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        <title>A Day in the Life of Alice</title>
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            <title>Try</title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 10:19:08 -0700</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve been addicted to this song lately.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Try&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All I know&lt;br /&gt;Is everything is not as it&amp;#39;s sold&lt;br /&gt;but the more I grow the less I know&lt;br /&gt;And I have lived so many lives&lt;br /&gt;Though I&amp;#39;m not old&lt;br /&gt;And the more I see, the less I grow&lt;br /&gt;The fewer the seeds the more I sow&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;Wanting more from me&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;Wanting more from me&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is try&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wish I hadn&amp;#39;t seen all of the realness&lt;br /&gt;And all the real people are really not real at all&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I learn &lt;br /&gt;The more I cry, the more I cry&lt;br /&gt;As I say goodbye to the way of life&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had designed for me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;Wanting more from me&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;m all I&amp;#39;ll ever be&lt;br /&gt;But all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;Try&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All of the moments that already passed&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;#39;ll try to go back and make them last&lt;br /&gt;All of the things we want each other to be&lt;br /&gt;We never will be&lt;br /&gt;And that&amp;#39;s wonderful, and that&amp;#39;s life&lt;br /&gt;And that&amp;#39;s you, baby&lt;br /&gt;This is me, baby&lt;br /&gt;And we are, we are, we are, we are&lt;br /&gt;Free&lt;br /&gt;In our love&lt;br /&gt;We are free in our love&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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            <title>Madness</title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 10:05:39 -0700</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;driven mad by life itself.&lt;br /&gt;the deceptions, the betrayals, the lies.&lt;br /&gt;everyday, i struggle to hold on to a piece of myself. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it&amp;#39;s so easy to slip in to nothingness,&lt;br /&gt;so easy to simply not exist. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;because for me,&lt;br /&gt;all good things always come to an end.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but i believe in love,&lt;br /&gt;and i believe in you,&lt;br /&gt;and i will continue to fight, &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;from the depths of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;from the fire, i will return.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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            <title>The Moment</title>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2007 10:28:54 -0700</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;AN OLD POST FROM SEPTEMBER 16, 2006&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is more of a reminder to myself and something little i&amp;#39;d like to share with you all…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nothing
lasts forever. but that doesn&amp;#39;t mean we cant enjoy a blessing while we
have it. if you&amp;#39;re always looking ahead, wondering when this moment of
joy is going to end, you can never know any real pleasure in life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;life
is filled with moments of wonder, pleasure of joy… and if we don&amp;#39;t
seize the moment, if we don&amp;#39;t sometimes turn off thoughts of the future
and relish the moment, then we&amp;#39;ll have no memory of joy to carry us
through the bad times… and no hope. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and now, alice brings you some words of wisdom…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;live for the moment, enjoy it, be happy and eat plenty of ice cream! &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <title>Your Worth</title>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2007 21:42:58 -0700</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;AN OLD POST FROM JUNE 30, 2006&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;what is the worth of anything we do?...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the worth is in the act. your worth halts when you surrender the will to change and experience life. but options are before you... choose one and dedicate yourself to it. the deeds will give you new hope and purpose...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the only true guide is your heart. nothing less than it&amp;#39;s supreme desire can help you.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is beautiful, love is amazing... and you are wonderful.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;have an awesome weekend everyone! &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <title>Live</title>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2007 21:41:19 -0700</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;AN&amp;#160;OLD POST FROM MARCH 04, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I&amp;#39;m sitting here in the dark, candles lit, drinking a nice cup of hot tea, singing to the soft music playing in the background. Can&amp;#39;t sleep. Thinking about life, about love. Many people have come and gone throughout the years. Only memories remain. To remind me that i&amp;#39;m still alive... and alone. In the end, we are all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;It sounds depressing but it&amp;#39;s not meant to be. I&amp;#39;m simply saying that life is too short. If you were to die tomorrow, would you be satisfied with the way you&amp;#39;ve lived yours? I wouldn&amp;#39;t be. There are so many things that I still need to do, places that I need to see, and people that I need to meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Live, love and learn. Enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <title>A Ghost</title>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2007 21:37:27 -0700</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;AN OLD POST FROM MARCH 03, 2006&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like a ghost. drifting between here, there and nowhere. alone and lost. I watch as life moves around me, through me and past me. occasionally, my presence is felt by some though seen by none. I struggle to find the purpose of my existence in this world. I don&amp;#39;t belong here. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What is real? Our emotions, the touch of a loved one, this glass of cold water that I&amp;#39;m drinking or these toes that I&amp;#39;m wiggling. Where are the answers to my questions? Silly me, I already know the answers. I&amp;#39;m just simply living in denial.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There are things that we know and then there are things that we believe in. The truth, however, is infallible. searching for the truth is intangible. It can be the light at the end of the tunnel or that dark, cold room in the basement. Dana Scully once said, &amp;quot; you will learn that truth is not found in science, or on some unseen plane, but by looking into your own heart. And in that moment you will be blessed and stricken. For the truest truths, are what hold us together, or keep us painfully, desperately apart..&amp;quot; :-p &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have found the truth to be both a blessing and a disappointment. I guess... for now, video games, music, sex, a little nosh, tipple and laughter will have to suffice. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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