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		<description><![CDATA[In my soul, I have drunk of sorrow, the blue coolness that seeped through all my chest; I have tasted the emptinesses that were sharp, and those that were dull, the black tastes of those nothings. I cannot say that these were friends of mine, but I might feel that I know them well, and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://palad1n.com/archives/2010/03/10/1348/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[God is a love singularity.]]></description>
		<link>http://palad1n.com/archives/2010/03/07/1347/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[All that is new has already been done.
All that is old is new once again.
This is the mystery of time.
The end is a beginning.
To begin is a change.
To change is to be.
Time is its void.]]></description>
		<link>http://palad1n.com/archives/2010/03/07/1346/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[Pain is certain, suffering is optional.
&#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#8211; Buddha

	Power corrupts. Absolute power is kind of neat.
&#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#8211; John Lehman

	While we are postponing, life speeds by. 
&#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#8211; Lucius Annaeus Seneca

	I don&#8217;t really trust a sane [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://palad1n.com/archives/2010/03/04/1345/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[Whatever happened 
To Tuesday and so slow 
Going down the old mine 
With a transistor radio 
Standing in the sunlight laughing, 
Hiding behind a rainbow&#8217;s wall, 
Slipping and sliding 
All along the water fall, with you 
My brown eyed girl, 
You my brown eyed girl

	&#8211; Van Morrison]]></description>
		<link>http://palad1n.com/archives/2010/03/01/1344/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[Marcel Duchamp: The Bride

Click on the pic for a larger version.]]></description>
		<link>http://palad1n.com/archives/2010/03/01/1343/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have always thought that the Beatles&#8217; &#8220;All You Need Is Love&#8221; is the greatest pop song ever to have been written. The line that made me realize it: &#8220;nowhere you can be that isn&#8217;t where you meant to be&#8221; and of course the line that follows: &#8220;all you need is love.&#8221; I then looked [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://palad1n.com/archives/2010/02/26/1342/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the &#8220;dynamic&#8221; religion that we are being promised for tomorrow, no ascetic discipline or special humbleness will any longer be required. It will be a hot-water bottle kind of piety with none of that gritty old morality it in. It will be a brand of faith that has been synthetized, vitaminized, homogenized, and capsulized, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://palad1n.com/archives/2010/02/23/1341/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[i dropped from the center of the light down into the void
where there was once chaos, light mixed with dark, the waters were empty
understood i, that this was the third place outside of death&#8217;s reach]]></description>
		<link>http://palad1n.com/archives/2010/02/23/1340/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[Love God, for that is your center, from which you can love everyone else.]]></description>
		<link>http://palad1n.com/archives/2010/02/20/1339/</link>
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