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  <title>Super Hero For all Ages</title>
  <subtitle>Super Hero For all Ages</subtitle>
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    <name>Super Hero For all Ages</name>
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  <updated>2010-01-07T01:56:25Z</updated>
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    <title>What time is it? The Answer *gasp*</title>
    <published>2010-01-07T01:56:25Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-07T01:56:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today I woke up and got out the house...baltimore is in the middle of some kind of deep freeze or something alas I dont care because I have things that need to get done.&lt;br /&gt;Food for Thought:&lt;br /&gt;Over the last couple months I've been seeing various clothing with "live2dietrying" on it. Funny cause thats one of my AIM screen names....i wouldnt mind it if it didnt look so good &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; I should of been making a profit off that since its my SN. So what, maybe I'm just being silly....and then today I was at the barbers when some gentleman entered with a awesome jacket if I do say so myself. I glanced up at the clock and then he told me the time and turned around.&lt;br /&gt;"time2live" anyway I couldnt smile because someone was all in my grill but its a new day tomorrow and a luvli night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is flowing threw me like it was when I was young, and I laugh at it...art you betrayed me..No more careless days spent slappin my ideas on paper. Screw you ART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sike..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you art...-=gets ready to coax his creativity into action=- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="6" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:solitudeofmind:41424</id>
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    <title>Day 2</title>
    <published>2010-01-02T15:07:12Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-02T15:07:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hanginaround By Counting Crows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Morning is set, and a family show down at the compound.&lt;br /&gt;glad.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I cant stand is harboring negative paranoid thoughts towards  certain person over something silly.&lt;br /&gt;Family got together and managed to get things out in the open.&lt;br /&gt;Problem is when women are upset at each other they carry it around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill have to go by ear again. Anyway how to make more money??? Any suggestions? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SotD: &lt;br /&gt;Stars By the Hum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qvq4LdngkD4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qvq4LdngkD4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="5" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>2010</title>
    <published>2010-01-02T03:30:09Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-02T03:30:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to make 2009 my year, and all the cards seem to line up for EVERYTHING to make 2009 the year to end all years.&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough it was, just not in the way I planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 started off with a steady job and in classes and work was going great I learned to get over having any kind of mental limitations. Studying was going good.. and BOOM lost my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasnt all bad, I rebounded quite well and took a much needed vacation met some people saw some shows. all n all neat stuff. Time passed and I started college took off running and ran into a mate. YaaaY oh shit. &amp;lt;--- and thats how I describe that relationship....YaaaY oh shit. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to hit the books after a huge wake up call during midterms when I looked at the test and got that "wtf" feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had, Pre 100, Physical Fitness &amp; Health,Human Sexuality and Computers for Business... I could not believe it when I found out I was failing PhyFit. And not only me the whole class..I mean I did my thing and got a C in her class along with one other person who passed.&lt;br /&gt;B- average 3.0 hopefully grades arent up yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nothing amazing going on in the recap...Im all about making 2010 another year to remember so much to do!&lt;br /&gt;MONEY!!!! I needz it. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; brainstorming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting is good for the soul.</content>
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    <title>Snammit Snows gone..</title>
    <published>2009-12-28T17:21:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-28T17:21:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Since the holidays I've been on IMVU waaaay to much..hahaha storylines are addictive tho. &lt;br /&gt;confession over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I've noticed a change with my family over the holidays or better yet how they change. Its been refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;Reorganizing my room to make it a more better. :} = Glee face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max &amp; Ruby are so smart now, foiling their plots are a welcomed task. lol&lt;br /&gt;Im waay to addicted to this video also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Break is over. &lt;br /&gt;later</content>
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    <title>Project</title>
    <published>2009-11-22T03:14:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-22T03:14:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sitting here going over my Pre-100 project on how to manage stress and Ive come to the conclusion that &lt;br /&gt;stress is gods way of letting us know we are human, being human we are aware of our actions and the stress they cause.&lt;br /&gt;I met someone who said that they don't feel stress, they just go on from one task to the next. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I had that kind of mental fortitude because stress is felt in my life everyday. If not for me then for the people I care about.&lt;br /&gt;If your best friends mother was dying would you join them in their pain? No? Yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That choice was never presented to me, all I can say is stress is real and going threw it is the only way you can have any hopes of enduring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately for most of us its common enough we don't stress the little stuff....&lt;br /&gt;Ahh good ol live journal you dont get stressed out do you? Once this semester is over I'm going on vacation. -_-</content>
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    <title>Wastelands</title>
    <published>2009-11-21T02:59:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-21T02:59:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Round Midnight-Miles Davis</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What can I say about this year?&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;Ive had alot of ups and downs lately, mainly dealing with school after being MIA class isn't second nature yet.&lt;br /&gt;Focusing on school work is very hard for me now, however I'm making progress and hope to be able to catch up to where i belong in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and speaking of life (because I know you all are interested )Ive been trying to get a life in Baltimore and one has been issued to me...I see what I can become if I succeed and what I can become if I fail....what else can you ask for...?&lt;br /&gt;I feel really drained tonight...FYI  (this is not a gloomy post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With exams over and projects rolling in and me with no car no place no money Its urgent I succeed. I have never felt this kind of pressure before. Nor do I think I was meant to.. &amp;quot;God never gives you more than you can handle&amp;quot; I tell people, and I believe that still.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of what anyone says or thinks remember it is one of the most common tricks of the devil to make you believe what you have learned in life is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the motivational speaking.......Tomorrow is busy! thats a good thing...I need to surround myself around the people who care about me to embrace my future and give up the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously its time to grow up, and face the world in a different light.&lt;br /&gt;One thing solitude taught me is that I already know what I need to do and have the means to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something for the Fallout soundtrack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hev7RWxmNd8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hev7RWxmNd8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2009-08-21T11:26:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-21T15:27:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-21T15:27:32Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:solitudeofmind:39774</id>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2009-08-21T00:13:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-21T04:17:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-21T04:17:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Here is the original&amp;nbsp;&lt;a style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 106, 128); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(207, 226, 229); " href="http://www.bartleby.com/1/3/210.html"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Union of Friends&amp;rdquo; section&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;More Fruits of Solitude&lt;/em&gt;: William Penn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;127. They that love beyond the World, cannot be separated by it.&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;128. Death cannot kill, what never dies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;129. Nor can Spirits ever be divided that love and live in the same Divine Principle; the Root and Record of their Friendship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;130. If Absence be not Death, neither is theirs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;131. Death is but Crossing the World, as Friends do the Seas; They live in one another still.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;132. For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is Omnipresent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;133. In this Divine Glass, they see Face to Face; and their Converse is Free, as well as Pure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;134. This is the Comfort of Friends, that though they may be said to Die, yet their Friendship and Society are, in the best Sense, ever present, because Immortal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:solitudeofmind:39495</id>
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    <title>UnTitled Story.</title>
    <published>2009-07-16T00:45:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-16T00:45:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Chapter#1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Shadow Sunk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Pg.1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Feet crashing into the earth a steady rhythm reverberating up his legs crashing into his core. This is my heartbeat to the skies the thought as swells of sweat beads form and fall &amp;nbsp;down his forehead. This is my blood to the earth. He liked to imagine that this dedication to the progression of the hunt was recognized as a act gaining&amp;nbsp;favor from the elements around him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;His run broke into a light-footed stride for a few paces before slowing as he plunged his bare heels into the sun baked dirt. A thin layer of compacted earth loosened as he broke his sprint and dropped in a crouch. He inched under the cover of a nearby tree. Barefooted and in the dark he learned to take caution with every step. And this time one of those lessons paid off as he firmly stepped on upturned log.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Pulling his spear close to his side clutching &amp;nbsp;it as if it was a extension of himself taking a few moments to regain composure&amp;hellip;.&amp;rdquo;lets move&amp;rdquo; he thought to himself. &amp;nbsp;Lowering his spear and making sure his grip was firm and steady able to strike at a moments notice when he deemed necessary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He propelled his form closer to the frame masked in shadow he&amp;rsquo;d been hunting for 9 days now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Cursing his human limitations, skilled as he was it meant nothing thus far. All he&amp;rsquo;d been able to view of this creature was its shadows&amp;hellip;.shadows that clung to it always like a second layer of skin. Now finally close enough to peer threw the bushes and see the creature himself he felt his heartbeat quicken..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Time seemed to slow, and the air he drew into his lungs even seemed to be filled with moisture&amp;hellip;.He steadied himself aiming his spear higher incase it some how managed to get over him in the confusion of the first attack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Teeth held his bottom lip as he stopped breathing and his body sprung towards the night cloaked creature. His nerve network sending rippling bolts of energy threw every cell of his body as he felt himself leave the ground&amp;hellip;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Yes, that is how he remembers it&amp;hellip;.He held his head and scanned the area around him&amp;hellip;.nothing but darkness&amp;hellip; had this beast swallowed him, he felt a chill creep up his spine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Im still alive....&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;The words seemed hallow even to him aware now the true answers would come at a heavy price, that feeling again&amp;hellip;.like his insides held the weight of steel.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2009-04-10T10:42:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-10T14:50:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-10T14:50:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been testing for me, I&amp;nbsp;cant understand alot of things and the thing I thought I knew are proven wrong.&amp;nbsp; I cant submit art like I did in the past, and frankly I dont have the drive to force myself do draw for the sake of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to write something witty like a short story or a poem.... oddly enough I just cant do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn....I hate when&amp;nbsp;I cant say whats on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear LiveJournal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe you one.... Ill be back tomorrow with a decent post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2009-04-09T12:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-09T16:31:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-09T16:31:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b371/live2dietrying/artme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is felt like&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -_-.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b371/live2dietrying/yournotthefather.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel like dancing.... (Pay no heed to the baby, it has nothing to do with the joy)</content>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2009-04-07T11:17:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-07T15:19:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-07T15:19:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Lets see... The best thing about my life so far this year is the thought of passing my upcomming test.&lt;br /&gt;Been so busy lately Ive neglected livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;And Im afraid it will continue until I have something worth posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bad, laters.</content>
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    <title>They tryin to hit me in my head like Koopa</title>
    <published>2008-09-01T20:40:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-01T20:40:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;He came back&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same suit that he was buried in&lt;br /&gt;Similar to the one his grand father was married in&lt;br /&gt;Yes...&lt;strong&gt; he was still fresh to death&lt;br /&gt;bling, two ear-rings, a chain laying on his chest&lt;br /&gt;He still had it cuz they couldn't find it&lt;br /&gt;And the bullets from his enemies sat like two inches behind it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;smelled the Hennesy from when his niggas got reminded&lt;br /&gt;and poured out liquor in his memory, he didn't mind it, But...&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't sip it fast enough&lt;br /&gt;So the liquor was just filling the casket up&lt;br /&gt;floating down by his feet was the letter from his sister&lt;br /&gt;Second Grade hand-writing simply read &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;I miss ya&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suit jacket pocket held his baby daughter's picture&lt;br /&gt;Right next to it one of his man's stuck a swisher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He had a notion as he laid there soaking&lt;br /&gt;Saw that the latch was broken, he kicked his casket open&lt;br /&gt;and he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life goes passing you by&lt;br /&gt;It might go fast if you lie&lt;br /&gt;You go and you live then you die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-oh-oh-ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life goes passing you by&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you breaking the rules&lt;br /&gt;Making your moves&lt;br /&gt;Paying your dues...&lt;br /&gt;Chasing the cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not at all nervous as he dug to the surface&lt;br /&gt;Tarnished gold chain is what he loosened up the earth with&lt;br /&gt;He used his mouth as a shovel to try and hollow it&lt;br /&gt;and when he couldn't dirt spit... swollowed it&lt;br /&gt;Working like a.. hmm.. reverse archaeologist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except.. his buried treasure was sunshine&lt;br /&gt;So when some shined through a hole that he had drove&lt;br /&gt;it reflected off the gold and almost made son blind&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed on to some grass, he climbed&lt;br /&gt;Pulled himself up out of his own grave and looked at the time&lt;br /&gt;On the watch that had stopped six months after the shots&lt;br /&gt;That had got him in the box wringing Henny out his socks&lt;br /&gt;Figured it was hours because he wasn't older&lt;br /&gt;Used some flowers to brush the dirt up off his shoulders - so..&lt;br /&gt;With a right hand that was all bones and no reason to stay&lt;br /&gt;Decided to walk home&lt;br /&gt;so he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He begged for some change to get him on a train&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Damn that nigga stank&amp;quot;, is what they complained&lt;br /&gt;Tried to light the blunt but it burst into flames&lt;br /&gt;Caught the reflection in the window of what he became&lt;br /&gt;A long look... &lt;strong&gt;Wasn't shook, wasn't ashamed&lt;br /&gt;Matter fact only thing on his brain was brains.. yeah&lt;br /&gt;And getting back in his lane, doing his thang&lt;br /&gt;First he had to find something to slang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Next stop was his block&lt;br /&gt;It had the same cops&lt;br /&gt;Walked right past the same spot where he was shot&lt;br /&gt;Shocked that some lil' niggas tried to sell him rocks&lt;br /&gt;It just felt weird being on the opposite&lt;br /&gt;They figured that he wasn't from there&lt;br /&gt;so they pulled out and robbed him&lt;br /&gt;with the same gun they shot him with&lt;br /&gt;Put it to his head and said &amp;quot;You scared ain't ya?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;He said: &lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Hustler for death. No heaven for a gangsta.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2008-07-16T18:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-15T22:22:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-15T22:22:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Damn yea... theres alot of people who have no choice in what they have to do and who they become.. Then theirs many more who have choices and are just lazy... they can do something and they just dont..&lt;br /&gt;Its in my most trying times i try to remember..</content>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2008-06-03T08:53:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-02T21:52:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-02T21:55:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Havent been in the posting state of mind lately.. Ill do a full update sometime soon... But heres something..try it.</content>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2008-05-16T10:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-16T14:13:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-16T14:13:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*Cracks Neck* right lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Positives=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Im making progress in every part of my life that I've always wanted to... Like monies and I'm going to start making payments on my Cadillac 300. Shit and oddly enough I'm worried about the risk I dun know whats happened to me LJ when did I get a degree on risk management n shit.. Nah its not risk its the fact i dun want to get stuck with a car i cant pay for yet and no gas money..... hm Ill come back to that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My KungFu classess are fuckin me up, everyday i walk out the doors stiff as robocop on skates.. Sides that its great feelin my fat ass sweat for something i really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hahaha fuck the negs!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.</content>
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    <title>stiff drink</title>
    <published>2008-03-23T16:51:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-23T16:51:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;"someone"&amp;nbsp;saw&amp;nbsp;a message to bunniea (i forgot how to make it a link) and&amp;nbsp;they tried to poison my drink&amp;nbsp;poison&amp;nbsp; too... lol...&lt;br /&gt;i dun know what it was..but it was white and nasty lookin.. she ended up drinkin it..&lt;br /&gt;to poison a mans koolaide is horriable.....had to be said.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>attendance award</title>
    <published>2008-03-23T16:47:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-23T16:47:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;first of all sorry for the lack of post...&lt;br /&gt;lets see i moved a few more times.. i got blitz...then i got blitz again..then i learned to move out the way..&lt;br /&gt;wait.. shit it happened again.&lt;br /&gt;alas now i wear full protective gear from head to toe...good to go... think outside the bun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive met some awesome people over the last err lifetime... so started sum stuff.. yea its been good..&lt;br /&gt;also i think i found a new friend and it was about time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i work in a hospital now and gonna stay there for awhile...in baltimore merryland..</content>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2008-02-23T03:40:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-22T20:38:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-22T20:38:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Err wow I havent posted in 97 weeks. Well heres a post.</content>
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    <title>Hi old wolrd!</title>
    <published>2006-04-14T05:22:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-14T05:22:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My thoughts a week ago feels like digging up a relic and studying it for all its flaws.&lt;br /&gt;We are not born perfect yet we strive to be.. Nah I dont see anyone trying to be perfect.. Perfectly stuck and fucked is about it. Staying in the same spot the may of felt perfect once.&lt;br /&gt;The gas chamber to the fools wholl breathe it.&lt;br /&gt;My phone is in receive only mode so if I said I was going to call you back..I lied if you ask T-Mobile..&lt;br /&gt;At least I have a N-gage so I can play with myself..the gift that keeps on.. &lt;br /&gt;Do you like suprises? Did you ever?&lt;br /&gt;No..nope.&lt;br /&gt;Thats a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgoten memories when they return I like that suprise..rare find.&lt;br /&gt;I need to go out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you ask the same questions over and over again if you just change the answer..&lt;br /&gt;I missed you MEL same ol G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all you get.</content>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2006-04-04T11:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-04T15:05:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-04T15:05:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;" width="450"&gt;&amp;lt;td align="center"&amp;gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;solitudeofmind --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font size="+1"&gt;[noun]:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A master of sexual gratification
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&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizuniverse.com/quiz.php?id=52"&gt;'How will you be defined in the sexual dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizuniverse.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizUniverse.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2006-03-27T00:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-27T05:26:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-27T05:26:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I cant act the way my peers do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Its not always as easy a seek and destroy either.&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a home that what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheres a good place to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news reality is real and its happening.</content>
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    <title>Quickie..</title>
    <published>2006-02-28T23:42:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-28T23:42:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Many of us spend our whole lives running from feeling with the mistaken belief that you cannot bear the pain. But you have already borne the pain. What you have not done is feel all you are beyond that pain." - Kahlil Gibran</content>
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    <title>Embraced..</title>
    <published>2006-02-21T02:53:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-21T02:53:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ive been remembering alot of things about myself I've either forgotten or pushed away..&lt;br /&gt;Im not the man I thought I was..&lt;br /&gt;Im something else..&lt;br /&gt;I never really had a plan..&lt;br /&gt;Call me what you will but I wasnt prepared.&lt;br /&gt;Ive dealt with it..&lt;br /&gt;Lost many I would keep..&lt;br /&gt;Turned away..Been turned away.&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt mean to much really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres certain people that managed to pull things out of me I didnt know I had.&lt;br /&gt;Theres certain people..Ive never met who impacted my life..&lt;br /&gt;I like things at a distance...well I did anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Never knew how much was demanded of a person in solitude.&lt;br /&gt;Ive let anger...fear and depression rule me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What rules me tonight..&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to something that would rather be free..&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry dear friend I could not give you what you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue you came to me like you always do..&lt;br /&gt;Your presence cant be shrugged off..&lt;br /&gt;I can only wonder if you still think of me.&lt;br /&gt;Friends Ive had all my life...&lt;br /&gt;Friend Ive never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand...&lt;br /&gt;Ready once again to move.&lt;br /&gt;Silent now frozen you remain..&lt;br /&gt;I ask not for you voice dear friend..&lt;br /&gt;I ask to much..&lt;br /&gt;Your not a monster..Infact your beauty is what captured me.&lt;br /&gt;I was the monster..&lt;br /&gt;I knew pain to well and could see it in my future..&lt;br /&gt;Please be happy..&lt;br /&gt;You knew it was comming....so did I..&lt;br /&gt;Destiny of a lie....</content>
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    <title>solitudeofmind @ 2005-12-13T20:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-14T02:02:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-14T02:02:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="500" style="border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I've been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last Tuesday I farted in an elevator &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-6 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Friday I pulled &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_klosetkreep' lj:user='klosetkreep' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://klosetkreep.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://klosetkreep.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;klosetkreep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s hair &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-5 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In April &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_alliedeathsquad' lj:user='alliedeathsquad' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://alliedeathsquad.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://alliedeathsquad.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;alliedeathsquad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I robbed a bank &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-50 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Monday I gave &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_torturetease' lj:user='torturetease' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://torturetease.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://torturetease.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;torturetease&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a kidney &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(1000 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In February I had a shoot-out with rival gang lords on the 5 near LA &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-76 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I've been &lt;b&gt;nice&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(863 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a shiny red ball&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;solitudeofmind&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/"&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type="text" name="uname" size="20"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Write Santa!"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</content>
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