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<title><![CDATA[Simple Words Would Never Suffice]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;A short sort of nonsensical poem about the inability of "simple words" to describe experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: May 26, 2010&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Wed, 26 May 2010 10:26:16 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[A Final Gasp]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;A piece of prose about the passing of moments and just how much seems to be going on in every moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Apr 26, 2010&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Mon, 26 Apr 2010 08:11:19 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[The Cleansing Combustion]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;A short poem about the cleansing force of fire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Mar 18, 2010&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Thu, 18 Mar 2010 16:15:23 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[I Was Dreaming Again]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;This is a short written piece about a dream that occurred on 01-06-2010.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Jan 14, 2010&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Thu, 14 Jan 2010 06:57:41 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[To Find Her]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;This is a short piece of prose about the song of a lover being sung to my heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Jan 07, 2010&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Thu, 07 Jan 2010 14:15:35 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Only Me]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;A short poem about wanting what cannot be had.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Jan 07, 2010&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Thu, 07 Jan 2010 13:54:08 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[The Veil Lifts]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;This is a short piece of prose about the lifting of the veil between the conscious and unconscious mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Jan 03, 2010&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Sun, 03 Jan 2010 22:20:49 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Red Ink]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;This is a short story in slide-show form which is about a man writing in red ink and explaining that he is trying to write and remember all words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Jan 03, 2010&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Sun, 03 Jan 2010 21:36:44 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[The unwraveling mystery of time.]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;Knowing what is yet to come is like knowing what the weather is going to be like next year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Jan 03, 2010&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Sun, 03 Jan 2010 20:36:21 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Random]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;This is a random piece of writing which through prose and metaphor tells a story of sorts about the evolution of my art.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Dec 24, 2009&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Thu, 24 Dec 2009 16:54:57 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Reading from a Journal in 2007]]></title>
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<description>&lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/ck/" align="right" border="0" vspace="4" hspace="4" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jacob Peacock reading from a journal while smoking and drinking hot coffee from a thermos in the winter of 2007.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Dec 01, 2009&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Tue, 01 Dec 2009 11:21:33 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[As The Trip Winds Down]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;An image with a simple saying, which I feel aptly describes my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Nov 05, 2009&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Thu, 05 Nov 2009 13:00:37 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[The Peggar: A Clue]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;This is the text to Clue #1 in the Evernaught series.
 The tale of the Peggar goes back and forward very far. the least to be said is that the story of the Peggar is nare the oldest story that can be told.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Aug 21, 2009&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Fri, 21 Aug 2009 04:12:35 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Heart of Babylon]]></title>
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<description>&lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/ck/" align="right" border="0" vspace="4" hspace="4" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a video of a candle burning with prose. This video was made with a hand held digital device.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: Aug 17, 2009&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Mon, 17 Aug 2009 15:54:59 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[I'm Looking Forward]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;A hopeful poem about changing what I can and looking forward to a better future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: May 28, 2009&lt;/p&gt;
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Thu, 28 May 2009 10:04:21 EDT]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[I]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;I am wondering about I and what I really am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: May 28, 2009&lt;/p&gt;
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<title><![CDATA[The Hot Summer]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;The hot summer breathes and I breathe with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: May 28, 2009&lt;/p&gt;
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<title><![CDATA[Word After Word]]></title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;A short poem about words floating around in my mind while dreaming and looking at how I relate to words seeming to be intensely important to listen to in my dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contributor: Jacob Wayne Peacock&lt;br /&gt;Published: May 28, 2009&lt;/p&gt;
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