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    <copyright>Copyright 2004.</copyright>
    <category>Spirituality</category>
    <category>Humor</category>
    <category>School</category>
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      <title>A Special Thought...</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2004 01:37:43 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>This is a quote from one of my most thought provoking books that lay in my room... I hope everyone who reads this takes it to heart...becouse this is an absolute truth. In heart-wrenching times such as the ones we live in today, is is essential that we all become our own masters...with a little help from above. :) . :



“The teachings of a Master appear different in different times. The need of time and place vary. When you were alive few would have said the words of Buddha matched those of Krishna or Jesus. But in essence they all said the same thing—that there is one God and that we are... (more)</description>
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      <title>Welcome! (Ode to Nothingness...)</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 23 Nov 2004 03:27:20 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Welcome one and all, to the Mystique Chronicals....



An account of the strange life of a witch from the middle of nowhere. My life is not so unlike yours. I go to school. Piss my pants in bordem. Stress out over grades (maybe I do more than others @_@ gah!!! sklfsicrit,ey,e,cgnerui.qxexgdngfjgn.,ericge;gn,ehx,q.....sorry....got a little frustrated... o_O) get upset (obsessed?) over crushes, plot to destory exboyfriends life forever, talk to best friend for hours and hours over the phone, secretly write poetry from the depth of your heart....and snarf popcorn on those nights you need some... (more)</description>
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