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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:creativeCommons="http://backend.userland.com/creativeCommonsRssModule" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2012 00:36:14 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>soul voyagers</category><category>soul mates</category><category>control</category><category>alternative music</category><category>biutiful</category><category>bipolarity</category><category>dj prisma</category><category>cosmic angels</category><category>christmas songs</category><category>desperately NUTS</category><category>web radio</category><category>duality</category><category>bliss</category><category>reaching out</category><category>go with the flow</category><category>sinchronicity</category><category>the beat flowing</category><category>altruism</category><category>floating instinct</category><category>tricky words</category><category>paradise (lost)</category><category>soul speaking</category><category>a kind of blue</category><category>scars</category><category>audiopost</category><category>christmas music</category><category>memory excess</category><category>stunning movies</category><category>music inspiring</category><category>on the road</category><category>radio pazza</category><category>friends</category><category>silence</category><category>drowning</category><category>reading</category><category>dialogues</category><category>spoken word</category><category>giving and taking</category><category>radio</category><category>past to present</category><category>foolish things</category><category>the little me</category><category>cage and rage</category><category>opening up to the world</category><category>demons</category><category>music</category><category>bak</category><category>on writing</category><category>communication</category><category>just relax</category><category>nerves crying</category><category>steam of consciousness</category><category>xmas playlist</category><category>abyss</category><category>music speaking</category><category>swing girl</category><category>rhymes 'n' crimes</category><category>tears and fears</category><category>self-analysis</category><category>grex</category><category>erasures</category><category>lost in space</category><category>maybe i'm just dying</category><category>lifting shadows off a dream</category><category>points of rearview</category><category>the monster and me</category><category>bak to the future</category><category>family tree</category><category>crossroads</category><category>beyond reality</category><category>messages from the past</category><category>european podcast award</category><category>pessimism</category><category>the crying game</category><title>Bottles Floating On The Edge Of Life©</title><description>poetic intensions</description><link>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife" /><feedburner:info uri="bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</creativeCommons:license><image><link>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</link><url>http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.gif</url><title>Some Rights Reserved</title></image><feedburner:emailServiceId>BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-5788951014574736058</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2011 20:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-18T21:21:32.273+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">a kind of blue</category><title>Again &amp; Again</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/W7QHbl3TrTg/again-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>Is there a reason why
I can't stop complaining?
What's wrong with me?
Why the Hell can't I evolve
and let You out?

Hours keep passing me by
and I still can't reach you,
my innermost eye.


YUKI, AKA...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/W7QHbl3TrTg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/again-again.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-3843562352649145958</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 14:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-18T21:20:12.629+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">past to present</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soul mates</category><title>Animals In Clouds &amp; Flowers To Give</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/CxPgi7EoVdA/animals-in-clouds-flowers-to-give.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bJNVzbJ5uqo/TbbcY63uWfI/AAAAAAAABFs/kMZmWT1wMpU/s72-c/chateau_forest.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>Two solitudes may become one,
in a moment in time.
I remember your childish eyes, your laughter, your embraces
I remember your little hand in mine,
us together, seeking animals in clouds,
sharing a...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/CxPgi7EoVdA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2011/04/animals-in-clouds-flowers-to-give.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-5864513448363109803</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2011 00:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-26T16:48:31.808+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">demons</category><title>Good Signs &amp; Bad Signs</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/HLfSqgmTpOA/good-signs-bad-signs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s0fNfvECfls/TbN1ER1AcpI/AAAAAAAABFc/vAZiEtPY3nU/s72-c/tarnation_wideweb__430x268.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>...just seen a movie, they told me it was hard... 
... it may sound crazy, but I didn't find it "that" hard at all.

I'm afraid that's not a good sign.


YUKI, AKA PRISMA    Permissions beyond the...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/HLfSqgmTpOA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-signs-bad-signs.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-3552473372059797521</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-24T02:51:08.321+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the beat flowing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bliss</category><title>Bliss</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/WJ9qMHvM8Yo/bliss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3Gc96g46Hg/TYjTg8R5YgI/AAAAAAAABEY/M_E0bWGkw_0/s72-c/woman-writing.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>When music makes me want to write. When words of others, read in a sleepless night, make me want to vomit my own soul on a blank page just to be part of such turbid splendour.  

Doing my best to...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/WJ9qMHvM8Yo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/bliss.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-7735415619958844258</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2011 13:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-22T17:52:54.791+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dialogues</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stunning movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">biutiful</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reaching out</category><title>Biutiful</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/ERr_2-kdits/biutiful.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkBcXW6j2Rw/TVFJaRkB9QI/AAAAAAAABDA/docgJ8SM_c8/s72-c/Biutiful-FC.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>- Hi! Is it really you? What a surprise...

- (nearly trembling) I... I just called you up to tell you last night I saw the latest by Iñárritu... 

(heavy silence)

- Ru-ok?

- Just go and see the...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/ERr_2-kdits" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2011/02/biutiful.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-8461199885235658485</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2010 00:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-08T14:40:45.789+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lost in space</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lifting shadows off a dream</category><title>Part of... What?</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/C_upRyA4MMs/part-of-what.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkBcXW6j2Rw/TRFPUufuBRI/AAAAAAAABA8/1j1c-soQNv8/s72-c/3109421947_09141e88a7.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>Then, it'll all end like it once began. How about you accepting that everything changes, nothing ever keeps the same? Not even the stars, nor the sun or the sea. Nothing could ever stop the...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/C_upRyA4MMs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2010/12/part-of-what.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-7624221977582356249</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2010 10:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-22T02:10:46.882+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sinchronicity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">abyss</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music speaking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">beyond reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cosmic angels</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music inspiring</category><title>Cosmic Angels...</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/HhkOIbuuruw/cosmic-angels.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkBcXW6j2Rw/THjpyplTLoI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/GWiPhkwtGac/s72-c/picture_16.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>Again. Suddenly and unexpected. While trying to catch Life back with my fluttering arms underwater, as if I was just breathing it in through my cells. Water in my ears, salt in my aching eyes, the...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/HhkOIbuuruw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/cosmic-angels.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-8800122786139625156</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2010 11:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-28T12:55:17.082+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">drowning</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">abyss</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">demons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">silence</category><title>Silence</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/3HaDMq3DDfM/silence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkBcXW6j2Rw/TCiU3ODQ2-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/hlo9GE_Sovc/s72-c/Embrace_MG_8818.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>Silence. I've always hated silence.  I hated, when you taught me to cover your screams with music, when you begged me not to listen to you arguing, but I couldn't.  Even now, that you've become a...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/3HaDMq3DDfM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/silence.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-3996334745985948854</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Mar 2010 14:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-28T14:28:16.209+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music speaking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soul voyagers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music inspiring</category><title>Soul Voyagers</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/OlxKxzRm5qg/soul-voyagers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkBcXW6j2Rw/S7ITzkYpAcI/AAAAAAAAA0s/aHHTmUrT3lk/s72-c/7592430.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>Feeling lonely in a windy day, searching for treasure in my own deep world, I'm scared to lose my way.
As we stand in front of each other, there's no me, there's no you, just part of the two.
Cannot...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/OlxKxzRm5qg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2010/03/soul-voyagers.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-5011999251735113684</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 14:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-30T17:07:02.508+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">points of rearview</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tricky words</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paradise (lost)</category><title>Paradise (Lost)</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/iFhY1oYHbxU/paradise-lost.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>I (?) will never learn, I (?) will never listen.
I will always try and glisten.


YUKI, AKA PRISMA TBFKA MUSEUM

Soundtrack: Breaker - Low

Our bodies break
And the blood just spills and spills
But...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/iFhY1oYHbxU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/paradise-lost.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-5849980270517657571</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jan 2010 18:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-01T12:57:03.035+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the monster and me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">european podcast award</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">demons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">radio pazza</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">swing girl</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bak to the future</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the little me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music inspiring</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">messages from the past</category><title>Swing Girl</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/DhZ3hhsQbBE/swing-girl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkBcXW6j2Rw/S1tFm0J4sTI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/fB4cXx5--Ys/s72-c/swing_girl_II_by_piancita.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>Up and down
on the same old freaky rollercoaster
Silently watching the tides
come towards you
A step after another,
your trace in the sand
slowly disappears

Pull me, gently
as I sit on that lonely,...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/DhZ3hhsQbBE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/swing-girl.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-4620727611085780748</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2010 10:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-23T19:51:43.088+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the beat flowing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">steam of consciousness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">beyond reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music inspiring</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">floating instinct</category><title>Steam Of Consciousness</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/u1r0H2wMIe4/steam-of-consciousness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>All these ashes, falling on my head...
Dying leaves of a strange friendship
in search of a new citizenship.
Silent words fall to the ground
in a strange void
with no sound.
Cool wind blowing
snow...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/u1r0H2wMIe4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/steam-of-consciousness.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-1390831249834310444</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 01:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-15T11:22:13.737+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">beyond reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cage and rage</category><title>Lonely Flower</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/TWe7AY2-me0/lonely-flower.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>Boundaries. Extremes. Confusing. 
Freedom for us all. Outside the game of chess.
Cannot stop the fall. It's useless.
I'll always keep computing.

Just a prey for the system. It sucks me whole.
Well,...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/TWe7AY2-me0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/lonely-flower.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-4707512508294942825</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-23T21:29:51.727+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">xmas playlist</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dj prisma</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bak</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">web radio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">radio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grex</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">radio pazza</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">christmas songs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">christmas music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">alternative music</category><title>Dj Prisma’s XMas 2009 Playlist – Powered By Radio Pazza</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/DbRmAnrzWhc/dj-prismas-xmas-2009-playlist-powered.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkBcXW6j2Rw/SzJ6ogUw5SI/AAAAAAAAAuY/LCuCX_bpPv8/s72-c/radioprisma_xmas2009_playli.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>Tired of the same all time Christmas classics? Come and listen to my XMas 2009 Playlist on RADIO PAZZA, a no cost no profit web radio created by Bak &amp;amp; Grex.

I am Dj Prisma and this is my...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/DbRmAnrzWhc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/dj-prismas-xmas-2009-playlist-powered.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-1099795332993874897</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 14:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-06T03:01:35.971+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">duality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the beat flowing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">beyond reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">go with the flow</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">floating instinct</category><title>Intimate Duality</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/tN_uN2eMFgs/intimate-duality.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>Hands on a mirror,
touching my intimate duality, 
I seek my salvation into my next intuition. 
Silently
I subtly invade your territory, 
I lay down inside me, 
caressing my own skin 
in minutes...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/tN_uN2eMFgs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/intimate-duality.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-8638618035621168891</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 02:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-08T15:58:11.004+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">on writing</category><title>Is The Soul Female?</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/wG0TI6jopSs/is-soul-female.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>Talented? Maybe. Someone said so.
Convinced? At all. That's the problem.
How can anyone believe you, if you yourself are the first who doubts about your own possibilities?

Spinning around, words and...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/wG0TI6jopSs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-soul-female.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-587134321234850097</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 11:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-04T03:43:12.693+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music speaking</category><title>To My Beloved</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/_YT0C47CUYU/to-my-beloved.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/_YT0C47CUYU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-my-beloved.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-7727658872338670218</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 22:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T12:28:29.976+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">erasures</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">demons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">points of rearview</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family tree</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">communication</category><title>"Ode" To My Family</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/V1g5ZxKHdo4/ode-to-my-family.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>Just wondering how someone can so easily disappear, completely vanishing into the absurd motionless steam of a computerized world.
Her e-mail is still waiting for my answer. What should I say?
I only...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/V1g5ZxKHdo4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/ode-to-my-family.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-1679907861576837136</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 12:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-18T01:03:33.614+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">maybe i'm just dying</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">desperately NUTS</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soul speaking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">beyond reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">communication</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">floating instinct</category><title>Twins</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/PV2zz63LrTE/twins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>A warm rush, all of a sudden. It shakes me inside.
I know it's you.

Can't tell anyone, they would just laugh at me and say: Are you crazy, or something?
Maybe mine are just fantasies...
But I think...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/PV2zz63LrTE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/twins.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-4651512860125290706</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 01:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T15:21:58.201+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">beyond reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">communication</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cage and rage</category><title>Silent Stupidity</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/oCsZ7w9yjE8/silent-stupidity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>Me Talking To Myself

You're asking yourself too many questions, can't you see?
Some kind of magic just can't be read under the light of enlightment.
Slowly, memories confuse me with present spots of...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/oCsZ7w9yjE8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/silent-stupidity.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-4444838628278821354</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 12:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-03T03:50:06.363+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">go with the flow</category><title>May This Winter...</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/I_1EIqm53EY/may-this-winter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkBcXW6j2Rw/SsX11n1E_iI/AAAAAAAAAro/7MKbs3vHLv8/s72-c/human_statue.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>Stuck here while I'd wish to be walking around the world consuming my 'brand old shoes', I wonder where you are and how's it going.

Like a human statue along La Rambla, I seem to stand still. 
But...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/I_1EIqm53EY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/may-this-winter.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-1710379313187641132</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 01:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-02T14:35:45.526+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">drowning</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tears and fears</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">demons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nerves crying</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cage and rage</category><title>Labyrinth</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/9RZOfJFem4g/labyrinth.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>What a waste! Can't get rid of this stupid contradiction.
Contradictions are life, never  forget this.

But how can I deal with this terrible pain, this fear of abandonment that takes power on my...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/9RZOfJFem4g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/labyrinth.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-1970182969000421962</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 00:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T04:04:15.796+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">duality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the beat flowing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music speaking</category><title>Flowing</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/iGR1-neu4d4/flowing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>The mistery of Love.
And Life.
In the same beat.

What's underneath?

I can still feel the heat.

Can you feel me flowing in your veins?
And after all, what's the meaning that remains?

Just a...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/iGR1-neu4d4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/flowing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-6336855190068167983</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 13:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T02:17:00.339+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><title>Healing</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/_MYn13t53Fs/healing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>Just a few words, before our last goodbye...
Never forget you're a great person.
Never forget how much you can give to the world.
Never  forget that no one - really no one - never ever has the right...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/_MYn13t53Fs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/healing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2699008601783669972.post-7439281620312241321</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 00:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-06T15:35:39.567+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">messages from the past</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">floating instinct</category><title>For Your Own Rescue</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~3/8s1Dnv2utNo/for-your-own-rescue.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Yuki aka Prisma)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>No boundaries.
Thoughts flowing, one past another, from me to you and back.
To the start.

I know you've not come to stay.
Just a passenger at a life stage, caressing my ears and senses, before...&lt;br/&gt;
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[[ Stream of consciousness, yeah, that's right. Just can't stop flowing, sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about? Visit my blog to read more! ]]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BottlesFloatingOnTheEdgeOfLife/~4/8s1Dnv2utNo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://bottlesfloatingontheedgeoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-your-own-rescue.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

