:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:47:02.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>something we can trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://guitarforworship.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/jimmy-page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 523px; height: 750px;" src="http://guitarforworship.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/jimmy-page.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"the key to the mystery of a great artist: that for reasons unknown to him or to anyone else, he will give away his energies and his life just to make sure that one note follows another inevitably...the composer, by doing this, leaves us at the finish with the feeling that something is right in the world, that something checks throughout, something that follows its own laws consistently, something we can trust, that will never let us down."&lt;/b&gt; /leonard bernstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.bigozine8.com/TRK/LZonenight/LZonenight06.mp3&gt;led zeppelin - white summer (paris, october 1969)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1657903456913874168?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1657903456913874168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-we-can-trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1657903456913874168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1657903456913874168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-we-can-trust.html' title='something we can trust'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1941493131339021134</id><published>2009-10-02T14:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:47:17.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>be quite still</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmjunk.com/images/weblog/2009/05/visioneers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 307px;" src="http://www.filmjunk.com/images/weblog/2009/05/visioneers1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"you do not need to leave your room. remain sitting at your table and listen. do not even listen, simply wait. do not even wait, be quite still and solitary. the world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet."&lt;/b&gt; /franz kafka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.velourmusic.com/audio/7pzzFYvfN5.mp3&gt;kaki king - close your eyes and you'll burst into flames&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1941493131339021134?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1941493131339021134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-quite-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1941493131339021134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1941493131339021134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-quite-still.html' title='be quite still'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-7201876169550090476</id><published>2009-10-01T11:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:47:33.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>friends we love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X2TkduQ2HRY/SNqS8UYoztI/AAAAAAAAAy0/c9FYfsmpg_Y/s400/IMG_4815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X2TkduQ2HRY/SNqS8UYoztI/AAAAAAAAAy0/c9FYfsmpg_Y/s400/IMG_4815.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"we're tenting tonight on the old campground,&lt;br /&gt;give us a song to cheer&lt;br /&gt;our weary hearts, a song of home&lt;br /&gt;and friends we love so dear."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/walter kittredge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/Phoenix%20-%20Love%20Like%20a%20Sunset%20(Animal%20Collective%20Remix).mp3&gt;phoenix - love like a sunset (animal collective jam)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-7201876169550090476?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/7201876169550090476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/friends-we-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7201876169550090476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7201876169550090476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/10/friends-we-love.html' title='friends we love'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X2TkduQ2HRY/SNqS8UYoztI/AAAAAAAAAy0/c9FYfsmpg_Y/s72-c/IMG_4815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-6542596987271590764</id><published>2009-09-30T11:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:47:48.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the most fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y26/saw62462/BellaandMortimer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y26/saw62462/BellaandMortimer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"the most fun i've ever had without laughing."&lt;/b&gt; /woody allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/05.%20Lindstrom%20-%20There%27s%20a%20Drink%20in%20my%20Bedroom%20and%20I%20Need%20a%20Hot%20Lady.mp3&gt;lindstrøm - there's a drink in my bedroom and i need a hot lady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-6542596987271590764?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/6542596987271590764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/most-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6542596987271590764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6542596987271590764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/most-fun.html' title='the most fun'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-6675261099918988274</id><published>2009-09-29T11:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:33:24.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>smoke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://22.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kp9ehbT6cG1qa1ivgo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 450px;" src="http://22.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kp9ehbT6cG1qa1ivgo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"and a woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke."&lt;/b&gt; /rudyard kipling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/04%20Mmobrowa.mp3&gt;african brothers dance band - mmobrowa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-6675261099918988274?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/6675261099918988274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/smoke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6675261099918988274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6675261099918988274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/smoke.html' title='smoke'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-4579118530832369467</id><published>2009-09-28T17:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:48:20.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>absolve you to yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shenews.projo.com/09/JodieFoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://shenews.projo.com/09/JodieFoster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"in the mountains of truth you will never climb in vain: either you will get up higher today or you will exercise your strength so as to be able to get up higher tomorrow."&lt;/b&gt; /friedrich nietzsche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/DY/Animals_Its_My_Life.mp3&gt;animals - it's my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-4579118530832369467?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/4579118530832369467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/absolve-you-to-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4579118530832369467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4579118530832369467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/absolve-you-to-yourself.html' title='absolve you to yourself'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-246189928484196681</id><published>2009-09-27T22:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:48:34.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>leave a trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2005/161/0/5/The_Path_by_SoulRiser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 717px; height: 538px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2005/161/0/5/The_Path_by_SoulRiser.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do not go where the path may lead; go instead where there is no path and leave a trail." /r.w. emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.afoolintheforest.com/files/relatively_clean_rivers_easy_ride.mp3&gt;relatively clean rivers - easy ride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-246189928484196681?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/246189928484196681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/246189928484196681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/246189928484196681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/soul.html' title='leave a trail'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5026252159705377743</id><published>2009-09-26T17:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T18:06:33.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>accept the inevitable consciously</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/wherethewildthingsare_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 321px;" src="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/wherethewildthingsare_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"when i take a long look at my life, as though from outside, it does not appear particularly happy. yet i am even less justified in calling it unhappy, despite all its mistakes. after all, it is foolish to keep probing for happiness or unhappiness, for it seems to me it would be hard to exchange the unhappiest days of my life for all the happy ones. if what matters in a person's existence is to accept the inevitable consciously, to taste the good and bad to the full and to make for oneself a more individual, unaccidental and inward destiny alongside one's external fate, then my life has been neither empty nor worthless. even if, as it is decreed by the gods, fate has inexorably trod over my external existence as it does with everyone, my inner life has been of my own making. i deserve its sweetness and bitterness and accept full responsibility for it."&lt;/b&gt; /hermann hesse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.box.net/shared/static/mg7ieckrdz.mp3&gt;the ozark mountain daredevils - mr. powell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5026252159705377743?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5026252159705377743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/accept-inevitable-consciously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5026252159705377743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5026252159705377743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/accept-inevitable-consciously.html' title='accept the inevitable consciously'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-6867124309054801417</id><published>2009-09-25T21:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:01:07.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you hear what i'm saying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.woostercollective.com/steamrollerwarden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 885px; height: 498px;" src="http://www.woostercollective.com/steamrollerwarden.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"unless i get something real good for [senate candidate 1], shit, i'll just send myself, you know what i'm saying? i'm going to keep this senate option for me a real possibility, you know, and therefore i can drive a hard bargain. you hear what i'm saying? and if i don't get what i want and i'm not satisfied with it, then i'll just take the senate seat myself. [the senate seat] is a fucking valuable thing, you just don't give it away for nothing." /rod blagojevich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/12%20-%20Fuck.mp3&gt;michael andrews - fuck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-6867124309054801417?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/6867124309054801417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-hear-what-im-saying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6867124309054801417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6867124309054801417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-hear-what-im-saying.html' title='you hear what i&apos;m saying'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1652375660829754511</id><published>2009-09-24T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:37:19.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>julia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://edibleaudiblewritable.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/a_julia_with_mallet_peop810child1218851238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 288px;" src="http://edibleaudiblewritable.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/a_julia_with_mallet_peop810child1218851238.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"half of what i say is meaningless&lt;br /&gt;but i say it just to reach you, julia."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/john lennon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/Very%20Best%20-%20Julia%20(Javelin%20Re-do).mp3&gt;the very best - julia (javelin re-do)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1652375660829754511?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1652375660829754511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/julia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1652375660829754511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1652375660829754511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/julia.html' title='julia'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-8379950272924294928</id><published>2009-09-23T19:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:55:11.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>delicious bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 674px; height: 428px;" src="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/bed.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"o bed! o bed! delicious bed!&lt;br /&gt;that heaven upon earth to the weary head."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/thomas hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/03%20My%20Bed.mp3&gt;atlas sound - my bed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-8379950272924294928?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/8379950272924294928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/delicious-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8379950272924294928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8379950272924294928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/delicious-bed.html' title='delicious bed'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1820383955504901363</id><published>2009-09-22T21:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:39:53.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/takinhistime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 495px; height: 616px;" src="http://lklandes.faservers.net/scraps/takinhistime.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"the strongest of all warriors are these two--time and patience."&lt;/b&gt; /leo tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.foeweel.com/compilations/BreakInTheRoad.mp3&gt;betty harris - break in the road&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1820383955504901363?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1820383955504901363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/patience_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1820383955504901363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1820383955504901363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/patience_22.html' title='patience'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5407134536487612076</id><published>2009-09-21T16:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:40:59.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>every sound is sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs28/f/2008/068/0/9/09426b72114f9e7f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 543px; height: 800px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs28/f/2008/068/0/9/09426b72114f9e7f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"sweet is every sound,&lt;br /&gt;sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet;&lt;br /&gt;myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn,&lt;br /&gt;the moan of doves in immemorial elms,&lt;br /&gt;and murmuring of innumerable bees."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/alf tennyson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/05%20Bees.mp3&gt;animal collective - bees&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5407134536487612076?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5407134536487612076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/every-sound-is-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5407134536487612076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5407134536487612076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/every-sound-is-sweet.html' title='every sound is sweet'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1241382219079628930</id><published>2009-09-20T16:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:21:38.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>real dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs26/f/2008/032/b/8/Dark_Night_of_the_Soul_by_intao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 660px; height: 495px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs26/f/2008/032/b/8/Dark_Night_of_the_Soul_by_intao.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"in the real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning."&lt;/b&gt; /f.s. fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.budapest-studio.com/Kinga/zenek/DarkNightOfTheSoul_DavidLynch.mp3&gt;danger mouse + sparklehourse + david lynch - dark night of the soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1241382219079628930?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1241382219079628930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/real-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1241382219079628930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1241382219079628930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/real-dark.html' title='real dark'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-477513999785953640</id><published>2009-09-19T15:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:21:32.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>summertime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stippy.com/wp/wp-content/zuploads/2007/07/summertime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://www.stippy.com/wp/wp-content/zuploads/2007/07/summertime.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"summertime&lt;br /&gt;and the livin' is easy."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ira gershwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/08-girls-summertime.mp3&gt;girls - summertime&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-477513999785953640?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/477513999785953640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/summertime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/477513999785953640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/477513999785953640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/summertime.html' title='summertime'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5331656275052126896</id><published>2009-09-18T13:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:21:49.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>he's a peninsula</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs20/i/2007/228/7/3/james_bond_island_1_2_by_meihua_stock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs20/i/2007/228/7/3/james_bond_island_1_2_by_meihua_stock.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"no man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, apart of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were; any man's death diminishes me, beause i am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."&lt;/b&gt; /john donne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/02%20-%20A%20Small%20Package%20Of%20Value%20Will%20Come%20To%20You,%20Shortly.mp3&gt;jefferson airplane - a small package of value will come to you, shortly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5331656275052126896?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5331656275052126896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/hes-peninsula.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5331656275052126896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5331656275052126896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/hes-peninsula.html' title='he&apos;s a peninsula'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-339765081335454102</id><published>2009-09-17T12:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:22:01.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>performing backwards</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/356ViUx1Ktc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/356ViUx1Ktc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"guitar is rarely considered a solo instrument; you have classical and flamenco guitar, alongside finer picking and folk. but its a style that [kaki king] became comfortable pursuing upon meeting [preston] reed at the 1998 swannanoa gathering in asheville, north carolina. and so began a style that king has used to transform herself into a prodigy by performing 'backwards' from the stuffy techniques found in your common 'how to' book or instructor's lesson plan. similar to playing the piano, kaki places her left hand over the neck, so her middle three fingers can top out lines on the strings, freeing her right hand to continuously finger pick or move onto the neck and tap out its own lines."&lt;/b&gt; /glide magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/10%20-%20Magazine.mp3&gt;kaki king - magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-339765081335454102?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/339765081335454102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/performing-backwards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/339765081335454102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/339765081335454102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/performing-backwards.html' title='performing backwards'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-7717972092295414208</id><published>2009-09-16T11:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:22:11.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>masters of repetition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.fukung.net/images/5655/animated-magic-eye-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 400px;" src="http://media.fukung.net/images/5655/animated-magic-eye-1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"there are, of course, inherent tendencies to repetition in music itself. our poetry, our ballads, our songs are full of repetition. every piece of classical music has its repeat marks or variations on a theme, and our greatest composers are masters of repetition; nursery rhymes and the little chants and songs we use to teach young children have choruses and refrains. we are attracted to repetition, even as adults; we want the stimulus and the reward again and again, and in music we get it."&lt;/b&gt; /oliver sacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/01%20Intro%20_%20Chores.mp3&gt;panda bear - chores (all tomorrow's parties, 9/11/09)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-7717972092295414208?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/7717972092295414208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/masters-of-repetition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7717972092295414208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7717972092295414208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/masters-of-repetition.html' title='masters of repetition'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-4694256679813633783</id><published>2009-09-15T19:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:22:21.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.casamerica.es/var/casamerica.es/storage/images/otras-miradas/impacto-visual/fernando-botero/botero-1/70612-1-esl-ES/botero_1_fullblock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 490px; height: 471px;" src="http://www.casamerica.es/var/casamerica.es/storage/images/otras-miradas/impacto-visual/fernando-botero/botero-1/70612-1-esl-ES/botero_1_fullblock.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"how can a society that exists on instant mashed potatoes, packaged cake mixes, frozen dinners, and instant cameras teach patience to its young?"&lt;/b&gt; /paul sweeney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/11%20Mama%20says.MP3&gt;beach boys - mama says&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-4694256679813633783?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/4694256679813633783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/patience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4694256679813633783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4694256679813633783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/patience.html' title='patience'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1475980587806283429</id><published>2009-09-14T22:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:22:29.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a very everlasting album</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://loser.miniwini.com/album/images/Beach.Boys.-.Pet.Sounds.01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 717px; height: 717px;" src="http://loser.miniwini.com/album/images/Beach.Boys.-.Pet.Sounds.01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"it was very competitive in the '60s. and everybody caught the bug, y'know? it was like a “competitive bug.” and, as far as i could see, everybody was turning everybody on. ... the beatles were a part of that whole “competition” thing. rubber soul blew my mind. it really made me wanna record; it made me wanna cut. it sounds like a collection of songs that belong together, and it was an uplifting feeling. so i thought i'd make a collection of songs — called pet sounds — together. that's how i got that idea...i'm proud of it. i think it's a very everlasting album. i'm very proud of the love that went into it. a lot of love went into that album. and people pick up on that too, and they really like it 'cause they feel the love."&lt;/b&gt; /brian wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/07%20God%20Only%20Knows.mp3&gt;bullion - god only knows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1475980587806283429?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1475980587806283429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-everlasting-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1475980587806283429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1475980587806283429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-everlasting-album.html' title='a very everlasting album'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-759576840985867590</id><published>2009-09-13T22:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:22:35.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>living dead men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cinemapolis.org/pics/there%20will%20be%20blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 373px;" src="http://www.cinemapolis.org/pics/there%20will%20be%20blood.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"round about california in that day were scattered a host of these living dead men--pride-smitten poor fellows, grizzled and old at forty, whose secret thoughts were made all of regrets and longings--regrets for their wasted lives, and longings to be out of the struggle and done with it all."&lt;/b&gt; /mark twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://radiolibre.be/audio/2008/02/open-spaces-1.mp3&gt;johnny greenwood - prospector arrives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-759576840985867590?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/759576840985867590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/living-dead-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/759576840985867590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/759576840985867590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/living-dead-men.html' title='living dead men'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-6579459345256481</id><published>2009-09-12T17:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:22:43.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>little deaths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.squidoo.com/resize/squidoo_images/-1/draft_lens2080523module17686642photo_1235564893Roy_Lichtenstein_Forget_it_Forget_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 430px;" src="http://static.squidoo.com/resize/squidoo_images/-1/draft_lens2080523module17686642photo_1235564893Roy_Lichtenstein_Forget_it_Forget_me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;“whether they’re your friends or your old lovers...they’re little photographs and little deaths. like 'losing you,' that song, i’m sure when I’m 72 I’ll still relate to it. whenever you’re with somebody and you fall in love with them, you think they’re the one. that’s why you do it. that’s why you go head first.”&lt;/b&gt; /amy millan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.cityslang.com/mp3/Jason%20Collet%20We%20All%20Lose%20One%20Another.mp3&gt;jason collett - we all lose one another&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-6579459345256481?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/6579459345256481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-deaths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6579459345256481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6579459345256481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-deaths.html' title='little deaths'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-73596613210132289</id><published>2009-09-11T10:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T00:14:39.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>feels just fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images29.fotki.com/v1009/photos/3/33372/184390/TheOldBiker-vi.jpg?1187693126"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 769px;" src="http://images29.fotki.com/v1009/photos/3/33372/184390/TheOldBiker-vi.jpg?1187693126" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"to keep rollin',&lt;br /&gt;to be wise,&lt;br /&gt;to be yours,&lt;br /&gt;feels just fine."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/avey tare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://earitnow.com/uploads/mp3s/quietvillage/12%20Keep%20on%20rolling.mp3&gt;quiet village - keep on rolling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-73596613210132289?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/73596613210132289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/feels-just-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/73596613210132289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/73596613210132289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/feels-just-fine.html' title='feels just fine'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-2891288163316055875</id><published>2009-09-10T10:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:23:00.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>willow sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N0o05wdgGo8/SqlhNrA97wI/AAAAAAAAA60/BUgzinjGAPM/s1600/willowsky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 724px; height: 994px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N0o05wdgGo8/SqlhNrA97wI/AAAAAAAAA60/BUgzinjGAPM/s1600/willowsky.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"listening for the secret, searching for the sound&lt;br /&gt;but i could only hear the preacher and the baying of his hounds.&lt;br /&gt;willow sky, whoa, i walk and wonder why,&lt;br /&gt;they say love your brother, but you will catch it when you try.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/grateful dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/dutch%20baklavah%20-%20willow%20sky.m4a&gt;mixed by dutch baklavah - willow sky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-2891288163316055875?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/2891288163316055875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/willow-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2891288163316055875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2891288163316055875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/willow-sky.html' title='willow sky'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N0o05wdgGo8/SqlhNrA97wI/AAAAAAAAA60/BUgzinjGAPM/s72-c/willowsky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-360980747108418529</id><published>2009-09-09T11:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:14:31.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the shores of the cosmic ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0909/butterfly_hst_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 750px; height: 896px;" src="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0909/butterfly_hst_big.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"we embarked on our cosmic voyage with a question first framed in the childhood of our species and in each generation asked anew with undiminished wonder: what are the stars? exploration is in our nature. we began as wanderers, and we are wanderers still. we have lingered long enough on the shores of the cosmic ocean. we are ready at last to set sail for the stars."&lt;/b&gt; /carl sagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/A1%20Behind%20The%20Stars.mp3&gt;pantha du prince - behind the stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-360980747108418529?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/360980747108418529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/shores-of-cosmic-ocean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/360980747108418529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/360980747108418529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/shores-of-cosmic-ocean.html' title='the shores of the cosmic ocean'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-6967807609711411255</id><published>2009-09-08T12:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:07:02.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>venus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/85/Venus_globe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 410px; height: 410px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/85/Venus_globe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"venus has an extremely dense atmosphere, which consists mainly of carbon dioxide and a small amount of nitrogen. the atmospheric mass is 93 times that of earth's atmosphere while the pressure at the planet's surface is about 92 times that at earth's surface—a pressure equivalent to that at a depth of nearly 1 kilometer under earth's oceans. the density at the surface is 65 kg/m³ (6.5% that of water). the co2-rich atmosphere, along with thick clouds of sulfur dioxide, generates the strongest greenhouse effect in the solar system, creating surface temperatures of over 460 °c (860 °f). this makes venus's surface hotter than mercury's which has a minimum surface temperature of -220 °c and maximum surface temperature of 420 °c, even though venus is nearly twice mercury's distance from the sun and thus receives only 25% of mercury's solar irradiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies have suggested that several billion years ago venus's atmosphere was much more like earth's than it is now, and that there were probably substantial quantities of liquid water on the surface, but a runaway greenhouse effect was caused by the evaporation of that original water, which generated a critical level of greenhouse gases in its atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thermal inertia and the transfer of heat by winds in the lower atmosphere mean that the temperature of venus's surface does not vary significantly between the night and day sides, despite the planet's extremely slow rotation. winds at the surface are slow, moving at a few kilometers per hour, but because of the high density of the atmosphere at venus's surface, they exert a significant amount of force against obstructions, and transport dust and small stones across the surface. this alone would make it difficult for a human to walk through, even if the heat were not a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above the dense co2 layer are thick clouds consisting mainly of sulfur dioxide and sulfuric acid droplets. these clouds reflect about 60% of the sunlight that falls on them back into space, and prevent the direct observation of venus's surface in visible light. the permanent cloud cover means that although venus is closer than earth to the sun, the venusian surface is not as well lit. in the absence of the greenhouse effect caused by the carbon dioxide in the atmosphere, the temperature at the surface of venus would be quite similar to that on earth. strong 300 km/h winds at the cloud tops circle the planet about every four to five earth days."&lt;/b&gt; /wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://media.soundstrue.com/mp3/Air/Talkie%20Walkie/01%20Venus.mp3&gt;air - venus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-6967807609711411255?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/6967807609711411255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/venus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6967807609711411255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6967807609711411255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/venus.html' title='venus'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5463340778370194787</id><published>2009-09-07T23:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:14:48.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the more we love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picayune.uclick.com/comics/ch/1993/ch930915.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 189px;" src="http://picayune.uclick.com/comics/ch/1993/ch930915.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"the more we love our friends, the less we flatter them; it is by excusing nothing that pure love shows itself."&lt;/b&gt; /molière&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.12xu.net/audio/spoon_thewaywegetby.mp3&gt;spoon - the way we get by&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5463340778370194787?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5463340778370194787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-we-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5463340778370194787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5463340778370194787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-we-love.html' title='the more we love'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-8994621940180338281</id><published>2009-09-05T20:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:15:04.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.paintmap.com/uploads/578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 752px; height: 590px;" src="http://www.paintmap.com/uploads/578.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i don't like work--no man does--but i like what is in work--the chance to find yourself. your own reality--for yourself, not for others--what no other man can ever know."&lt;/b&gt; /joseph conrad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.minneapolisfuckingrocks.com/mp3/03%20Chores.mp3&gt;animal collective - chores&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-8994621940180338281?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/8994621940180338281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8994621940180338281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8994621940180338281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-6588731052083285975</id><published>2009-09-04T22:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:15:13.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>control over ourselves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://esotropiart.com/blog/images/000183_cubicle_playsets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://esotropiart.com/blog/images/000183_cubicle_playsets.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"everything that emancipates the spirit without giving us control over ourselves is harmful; none is more hopelessly enslaved than he who falsely believes he is free." &lt;/b&gt;/johann wolfgang von goethe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://gvsbchris.com/02%20Glad%20Delorean%20Remix.mp3&gt;glasser - glad (delorean remix)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-6588731052083285975?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/6588731052083285975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/control-over-ourselves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6588731052083285975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6588731052083285975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/control-over-ourselves.html' title='control over ourselves'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1616697744963899594</id><published>2009-09-03T18:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:28:39.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>modern music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mofo-records.com/dev/music_is_the_drug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 373px; height: 501px;" src="http://www.mofo-records.com/dev/music_is_the_drug.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"modern music is as dangerous as narcotics."&lt;/b&gt; /pietro mascagni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/03%20Bicycle%20Horrors%20Cosmic%20Dub.mp3&gt;memory tapes - bycicle (horror's cosmic dub)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1616697744963899594?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1616697744963899594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/modern-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1616697744963899594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1616697744963899594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/modern-music.html' title='modern music'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-2408532276183803819</id><published>2009-09-02T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:18:43.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>to love again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs24/f/2007/341/9/e/9e3c331896e49cbf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 434px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs24/f/2007/341/9/e/9e3c331896e49cbf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"happiness comes more from loving than being loved; and often when our affection seems wounded it is only our vanity bleeding. to love, and to be hurt often, and to love again - this is the brave and happy life."&lt;/b&gt; /j.e. buckrose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://gvsbchris.com/heavywaterphaseoneedit.mp3&gt;grouper - heavy water/i'd rather be sleeping (phaseone edit)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-2408532276183803819?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/2408532276183803819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-love-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2408532276183803819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/2408532276183803819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-love-again.html' title='to love again'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-4713865308078864583</id><published>2009-09-01T12:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:15:30.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>these things just fall away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud7U8APOwA8/SnFUdQVW8SI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Hx432ePls4o/s1600/8d1d6848fe78b54d50444f9db3171805fe2a0cf2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 480px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud7U8APOwA8/SnFUdQVW8SI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Hx432ePls4o/s1600/8d1d6848fe78b54d50444f9db3171805fe2a0cf2_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"remembering that i'll be dead soon is the most important tool i've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure — these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. remembering that you are going to die is the best way i know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. you are already naked. there is no reason not to follow your heart."&lt;/b&gt; /steve jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/07%20-%20Change%20Is%20Now.mp3&gt;the byrds - change is now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-4713865308078864583?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/4713865308078864583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-things-just-fall-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4713865308078864583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4713865308078864583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-things-just-fall-away.html' title='these things just fall away'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud7U8APOwA8/SnFUdQVW8SI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Hx432ePls4o/s72-c/8d1d6848fe78b54d50444f9db3171805fe2a0cf2_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-6036459168184791856</id><published>2009-08-31T21:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:15:42.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>totally solid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fineartamerica.com/images-medium/black-willow-morning-original-signed-soft-pastel-painting-lynn-acourt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 444px;" src="http://fineartamerica.com/images-medium/black-willow-morning-original-signed-soft-pastel-painting-lynn-acourt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://thankscity.com/jams/frojd/Unbroken_Chain.mp3&gt;grateful dead - unbroken chain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"when sartre and i met not only did our backgrounds fuse, but also our solidity, our individual conviction that we were what we were made to be. in that framework we could not become rivals. then, as the relationship between sartre and me grew, i became convinced that i was irreplaceable in his life, and he in mine. in other words, we were totally secure in the knowledge that our relationship was also totally solid, again preordained, though, of course, we would have laughed at that word then."&lt;/b&gt; /simone de beauvoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-6036459168184791856?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/6036459168184791856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/totally-solid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6036459168184791856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/6036459168184791856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/totally-solid.html' title='totally solid'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-7771744817569988249</id><published>2009-08-30T09:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:15:51.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it brings us closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/bb/William-Adolphe_Bouguereau_%281825-1905%29_-_The_Birth_of_Venus_%281879%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 496px; height: 700px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/bb/William-Adolphe_Bouguereau_%281825-1905%29_-_The_Birth_of_Venus_%281879%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"music is well said to be the speech of angels; in fact, nothing among the utterances allowed to man is felt to be so divine. it brings us closer to the infinite."&lt;/b&gt; /thomas carlyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/3-10%20L%27incoronazione%20di%20Poppea%20_%20Act%203%20-%20Pur%20ti%20miro%20(Poppea,%20Nerone).mp3&gt;claudio monteverdi - pur ti miro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-7771744817569988249?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/7771744817569988249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-brings-us-closer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7771744817569988249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7771744817569988249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-brings-us-closer.html' title='it brings us closer'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-1732463467494487222</id><published>2009-08-29T14:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:15:59.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picayune.uclick.com/comics/ch/1992/ch920311.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 186px;" src="http://picayune.uclick.com/comics/ch/1992/ch920311.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"there is, in sanest hours, a consciousness, a thought that rises, independent, lifted out from all else, calm, like the stars, shining eternal. this is the thought of identity--yours for you, whoever you are, as mine for me. miracle of miracles, beyond statement, most spiritual and vaguest of earth's dreams, yet hardest basic fact, and only entrance to all facts. in such devout hours, in the midst of the significant wonders of heaven and earth, (significant only because of the &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; in the centre), creeds, conventions, fall away and become of no account before this simple idea. under the luminousness of real vision, it alone takes possession, takes value. like the shadowy dwarf in the fable, once liberated and look'd upon, it expands over the whole earth, and spreads to the roof of heaven."&lt;/b&gt; /walt whitman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/14%20la%20musica%20en%20v%e2%80%9arit%e2%80%9a.mp3&gt;gnonnas pedro &amp; his dadjes band - la musica en vérité&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-1732463467494487222?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/1732463467494487222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/identity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1732463467494487222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/1732463467494487222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/identity.html' title='identity'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-8362981289818609929</id><published>2009-08-28T19:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:16:11.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you were good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs24/f/2007/321/5/a/airport__by_mont_martre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 738px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs24/f/2007/321/5/a/airport__by_mont_martre.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i was at the airport a while back and some guy said, 'hey man, i saw you on tv last night.' but he did not say whether or not he thought i was good; he was just confirming that he saw me on television. so i turned my head away for about a minute, and looked back at him and said, 'dude! i saw you at the airport...about a minute ago. and you were good.'"&lt;/b&gt; /mitch hedberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/03%20Aim%20at%20the%20Airport.mp3&gt;no age - aim at the airport&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-8362981289818609929?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/8362981289818609929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-were-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8362981289818609929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8362981289818609929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-were-good.html' title='you were good'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5567079262119750167</id><published>2009-08-27T19:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:16:20.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>whole-grain goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.colobusafaris.com/img/te_spices_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 574px;" src="http://www.colobusafaris.com/img/te_spices_big.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"of course it’s also a lot easier to slap a health claim on a box of sugary cereal than on a potato or carrot, with the perverse result that the most healthful foods in the supermarket sit there quietly in the produce section, silent as stroke victims, while a few aisles over, the cocoa puffs and lucky charms are screaming about their newfound whole-grain goodness."&lt;/b&gt; /michael pollan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://passionweiss.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/02-nutmeg.mp3&gt;ghostface killah - nutmeg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5567079262119750167?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5567079262119750167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/whole-grain-goodness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5567079262119750167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5567079262119750167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/whole-grain-goodness.html' title='whole-grain goodness'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-8667281556833647387</id><published>2009-08-26T14:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:16:29.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some imperishable bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.woostercollective.com/humansa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1000px; height: 777px;" src="http://www.woostercollective.com/humansa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"she says, 'but in contentment i still feel&lt;br /&gt;the need of some imperishable bliss.'&lt;br /&gt;death is the mother of beauty; hence from her,&lt;br /&gt;alone, shall come fulfilment to our dreams&lt;br /&gt;and our desires. although she strews the leaves&lt;br /&gt;of sure obliteration on our paths,&lt;br /&gt;the path sick sorrow took, the many paths&lt;br /&gt;where triumph rang its brassy phrase, or love&lt;br /&gt;whispered a little out of tenderness,&lt;br /&gt;she makes the willow shiver in the sun&lt;br /&gt;for maidens who were wont to sit and gaze&lt;br /&gt;upon the grass, relinquished to their feet.&lt;br /&gt;she causes boys to pile new plums and pears&lt;br /&gt;on disregarded plate. the maidens taste&lt;br /&gt;and stray impassioned in the littering leaves."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/wallace stevens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://img.piterpan.ru/St%20Vincent%20-%20Marry%20Me/10%20-%20St%20Vincent%20-%20Human%20Racing.mp3&gt;st. vincent - human racing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-8667281556833647387?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/8667281556833647387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-imperishable-bliss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8667281556833647387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8667281556833647387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-imperishable-bliss.html' title='some imperishable bliss'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5837531394129631489</id><published>2009-08-25T18:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:16:37.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what history gave modern men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/85/1876_Bell_Speaking_into_Telephone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 614px; height: 504px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/85/1876_Bell_Speaking_into_Telephone.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://board.koffer.ee/files/Erykah_Badu/10-erykah_badu-telephone.mp3&gt;erykah badu - telephone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i hope i don't sound too ungrateful for what history gave modern men: a telephone, to talk to strangers; a machine gun; and a camera lens."&lt;/b&gt; /conor oberst&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5837531394129631489?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5837531394129631489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-history-gave-modern-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5837531394129631489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5837531394129631489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-history-gave-modern-men.html' title='what history gave modern men'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-4291904186115044214</id><published>2009-08-24T09:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:16:46.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to do today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mediabistro.com/unbeige/original/koolaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.mediabistro.com/unbeige/original/koolaid.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"hey, i've got nothing to do today but smile."&lt;/b&gt; /paul simon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/08_Oh%20Yeah%20-%20Shadows%20Of%20Knight.mp3&gt;shadows of knight - oh yeah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-4291904186115044214?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/4291904186115044214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-to-do-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4291904186115044214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/4291904186115044214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-to-do-today.html' title='nothing to do today'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-5201931825152859763</id><published>2009-08-23T15:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:16:55.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sort out the habits of your mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stormhoek.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/paradox-of-choice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.stormhoek.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/paradox-of-choice.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/3/6/2351884/10%20Daddy%27s%20Gone%20(feat.%20Nina%20Persson).mp3&gt;sparklehorse feat. nina persson - daddy's gone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"you've got his way, what he said, to help you shape the way you play. you've got to get rid of that mourning; sort out the habits of your mind."&lt;/b&gt; /noah lennox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-5201931825152859763?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/5201931825152859763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/sort-out-habits-of-your-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5201931825152859763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/5201931825152859763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/sort-out-habits-of-your-mind.html' title='sort out the habits of your mind'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-8398662104657435783</id><published>2009-08-22T20:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:17:02.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>about yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jacquesresch.com/younggirldreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 557px; height: 694px;" src="http://www.jacquesresch.com/younggirldreams.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i don't have any romanticism about any part of my past. i think of it only inasmuch as it gave me pleasure or helped me grow psychologically. that is the only thing that interests me about yesterday. i don't believe in yesterday, by the way. you know i don't believe in yesterday. i am only interested in what i am doing now."&lt;/b&gt; /john lennon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://stopokaygo.typepad.com/web/files/fleex_foxes_drops_in_the_river.mp3&gt;fleet foxes - drops in the river&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-8398662104657435783?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/8398662104657435783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/about-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8398662104657435783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/8398662104657435783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/about-yesterday.html' title='about yesterday'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-7174721308755273626</id><published>2009-08-21T11:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:17:10.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>vibrates in the memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amandachurch.ca/paintings_gallery/make-up%20watching%20waves%20break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 750px; height: 386px;" src="http://www.amandachurch.ca/paintings_gallery/make-up%20watching%20waves%20break.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"music, when soft voices die,&lt;br /&gt;vibrates in the memory;&lt;br /&gt;odors, when sweet violets sicken,&lt;br /&gt;live within the sense they quicken."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/percy shelley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://lklandes.faservers.net/03-taken_by_trees-watch_the_waves.mp3&gt;taken by trees - watch the waves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-7174721308755273626?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/7174721308755273626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/vibrates-in-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7174721308755273626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/7174721308755273626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/vibrates-in-memory.html' title='vibrates in the memory'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2750703638552720689.post-9054058236044598535</id><published>2009-08-20T22:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:17:19.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>something you should know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.lssu.edu/faculty/jswedene/A_HUM_I_Pictures/FLEM_Ch_20_Pictures/despair_3munch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 403px;" src="https://www.lssu.edu/faculty/jswedene/A_HUM_I_Pictures/FLEM_Ch_20_Pictures/despair_3munch.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"people come and people go, which is something you should know."&lt;/b&gt; /anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://api.ning.com/files/vVx5t4-C8z3IkKzG0wMIPOb3ujbaFb8ivMFehN2aaqRXwJrshepcbysevCsMS8ueIE-sh*orDIB4yZjg4Pr8YCjZcvC-mI-e/007michael_jacksonhuman_nature.mp3&gt;michael jackson - human nature&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2750703638552720689-9054058236044598535?l=cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/feeds/9054058236044598535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-you-should-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/9054058236044598535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2750703638552720689/posts/default/9054058236044598535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cruderhythmsforbears.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-you-should-know.html' title='something you should know'/><author><name>i just love stuff.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03436442839409781557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qh4MrmGr6Ds/Tj7ARbFbDKI/AAAAAAAABgk/lwbI3umyQ4Y/s1600/n8601448_43043312_5409.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
