<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155</id><updated>2012-03-16T04:32:31.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warped at Twenty Six</title><subtitle type='html'>A monotony of thought made flesh. 
A script of life incarnated to play.
A thespian at 26, I am warped.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-8719324979193760160</id><published>2008-01-03T10:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:20:45.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start Over</title><content type='html'>When you've trusted God and walked his way&lt;br /&gt;When you've felt his hand lead you day by day&lt;br /&gt;But your steps now take you another way ...&lt;br /&gt;Start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've made your plans and they've gone awry&lt;br /&gt;When you've tried your best and there's no more try&lt;br /&gt;When you've failed yourself and you don't know why ...&lt;br /&gt;Start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've told your friends what you plan to do&lt;br /&gt;When you've trusted them and they didn't come through&lt;br /&gt;And you're all alone and it's up to you ...&lt;br /&gt;Start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've failed your kids and they're grown and gone&lt;br /&gt;When you've done your best but it's turned out wrong&lt;br /&gt;And now your grandchildren come along ...&lt;br /&gt;Start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've prayed to God so you'll know his will&lt;br /&gt;When you've prayed and prayed and you don't know still ...&lt;br /&gt;When you want to stop cause you've had your fill ...&lt;br /&gt;Start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think you're finished and want to quit&lt;br /&gt;When you've bottomed out in life's deepest pit&lt;br /&gt;When you've tried and tried to get out of it ...&lt;br /&gt;Start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the year has been long and successes few&lt;br /&gt;When December comes and you're feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;God gives a January just for you ...&lt;br /&gt;Start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting over means "Victories Won"&lt;br /&gt;Starting over means "A Race Well Run"&lt;br /&gt;Starting over means "God's Will Done"&lt;br /&gt;Don't just sit there ............ ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Woodrow Kroll of "Back to the Bible"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-8719324979193760160?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/8719324979193760160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=8719324979193760160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/8719324979193760160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/8719324979193760160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2008/01/start-over.html' title='Start Over'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-7879853064593147617</id><published>2007-10-31T10:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T10:23:49.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight Fire with Fire</title><content type='html'>Fight Fire with Fire &lt;br /&gt;Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do unto others as they&lt;br /&gt;have done to you&lt;br /&gt;But what the hell is this&lt;br /&gt;world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow the universe into nothingness&lt;br /&gt;Nuclear warfare shall lay us to rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight fire with fire&lt;br /&gt;Ending is near&lt;br /&gt;Fight fire with fire&lt;br /&gt;Bursting with fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all shall die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is like a fuse,&lt;br /&gt;short and burning fast&lt;br /&gt;Armageddon is here, like&lt;br /&gt;said in the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight fire with fire&lt;br /&gt;Ending is near&lt;br /&gt;Fight fire with fire&lt;br /&gt;Bursting with fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon to fill our lungs the&lt;br /&gt;hot winds of death&lt;br /&gt;The gods are laughing, so&lt;br /&gt;take your last breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight fire with fire&lt;br /&gt;Ending is near&lt;br /&gt;Fight fire with fire&lt;br /&gt;Bursting with fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight fire with fire&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-7879853064593147617?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/7879853064593147617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=7879853064593147617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/7879853064593147617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/7879853064593147617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2007/10/fight-fire-with-fire.html' title='Fight Fire with Fire'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-2364648329896367025</id><published>2007-02-21T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T10:37:40.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent</title><content type='html'>"Is this a fast, to keep &lt;br /&gt;The larder lean? &lt;br /&gt;And clean&lt;br /&gt;From fat of&lt;br /&gt;veals, and sheep? &lt;br /&gt;Is it to quit the dish &lt;br /&gt;of flesh, yet still &lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;fill&lt;br /&gt;The platter high with fish?&lt;br /&gt;Is it to fast an hour, &lt;br /&gt;Or ragged&lt;br /&gt;to go, &lt;br /&gt;Or show a downcast look, and sour?&lt;br /&gt;"No: 'tis a fast, to dole&lt;br /&gt;Thy sheaf of wheat, and meat &lt;br /&gt;Unto the hungry soul. &lt;br /&gt;It is to fast&lt;br /&gt;from strife,&lt;br /&gt;From old debate &lt;br /&gt;And hate; &lt;br /&gt;To circumcise thy life.&lt;br /&gt;"To show a heart grief-rent;&lt;br /&gt;To starve thy sin, &lt;br /&gt;not bin; &lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;that's to keep thy Lent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Robert Herrick, a seventeenth century poet &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-2364648329896367025?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/2364648329896367025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=2364648329896367025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/2364648329896367025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/2364648329896367025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2007/02/lent.html' title='Lent'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-793932438618061275</id><published>2007-02-14T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T09:58:26.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Love Someone...</title><content type='html'>Here are times in life...&lt;br /&gt;When the person you will love,&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Walks into your life. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, just sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;You hurt that person,&lt;br /&gt;You push them away.&lt;br /&gt;Not meaning to,&lt;br /&gt;But you do. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Because you do this...&lt;br /&gt;You lose that person,&lt;br /&gt;They walk away. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At times...&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid,&lt;br /&gt;To go on, after this.&lt;br /&gt;But what choice do you have? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;All you can do...&lt;br /&gt;Is hope that one day,&lt;br /&gt;If that person really was the one.&lt;br /&gt;You will meet again. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And if, just by chance...&lt;br /&gt;You get that second chance,&lt;br /&gt;Remember the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from your mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;And never let them happen again. &lt;br /&gt;And by doing this...&lt;br /&gt;You will find out,&lt;br /&gt;That a lifetime of happiness awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If kisses were water, I'd give you a sea,&lt;br /&gt;If hugs were leaves, I'd give you a tree,&lt;br /&gt;If spaces were love, I'd give eternity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are true and sincere to me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep all my love just for thee. &lt;br /&gt;And every morning when you open your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Tell yourself that it is special. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Every day, every minute, &lt;br /&gt;Every second is a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;You've got to dance like nobody's watching,&lt;br /&gt;And love like it's never going to hurt. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;People say true friends must always hold hands, &lt;br /&gt;But true friends don't need to hold hands&lt;br /&gt;Because they know the other&lt;br /&gt;Hand will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Unknown author&lt;br /&gt;(napulot ko lang)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-793932438618061275?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/793932438618061275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=793932438618061275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/793932438618061275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/793932438618061275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-you-love-someone.html' title='If You Love Someone...'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-321515788194947180</id><published>2007-01-29T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T13:46:14.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Free</title><content type='html'>If you are quick to take offense, then you'll be under the control of those whom you find offensive. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you are easily angered, then your actions will be dictated by those who anger you. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you are obsessed by what other people think, then you will be imprisoned by their thoughts. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you yearn for easy answers and quick solutions, you'll fall prey to people who offer nothing but promises. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you find the truth too difficult to bear, you'll be enslaved to those who tell you what you want to hear. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When you have the courage to think for yourself, the strength to accept what is, the commitment and discipline to make a difference, then you are free. &lt;br /&gt; You are truly free to live with purpose, joy and fulfillment. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Let your life be defined not by your reactions to what others do, say or think, but rather by your own unique vision. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Raise your eyes above the pettiness and follow the path of the greatness that is within you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- By Ralph Marston&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-321515788194947180?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/321515788194947180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=321515788194947180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/321515788194947180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/321515788194947180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2007/01/be-free.html' title='Be Free'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-4466374971990678393</id><published>2006-11-16T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:15:04.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If tomorrow starts without me</title><content type='html'>If tomorrow starts without me,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not there to see,&lt;br /&gt;If the sun should rise and find your eyes&lt;br /&gt;All filled with tears for me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish so much you wouldn't cry&lt;br /&gt;The way you did today,&lt;br /&gt;While thinking of the many things,&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you love me,&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love you,&lt;br /&gt;And each time that you think of me,&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll miss me too;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when tomorrow starts without me,&lt;br /&gt;Please try to understand,&lt;br /&gt;That an angel came and called my name,&lt;br /&gt;And took me by the hand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And said my place was ready,&lt;br /&gt;In heaven far above,&lt;br /&gt;And that I'd have to leave behind&lt;br /&gt;All those I dearly love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I turned to walk away,&lt;br /&gt;A tear fell from my eye,&lt;br /&gt;For all my life, I'd always thought,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much to live for,&lt;br /&gt;So much left yet to do,&lt;br /&gt;It seemed almost impossible,&lt;br /&gt;That I was leaving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of all the yesterdays,&lt;br /&gt;The good ones and the bad,&lt;br /&gt;I thought of all that we shared,&lt;br /&gt;And all the fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could relive yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Just even for a while,&lt;br /&gt;I'd say good-bye and kiss you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe see you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I fully realized,&lt;br /&gt;That this could never be,&lt;br /&gt;For emptiness and memories,&lt;br /&gt;Would take the place of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I thought of worldly things,&lt;br /&gt;I might miss some tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I thought of you, and when I did,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was filled with sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I walked through heaven's gates,&lt;br /&gt;I felt so much at home.&lt;br /&gt;When God looked down and smiled at me,&lt;br /&gt;From His great golden throne,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "This is eternity,&lt;br /&gt;And all I've promised you."&lt;br /&gt;Today your life on earth is past,&lt;br /&gt;But here life starts anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise no tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;But today will always last,&lt;br /&gt;And since each day is the same way,&lt;br /&gt;There's no longing for the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when tomorrow starts without me,&lt;br /&gt;Don't think we're far apart,&lt;br /&gt;For every time you think of me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here, in your heart "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-4466374971990678393?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/4466374971990678393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=4466374971990678393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/4466374971990678393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/4466374971990678393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-tomorrow-starts-without-me.html' title='If tomorrow starts without me'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-116277689799618084</id><published>2006-11-06T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:49.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i believe</title><content type='html'>I believe in Miracles and dreams that will come true,&lt;br /&gt;And I believe in happiness And friendship, through and through&lt;br /&gt;I believe that when you cry your tears are not in vain,&lt;br /&gt;And when you're sad and lonely someone knows that you're in pain.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that when we laugh a sparkle starts to shine,&lt;br /&gt;And before you know these sparks will spread&lt;br /&gt;From more hearts than just mine.&lt;br /&gt;I believe the gifts you have are there for you to share&lt;br /&gt;And when you give them from the heart, the whole world knows you care.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that if you give, even just to one,&lt;br /&gt;That gift will grow in magnitude before the day is done.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that comfort comes from giving part of me,&lt;br /&gt;And if I share with others, there's more for all so see.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that love is still the greatest gift of all,&lt;br /&gt;And when it's given from the heart, Love will conquer all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-116277689799618084?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-116226531048209594</id><published>2006-10-31T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:48.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>release me</title><content type='html'>i am tired&lt;br /&gt;of all your lies&lt;br /&gt;your pretensions&lt;br /&gt;to become&lt;br /&gt;a part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could tell&lt;br /&gt;from your ways&lt;br /&gt;i am not the one&lt;br /&gt;but a dark surface&lt;br /&gt;to your selfish desires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could no longer bear&lt;br /&gt;your tolerance&lt;br /&gt;to disillusion&lt;br /&gt;and greed&lt;br /&gt;i puked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could not&lt;br /&gt;trust your word&lt;br /&gt;more of your acts&lt;br /&gt;so lewd&lt;br /&gt;i am always in doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not princely&lt;br /&gt;but your impression&lt;br /&gt;says that your right&lt;br /&gt;i believed&lt;br /&gt;but now, all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would happen&lt;br /&gt;i don’t know&lt;br /&gt;i loved you once&lt;br /&gt;but not for long&lt;br /&gt;release me now.&lt;br /&gt;i am but drained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-116226531048209594?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/116226531048209594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=116226531048209594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/116226531048209594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/116226531048209594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/10/release-me.html' title='release me'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-116010701476831206</id><published>2006-10-06T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:48.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a time for everything</title><content type='html'>There is a time for everything,&lt;br /&gt;and a season for every activity under heaven:&lt;br /&gt;a time to be born and a time to die,&lt;br /&gt;a time to plant and a time to uproot,&lt;br /&gt;a time to kill and a time to heal,&lt;br /&gt;a time to tear down and a time to build,&lt;br /&gt;a time to weep and a time to laugh,&lt;br /&gt;a time to mourn and a time to dance,&lt;br /&gt;a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,&lt;br /&gt;a time to embrace and a time to refrain,&lt;br /&gt;a time to search and a time to give up,&lt;br /&gt;a time to keep and a time to throw away,&lt;br /&gt;a time to tear and a time to mend,&lt;br /&gt;a time to be silent and a time to speak,&lt;br /&gt;a time to love and a time to hate,&lt;br /&gt;a time for war and a time for peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-116010701476831206?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/116010701476831206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=116010701476831206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/116010701476831206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/116010701476831206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/10/time-for-everything.html' title='a time for everything'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-115924228477928106</id><published>2006-09-26T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:48.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doomsday</title><content type='html'>gluttons waiting&lt;br /&gt;for a decaying soul&lt;br /&gt;in a barren land&lt;br /&gt;a conspiracy exist&lt;br /&gt;an outbreak persist&lt;br /&gt;the black plague circling&lt;br /&gt;the nimbus&lt;br /&gt;pending to pour&lt;br /&gt;a dry haze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear echoed&lt;br /&gt;across mountains&lt;br /&gt;bells rang&lt;br /&gt;as dark horned horses&lt;br /&gt;roamed and heaved chaos&lt;br /&gt;as the eclipse&lt;br /&gt;of the sun&lt;br /&gt;waves a tide&lt;br /&gt;of despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a wink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;seas turns red&lt;br /&gt;a once blooming field&lt;br /&gt;was zero grounded&lt;br /&gt;a burrow so hefty&lt;br /&gt;a mushroom of cloud&lt;br /&gt;planted in blue&lt;br /&gt;demeaning&lt;br /&gt;every inch of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roots of the inevitable&lt;br /&gt;collapse is evident&lt;br /&gt;as a time bomb was set&lt;br /&gt;by himself detonated&lt;br /&gt;death comes a stroke&lt;br /&gt;distilling the morals&lt;br /&gt;shifts the spring&lt;br /&gt;to novel beginning&lt;br /&gt;end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-115924228477928106?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/115924228477928106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=115924228477928106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/115924228477928106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/115924228477928106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/09/doomsday.html' title='doomsday'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-115804436488373164</id><published>2006-09-12T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:48.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loop of Happiness</title><content type='html'>Dreamt of greens in the horizon&lt;br /&gt;While anxiety lives in the hindsight&lt;br /&gt;Swayed by the bliss of morning winds&lt;br /&gt;I was led into the gates of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Visible and far away, I have a key&lt;br /&gt;To unlock and penetrate&lt;br /&gt;The pits and peak of mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Wandering around, a power seeped in&lt;br /&gt;A fleeting might flowing through the veins&lt;br /&gt;A moment of glee soothing every nerve&lt;br /&gt;I can hop every isles and seas&lt;br /&gt;Walked half the earth on barefoot&lt;br /&gt;Understand the doubts in between&lt;br /&gt;And exploit the door of ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I watched the verdant lush of greens&lt;br /&gt;Don its beauty as it plays a stage&lt;br /&gt;To an orchestra of birds and insects&lt;br /&gt;Every species I saw cheered and clapped&lt;br /&gt;While the skies are the perfect back draft&lt;br /&gt;Beamed by the broad jaw of the sun&lt;br /&gt;Pointing the stars, the trail of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; No pain was too dire to endure&lt;br /&gt;Only to grasp the gift of paradise&lt;br /&gt;Later to recognize I was into a maze&lt;br /&gt;There is no gate, I failed to understand&lt;br /&gt;The search is not on seeking the light&lt;br /&gt;But to cease the search and revere&lt;br /&gt;For the paradise is on Earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-115804436488373164?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-115398042990865301</id><published>2006-07-27T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:48.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Mr Pregnant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/YgbpV_5PXBk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/YgbpV_5PXBk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;WTF?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-115398042990865301?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/115398042990865301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=115398042990865301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/115398042990865301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/115398042990865301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/07/mr-pregnant-wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-115209433074309492</id><published>2006-07-05T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:48.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch your thoughts; they become  words.  &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch your words; they become actions.  &lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch your actions; they become habits. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch your habits; they become character &lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:24pt;"&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b&gt; . &lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch your character; it becomes your destiny &lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1026" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:24pt;height:24pt'/"&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;.  &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-115209433074309492?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/115209433074309492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=115209433074309492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/115209433074309492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/115209433074309492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/07/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-115103607905367350</id><published>2006-06-23T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:48.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby of your choice</title><content type='html'>Again, I could not find the time to write. And for the purposes of filling up this blog, I am literally copying a forwarded email. Hope this would help in choosing the gender of your baby. For those of you do not have any plan in the near future, you can keep it for future reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Background:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man’s sperm consists of X &amp; Y spermatozoa, X spermatozoon decides the female whereas Y is the male. Referring to these physiological properties of the spermatozoa, gynecologists set up the theory of ‘Choice of a girl or a boy’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st factor: Food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Husband must eat more alkaline food, wife eats more acidic food.&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Husband eats more acidic food, wife eats more alkaline food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkaline food: vegetables, fruits, egg white, milk, algae, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Acidic food: meat, seafood, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd factor: Timing (When to do it ?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Frequent copulation during pre-ovulation period.&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Copulating just before ovulation or just after ovulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to confirm ovulation period:&lt;br /&gt;Body temperature increases (you may want to use SPC chart to monitor your body temperature here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd factor: Penetration (How to do it ?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Husband to avoid deep penetration in the female vagina during copulation.&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Deep penetration by the husband is suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reasoning:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characteristics of X &amp;amp; Y spermatozoa&lt;br /&gt;- X: Marathon runner with good stamina&lt;br /&gt;- Y: Sprinter but poor stamina&lt;br /&gt;So, with deep penetration, the chances for Y to reach destination will be higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th factor: Stimulation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Wife should avoid stimulation during copulation. Secretion from female vagina becomes alkaline when stimulated, therefore this promotes the activity of Y spermatozoon.&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Husband ejaculates after wife has been stimulated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th factor: Wife’s Preparation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Rinse the vagina with solution dissolving 2 spoonfuls of white vinegar in 1 liter of water. Since an acidic condition decreases activity of Y spermatozoon.&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Rinse the vagina with solution dissolving 2 spoonfuls of soda in 1 liter of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th factor: Positioning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Female to be on the top position &amp; male to be on the bottom position.&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Male to be on the top position &amp;amp; female to be on the bottom position. This posture allows the Y spermatozoon to reach the destination faster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-115103607905367350?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/115103607905367350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=115103607905367350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/115103607905367350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/115103607905367350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/06/baby-of-your-choice.html' title='Baby of your choice'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-114897811937783680</id><published>2006-05-30T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:48.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday and Me</title><content type='html'>Wala na namang magawa. Kaya sinagutan ko ang isang sarbey sa internet at pinost ko dito. I-search nyo na lang sa net kung saang website ito kasi di ko na sya matandaan. Malamang na-receive nyo na rin yung link nito sa mga email nyo. Ano nga bang sense nito? Wala. Para lang may bagong mailagay dito. Next time na si literary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: 6/17/1979&lt;br /&gt;Date of conception was on or about 24 September 1978 which was a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;You were born on a Sunday under the astrological sign Gemini.&lt;br /&gt;Your Life path number is &lt;a href="http://www.astrology-numerology.com/num-lifepath.html#lp4"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Life Path Compatibility:&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 4, 8, 11 &amp; 22.&lt;br /&gt;You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 6 &amp;amp; 7.&lt;br /&gt;You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 1, 3, 5 &amp; 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2444041.5.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="javascript:popUp("&gt;golden&lt;/a&gt; number for 1979 is 4.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="javascript:popUp("&gt;epact&lt;/a&gt; number for 1979 is 2.The year 1979 was not a leap year.&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 1/28/1979 and ending 2/15/1980.&lt;br /&gt;You were born in the Chinese year of the Goat.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 15 April 1979.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Orthodox Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 22 April 1979.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent) on your birth year was Wednesday 28 February 1979.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Whitsun (Pentecost Sunday) in the year of your birth was Sunday 3 June 1979.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Whisuntide in the year of your birth was Sunday 10 June 1979.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Rosh Hashanah in the year of your birth was Saturday, 22 September 1979.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Passover in the year of your birth was Thursday, 12 April 1979.&lt;br /&gt;The date of Mardi Gras on your birth year was Tuesday 27 February 1979.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 5/26/2006 10:21:31 AM EDT&lt;br /&gt;You are 26 years old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 323 months old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 1,405 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 9,840 days old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 236,170 hours old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 14,170,221 minutes old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 850,213,291 seconds old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 3.85127201565558 years old. (Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)&lt;br /&gt;There are 22 days till your next birthdayon which your cake will have 27 candles.&lt;br /&gt;Those 27 candles produce 27 BTUs, or 6,804 calories of heat (that's only 6.8040 food Calories!) .&lt;br /&gt;You can boil 3.09 US ounces of water with that many candles.&lt;br /&gt;In 1979 there were approximately 3.1 million births in the US.&lt;br /&gt;In 1979 the US population was approximately 203,302,031 people, 57.4 persons per square mile.&lt;br /&gt;In 1979 in the US there were approximately 2,152,662 marriages (10.1%) and 1,036,000 divorces (4.9%)&lt;br /&gt;In 1979 in the US there were approximately 1,921,000 deaths (9.5 per 1000)&lt;br /&gt;In the US a new person is born approximately every 8 seconds.In the US one person dies approximately every 12 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthstone is Alexandrite&lt;br /&gt;The Mystical properties of Alexandrite&lt;br /&gt;Alexandrite can assist one in centering the self, reinforcing self-esteem, and augmenting ones ability to experience joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl, Moonstone, Opal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth tree is&lt;br /&gt;Fig Tree, the Sensibility&lt;br /&gt;Very strong, a bit self-willed, independent, does not allow contradiction or arguments, loves life, its family, children and animals, a bit of a butterfly, good sense of humour, likes idleness and laziness, of practical talent and intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon's phase on the day you were born was in its last quarter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-114897811937783680?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/114897811937783680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=114897811937783680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114897811937783680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114897811937783680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-birthday-and-me.html' title='My Birthday and Me'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-114897740727003654</id><published>2006-05-30T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:48.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The International Rules of Manhood</title><content type='html'>At dahil wala kong ma-post ngayon (dahil sa pagkukunwari sa trabaho), nais kong i-share ito sa aking mga giliw na tagahanga (magparamdam naman kayo sa shoutbox). Actually, wala tong kwenta. Pangpuno lang sa blog. Para meron lang post sa May. Nabakante kasi itong blog ko ng isang buwan. Anyway, ito ay tungkol sa rules of manhood. Napulot ko lang sa internet kaya pinost ko na rin. Baka mas madami ang makabasa dito. Haha. Self explanatory na siguro yung mga nakasulat dito kaya di na ko mag co-comment. Pwede nyo ding kopyahin. Di naman sa kin to e. Heto na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Under no circumstances may two men to share an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;2. It is OK for a man to cry ONLY under the following circumstances:&lt;br /&gt;(a) When a heroic dog dies to save its master.&lt;br /&gt;(b) The moment Angelina Jolie starts unbuttoning her blouse.&lt;br /&gt;(c) After wrecking your boss' car.&lt;br /&gt;(d) One hour, 12 minutes, 37 seconds into "The CryingGame".&lt;br /&gt;(e) When she is using her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;3. Any Man who brings a camera to a bachelor party may be legally killed and eaten by his buddies.&lt;br /&gt;4. Unless he murdered someone in your family, you must bail a friendout of jail within 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;5. If you've known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is off limits forever unless you actually marry her.&lt;br /&gt;6. Moaning about the brand of free beer in a buddy's fridge is forbidden. However complain at will if the temperature is unsuitable.&lt;br /&gt;7. No man shall ever be required to buy a birthday present for another man. In fact, even remembering your buddy's birthday is strictly optional. At that point, you must celebrate at a strip bar of the birthday boy's choice.&lt;br /&gt;8. On a road trip, the strongest bladder determines pit stops, not the weakest.&lt;br /&gt;9. When stumbling upon other guys watching a sporting event, you may ask the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask who's playing.&lt;br /&gt;10. You may flatulate in front of a woman only after you have brought her to climax. If you trap her head under the covers for the purpose offl atulent entertainment, she's officially your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;11. It is permissible to drink a fruity alcohol drink only when you're sunning on a tropical beach... and it's delivered by a topless model and only when it's free.&lt;br /&gt;12. Only in situations of moral and/or physical peril are you allowed to kick another guy in the nuts.&lt;br /&gt;13. Unless you're in prison, never fight naked.&lt;br /&gt;14. Friends don't let friends wear Speedos. Ever. Issue closed.&lt;br /&gt;15. If a man's fly is down, that's his problem, you didn't see anything.&lt;br /&gt;16. Women who claim they "love to watch sports" must be treated as spies until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to drink as much as the other sports watchers.&lt;br /&gt;17. A man in the company of a hot, suggestively dressed woman must remain sober enough to fight.&lt;br /&gt;18. Never hesitate to reach for the last beer or the last slice of pizza, but not both, that's just greedy.&lt;br /&gt;19. If you compliment a guy on his six-pack, you'd better be talking about his choice of beer.&lt;br /&gt;20. Never join your girlfriend or wife in discussing a friend ofyours, except if she's withholding sex pending your response.&lt;br /&gt;21. Phrases that may NOT be uttered to another man while lifting weights:&lt;br /&gt;(a) Yeah, Baby, Push it!&lt;br /&gt;(b) C'mon, give me one more! Harder!&lt;br /&gt;(c) Another set and we can hit the showers!&lt;br /&gt;22. Never talk to a man in a bathroom unless you are on equal footing: i.e., both urinating, both waiting in line, etc. 23. For all other situations, an almost imperceptible nod is all the conversation you need.&lt;br /&gt;24. Never allow a telephone conversation with a woman to go on longer than you are able to have sex with her. Keep a stopwatch by the phone. Hang up if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;25. The morning after you and a girl who was formerly "just afriend" have carnal, drunken monkey sex, the fact that you're feeling weird and guilty is no reson for you not to nail each other again before the discussion about what a big mistake it was occurs.&lt;br /&gt;26. It is acceptable for you to drive her car. It is not acceptable for her to drive yours.&lt;br /&gt;27. Thou shalt not buy a car in the colors of brown, pink, limegreen, orange or sky blue.&lt;br /&gt;28. The girl who replies to the question "What do you want for Christmas?" with "If you loved me, you'd know what I want!" gets an Xbox. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;29. There is no reason for guys to watch Ice Skating or Men's Gymnastics. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Source: The International Councilof Manhood, Ltd.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-114897740727003654?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/114897740727003654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=114897740727003654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114897740727003654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114897740727003654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/05/international-rules-of-manhood.html' title='The International Rules of Manhood'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-114345169474629400</id><published>2006-03-27T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:48.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent walk</title><content type='html'>It was dark in the shores of hope&lt;br /&gt;I could sense the apathy of the moon&lt;br /&gt;And nonchalance of the waves&lt;br /&gt;Gulping the sundry thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Clouding every inch of rays&lt;br /&gt;I am lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hasty breeze seeps through&lt;br /&gt;I stopped and gently inhale&lt;br /&gt;While my eyes are at the horizon&lt;br /&gt;I could feel the waters on my feet&lt;br /&gt;Dripping my parched essence&lt;br /&gt;I was one with the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sky opened its broad jaw&lt;br /&gt;I taste the sweet embrace of the waters&lt;br /&gt;And throw a rare shell with all might&lt;br /&gt;Took a picture perfect pose&lt;br /&gt;And finally kissed the sand adieu&lt;br /&gt;I saw the first light of dawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-114345169474629400?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/114345169474629400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=114345169474629400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114345169474629400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114345169474629400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/03/silent-walk.html' title='Silent walk'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-114249614228786689</id><published>2006-03-16T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:48.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;6: 15 am.&lt;/em&gt; I somehow composed my still sleepy thoughts as I sit in our newly vacuumed sofa. When my eyes and mind began taking its shape, I instantly wear my contact lenses and bought &lt;em&gt;pandesal&lt;/em&gt; in a nearby store. I came back a little sweaty, bubbled three cups water for my daily caffeine dose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6: 35 am&lt;/em&gt;. As I was blissfully consuming a scarcely prepared cheese-filled pandesal and a soothing aroma of instant cappuccino, I heard the infuriating alarm from my mobile phone. I did not bother to check, as I already knew days before that I have a conference call at 8 am. And I don’t wanna be late for the &lt;em&gt;nth&lt;/em&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6: 50 am&lt;/em&gt;. I turned the radio on for a boost, lighted a couple of cigarettes, packed up some papers, prepared my polo and pants, shadow boxed, jumped and lifted weights. I was pumped up this time, as sweat flows from my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7:10 am&lt;/em&gt;. I took the towel in our improvised &lt;em&gt;sampayan&lt;/em&gt;, swipe off my sweat, and took whatever fabric I am on. And to the bathroom I go. I turn the usual faulty faucet as I sit comfortably in a newly installed pull up seat to release the toxins and swipe the excess. Right after, I splatter tons of water with a fractured &lt;em&gt;tabo&lt;/em&gt; whose life is about to end in a week. I quickly lather my body with a loofa given by my housemate weeks back, rinse  and dry with a smelly towel from weeks constant use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7:30 am&lt;/em&gt;. Of course, toothbrush, lotion, suave, shave. Get off the bathroom, put on my pants, wipe my wet feet with a used piece of cloth, put foot powder, socks and shoes. Still half-naked, I sprayed someone else perfume and wear the polo shirt I prepared earlier. I am now in a great hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7:35 am&lt;/em&gt;. Five minutes of vanity and I am ready to go. I say my adieu to the ones asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7:36 am&lt;/em&gt;. I walk towards LRT station which is a stones' throw away from our apartment. No need to buy tickets as I already have a spare prepaid card. I am walking like mad now. I insert my ticket and wait for the train. Embark to the train, squeeze myself with other passengers. Disembark at EDSA station to take the MRT. I submit my bag for inspection. Insert my prepaid card. Sit comfortably in the train whose door would exactly open at the ticket booth (it would be a lot easier to stay near the door because people would pile up for lines at the ticket exit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8:00 am&lt;/em&gt;. At the MRT Ortigas station. I walked fast paced, overtaking most of the pedestrian along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8:14 am.&lt;/em&gt; I am at the office. The show is on. I am late. I quietly sneaked in as the call is already starting. I sat and took my notebook out. Act like I am taking down my notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9:40 am&lt;/em&gt;. The call ended. My boss (who was in HK) asked us to call him immediately in his office. I was somehow jittery at this point. We talked about the things to do to address the call. Right after, my boss told me that he was disappointed at me. That is, because I am late. I feel dumbfounded and blank, I could not talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9:45 am&lt;/em&gt;. I immediately went to my cubicle. Sat for a while and compose myself. Find what should I do and assess what I have done wrong. My boss is right. I am expected to be on time. I somehow develop this &lt;em&gt;manana&lt;/em&gt; habit when I was still lurking in the government. I thought everything would adjust to my time. I am in a different world now. And I should adjust myself to the world I am with now. That is the moral of the story. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, you’d see a lot of wall clocks in our pad…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-114249614228786689?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/114249614228786689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=114249614228786689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114249614228786689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114249614228786689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/03/late-at-work.html' title='Late at work'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-114247211801142923</id><published>2006-03-16T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decipher what Girls Tell You</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;She says&lt;/strong&gt;: "I don't want to ruin our friendship."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means&lt;/strong&gt;: I am not attracted to you, or I don't feel enough chemistry to date you -- but I do like you as friend.&lt;br /&gt;Why she does this: She probably does want to remain friends, but doesn't want to hurt your feelings by admitting that she doesn't feel the same attraction for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do&lt;/strong&gt;: Don't take it personally; she just doesn't feel the same chemistry as you do. Take the hint and work on being friends with her, if that's what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She says&lt;/strong&gt;: "I'm just so busy with work right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means&lt;/strong&gt;: I am not interested in fitting you into my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why she does this&lt;/strong&gt;: She wants to let you down easy. Instead of being blunt, she is hoping you'll just get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do&lt;/strong&gt;: When a woman likes a man, she will always find time for him -- no matter what her schedule is like. So don't kid yourself into thinking that the situation might change. Instead, move on right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She says: "&lt;/strong&gt;Are you seeing anyone right now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means:&lt;/strong&gt; I might like to submit an application for the position of your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why she does this&lt;/strong&gt;: She wants to make sure she is not wasting her precious flirting energy on a man who is already spoken for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do:&lt;/strong&gt; Answer honestly, and then hit her up for her phone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She says&lt;/strong&gt;: "Do you really want to go to that restaurant/movie/dinner party?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means&lt;/strong&gt;: I really don't want to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why she does this&lt;/strong&gt;: She doesn't want to go, but she doesn't want to appear stubborn either. She is probably hoping you'll sense her hesitation and come up with an alternate plan that pleases her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do:&lt;/strong&gt; If you have your heart set on going to that particular destination, stick to your guns. Otherwise, you might want to switch up in order to please her. Remember this: If you keep her happy, she'll keep you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She says&lt;/strong&gt;: "You have a knack for dealing with kids. They really seem to respond to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means&lt;/strong&gt;: I am contemplating eventually having children with you and am wondering where you stand in that department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why she does this&lt;/strong&gt;: An indirect question is her way of feeling you out without freaking you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do&lt;/strong&gt;: Don't freak out. She is probably thinking very distantly into the future (yes, women do this). If, however, you absolutely positively know that you never want kids, this would be a good time to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She says&lt;/strong&gt;: "Where is this relationship going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means:&lt;/strong&gt; I would like us to graduate to a more serious, &lt;a href="http://www.askmen.com/dating/heidi/38_dating_girl.html"&gt;exclusive relationship&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why she does this&lt;/strong&gt;: She wants you to be the one to suggest exclusivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do&lt;/strong&gt;: This depends on whether or not you actually want exclusivity. If so, suggest it. If not, let her know that you care about her, but are not interested in being exclusive right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She says:&lt;/strong&gt; "I feel so close to you right now. You know me so well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means&lt;/strong&gt;: I am starting to feel the l-word, but I don't want to be the first to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why she does this&lt;/strong&gt;: It's a scary thing to be the first to say "I love you." It's much easier for her to hint and hope that you'll take the plunge first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do:&lt;/strong&gt; Do not -- under any circumstances -- say the l-word if you don't mean it. If you do feel it, then go ahead; otherwise, don't say anything. In the long run, you'll be happy not to get entangled in such a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She says:&lt;/strong&gt; "I feel like our relationship is stuck in a routine right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means&lt;/strong&gt;: I want you to be more romantic and spontaneous, and surprise me more. I need you to pay more attention to my needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why she does this:&lt;/strong&gt; She doesn't want to hurt your feelings and admit that you are, in part, the cause of &lt;a href="http://www.askmen.com/dating/dating_advice_60/63_dating_tips.html"&gt;the rut&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do&lt;/strong&gt;: You don't need to change your personality entirely, but it wouldn't kill you to surprise her every once in a while. Call her out of the blue and tell her you're taking her for dinner, go on a spontaneous weekend away, or just surprise her with her favorite chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She says&lt;/strong&gt;: "A man was flirting with me all night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means&lt;/strong&gt;: Does it make you &lt;a href="http://www.askmen.com/dating/curtsmith_60/78_dating_advice.html"&gt;jealous&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why she does this:&lt;/strong&gt; She wants you to know that she's a hot commodity and that other men are interested in her. She wants you to appreciate what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do&lt;/strong&gt;: Don't respond to it in a way she'll expect, like by getting angry or jealous. Instead, pay her a compliment -- she's definitely fishing for it. Don't get all insane with jealousy; just let her know what she means to you, or else she'll be playing this card every so often to set you straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She says&lt;/strong&gt;: "Do you get along well with your mother?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means:&lt;/strong&gt; Are you a family man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why she does this&lt;/strong&gt;: A man who gets along with his mother tends to be more loyal, sensitive and devoted -- at least that's the stereotype that a lot of women buy into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do&lt;/strong&gt;: Talk about how close you and your mother are; you could even tell a couple of stories. Just enough to affirm that yes, you get along with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She says&lt;/strong&gt;: "I'm just not ready to make a commitment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means&lt;/strong&gt;: I'm &lt;a href="http://www.askmen.com/dating/heidi_60/94_dating_girl.html"&gt;not ready to commit&lt;/a&gt; to you, and may never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why she does this&lt;/strong&gt;: She uses this tactic to soften the blow; nine times out of 10, this means that she doesn't see a future with you... ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't stick around until she's ready to make a commitment. Chances are, when she's finally ready, it won't be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She says&lt;/strong&gt;: "I think we should stay friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What she means&lt;/strong&gt;: I am trying to cut you out of my life gradually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why she does this&lt;/strong&gt;: She thinks it would be easier to gradually stop seeing you instead of going cold turkey. She may even want to keep you around as a backup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you should do&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.askmen.com/dating/heidi/33_dating_girl.html"&gt;Stay friends&lt;/a&gt; if you like. But don't let yourself become the backup guy. If she wants to get back together down the line, ask yourself if she's only doing it because she hasn't found anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.askmen.com/"&gt;www.askmen.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-114247211801142923?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/114247211801142923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=114247211801142923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114247211801142923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114247211801142923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/03/decipher-what-girls-tell-you.html' title='Decipher what Girls Tell You'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-114224875098500335</id><published>2006-03-13T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/1600/ostrich%20pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/320/ostrich%20pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hungry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/1600/with%20d%20albino%20snake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/320/with%20d%20albino%20snake3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toying the snake....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-114224875098500335?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/114224875098500335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=114224875098500335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114224875098500335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114224875098500335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/03/animal-adventures.html' title='Animal Adventures'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-114111129583712144</id><published>2006-02-28T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultraelectromagneticjam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/1600/bmg-d247.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="159" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/320/bmg-d247.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Well, for all those who don’t know what the subject is all about, it is a collection of orig Eheads songs as revived by various Filipino artists. I chanced upon my officemate having an MP3 CD which contains all of Eheads songs plus of course the recharged one. I instantly bought a blank CD at NBS and immediately have it copied (what is intellectual property?). And only now that I chanced upon to hear its stuff. Here is a rundown of my comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Para sa Masa (various artists)–&lt;/strong&gt; the original song is as heartrending as the emotions of Eli (vocals). Very rich in contents and very well crafted. If you’re the masa type, then you would easily relate to this song. The only thing I find irksome is the rap segment of Francis M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Pare Ko (Sponge Cola)&lt;/strong&gt; – a sentimental favorite for those who have been dumped by a loved one and of course, a certified signature song of Eheads. Who wouldn’t recall this song -- once my favorite way back in college, not because of its lyrics, but more or less, its craftsmanship. A good song for gimiks and inuman with its easy to follow chords. Sounds like orig din except the words "tangina" and "nabuburat" were highlighted. Better instrumental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Magasin (Paolo Santos)&lt;/strong&gt; – Ikaw ba yan? At first, I thought it was Rey Valera until the second stanza which sounded more of Eli on karaoke. Gave the original much justice. But better be heard than seen. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Overdrive (Barbie Almalbis)&lt;/strong&gt; – Without a doubt, sounds like Barbie Almalbis and her cradle. If not only for her charm, the song would have been empty. Parang hirap na hirap mag-tagalog. Really. Imagine the Eheads writing a nonsense lyrics but still able to inflict damage to its listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Ang Huling El Bimbo (Rico J. Puno)&lt;/strong&gt; – This I can recall vividly as this was our "batchsong" when we entered an academic organization in UPLB. I was even teased why we chose this song to be our batch song. Well, the song has a easy to follow guitar chords, I could easily understand and perform in a small audience. The problem though was, how can I relate the lyrics of this song, to our batch. Well, that was more than 9 years ago when I was still dumbfounded by the rigors of an org. I also recall the MTV of this song, a child in his childhood, dancing El Bimbo with his supposed partner until they broke up. Anyway, the song is a classic for Eheads. Good job for Rico J! Very innocent and pure. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. With a Smile (Southborder)&lt;/strong&gt; – They gave the song a new flavor and twist, and suits best in taste of the market right now. R&amp;B twist. A good driving music. Kaya if you have a chick with you, for sure, mapapakanta yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Ligaya (Kitchie Nadal)&lt;/strong&gt; – She somehow laughed at the lines "ilang ahit pa ba ang aahitin…" Mukhang may naalaa o nagpa cute lang. Ang panget ng rendition nya. Parang napatagay lang sa kanto, sabay kanta. At least, may face value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Alapaap (6 Cycle Mind)&lt;/strong&gt; - this is a wonderful song tainted by a then comedian-senator. He made so much gaga over a song, nagpaka Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds ng Beatles itong senator na ito, a song that advocated drug use daw. duh? Listen to the lyrics. It’s a liberating song. Mas kapatid ng Redemption Song ni Bob Marley than Beatle's LSD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Torpedo (Isha)&lt;/strong&gt; - sino si Isha?? Somehow it's a good attempt at providing a different, more bouncy arrangement to a very noisy song. Mas kalmado ang version na 'to. The effect is different pala when a girl sings this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Huwag mo ng Itanong (MYMP)&lt;/strong&gt; - never paid much attention to the hype this group has received. but listen to this song as rendered by their female lead, grabe! a haunting voice she has. a very nice driving music, during a traffic-less dark night, running at a steady 50-70kph. ang ganda! plus i like this song for containing a "wala-lang" line but when you think about it, oo nga. tama! -- "field trip sa may pagawaan ng lapis, ay katulad ng buhay natin. 'sang mahabang pilang mabagal at walang katuturan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Huwag kang Matakot (Orange &amp;amp; Lemons)&lt;/strong&gt; - a wonderful cover by a band made famous by having (and shamelessly) copied the arrangement of a Brit band for the PBB theme. Gusto ko lang sila because you can easily mistake their sound na parang si Morissey of the Smiths. plus they were successful in making the song "their own" by infusing much of their Beatles-inspired beat, with a slight nod to Julie Tearjerky towards the end of the song caps the experience. Pinag-isipan ang areglo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Super Proxy (Francis M)&lt;/strong&gt; – Maganda ang areglo. Swabe. Sounds like U2 and Metallica on their prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Tikman (Sugar Free)&lt;/strong&gt; - a better rendition by the Panday theme song singers (ang bagong jukebox tune ng bayan. yikes!) of a lesser-known EHeads song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Alkohol (Radioactive Sago Project)&lt;/strong&gt; - not too familiar with the original. But Radioactive gave the song a 180degrees twist! Ibang-iba! It becomes a truly Radioactive Sago song. For those who do not know Radioactive, try em out. Magaling sila. Kakaiba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Maling Akala (Brownman Revival)&lt;/strong&gt; - A well revived song. Sounds like the original. The twist is its reggae feel. A decent revival by the revivals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Hard to Believe (Cueshe)&lt;/strong&gt; - ho-hum... gisingin niyo na lang ako. Zzzzzz….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Spoliarium (Imago)&lt;/strong&gt; - an alien song to me. Really. But having listened to the orig and the cover gave me a renewed appreciation of the song. Very nice rendition by Imago, especially with the Aimee Mann-sounding voice of the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s all! Seventeen Eheads songs revived in a wonderful album. Sana lang e wala ng clamor like people power for an Eheads reunification. I-reminisce na lang natin ang mga magagandang memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana this would be a prelude to something more! I’d like to hear Toyang, Kaliwete, Fruitcake at ang Tamagochi Baby. Ang saya! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-114111129583712144?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/114111129583712144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=114111129583712144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114111129583712144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114111129583712144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/02/ultraelectromagneticjam.html' title='Ultraelectromagneticjam'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-114040702701032884</id><published>2006-02-20T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion of Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dawn breaks at noon&lt;br /&gt;At a castle in the sky&lt;br /&gt;With wings of a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;We were fled&lt;br /&gt;In the shores of neverland&lt;br /&gt;Where a solitary tree stands proud&lt;br /&gt;To shade our thirst and desire&lt;br /&gt;I felt the gentle breeze through&lt;br /&gt;My skin, chaste as white&lt;br /&gt;The composure of a child&lt;br /&gt;Seeps in as we fell forty winks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was aroused by a stroke&lt;br /&gt;Of a soothing touch of your hands&lt;br /&gt;To my half naked flesh&lt;br /&gt;I was enthralled and stirred&lt;br /&gt;To feel your lips in my ears&lt;br /&gt;In my lips down to my torso&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned as I countered&lt;br /&gt;Your walls, I stripped off&lt;br /&gt;The boundaries of guilt, I slashed&lt;br /&gt;As I yearn, nibble an unsullied skin&lt;br /&gt;And esteem on your flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was enthused by your robust acts&lt;br /&gt;A wildfire teeming a soggy forest&lt;br /&gt;I move in, allowing the itch&lt;br /&gt;To control the flames of passion&lt;br /&gt;Escalating every bit of current&lt;br /&gt;Every whine of bliss, a harmony&lt;br /&gt;A sudden jingle&lt;br /&gt;Like a roaring tiger incisive to its prey&lt;br /&gt;Deeply searching for its pinnacle&lt;br /&gt;Firmly holding to every thrust&lt;br /&gt;Gently cuddling its body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sweat of absolute surge&lt;br /&gt;Trickle down the stream&lt;br /&gt;And as the final culmination looms&lt;br /&gt;Within the circles of the earth&lt;br /&gt;We were floating in euphoria&lt;br /&gt;Calmness blankets the point&lt;br /&gt;I look deeply into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And kiss you wholly on your lips&lt;br /&gt;But I saw you gone in a wink&lt;br /&gt;I was awakened at 4:44 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Sopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-114040702701032884?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/114040702701032884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=114040702701032884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114040702701032884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/114040702701032884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/02/passion-of-dreams.html' title='Passion of Dreams'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113981775075613973</id><published>2006-02-13T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realism</title><content type='html'>figure of disguise&lt;br /&gt;crapped the wholeness&lt;br /&gt;of a universe parallel&lt;br /&gt;wisdom at odds&lt;br /&gt;sun scarred, I am&lt;br /&gt;scathed with blood, all over&lt;br /&gt;romanticism in favor&lt;br /&gt;a pack of wolves tuned&lt;br /&gt;a gaggle of ducks danced&lt;br /&gt;prized pot of gold turned&lt;br /&gt;gluttons in splendor&lt;br /&gt;fleeting&lt;br /&gt;while the conflicting race&lt;br /&gt;endure the anguish, the dust&lt;br /&gt;cloaking into air as sludge&lt;br /&gt;as food, as breathe&lt;br /&gt;verges through existence&lt;br /&gt;the flow of sweat, dry&lt;br /&gt;amidst the winter chill&lt;br /&gt;the pain of toil exists still&lt;br /&gt;while evolution&lt;br /&gt;slower than human&lt;br /&gt;but of hearts quick&lt;br /&gt;stab.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113981775075613973?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113981775075613973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113981775075613973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113981775075613973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113981775075613973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/02/realism.html' title='Realism'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113869776673059105</id><published>2006-01-31T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The will of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The will of God will never take you&lt;br /&gt;Where the grace of God cannot keep you&lt;br /&gt;Where the arms of God cannot support you&lt;br /&gt;Where the riches of God cannot supply your needs&lt;br /&gt;Where the power of God cannot endow you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The will of God will never take you&lt;br /&gt;Where the spirit of God cannot work through you&lt;br /&gt;Where the wisdom of God cannot teach you&lt;br /&gt;Where the army of God cannot protect you&lt;br /&gt;Where the hands of God cannot mold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The will of God will never take you&lt;br /&gt;Where the love of God cannot enfold you&lt;br /&gt;Where the mercies of God cannot sustain you&lt;br /&gt;Where the peace of God cannot calm your fears&lt;br /&gt;Where the authority of God cannot overrule for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The will of God will never take you&lt;br /&gt;Where the comfort of God cannot dry your tears&lt;br /&gt;Where the word of God cannot feed you&lt;br /&gt;Where the miracles of God cannot be done for you&lt;br /&gt;Where the omnipresence of God cannot find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;We may not see the wisdom of it all now&lt;br /&gt;But trust and believe in the Lord&lt;br /&gt;That everything is for the best."&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This was taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.godswork.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;http://www.godswork.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. I was amazed at how this piece of work has inspired me in everyday life. More than the trials and tribulation is the ultimate hope of the divine will. We only need to believe and have faith. The rest will fall in its righteous place and heavenly time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113869776673059105?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113869776673059105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113869776673059105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113869776673059105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113869776673059105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/01/will-of-god.html' title='The will of God'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113816028681078073</id><published>2006-01-25T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post game mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I attempted to be a clairvoyant last Friday, and proved that I have no special gift as some of my friends claim to be. I failed in my prediction -- Morales will fall on the ninth round. I am one round short. I am not a boxing expert yet. I am still learning. But nevertheless, the bacon never tastes so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up a little early on a dry and drowsy Sunday. And just like having an appointment at 10 am, I managed to prepare ahead of time. I was able to cook our meals for lunch, and prepared a bunch of meriendas for a couple of family friends and neighbors, as it was my parents’ 29th wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before the small salo-salo, I got very excited and apprehensive to watch the fight dubbed as "The Battle". I have some thoughts that if Manny loses, I would be in grief for some time, just like seeing your hopes falling to preys. But if Manny wins, I would rejoice as anyone who had experienced the feeling of winning jueteng. I would not say winning the lotto, because I may have fainted then. But nonetheless, I am thrilled to watch the fight, win or lose. Never mind the agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this weird feeling came to a close when my father, who watched the event at a cable TV with his friends not far from us, prematurely announced that Manny won via TKO in the 10th round. It was still the opening round in the local coverage when he arrived. I could not believe it at first. Maybe, he was joking. And to reconfirm, I heard our neighbors yelling and shouting and putting on a couple of firecrackers. Without saying, the news was right. And it spread like wildfires. But I still have to see how Manny knocks down Morales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I have no anxiety left. What makes the event agonizing is the 5-minute commercial. Maybe, this is how the advertising world looks like. Never mind their world – I have to switch channels between rounds. Nonetheless, I still have to bear the pain to taste the sweet defeat of another country’s legend. And it was worth it. The fight end at 3 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think every Filipino have seen the fight. And it is euphoria for most of us. What a way to see a baffled country at peace, even the rebels and the militants were at cease. For most of the peace loving, would it be nice to see a fight every day with Manny? Or is it needed nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I believe it is. But not necessarily Manny knocking down his opponents everytime and everyday. We have seen some of the irony in politics, media, government and other entities during and perhaps, a couple of minutes after the fight. The only thing I’d like to point is that this nation could be united for a reason. These reasons could be diverse but not necessarily changing the President or changing the system of government. More or less, it is changing our mindset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I may fail in this forecast this time. One thing I am sure of, I enjoyed the food that I prepared for our small salo-salo, and elated over Manny’s win, even until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113816028681078073?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113816028681078073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113816028681078073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113816028681078073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113816028681078073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/01/post-game-mode.html' title='Post game mode'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113773608541973649</id><published>2006-01-20T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cinderella tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am not really a boxing obsessive unlike my father, who in a sluggish Sunday afternoon, stalk on branded and unbranded fight fighters on local television. My father would have his time, even if I am glued on my couch, watching DVDs I have just bought at Quiapo for 40 each. I would forego my modest weekend pleasure for him to watch boxing not only because of respect, but of fears that may trigger another argument. I may have excellent arguing skills but could not further my reasons to my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come this Sunday, I would be as nuts as he is. The epic rematch of Manny Pacquiao with Erik Morales has made me realize my subliminal passion for the sport. I have never been stacked reading various articles and opinions from the Internet regarding the fight. I somehow feel deprived if I would not contribute my fearless forecast at the forum, cast my vote and even argue to several die hard Morales’ fans. And to think that I was using the resources of the office every morning for more than two weeks just to get updated of the events along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also would have wanted to watch the fight at SM cinemas but the tickets sold like hotcakes and could not get one. At 300 bucks, you can watch the fight live as shown in the US, without the infuriating five-minute commercials per round as will be shown on local TV. I was even told that the 500-peso ticket at Rockwell has also been snapped. Imagine how many diehard Pac’s fans are going to troop SM early in the morning. Well, sort of a rally in a mall, perhaps with banners, placards and color coordinated shirts, but only now, cheering on a countryman instead of indicting the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly wait for the time when the country and its people are in unison. Envision this - no traffic on a Sunday, crimes will be at all time low, families will be together, enemies will be at one, no political rallies and bickering and so on. At least for an hour or so. Isn’t it nice to dream a reality once in a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contagious flu which became endemic to a lot of Filipinos here and abroad, has had its grounds from Pacman’s rise from a lowly kargador to a world boxing fame and legend. With hopes and dreams on his side, he boldly traveled to Manila from General Santos City to seek a better future. With hardwork and determination, he was able to knockdown the obstacles of his life round per round. He humbly kept his pacing on his achievements and continually shows appreciation of the blessings given to him. He had also shown great devotion and fear of God. These qualities earn him the veneration of every Filipinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was reading another fresh article from a boxing source, when Pac loss to Erik in their last fight, the Filipino flag flew from a crutch, not far from the ring where Pacquiao’s blood flowed from a cut above one eye and down his face like tears. Yet, Filipino faith in Pacquiao was not shaken. If anything, it appears to have grown stronger, perhaps because in Pacquiao, Filipinos see their own resilience and ability to come back from defeat. True enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manny brings all these realities in a nation who badly needs hope and faith. A Cinderella man who is willing to sacrifice everything for the pride and honor of his country. A prizefighter who was able to unify a baffled nation even the head of the country could not. A typical Filipino ready to face war to protect his family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, these are some of the reasons why my father loves boxing. And I am beginning to feel the same round per round. Aside from its entertaining value, the ideals of a great prizefighter are evident in each and every round as the Pac emanates. Knockdowns are inevitable along the way, but whether these would drag you down or pull you up would depend upon your choice and faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday, I will not be watching DVDs nor argue with my father. I will cheer for our hopes. The next day, expect the headlines "Pac triumph over Morales: KO – 9".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113773608541973649?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113773608541973649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113773608541973649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113773608541973649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113773608541973649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/01/cinderella-tale.html' title='A Cinderella tale'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113713474553067424</id><published>2006-01-13T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanderer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Could this be real?&lt;br /&gt;Or I am just dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I could not believe&lt;br /&gt;I am into this point&lt;br /&gt;Of mystery and blur&lt;br /&gt;Where the die has been cast&lt;br /&gt;And the shadows of the past&lt;br /&gt;Haunt my being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I turn around&lt;br /&gt;Counterclockwise&lt;br /&gt;And let the sun shine again&lt;br /&gt;In its rightful place and time&lt;br /&gt;How could I go back&lt;br /&gt;To fix a reality&lt;br /&gt;And mend a broken soul&lt;br /&gt;Of mine, lost and wandering!&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been trying&lt;br /&gt;But still could not see&lt;br /&gt;The promise of life&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a little more fault&lt;br /&gt;And a little more crime&lt;br /&gt;Till the cloud overflows&lt;br /&gt;And maybe seek shelter&lt;br /&gt;From someone, somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;I am not losing my grip&lt;br /&gt;I would not want to&lt;br /&gt;But somehow it’s loose&lt;br /&gt;Greasy, damp and sultry.&lt;br /&gt;How could I mount&lt;br /&gt;A dream of illusion&lt;br /&gt;Where all else failed&lt;br /&gt;And all won’t seek ahead.&lt;br /&gt;I would desire a true angel&lt;br /&gt;Falling down from the skies&lt;br /&gt;To be my guide on earth&lt;br /&gt;As I seek the road less traveled&lt;br /&gt;Silent and uncomplicated&lt;br /&gt;To protect from the evils around&lt;br /&gt;And accede to the divine will&lt;br /&gt;Of heaven. Not earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113713474553067424?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113713474553067424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113713474553067424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113713474553067424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113713474553067424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/01/wanderer.html' title='Wanderer'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113627839944279639</id><published>2006-01-03T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manila bay sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/1600/manila%20bay%20sunset.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/320/manila%20bay%20sunset.2.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Serene. Peace. Calm. Tranquil. Composed. Unruffled. Soothing. Relaxing. Comforting. Uncompromising. Stunning. Sleepy. Wallpaper. Paint. Lovely. Delightful. Enchanting. Faith. Conviction. Assurance. Chance. Expectations. Magnificence. Splendor. Magical. Charming. Enticing. Superb. Miracle. Vision. Foresight. Mystical. Spiritual. Prayer. Life. God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113627839944279639?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113627839944279639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113627839944279639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113627839944279639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113627839944279639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/01/manila-bay-sunset.html' title='Manila bay sunset'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113618092399976236</id><published>2006-01-02T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest with the skies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/1600/manila%20skies%20at%20noon.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/320/manila%20skies%20at%20noon.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; As a sat still along the bay of Manila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I chanced upon a beautiful sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With velvet colors of blue and violet&lt;br /&gt;Cheered up by the infamous sunset&lt;br /&gt;And the clouds up high&lt;br /&gt;What a perfect view to forget&lt;br /&gt;All the pains and doubts&lt;br /&gt;That clouds my mind&lt;br /&gt;And focus on the worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;At least once in a blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;Release all the tensions that surrounds&lt;br /&gt;In my deeply rooted insanity&lt;br /&gt;A tranquilizer in view&lt;br /&gt;A hope in mind&lt;br /&gt;Peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113618092399976236?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113618092399976236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113618092399976236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113618092399976236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113618092399976236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2006/01/rest-with-skies.html' title='Rest with the skies'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113565078480338231</id><published>2005-12-27T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Enchanted Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/1600/Img_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/320/Img_0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/1600/Img_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/320/Img_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113565078480338231?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113565078480338231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113565078480338231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113565078480338231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113565078480338231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-enchanted-kingdom.html' title='At Enchanted Kingdom'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113455296877110218</id><published>2005-12-14T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:47.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pain of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You don't know&lt;br /&gt;You can't see&lt;br /&gt;What really goes on&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me&lt;br /&gt;My eyes shield&lt;br /&gt;How I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;You don't know&lt;br /&gt;How much I've cried&lt;br /&gt;My mouth restricts&lt;br /&gt;What I'd really say&lt;br /&gt;And make you think&lt;br /&gt;I'm perfectly okay&lt;br /&gt;I know you tried&lt;br /&gt;You mean well&lt;br /&gt;But I have things&lt;br /&gt;I'd never tell&lt;br /&gt;To truly laugh&lt;br /&gt;To really smile&lt;br /&gt;Is something&lt;br /&gt;I haven't&lt;br /&gt;Done in a while&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know&lt;br /&gt;How I really feel&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long&lt;br /&gt;It will take to heal.&lt;br /&gt;Just know that&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;After everything&lt;br /&gt;That I've been through.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never see&lt;br /&gt;Inside my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm protecting you&lt;br /&gt;From what you'd find.&lt;br /&gt;I protect you because&lt;br /&gt;I love you so.&lt;br /&gt;This is my pain&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113455296877110218?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113455296877110218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113455296877110218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113455296877110218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113455296877110218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2005/12/pain-of-love.html' title='The pain of love'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113454917356851018</id><published>2005-12-14T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:46.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jungle Safari Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/1600/Img_0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/320/Img_0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113454917356851018?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113454917356851018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113454917356851018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113454917356851018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113454917356851018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2005/12/jungle-safari-christmas.html' title='Jungle Safari Christmas'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113454830664907884</id><published>2005-12-14T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:46.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fleeting moments of solitude&lt;br /&gt;I am dreaming the pits of bliss&lt;br /&gt;Into my grasp, I can seize&lt;br /&gt;The tree of bo still unearthed&lt;br /&gt;Where I can seek and plead&lt;br /&gt;The exculpation of indulgence&lt;br /&gt;Of absolution, of doubt&lt;br /&gt;And the unknowns of being. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am drifting with forethought&lt;br /&gt;To let my guards down&lt;br /&gt;And devoured by wolves&lt;br /&gt;In the iniquitous world of flesh&lt;br /&gt;Confined and restricted&lt;br /&gt;In a tapered box of chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be uncluttered&lt;br /&gt;In the open hands of fate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What then would I hold on to&lt;br /&gt;If not for the morals of the circle&lt;br /&gt;The median of the earth&lt;br /&gt;Could have been bleak&lt;br /&gt;And parallel with the ground&lt;br /&gt;But naïve inside, unsullied&lt;br /&gt;Cleared from the uncertainties&lt;br /&gt;Of an untamed and ruthless evil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The music sounds repulsive still&lt;br /&gt;But have to dance away&lt;br /&gt;Sway through a strobe light&lt;br /&gt;And a floor filled unexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;With smoke infuriating&lt;br /&gt;Though the knack unimposing&lt;br /&gt;I am dreaming of better times&lt;br /&gt;Where I could party hard, harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113454830664907884?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113454830664907884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113454830664907884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113454830664907884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113454830664907884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2005/12/dance-of-life.html' title='Dance of life'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113273545634427450</id><published>2005-11-23T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:46.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ghost of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/1600/ghostofyou2a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/320/ghostofyou2a.0.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113273545634427450?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113273545634427450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113273545634427450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113273545634427450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113273545634427450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2005/11/ghost-of-you.html' title='The ghost of you'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18297155.post-113264923500388812</id><published>2005-11-22T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:11:46.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self conflict</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Distorted in a dreary place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/1786/1600/self-deception-conflict.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Of an empty space along my veins&lt;br /&gt;As cynical as any mind would conceive&lt;br /&gt;Floating in a midst of a void&lt;br /&gt;I never would have wished for&lt;br /&gt;Not in this point of disdain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not fathom either&lt;br /&gt;The depths of ignominy&lt;br /&gt;And the ignorance of vision&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted by contemplation&lt;br /&gt;Of belongingness and blame&lt;br /&gt;That I have not a rein for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am jaded but without a cent&lt;br /&gt;Been probing intensely to seek&lt;br /&gt;A conscientious responsibility&lt;br /&gt;And a deliberate crack&lt;br /&gt;Of constant sanity and toil&lt;br /&gt;Flowing directly, spontaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incessantly been on the temper&lt;br /&gt;Not without harm to nobody&lt;br /&gt;The fiercest of the fumes&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the reach of the horizon&lt;br /&gt;Shall build a carillon of fire&lt;br /&gt;To reach the temple of illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When shall the ordeal end&lt;br /&gt;Now that the thespians are in play&lt;br /&gt;Yet the music out of tune&lt;br /&gt;The light drifting apart but still&lt;br /&gt;A swarm of rats are laughing&lt;br /&gt;Intensely, lucid and remorseful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and let the burden unfold&lt;br /&gt;To its fullest dragon&lt;br /&gt;While the comedy of denial is due&lt;br /&gt;And the error of guilt sinking in&lt;br /&gt;Heaven help me play&lt;br /&gt;Consistent with your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18297155-113264923500388812?l=warpedat26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/feeds/113264923500388812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18297155&amp;postID=113264923500388812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113264923500388812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18297155/posts/default/113264923500388812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warpedat26.blogspot.com/2005/11/self-conflict.html' title='Self conflict'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11982329716325255567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://www.purplepatchplus.com/pix/Mathematical%20Equation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
