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	<description>My crazy view of life.</description>
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		<title>By: enreal</title>
		<link>http://dumakey.wordpress.com/2008/08/28/my-view-of-the-world/#comment-129</link>
		<dc:creator>enreal</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 04:23:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don&#039;t know where to begin. Yet I do not know where  I would end. You see the world as very few do... with open eyes, a heart which bleeds. You see Life with all its flaws and feel its pain. You see the bittersweet reality... and you can&#039;t turn away ... It is simple. It is sadness. This was what I needed to read. I could say more. Thank You</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t know where to begin. Yet I do not know where  I would end. You see the world as very few do&#8230; with open eyes, a heart which bleeds. You see Life with all its flaws and feel its pain. You see the bittersweet reality&#8230; and you can&#8217;t turn away &#8230; It is simple. It is sadness. This was what I needed to read. I could say more. Thank You</p>
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		<title>By: cordieb</title>
		<link>http://dumakey.wordpress.com/2008/08/28/my-view-of-the-world/#comment-120</link>
		<dc:creator>cordieb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 23:41:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your writing is quite profound!  I don&#039;t know where to start - all of this is quite true it seems.  These conditions you speak of have existed since the beginning of mankind.  It is sad that we as people can&#039;t just love for the sake of loving.  I read a story this week where saint peter gave a perspective heaven bounder a tour of hell, then of heaven.  When visiting hell the bounder saw many hungry people gathering around a bowl of soup holding very long handled spoons.  Although the pot of soup was as close as breath, they could not eat because the spoons were too long for them to feed themselves; and they were permitted to only eat with the spoons.  When visiting heaven, it was the same situation regarding the spoons; however the people were very full and content.  The bounder asked why is it that the people in hell starved; yet those in heave were full.  Saint Peter replied because they simply feed each other with the long handled spoons.    Food for thought to you my friend. . . . PLL, CordieB.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your writing is quite profound!  I don&#8217;t know where to start &#8211; all of this is quite true it seems.  These conditions you speak of have existed since the beginning of mankind.  It is sad that we as people can&#8217;t just love for the sake of loving.  I read a story this week where saint peter gave a perspective heaven bounder a tour of hell, then of heaven.  When visiting hell the bounder saw many hungry people gathering around a bowl of soup holding very long handled spoons.  Although the pot of soup was as close as breath, they could not eat because the spoons were too long for them to feed themselves; and they were permitted to only eat with the spoons.  When visiting heaven, it was the same situation regarding the spoons; however the people were very full and content.  The bounder asked why is it that the people in hell starved; yet those in heave were full.  Saint Peter replied because they simply feed each other with the long handled spoons.    Food for thought to you my friend. . . . PLL, CordieB.</p>
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		<title>By: Lou-Lou</title>
		<link>http://dumakey.wordpress.com/2008/08/28/my-view-of-the-world/#comment-114</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 10:52:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I completely emphasise with you, when you say that there was parts that were good – I too, had good time I am sure, my adopted parents (or Grandparents) were (are) good people, but with so much confusion and uncertainty those good times are contantly overshadowed by the bad.  Some very, very bad.   It’s true that even as adults we look for a sign from those who did not love or want us, that really they did.  But we know, in our hearts that they never did and time cannot change that.  Time cannot right wrongs, only make us stand up and say ‘Ok, you took the past, the future is mine for the taking’ that is what I am trying to do now.   Your much more advanced than me at that, as I still hold the way I feel about myself, down to how others feel about me, also I have had (trying to get away from) a terrbile problem with both drink and my temper.   Its something that I had to look at myself in the mirror and say you can’t blame this on the past, this is you, time to make a change, and I am trying.  Though not without failure.  

As for children of my own, now is not the time for me to be thinking about that, I am not ready in my own life, and I too could not bear to make anyone else feel as I have.  I thought long and hard about children when something threw my off balance in my early twenties but made a decision that I was not capable of being a mother until I understood my own place in this world.   But, and this is a big but, there is a part of me that thinks that one day, when I have travelled a bit more of my journey that maybe just maybe I could reproduce and proce finally to myself that I am not a replica of where I came from.   I do think I have the love to give, completely.  

Now look who’s rambled ;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I completely emphasise with you, when you say that there was parts that were good – I too, had good time I am sure, my adopted parents (or Grandparents) were (are) good people, but with so much confusion and uncertainty those good times are contantly overshadowed by the bad.  Some very, very bad.   It’s true that even as adults we look for a sign from those who did not love or want us, that really they did.  But we know, in our hearts that they never did and time cannot change that.  Time cannot right wrongs, only make us stand up and say ‘Ok, you took the past, the future is mine for the taking’ that is what I am trying to do now.   Your much more advanced than me at that, as I still hold the way I feel about myself, down to how others feel about me, also I have had (trying to get away from) a terrbile problem with both drink and my temper.   Its something that I had to look at myself in the mirror and say you can’t blame this on the past, this is you, time to make a change, and I am trying.  Though not without failure.  </p>
<p>As for children of my own, now is not the time for me to be thinking about that, I am not ready in my own life, and I too could not bear to make anyone else feel as I have.  I thought long and hard about children when something threw my off balance in my early twenties but made a decision that I was not capable of being a mother until I understood my own place in this world.   But, and this is a big but, there is a part of me that thinks that one day, when I have travelled a bit more of my journey that maybe just maybe I could reproduce and proce finally to myself that I am not a replica of where I came from.   I do think I have the love to give, completely.  </p>
<p>Now look who’s rambled <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Lou-Lou</title>
		<link>http://dumakey.wordpress.com/2008/08/28/my-view-of-the-world/#comment-112</link>
		<dc:creator>Lou-Lou</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 01:11:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It’s unusual for me to think that a man would want to be straight, as in my experience its us woman who want to just get it out all out there and know exactly where we stand.  Like you, I find the game playing tedious and I am not very good at it.  I guess I just don’t have the patience to sit and try and work out what someone else is feeling.  I just want it told to me.  

As to your post, the world is both an amazing and scary thing.  We live so differently to our ancestors yet just the same.  I guess we just have more awareness now than those before us.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It’s unusual for me to think that a man would want to be straight, as in my experience its us woman who want to just get it out all out there and know exactly where we stand.  Like you, I find the game playing tedious and I am not very good at it.  I guess I just don’t have the patience to sit and try and work out what someone else is feeling.  I just want it told to me.  </p>
<p>As to your post, the world is both an amazing and scary thing.  We live so differently to our ancestors yet just the same.  I guess we just have more awareness now than those before us.</p>
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		<title>By: nemesis89</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 18:23:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>well nice thought into this one. What I got to say in this that &quot;people do forget what they had started with and where they finally end up&quot;..its all to do with the compromises of the world..but yea world has certainly changed..</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>well nice thought into this one. What I got to say in this that &#8220;people do forget what they had started with and where they finally end up&#8221;..its all to do with the compromises of the world..but yea world has certainly changed..</p>
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