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    <title>Omyoji</title>
    <published>2004-08-20T03:27:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-20T03:27:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>back to nature</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Lisa - "Brynte!"                   Brynte - "Lisa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Together - "I am rite here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was just witness to Voices of a Distant star ... needless to say it was real grand. My favrit part was when ..... um ..... the hole thing. Like I said it was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a sparing partner or perhaps several. I have a feeling that I wouldn't cut it any more in a fight. Sure I have cunning, wits, skill, speed but practice I'm lacking at .... and we all know that a hinge that never gets used rusts! Maybe Nick or Freddy will assist me in my quest for self betterment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - brynte*</content>
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    <title>It's about time I found this.</title>
    <published>2004-08-18T00:09:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-18T00:09:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ready set ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO Team Ninja!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nuklearpower.com/8bitmedia/ninja.php"&gt;http://www.nuklearpower.com/8bitmedia/ninja.php&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>I love Lisa .... umm ..... alot!!!! Like alot, alot!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-08-17T04:04:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-17T04:05:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wish I had a caryatid of lisa in my room .... o man ... don't get me started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.billhocker.com/austria/caryatid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tai chi love.</title>
    <published>2004-08-15T00:35:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-17T03:58:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nick and steve</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hu-berlin.de/advent2001/2/tai-chi-still.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Tasty!&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aarathane:13700</id>
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    <title>aarathane @ 2004-08-14T10:38:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-14T16:03:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-14T16:03:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I see it there written in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Passes me by &lt;br /&gt;Everything on the eternally finite emerald&lt;br /&gt;It’s in your eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for rain, asked for shad from the iron rain of a solemn winter&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;br /&gt;Take me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched for an alchemist to ask him what I should wonder &lt;br /&gt;Know this &lt;br /&gt;Know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will it rest, this malcontent&lt;br /&gt;Passes me by&lt;br /&gt;Your hearts in it all, he know it’s true &lt;br /&gt;It’s in your sigh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you now&lt;br /&gt;Lisa sigh&lt;br /&gt;Lisa make me die&lt;br /&gt;Pleas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you always&lt;br /&gt;Lisa mine &lt;br /&gt;Lisa pleas make me&lt;br /&gt;Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the only thing that can kill me &lt;br /&gt;I crave it in your lips &lt;br /&gt;(your what the alchemist told me to crave)&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me and make me see I’m not dead&lt;br /&gt;Make me grateful I know your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me grateful I know what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is the second morning that I've bin righting in the park. It's also the second morning that I've seen a fox ... I think it was the same fox as I had seen yesterday. Vary sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Nick, I and I think Catrina are all going to do something. Perhaps we will have an immense sword fight and perhaps I will rein victorious ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope you like the poem ... it's kind of love stricken but aren’t they all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - brynte</content>
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    <title>aarathane @ 2004-08-13T10:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-13T15:33:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-13T15:33:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is amazing, this moment when you open your eyes to me&lt;br /&gt;The soul open to me, it makes me thirst for this moment when I drive home alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hair stricken room is the only place I want to be, no covers for me to die in &lt;br /&gt;Only your arms, only our hearts to keep us warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding your hand is what I do to feel the pulse from the only heart worth knowing &lt;br /&gt;This is my voice played out for you&lt;br /&gt;I thank him for the riddle of your laugh&lt;br /&gt;I run so fast to catch your laugh &lt;br /&gt;The riddle of this life, there connected &lt;br /&gt;Like you, like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask me all the questions that expose me, make me know&lt;br /&gt;Know you are all I want, so I’ll thank him on the way home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where ever we go I take the long way&lt;br /&gt;A way more scenic, and that’s how I know  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I know I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it you, is it me who puts the impression of your face on my heart&lt;br /&gt;Alone I think of you, the heart beats fast and that’s how I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I know I love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~brynte~</content>
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    <title>Ainandune-dale</title>
    <published>2004-08-11T15:14:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-11T15:14:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Death and Beauty ... Love and Harvest&lt;br /&gt;Fear not for I shall come to you</content>
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    <title>ara-spective</title>
    <published>2004-08-11T04:45:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-11T04:45:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Opeth</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I believe that I felt the first breath of Iavas (Autumn) yester day. Wonderful was the wind and gray sky in contrast to the green of the foliage of an early Urui (August) day. It makes me want to go camping. I’m not sure exactly when but Lisa, Missy, Shamus and I plan on going camping perhaps in Narbeleth (October), or if not, then perhaps in the Ethuil (Spring). &lt;br /&gt;	All the words that I’m using instead of the English ones are Elvish. I gave Lisa an Elvish name today its:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainandune – Meaning “holy sunset”, taken from the two words aina (or spelled here ain’), meaning holy, and andune, meaning sunset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Seeing as the “lu o ivanneth” (time of harvest) is near I’ll recite the lyrics to “Harvest”, by Opeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Harvest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me a while&lt;br /&gt;Rise above the vile&lt;br /&gt;Name my final rest&lt;br /&gt;Poured into my chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pledge yourself to me&lt;br /&gt;Never leave me be&lt;br /&gt;Sweat breaks on my brow &lt;br /&gt;Given time ends now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit painted sin&lt;br /&gt;Embers neath my skin&lt;br /&gt;Veiled in pale embrace &lt;br /&gt;Reached and touched my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate&lt;br /&gt;Wilted scenes for us who couldn’t wait&lt;br /&gt;Drained by the coldest caress, stalking shadows ahead&lt;br /&gt;Halo of death, all I see is departure&lt;br /&gt;Mourners lament but it’s me who’s the martyr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;	Lisa is in Seattle, Washington right now but in a week and a half she will be in Chicago and I’ll be going there to visit for approximately a week. I can’t wait to meet her parents. Her mom sound kind and her dad is a Physicist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          welp – ara out</content>
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    <title>Remember when I hate Dark Matter.</title>
    <published>2004-07-28T16:24:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-28T18:53:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mates of State: my solo project</lj:music>
    <content type="html">For years the Idea of the Big Bang (BB) always bothered me and now I know why. It's totally absurd, thats why. Current cosmology states that the observable universe dose not show the correct amount of mass to fulfill the criteria for the theory of the BB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing that you would think that they would just call it quits, but that just is not the case. See the so call "scientists" of the "if this theory fails I'll be a hack for the rest of my life (because this theory is my life)" science department, just cant let go. They would go under if they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the universe dose not have the matter needed ... thats probably because it's not trying hard enough, ether that or current hierarchy of cosmologists are just not paying them sufficient funds to be so ... um heavy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened is BB theorists devised a plan (like Reda from the first season of "Power Rangers") to make their theory of the universe grow. This design to make the universe heavier than it is is named "Dark Matter". In other words matter that can't be detected but is so heavy that it tips the scales in favor of the BB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you might be asking your self, "what exactly is 'Dark Matter'". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shef.ac.uk/physics/research/pa/Dark-Matter-Introduction.html?CFID=7267688&amp;CFTOKEN=59426264&amp;jsessionid=0630858881091028390626"&gt;http://www.shef.ac.uk/physics/research/pa/Dark-Matter-Introduction.html?CFID=7267688&amp;CFTOKEN=59426264&amp;jsessionid=0630858881091028390626&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That exactly what it is. Probably the biggest crock of gayness I've ever seen ... maybe even known to man. I especially like the statement of, "Astronomers have been forced to conclude that the universe contains huge amounts of dark matter ...". Astronomers and Cosmologists (yes I realize that their is a difference) are not forced to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronomers and Cosmologists who believe in the BB however are forced in to the funnel of theorizing on theories of theories. See Dark matter is perhaps the strangest feature of conventional cosmology. This is do to the fact that most cosmologists believe that 99% of the universe is unobservable (dark) or in other words dose not emit radiation. These particles are necessitated but never observed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With out the help of Dark Matter it is hard to say that even things on such a small scale as our own galaxy could have been formed at the early stages of the BB universe by way of tiny clumps, called fluctuations, in the process of gravitational attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The test of scientific theory is the correspondence of predictions and observations, and the Big Bang has flunked ...", Eric J. lerner states. For him the universe is not flat and homogeneous. He is a leader in the field of Plasma Cosmology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plasma cosmology is the fact that the universe is older than 20 million years old, bigger that 150 million ly in diameter and for the love of ice-cream is not flat. (Theory) Instead our universe is without end and without a beginning. Plasma cosmology states that the major force of the universe is electromagnetism and electricity not gravity. Just take a look in a physics book. I for one I am beginning to see the difference between making theories about the universe and making the univers fit in your theory of it. Dedicating your life to a theory is insubstantial and detrimental, dedicating your life to the betterment of mankind and the observation and relay of true science isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What makes God comprehensible is that he cannot be comprehended."&lt;br /&gt;-Tertullian, C. A.D. 200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The most incomprehensible thing about the universe is that it is comprehensible."&lt;br /&gt;-Albert Einstein, 1935&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The more the universe seems comprehensible, the more it seems pointless." &lt;br /&gt;-Steven Weinberg, 1977&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We may now be near the end of the search for the ultimate laws of nature."&lt;br /&gt;-Stephen Hawking, 1988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the four above statements one would think that the eternity that is the heavens, just like our own human mind, could never be fully explained or seen written on a chalk bord (regardless of it's size), yet is it possible that it could be written on a single emerald? Tell me what you think. For those of you who know what I mean I commend you, for those who do not read "The Alchemist".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- brynte</content>
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    <title>Fine ... I'll die, but I'm taking you down with me.</title>
    <published>2004-06-07T17:44:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-07T17:44:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Holy peace of awsome Batman! Well I didn't go on that date to Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter and Spring with steph ... but rather went went to the AFalseNotion show. No biggi thow. She kinda talked through her nose and was real anowing some times to talk to on the phone. A real nice geek though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following weekend however I did go to a partty at Amiee's house and had quite the time. We plaed truth or dare while some of the other kids were watching the movie Signs. I had bin appointed a dare, by amiee and shara, to scare the movie watching kids witless. So I did. Rite at the part where Mel is in the guy who ran over his wife with the car'ses house, and is looking under the door with a knife I snuk in the front door. Proceeding to sneek along the floor on my stumick I jumped out from behind a doorway and scard the bejebus out of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the singels confrinc last weekend and had a ball of a time. I'll talk more about it latter though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - aara</content>
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    <title>poopers!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-05-19T18:40:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-19T18:40:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All I want to do is poop, yet all I CAN do is look at live journals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a blind date on last saterday and man she didn't talk like the entier time. I even pulled out the whole, "so is you name jenny with a y or a ie?" and I didnt get a word out of her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am however going to be going to "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter and Spring" on saterday though with a hot chick by the name of Hotness a.k.a.-stephinie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to to teach Tai Chi Chuan to my friend jeff yesterday. He liked it so much that he wants to do it today. I told him he could come over and practice eny time he wanted becouse I do it every day.</content>
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    <title>~Yin Chi Huang~</title>
    <published>2004-05-11T21:12:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-14T00:46:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's bin approximately three weeks since I came back from TN to live in MN with my sister Daisy. And much has happened. As many of you know I'm Mormon and have bin going, regularly, to church on Sundays. Also as of late I have bin reading my scriptures every day with out fail, I've mentioned this because it brings me so much edification every time I do. I started back-wards however and have finished "the Pearl of Great Price". Now I'm currently reading "the Book of Mormon". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I guess that one significant thing about me coming back is that I missed nick a whole f*@k'n lot, but me and him are back to our old tricks again and practice Kung Fu every Sunday afternoon. When i first came back however he told me that Jennie was going to be his new apprentice and that someday she would squash me ... like a bug. "Let her try .... for you'll seal your fate the day you decide to fight me!" She told him that she didn't know what to think about being his apprentice but all in all she would like to squash me like a bug.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Daisys' and mine apartment is located rite across the street from the Crystal LDS Chapel. It's great to not have to drive to church on Sundays, I however started going to singles ward last Sunday, thats over by the Mall of America, and will consequently always have to drive.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I've bin doing standing Chi Gung ever since I came back and have bin better for it. My current standing power record is 44 Min. It's getting up there. hopefully by the time the summer is over I will be able to do it for hours on end. And will be going to the United Martial Arts school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Vary recently Daisy and I began to understand that the things we own should not own us. Well The truth is that we didn't just realize this but instead started to discus it in great detail.&lt;br /&gt; ~&lt;br /&gt;  Chen Yinquan said, "People who devote themselves to external things want things to be good, but they don't require their own mind and body to be good. When they happen to have things good in terms of external things, they do not realize their minds and bodies are already spoiled." nowadays people have plenty of housing, clothing, food and utensils, yet they are embarrassed to not have as much as others; yet when it comes to not learning as much as others, or not having as much conscience as others, they have no shame - why is that? Their thoughtlessness is extreme!&lt;br /&gt;                               - Anthology on the Cultivation of Realization_author unknown&lt;br /&gt; ~&lt;br /&gt;  One more thing ... When I came home I was yelled at by my mother nad her husband for continuing to show interest in "the church of jesus christ of latter day saints", my mother basicly told me to f*@k off if this was the way i was going to head with my life and that she did not approve at all, proceeding right in to a speech how her beliefs were superior that mine and that their was know other way. Needless to say I didn't like that speech at all. Is it just me or do some people just like to control others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MOTHER LIKES TO CONTROL PEOPLE -&lt;br /&gt; exhibit A) Shes an intirrior desighner. The basses of this job is to tell people what they need, buy it FOR them with their own money, and then get other people to to do the labor for her(with the clients money of corse).&lt;br /&gt; exhibit B) My above statment about religon. &lt;br /&gt; exhibit C) The fact that she molded my sister, who has had no OTHER major motherly (or fatherly for that matter) in her life, to turn out to be a shining and cuntigent replica of my mother, due, no dout, to years apon years of hostile brain takeover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - brynte</content>
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    <title>More Core!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2004-04-21T18:13:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T18:13:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Kill Bill vol. 2 ....... WHAT!!! Thats right I saw it and it rocked my world ... to the extreme max!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also dyed my hair so it's more red ... now I look like Fade and Raban from Dune! It's so Core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also bin doing my cannon fist and praying mantis forms along with my 24 set Yang style Tai Chi form. I haven't actually had lots of time to do meditation, but I've real occupied with other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LDS girls down hear are real friendly and I don't want to leave any of them! But I'll have to in the months to come.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My understanding of Tai Chi is expanding at an alarming pace. Every day I find something new to explore.</content>
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    <title>TNaiji</title>
    <published>2004-04-15T19:03:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-15T19:03:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Ultimate Hip-Hop Collection!!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello I’ve bin in TN since 9 am yesterday and now I’m staying with my sister Susanna, Daisy and her son Ryan in Cookeville. Cookeville is around an hour and 15 min. away from Nashville, so I don’t actually have too great of a chance to find the scene here. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Kill Bill 2 comes out and holy crapola!!!! I can’t wait to see it! I think there might actually be an old kung fu master in it. You know the kind with long white hair and beard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I’ll write more latter bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-	brynte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps – I miss Nick and some other people …… I can’t seem to remember any of their names however.</content>
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    <title>Have you ever thought about how much I've cried?</title>
    <published>2004-04-07T01:21:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-07T01:21:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>7 angels 7 plagues</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm leaving .... on a bus. Last Sunday I decided to move to Tennessee.  The end. I’m leaving next Tuesday. All of you who wish to say good bye and well wishes, feel free.</content>
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    <title>bla!</title>
    <published>2004-03-28T08:50:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-28T08:50:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate the fact that my computers word documents aren't compatible with my parents ..... only if I had the inter net connection to my own computer it would make thins so mush easier.</content>
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    <title>good!</title>
    <published>2004-03-24T05:22:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-24T05:22:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;brynte is a very rare male name.&lt;br&gt;Very few men in the US are named brynte.&lt;br&gt;Be proud of your unique name!&lt;br&gt;source &lt;a href="http://www.namestatistics.com/"&gt;namestatistics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Please don't take away proud Larry.</title>
    <published>2004-03-22T06:49:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T16:32:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Neo Genessis Evengellion</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hear the song play. It plays and I race to the starting line … I stand motionless for a fleeting moment. Then begins my movement. Slow, always slow. Never needing to go fast. When you lose as often as I do you see no need to go fast, like a suspenseful part of a movie that plays on for what seems like forever not ever coming to a seeable end. A playable end. That’s what makes it better more exiting, makes the happy parts more than just that. My feet spread and the drama starts along with the rising sun. I control it, make it show light on my vessel of self. The chanting starts and the song continues with my movements and now with the embrace of day. The embrace of a sunrise that never fades. Like an oil lamp that burns so fervently in me slowly ever so slow. I close all the doors and open but one while I fade and shift. I practice with none but gravity and all but vengeance. Although vengeance is something that belongs to all of us I take it with me ever where I go even thought it lays dormant. It’s expressed only in the song playing and the color in my eyes. I’m always dead yet never dieing, never there but always trying. Always gaining. Always striding. Slowly cutting the binds from you. It’s here that all my scars became books to learn from, books that I now use to play on and though and from. As my arms stretch toward the sky they sink slowly ever slow. My feet bring it together and to an end. The torch I now light is a glow and with it I burn my heart for the suffering. So if you see my ghost by flame, know he’s telling you lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aara</content>
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    <title>don't put out the fire</title>
    <published>2004-03-21T18:47:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-21T18:47:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tenacious D</lj:music>
    <content type="html">WoW!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to go see the Mates of State show last night and it was the greatest show I've ever seen. They even played the greatest encore I've ever been witness to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were so cute and so awesome and so funny and every thing they sang made me smile so damn much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After how ever Travis, Adam, Ellen and I went to Noodles &amp; Co. We then proceeded to go to Travis’s house and watch Zoolander. During the Movie we pieced out things that we don't normally pay attention to and we all laughed ..... Hard!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- brynte</content>
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    <title>xxxwigglextimexxx</title>
    <published>2004-03-18T17:35:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-18T17:35:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>50 cent ....... n't</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday I was with Nicole F. at cold stone. I had mint ice cream with pecans and twix, and she had coffee ice cream with brownie. By speculation we think the person behind the counter was a volunteer, because he put a whole brownie in to her ice cream scoop. She told me latter that it was too much brownie and that she didn’t like it at all. The end. We latter went to her house after almost getting there and then turning around to get gas. When we did get to her house she showed me her cat and her brothers porn selection, after that we watched Family Guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In current events I went to go move the rest of my things from the house in Isanti and it turned in to the worst night of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-aara out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps – how many people, our age, can say that they have bin taunted by a 50 year old man trying to imitate their voice.</content>
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    <title>I'll look east and lock my heart in a brass box to newfound mass.</title>
    <published>2004-03-05T05:47:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-05T05:55:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the get up kids</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm righting this for all my friends who have felt a sense of loss in their lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are sent hear to live and to die. If there is one thing that I always remember, day in and day out, it’s that “tomorrow is not promised to us”. When someone I know dies I know that they went to the source, back to the everlasting truth of learning and light of heavens fields. That makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My grandpa Raymond McCulloch died when I was in 8th grade and in the summer of 2002 he visited me in my dreams. He came to me not as the grandpa I knew but as an angel of the lord. I knew he was because he was a foot maybe a foot and a half taller than I was, yet in real life he was my height. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘I was in a city with my sister April and my other and step father Bob and out of no were there was an earthquake. I headed for an archway and took shelter underneath it. After a few second it stopped and I turned around to look behind me to see the other members of my family but they all had ran away.’ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘There, however, was my grandfather standing in a suit almost like a tuxedo. I immediately ran to him and tried to embrace him but he was so much bigger then I. I began to cry. Shortly after he began to speak, “I will go and I will do ….”. He paused looking down at me. I knew the rest of the verse he was saying for we had sung it in Sunday school when I was a child. “The things which the lord hath commanded ….”, I cried looking up, volleying back with the beginning of the second verse, “For I know the lord provides a way ….”.’ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘“He wants me to obey.”, I said lastly still sobbing.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Smiling even bigger he let go of me and pointed behind himself, with his hands in white gloves, to a raging sea. I knew immediately that he wanted me to cross it. This was the will of God himself delivered to me by this angel that my grandfather had become. So I did just that and jumping in to the sea I was tossed by the waves, yet still I swam. Finally reaching the other shore I had to wait in the water for the opportune time to jump out or run the risk of being smashed on to the rocks. Getting out of the water I then claimed the rocks to find that a reword of scrolls, gold &amp; silver along with many other valuably things.’  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my dad the dream and he tolled me what it ment latter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends and family may or may not be angels but they do however have the hand of the heavens guiding them now, in whatever they do, and that’s what’s important. I think you all know what I mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- emo-ninja</content>
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    <title>[-+-]</title>
    <published>2004-02-28T02:19:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-28T02:19:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cave In</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was looking for a ninja pic and this is what I found. The test is sweet full of cool ninja quotes. Also thats not a Nazi swastika on his head it's the reversal, and it's a gold color not red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/animeotaku/1065920807_urningNeji.jpg" border="0" alt="Neji"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Neji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/animeotaku/quizzes/Which%20Naruto%20character%20do%20you%20fight%20like%3F(pics)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Naruto character do you fight like?(pics)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Ninja Power!</title>
    <published>2004-02-27T06:26:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-27T06:26:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rufies, ninjas in harmony</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sXforXlifeXe: yeah i made that gay thing&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: ya you would ..... fag.&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: ouch!&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: Ha j to the muth fu k dude.&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: you mudafuac&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: word&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: jjeerrk&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: j to the k with an er in the middle&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: ha HSR for life.&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: wow , that was g-a-y&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: hsr?&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: home star runner.&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: ya that was vary gay.&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: gayatron.&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: homosexual&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: homotron&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: totally.&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: man&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: If I was a robot my name would be ninja-atron. sweet.&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: DUH woot woot.&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: haha that would be awesome&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: I wish that i could change my my-space name ........ maybe I'll make  an other one and that will be my persona.&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: yeah&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: it could be like your evil twin&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: or you GOOD one&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: nice. you actually made me laugh out loud with that one .... it shall be done. &lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: ok good.&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: thanks you made my day i think.&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: well id is Friday now.&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: fuck yeah&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: maybe ill make both of your days!&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: sweet!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: NINJA POWER.. hmm we had 'ethnic day' today.. wouldn’t it be cool if i made a shirt that said ninja power&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: on it&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: or like ninja pride&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: the last one for sure.&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: your on a role.&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: good, that’s what i like to hear&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: do they have such thing as ninja classes?&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: cause if they don’t, we should make them&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: no, I've looked. I could teach the 9 cuts though.&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: and tell people we have a degree in like ninjaenomics or like ninjaology&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: and make people pay like 400 $ tell them its only for the elite&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: and then just be like.. ::kick:: move number 1.&lt;br /&gt;xXbrynteXx: yes ...... that idea is no only practical but economically safe.&lt;br /&gt;sXforXlifeXe: yes.</content>
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    <title>Soft-serve anyone?</title>
    <published>2004-02-19T19:56:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-19T19:56:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rily Kiley - Science Vs Romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Haza! I now have a job, temporary mind you, ant the DQ in Maple Grove …. cool huh … right? Well I guess it's something and that’s what counts. But don't think for a min that the surch is over …. not by a long shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hear that the numbers of all people dwindle,&lt;br /&gt;Now I come at you not with sticks but the name of Manwe,&lt;br /&gt;For you are not a dog but a shadow of glory lost,&lt;br /&gt;Spewing forth from your masters lair like the bile of Mordor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Eagles of Mandos be my chariots undelayed, &lt;br /&gt;And the Flame of Anor be my crest,&lt;br /&gt;This one-day has a golden ring of decay,&lt;br /&gt;Now it's hear that I fight and nowhere shall I rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made that with Gandolf in mind …. you got to give it to that character.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to settle old grudges that exists between my old phone company and me.</content>
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    <title>I'm missing Opeth ... somtimes I think the gods are laughing at me.</title>
    <published>2004-02-19T02:46:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-19T02:53:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>HG TV</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Have you ever seen me crushed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know how the story goes you get up watch some anime and go out in to the world to find a job. Walla you find one and forget all about the totally awesome band that’s playing near your town. Now I know we've all bin in this situation before but I apparently forgot the following procedures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm playing lord of the Rings "Risk" and I've burrowed myself in to the Mordor Regions of the map and have no cards in which to by an infantry with .... simply pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in other news I went to go visit emmers yesterday and she has mononucleosis ... or something like that all I know is that I felt her ... um ... lymph nodes, ya that’s it lymph nodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t however feel like a bottle any more … for now that is …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - aara out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS – Pat is sleeping over and we’re going to be playing  FFCC all night long … ya that’s right all night long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Live Journal … JACK-POT! AO!</content>
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