<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-3228975585201533179</id><updated>2024-10-04T19:02:16.670-07:00</updated><category term="way"/><category term="wisdom"/><category term="angel"/><category term="courage"/><category term="devil"/><category term="fear"/><category term="foolery"/><category term="friends"/><category term="happiness"/><category term="heaven"/><category term="humans"/><category term="ignorance"/><category term="justice"/><category term="life"/><category term="love"/><category term="nature"/><category term="patience"/><category term="sadness"/><category term="truth"/><title type='text'>Owl&#39;s Eyes - The Source of Wisdom</title><subtitle type='html'>Owl&#39;s wisdom comes from the fact that it opens its eyes when others close theirs...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-7124679137078314947</id><published>2009-12-18T01:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:21:49.191-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="way"/><title type='text'>Which is right?</title><content type='html'>============================================= &lt;br /&gt;
A kind priest walked slowly,&lt;br /&gt;
crossing a narrow yet long bamboo bridge,&lt;br /&gt;
But he stopped in the midway.&lt;br /&gt;
A small deer was lying on the bridge,&lt;br /&gt;
with an arrow stuck in its body,&lt;br /&gt;
and one leg bled badly.&lt;br /&gt;
The young man felt pity on it.&lt;br /&gt;
He tried to carry the deer across the bridge,&lt;br /&gt;
but he slipped and fell,&lt;br /&gt;
and both of them were gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A grumpy bandit walked quickly,&lt;br /&gt;
crossing a narrow yet long bamboo bridge.&lt;br /&gt;
He stopped in the midway.&lt;br /&gt;
A small deer was lying on the bridge,&lt;br /&gt;
with an arrow stuck in its body,&lt;br /&gt;
and one leg bled badly.&lt;br /&gt;
The bandit felt annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;
He kicked the deer and yanked out the arrow.&lt;br /&gt;
Frightened, the deer ran away,&lt;br /&gt;
across the bridge with crippled steps.&lt;br /&gt;
The bandit followed it, still grumpy and evil...&lt;br /&gt;
yet, both of them stayed alive.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Which is right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=============================================&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;=======================Ituth======&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
=============================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7124679137078314947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/12/which-is-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/7124679137078314947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/7124679137078314947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/12/which-is-right.html' title='Which is right?'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-2340744626834005653</id><published>2009-11-03T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T04:12:52.752-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadness"/><title type='text'>Joy and Sorrow</title><content type='html'>=====================================&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A man said,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Joy and sorrow are two sides of a coin&lt;br /&gt;
which is tossed constantly to the air...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Therefore...&lt;br /&gt;
When you feel happy,&lt;br /&gt;
you should be prepared for the sadness,&lt;br /&gt;
for the next toss perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;
joy will be replaced by sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In the contrary...&lt;br /&gt;
When you are down and depressed,&lt;br /&gt;
you should never give up your hope,&lt;br /&gt;
for the next toss perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;
happiness will smile&lt;br /&gt;
and sadness will disappear...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another man disagreed,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Joy and sorrow..&lt;br /&gt;
do not come by chance...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Happiness is like the sky,&lt;br /&gt;
lies so wide up there...&lt;br /&gt;
for everyone to see,&lt;br /&gt;
for everyone to seek, &lt;br /&gt;
for everyone to enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sadness is like rain, fogs and clouds,&lt;br /&gt;
they cover the sky for a little while...&lt;br /&gt;
then go with the wind,&lt;br /&gt;
leaving the sky of joy&lt;br /&gt;
for everyone again to enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The problem is...&lt;br /&gt;
sometimes people who were trapped&lt;br /&gt;
under dark clouds of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;
and heavy rain of sadness,&lt;br /&gt;
take cover inside one gloomy cave,&lt;br /&gt;
and later on...&lt;br /&gt;
they are unwilling to come out of the cave,&lt;br /&gt;
to enjoy the sky of happiness,&lt;br /&gt;
for fear of loss and sorrow...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=====================================&lt;br /&gt;
by: Ituth&lt;br /&gt;
=====================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2340744626834005653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-and-sorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/2340744626834005653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/2340744626834005653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-and-sorrow.html' title='Joy and Sorrow'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-389213537228944256</id><published>2009-11-01T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:20:26.332-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="patience"/><title type='text'>About Patience</title><content type='html'>=====================================&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You know what?&lt;br /&gt;
Many people misunderstand&lt;br /&gt;
the real essence of true patience...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They think patience means...&lt;br /&gt;
doing something then&lt;br /&gt;
be content waiting for the result...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well, perhaps that is also patience,&lt;br /&gt;
but my view of patience is&lt;br /&gt;
a bit different...&lt;br /&gt;
For me it means doing something,&lt;br /&gt;
then keep doing the same thing...&lt;br /&gt;
over and over again, &lt;br /&gt;
until we get&lt;br /&gt;
the result we want.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=====================================&lt;br /&gt;
by: Ituth&lt;br /&gt;
=====================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/389213537228944256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/about-patience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/389213537228944256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/389213537228944256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/11/about-patience.html' title='About Patience'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-8729294844647814847</id><published>2009-10-28T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:58:20.426-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ignorance"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wisdom"/><title type='text'>The Wisdom of the Fool</title><content type='html'>=====================================&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Be happy when you know nothing,&lt;br /&gt;
since less worry will you keep in your mind...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If you don&#39;t know...&lt;br /&gt;
that every man will die when his time comes,&lt;br /&gt;
you will surely not afraid of the death...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If you don&#39;t know...&lt;br /&gt;
that there is a risk of falling if you keep climbing,&lt;br /&gt;
you will not be afraid of crashing to the ground...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If you never know about heaven and hell,&lt;br /&gt;
if you know not of good nor evil, &lt;br /&gt;
you will probably do anything without concern...&lt;br /&gt;
evil things without worry nor burden in your heart, or&lt;br /&gt;
good things without expecting the godly reward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If you don&#39;t know... &lt;br /&gt;
that tomorrow won&#39;t be the end of the world,&lt;br /&gt;
you&#39;ll probably be able to enjoy your life today...&lt;br /&gt;
with nothing to worry for tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If you don&#39;t know...&lt;br /&gt;
that all mentioned above is not wisdom&lt;br /&gt;
but just vast ignorance,&lt;br /&gt;
you&#39;ll probably be convinced that...&lt;br /&gt;
being foolish is better than growing up, &lt;br /&gt;
fooling around is better than learning,&lt;br /&gt;
and sleeping is better than staying awake...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=====================================&lt;br /&gt;
by: Ituth&lt;br /&gt;
=====================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8729294844647814847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/wisdom-of-fool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/8729294844647814847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/8729294844647814847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/wisdom-of-fool.html' title='The Wisdom of the Fool'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-1665187812649776291</id><published>2009-10-27T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:12:37.478-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><title type='text'>True Friends</title><content type='html'>=====================================&lt;br /&gt;
A pretty young girl sat solemnly under some big tree,&lt;br /&gt;
alone with melancholic ambiance around her. &lt;br /&gt;
A hunchbacked lady with traces of ages in her face,&lt;br /&gt;
watched her for a while,&lt;br /&gt;
then came to her and sat beside her...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;A pretty girl with joyless look in her face,&lt;br /&gt;
is truly an unwholesome thing to see,&quot; she said&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;What is wrong with you, young girl?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The girl looked at her and answered, &quot;It&#39;s just...&lt;br /&gt;
I have lots of friends, grandma...&lt;br /&gt;
But I cannot seem to know which of them are&lt;br /&gt;
my real friends and which are...&lt;br /&gt;
willing to stab my back when I&#39;m not looking...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;You brood here all the time just for that?&lt;br /&gt;
It is not a difficult thing at all, silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;
Just be a true friend to others,&lt;br /&gt;
and others will be your true friends in return.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I wish the world is so simple, grandma.&lt;br /&gt;
But it is not... Evil hides himself well among us.&lt;br /&gt;
It wears the mask of smiling helpful friends&lt;br /&gt;
most of the time, and suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;
at the time we trust it completely,&lt;br /&gt;
it suddenly throws away its loathsome mask,&lt;br /&gt;
and betrays us without second thought.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The old woman sighed,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;The world is not that gloomy, little girl.&lt;br /&gt;
But if you really concern yourself with this true friend&lt;br /&gt;
you seek, here is simple advice&lt;br /&gt;
of a simple village woman like me...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Take your friends to the top of a mountain,&lt;br /&gt;
and they&#39;ll reveal what they are deep within.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ask your friends to follow rough traces,&lt;br /&gt;
and they&#39;ll show you their real faces,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Show your friends hard work to finish,&lt;br /&gt;
and you&#39;ll know they are truly generous or simply selfish...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Give your friends a simple secret just to gamble,&lt;br /&gt;
to know whether they are trustworthy or unreliable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Finally,&lt;br /&gt;
Never forget to do like what you want others to do,&lt;br /&gt;
for your friends also have an absolute right...&lt;br /&gt;
to test your character just like what you are about to do.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=====================================&lt;br /&gt;
by: Ituth&lt;br /&gt;
=====================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1665187812649776291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/true-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/1665187812649776291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/1665187812649776291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/true-friend.html' title='True Friends'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-2127797820378059517</id><published>2009-10-26T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:12:17.119-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nature"/><title type='text'>Concrete and Leaves</title><content type='html'>=================================== &lt;br /&gt;
I suppose skscrapers and concrete cities&lt;br /&gt;
have indeed their own charm and practicality,&lt;br /&gt;
but personally I prefer...&lt;br /&gt;
simple towns with lots of grass and trees,&lt;br /&gt;
whose leaves get fresher and greener,&lt;br /&gt;
with every drops of&lt;br /&gt;
morning dews and afternoon rains...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===================================&lt;br /&gt;
by: Ituth&lt;br /&gt;
===================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2127797820378059517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/concrete-and-leaves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/2127797820378059517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/2127797820378059517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/concrete-and-leaves.html' title='Concrete and Leaves'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-733110392079295585</id><published>2009-10-24T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:11:50.401-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="justice"/><title type='text'>Of Justice</title><content type='html'>===================================&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
There was a boy,&lt;br /&gt;
whose dream was to be a hero of justice,&lt;br /&gt;
who would send all enemies of this justice&lt;br /&gt;
to the deepest of hell to receive their&lt;br /&gt;
straightforward judgment...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But the world is not so simple,&lt;br /&gt;
as the black and white view&lt;br /&gt;
of his childhood dream...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When he had grown up,&lt;br /&gt;
he became a judge, but... &lt;br /&gt;
this once a boy had lost his confidence&lt;br /&gt;
to be able to tell the difference of&lt;br /&gt;
what is just and what is unfair...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, there he went to a senior judge,&lt;br /&gt;
who is well known for his wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;
and he asked,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Your Honour, if I might ask you...&lt;br /&gt;
How is it possible for me to be&lt;br /&gt;
on the side of justice all the time?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The elder judge answered, &lt;br /&gt;
&quot;We are humans, young friend,&lt;br /&gt;
we are susceptible to injustice.&lt;br /&gt;
However, there is one simple principle&lt;br /&gt;
you need to do if you aim to be just&lt;br /&gt;
all the time.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;What is it Your Honor?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Do like what the sun does.&lt;br /&gt;
It gives the same warmth and light&lt;br /&gt;
to everything no matter what it is...&lt;br /&gt;
Do like the air does.&lt;br /&gt;
It lets anything inhales it,&lt;br /&gt;
no matter how small or how big...&lt;br /&gt;
Do like the flowers do.&lt;br /&gt;
Their beauty is for every being to see&lt;br /&gt;
Their fragrance is for every being to enjoy ...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Does it mean I have to treat everyone&lt;br /&gt;
equals? Even the good and the bad?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;No, dear friend. No!&lt;br /&gt;
It means that you should do your job&lt;br /&gt;
as it is supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;
It means that you should do&lt;br /&gt;
what you are supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;
in your current position...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=================================== &lt;br /&gt;
by Ituth&lt;br /&gt;
===================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/733110392079295585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/of-justice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/733110392079295585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/733110392079295585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/of-justice.html' title='Of Justice'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-1569792182901066202</id><published>2009-10-24T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:11:20.610-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><title type='text'>About Romantic Love</title><content type='html'>===================================&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
What is love?&lt;br /&gt;
Not the love of God I&#39;m talking,&lt;br /&gt;
nor motherly love, nor love among friends...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What I am observing now,&lt;br /&gt;
is this love of man and woman...&lt;br /&gt;
which inspire lots of songs and poems&lt;br /&gt;
and pictures and...&lt;br /&gt;
whatever else it might be...&lt;br /&gt;
What is this romantic love actually?&lt;br /&gt;
How come its definition varies so huge,&lt;br /&gt;
and sometimes even against each other?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Is this love a kind of silly illusion,&lt;br /&gt;
or is it just a kind of deep affection?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Is love the enhancement of peaceful care&lt;br /&gt;
or is it the sworn enemy of fierce hate?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Is it the things that deepen the unbending trust&lt;br /&gt;
or things which generate the wicked jealousy?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What is it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once when I&#39;m still naive, I believed...&lt;br /&gt;
that to love someone means...&lt;br /&gt;
to give whatever we have...&lt;br /&gt;
give, give, and keep giving,&lt;br /&gt;
until we have nothing left.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yet, when turbulance came in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;
breaking every corner it saw...&lt;br /&gt;
I cannot help but thinking,&lt;br /&gt;
that love is just a big fat lie...&lt;br /&gt;
just a lump of ugly piece of joke,&lt;br /&gt;
decorated by pretty colors of illusion...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Even until now, &lt;br /&gt;
I cannot help wondering,&lt;br /&gt;
if this complicated love is probably just...&lt;br /&gt;
a simple like with a little bit emphasis in it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=================================== &lt;br /&gt;
by Ituth&lt;br /&gt;
===================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1569792182901066202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/about-romantic-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/1569792182901066202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/1569792182901066202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/about-romantic-love.html' title='About Romantic Love'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-1487095611421074259</id><published>2009-10-23T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:10:42.028-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="heaven"/><title type='text'>Who Goes to Heaven?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;===================================&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;There was a twisted serial murderer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;captured by a priest and a soldier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Close to the gate of a big city,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;the murderer managed to seize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;a sharp knife from them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;and ran away to the crowded city...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;Shot him, Father! Kill him!&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The soldier screamed at the priest, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;who held the gun at that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;No, my son! Killing is forbidden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;You&#39;ll go to hell if you do so.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;But, he&#39;ll kill many more people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;if we let him go!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;Still my son, killing is forbidden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Heaven won&#39;t accept the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;who are willing to kill others.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The soldier snatched away the gun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;and shot the murderer, right in his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;I don&#39;t mind going to hell, Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;As long as the people there are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;safe, I&#39;m willing to sacrifice my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;soul.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Who goes to heaven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;There was a thief, who came at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;to the houses in town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Stealthily, he took money from those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;houses, and brought it home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;to feed the homeless children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;who thought he was their leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Then, the thief got caught,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;by an honest policeman who tries his best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;to fulfill the duty laid down on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;his shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;I must put you to jail, thief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Why did you keep stealing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t you know that it is a sin?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The thief smiled sadly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;I don&#39;t mind to be shackled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;by the heavy weight of sins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;For this world is unfair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;and little can be done honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;by a poor man like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;However, it&#39;s just not right for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;to let those dear to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;suffer from pain and hunger.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;Those kids you feed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;they are not your family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;nor they are your relatives...&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;That might be true, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;but when I see their heartbreaking pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I just can&#39;t help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;to do my best for their sake.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;It&#39;s breaking my heart too, thief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;but I must do what my duty told me to do.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;Go ahead, Sir. I have said it before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t mind to suffer from this sin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;since I&#39;ve done my best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;for this little conscience of mine...&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Who goes to heaven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
=================================== &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;by: Ituth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===================================&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1487095611421074259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-goes-to-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/1487095611421074259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/1487095611421074259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-goes-to-heaven.html' title='Who Goes to Heaven?'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-3855680621107220756</id><published>2009-10-23T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:10:06.100-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="truth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="way"/><title type='text'>The Way, The Truth, The Life</title><content type='html'>===================================&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Jesus Christ, my beloved teacher said...&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I am the way and the truth and the life.&lt;br /&gt;
No one comes to the Father except through me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
(John 14: 6)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thus, one day, some friend of mine came&lt;br /&gt;
and said, &quot;Listen to that verse. You have to&lt;br /&gt;
believe that it is true. We who believe in&lt;br /&gt;
this Jesus will be saved and accepted by the &lt;br /&gt;
Lord Almighty. Those who do not have faith in&lt;br /&gt;
him are doomed.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I scowled at this view...&lt;br /&gt;
Is this my Jesus he is talking about?&lt;br /&gt;
Is this the Jesus who forgave they who tortured him?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nay, my friend...&lt;br /&gt;
My beloved teacher is wise, for he was the&lt;br /&gt;
one who sacrificed himself for our sake.&lt;br /&gt;
He will never force anyone to trust him,&lt;br /&gt;
nor will he curse those who do not know him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hence, I said what I had in mind,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Well, in my point of view... &lt;br /&gt;
this verse seems to say that since Christ is &lt;br /&gt;
the way, the truth, and the life...&lt;br /&gt;
Anyone who follow the way, &lt;br /&gt;
believe in the truth,&lt;br /&gt;
and trust in the life,&lt;br /&gt;
even if they do not know who Jesus is,&lt;br /&gt;
will be accepted by our beloved Father.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I believe in the truth, and I do&lt;br /&gt;
trust in life!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;But my friend,&lt;br /&gt;
do you follow the way? The right way?&lt;br /&gt;
If you really believe in truth,&lt;br /&gt;
you will never go against what is right...&lt;br /&gt;
If you really trust in life,&lt;br /&gt;
you will do whatever is good for your &lt;br /&gt;
precious life...&lt;br /&gt;
If you really follow the right way,&lt;br /&gt;
then, dear friend, &lt;br /&gt;
you will never get lost...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;But I was taught that the right way &lt;br /&gt;
is only Jesus!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Well, I believe it is no and yes, my friend,&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus, the man, is not the only way,&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus, the way, is indeed the only way...&lt;br /&gt;
They who forgive their enemies;&lt;br /&gt;
They who love every beings;&lt;br /&gt;
They who praise the Lord Almighty;&lt;br /&gt;
They who are wise, kind, and humble;&lt;br /&gt;
They who are not afraid to stand straight&lt;br /&gt;
against all odds,&lt;br /&gt;
since they know they do the right things...&lt;br /&gt;
They might not know Jesus the man,&lt;br /&gt;
but obviously,&lt;br /&gt;
they have followed Jesus the way...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=================================== &lt;br /&gt;
by: Ituth&lt;br /&gt;
===================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3855680621107220756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/way-truth-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/3855680621107220756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/3855680621107220756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/way-truth-life.html' title='The Way, The Truth, The Life'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-2763959274060018825</id><published>2009-10-23T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:09:12.503-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="angel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="devil"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humans"/><title type='text'>Angel, Devil, and Humans</title><content type='html'>===================================&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
An angel accused a devil, &lt;br /&gt;
&quot;You are such a wild boar,&lt;br /&gt;
run amok without restraints,&lt;br /&gt;
destroying what is proper,&lt;br /&gt;
what is good,&lt;br /&gt;
and what has been neatly arranged...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The devil replied,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re just a collared dog...&lt;br /&gt;
know only obedience and law,&lt;br /&gt;
never even taste a drop of freedom,&lt;br /&gt;
you&#39;re so naive,&lt;br /&gt;
just blindly follow &lt;br /&gt;
what you&#39;re told and what you&#39;re ordered...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Some humans joined,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;What about us?&quot; they asked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The devil sneered,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;You are just stupid donkeys,&lt;br /&gt;
stranded in the path&lt;br /&gt;
where the road split in two...&lt;br /&gt;
You can&#39;t even decide where to go.&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes you go right,&lt;br /&gt;
sometimes you choose left.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The angel scowled,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;They are not donkeys,&lt;br /&gt;
they are just little lambs,&lt;br /&gt;
which sometimes wander around,&lt;br /&gt;
and get a little lost...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I look at them and laugh,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;You are all so amusing,&quot; I said.&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Go on, be a boar, a dog,&lt;br /&gt;
donkeys, or little lambs...&lt;br /&gt;
Let me be a monkey then,&lt;br /&gt;
silently watching your silly&lt;br /&gt;
little fight...&lt;br /&gt;
and laugh out loud anytime I like,&lt;br /&gt;
since this world is &lt;br /&gt;
an incredibly huge stage,&lt;br /&gt;
and you, the players are...&lt;br /&gt;
unbelievably hilarious!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=================================== &lt;br /&gt;
by: Ituth&lt;br /&gt;
===================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2763959274060018825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/angel-devil-and-humans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/2763959274060018825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/2763959274060018825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/angel-devil-and-humans.html' title='Angel, Devil, and Humans'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-1989401733539055175</id><published>2009-10-23T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:08:41.033-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="courage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fear"/><title type='text'>THE BRAVE &amp; THE COWARD</title><content type='html'>===================================&lt;br /&gt;
Brave and Coward walked together on a crowded street.&lt;br /&gt;
On the way, a big muscular man came and tried to bully them.&lt;br /&gt;
Coward was frozen from fear, but Brave stood tall.&lt;br /&gt;
He fought against the big man and unexpectedly... he won.&lt;br /&gt;
The big guy ran away while the crowd cheered for Brave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Later on Coward said to Brave...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coward: &quot;You are very courageous, my friend. &lt;br /&gt;
He is bigger than you, but fear does not &lt;br /&gt;
seem to perch in your invincible heart...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brave: &quot;You are wrong, friend. I do feel fear&lt;br /&gt;
in my heart... And this fear hasn&#39;t yet left &lt;br /&gt;
this heart of mine in peace.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coward: &quot;Fear? In your courageous heart? It is&lt;br /&gt;
hard to believe. The heart of mine is indeed&lt;br /&gt;
susceptible to this dreadful horror. But&lt;br /&gt;
yours? No, my friend. Your heart is as strong&lt;br /&gt;
as the strongest steel.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brave: &quot;I&#39;m afraid you are mistaken again.&lt;br /&gt;
This fear of mine might take different&lt;br /&gt;
shape from the fear of yours, but still it is&lt;br /&gt;
fear which drives me to action. Mine might even &lt;br /&gt;
be greater than yours...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coward: &quot;It is not possible. What fear is greater&lt;br /&gt;
than what dwells in my weak heart? What is more&lt;br /&gt;
terrible than the fear of the safety  of one&#39;s &lt;br /&gt;
own life.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brave: &quot;The fear of cowardice, my friend. I do not&lt;br /&gt;
afraid of death. But, to be seen as a coward by&lt;br /&gt;
others... This is what I fear most.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coward: &quot;That is absurd...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brave: &quot;Probably for you, it is. But still, for my&lt;br /&gt;
insecure heart, death is a thousand times better&lt;br /&gt;
than shame.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coward: &quot;But that is the sign of courage...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brave: &quot;No, my friend. Mine is cowardice. Yours is&lt;br /&gt;
courage. Never will I be brave enough to show&lt;br /&gt;
my cowardice to others.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coward: &quot;But...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brave: &quot;You dare show others your fear, friend.&lt;br /&gt;
You do not hide behind the mask of recklessness.&lt;br /&gt;
Thus, I realize now. You are much more courageous&lt;br /&gt;
than me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coward: &quot;I still think yours is courage though.&lt;br /&gt;
Whatever drives you to take action, it enables&lt;br /&gt;
you to stand tall against whatever comes to you.&lt;br /&gt;
It is courage indeed.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brave: &quot;It seems like we have quite a different&lt;br /&gt;
view of this matter. (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;
Fear and courage are indeed very troublesome&lt;br /&gt;
for us.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coward: &quot;I do agree with you in this matter.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=================================== &lt;br /&gt;
by: Ituth&lt;br /&gt;
===================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1989401733539055175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/brave-coward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/1989401733539055175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/1989401733539055175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/brave-coward.html' title='THE BRAVE &amp; THE COWARD'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3228975585201533179.post-6677190506770322225</id><published>2009-10-23T02:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:08:07.763-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="foolery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wisdom"/><title type='text'>About Wisdom</title><content type='html'>===================================&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
The fool asked the wise...&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;What is wisdom?&quot; he said.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The wise sighed and answered,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;It is what need to be done,&lt;br /&gt;
not what is fun to do...&lt;br /&gt;
It is what is right at the right time,&lt;br /&gt;
or what is right for all the time,&lt;br /&gt;
never what is right at the wrong time...&lt;br /&gt;
It is what you should always seek,&lt;br /&gt;
although it is not always what you find...&lt;br /&gt;
It is the sweetest thing you taste,&lt;br /&gt;
after you know what bitter is...&lt;br /&gt;
You will find it my brother,&lt;br /&gt;
if you know what happened yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;
what is happening right now,&lt;br /&gt;
and what will likely happen tomorrow...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;How do I know it is wisdom that I find,&lt;br /&gt;
not just another foolery?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Time will tell you, my brother,&lt;br /&gt;
how wisdom is different from foolery...&lt;br /&gt;
As long as you keep your eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;
you&#39;ll see the mirth laughter&lt;br /&gt;
of our lovely wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;
although the grim shade of foolery&lt;br /&gt;
wrap its dark cloak tightly around...&lt;br /&gt;
As long as you are willing to open your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;
you will find it...&lt;br /&gt;
Believe me my brother,&lt;br /&gt;
you will find it...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;But it seemed this wisdom never come,&lt;br /&gt;
whenever I need it...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Wisdom does not come to those who wait,&lt;br /&gt;
my dear brother,&lt;br /&gt;
it comes only to those who seek,&lt;br /&gt;
and those who keep their eyes opened,&lt;br /&gt;
and those who dare to hold it,&lt;br /&gt;
and embraced it tightly in their arm...&lt;br /&gt;
Do not hesitate my dear brother,&lt;br /&gt;
for it is better for us all&lt;br /&gt;
to embrace foolery by mistake,&lt;br /&gt;
rather than to risk ourselves&lt;br /&gt;
letting the beautiful wisdom go...&lt;br /&gt;
Because no one know, dear brother,&lt;br /&gt;
when it will come to visit us again...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=================================== &lt;br /&gt;
by Ituth&lt;br /&gt;
===================================&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Owl&#39;s Wisdom... &lt;/b&gt;
When you open your eyes to observe,
while others close theirs in ignorance,
you&#39;ll see the beauty of wisdom and knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6677190506770322225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/lesson-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/6677190506770322225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3228975585201533179/posts/default/6677190506770322225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owls-eyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/lesson-of-wisdom.html' title='About Wisdom'/><author><name>Ituth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309058762535528340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVmIa-43Jfk6xlvML3HUXw2dl6kRu_LzvCm3p7gCaNRiH_Wcb2_Y9bIfz7sMruLeLr_sadCtzRybMg7y5LZM4jqTu5tuvzN3XY28-vR8MXivn77S065qawOrzsvwTGdQ/s220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>