<?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-5946993233637060785</id><updated>2024-12-18T21:22:46.738-06:00</updated><category term="Adversity"/><category term="Humble/ Hungry"/><category term="Faith"/><category term="Love"/><category term="Loyalty"/><category term="Emotions"/><category term="Hardwork"/><category term="Welcome"/><title type='text'>Wireless Connectionz</title><subtitle type='html'>A Rap Acappella</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-5866550539349632007</id><published>2011-06-13T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T02:05:11.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Organic Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjExj1KARUWGK2J4GBqVwZrnca4bdGimuUNcAHxSVBVC_psmhSpyVCgzMnxuAaDWJkGem_LqX91TiLqvp32uSkHpx1rPSWyMSKT4uZsHbdg_b_sGxgK7rg9QQLBgAKTwR2n0Y_5zMCUW8A/s1600/certified-organic.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;219&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjExj1KARUWGK2J4GBqVwZrnca4bdGimuUNcAHxSVBVC_psmhSpyVCgzMnxuAaDWJkGem_LqX91TiLqvp32uSkHpx1rPSWyMSKT4uZsHbdg_b_sGxgK7rg9QQLBgAKTwR2n0Y_5zMCUW8A/s320/certified-organic.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a witness someone said, so the next man won’t walk blind, but in my eyes the process feels incomplete like 15 minus 9, or a highway without a sign, for it was on the 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; day He rested, but when logic forces me back to Earth the roads are still congested. Vision vandals rewrittin’ the message in my own screenplay, ad libin and tryna play a part telling me the he say she say.  It’s like the more I seek the target the more I hear the arrows coming, you are what you eat, so pack light to reach the summit. No shortcuts to the peak, and If you waste your time searchin’ you’ll be in great company, everyone takes Easy Street.  It’s right next to the corner you once cut while in a hurry, the idea had a ring to it, now to that habit I pronounce you married.  I rid my thought process of processed thoughts and ordinary, cut out the middle man found extraordinary.  Without a witness the time spent was never bought, keep it light and simple with Organic thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot;&gt;Great Expectations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot;&gt;Are you good enough to get mad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot;&gt;“Not doubt, certainty is what drives one mad” -Nietzsche&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The teachers were told to use the same teachings, curriculum and that they expected great things to come of this......&lt;a href=&quot;http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/p/my-books.html&quot;&gt;Click Here for more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/3573121720606854346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/05/black-men-are-selfish-series_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/3573121720606854346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/3573121720606854346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/05/black-men-are-selfish-series_10.html' title='Black Men Are Selfish Series'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKOT7qwezx8NM779yyR7IY9p-dsnO-LueiH4liz41o6MDZTwnBy5tlAZ3NnrK81m_PvpgEVuhPzstB1XTE3jSLq6E2DE3iHq1mwn5s4-wjmtriMAAU-QIdJb1I66g-AVmXXAcGdMrnOPs/s72-c/article-1025052-0640A5EF0000044D-958_468x644.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-4153682590804005331</id><published>2011-05-03T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T19:36:44.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Men Are Selfish Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr0YR6qFDYXrI_qPXrd-lDXA0Ry040Emtx6XXfcd0YXe8mTfVMgQFWXzLswQGAi_Q1BVdKO7wPqVN0W5WG1poEJPvRznsMy0Pfswcxa99ETD6CC_UrDqnTJLtu-IXnoq_PlzFG72EOqcY/s1600/article-1025052-0640A5EF0000044D-958_468x644.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr0YR6qFDYXrI_qPXrd-lDXA0Ry040Emtx6XXfcd0YXe8mTfVMgQFWXzLswQGAi_Q1BVdKO7wPqVN0W5WG1poEJPvRznsMy0Pfswcxa99ETD6CC_UrDqnTJLtu-IXnoq_PlzFG72EOqcY/s320/article-1025052-0640A5EF0000044D-958_468x644.jpg&quot; width=&quot;232&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;(Excerpt) Ch. 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;“The Man”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;“As a rule, men worry more about what they can&#39;t see than about what they can”. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/j/juliuscaes125875.html&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;Julius Caesar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The reasons behind this can be attributed to many things, but one reason stands out in my mind and is kind of personal to me.  My mother was diagnosed with Breast cancer a year ago, right around the time of Breast cancer month.  My next-door neighbor had died from breast cancer two month’s prior.  With this entire situation happening I had no choice but to be aware of this tragedy that is attacking women at an alarming rate.  My mother was able to recover.  During a long car ride with my brother and I, my father sneaks in that his doctor informed him that he might have prostate cancer.  Now I was facing two parents with a deadly disease, and thinking back, I had more information about breast cancer than I did about prostate cancer.  There were a couple commercials about prostate cancer, but no prostate cancer month as far as I know, nothing else about it.  When I was aware of my mother having breast cancer, I knew statistics about it, there was a month devoted to raising money to help the cure, people were wearing pink at sports events, I knew so much just by watching TV........&lt;a href=&quot;http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/p/my-books.html&quot;&gt;  Click Here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/4153682590804005331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/05/black-men-are-selfish-series.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/4153682590804005331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/4153682590804005331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/05/black-men-are-selfish-series.html' title='Black Men Are Selfish Series'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr0YR6qFDYXrI_qPXrd-lDXA0Ry040Emtx6XXfcd0YXe8mTfVMgQFWXzLswQGAi_Q1BVdKO7wPqVN0W5WG1poEJPvRznsMy0Pfswcxa99ETD6CC_UrDqnTJLtu-IXnoq_PlzFG72EOqcY/s72-c/article-1025052-0640A5EF0000044D-958_468x644.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-3871113903289282947</id><published>2011-04-21T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T18:13:15.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Men Are Selfish Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;CH.6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Why Do You Still Love Us?... Attraction!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;“What makes electricity? ... A positive and negative energy”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If someone isn’t attracted to you with his or her first impression, there’s nothing you can do about it. If someone is attracted to you with their first impression, there is nothing they can do about it. Whatever it would take for you to reverse these actions is simply not worth the time end effort. .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/p/my-books.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/3871113903289282947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/black-men-are-selfish-series.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/3871113903289282947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/3871113903289282947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/black-men-are-selfish-series.html' title='Black Men Are Selfish Series'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWC422o7AMro78QcdvQAIzGe_kh1rbd26iZsYgJzWfTuA1hsbT0cA-dhVhpC__vBcr1GfUpHpmqStaQmNHoBonAU7Sl0Hf7_vffaxOUYdCEGlzxlPLDdEEA-cc97B_M28bgeCfrXRahfI/s72-c/article-1025052-0640A5EF0000044D-958_468x644.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-3407174360328234997</id><published>2011-04-20T16:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T16:47:58.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If These Walls Could Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivARzQnC3iMwd4jdgJP91D5mTNQ5qiKF5mb8lYYgGxCur5uodyvJI9Q_CvjeTYWLrYUHzxhbZiuH68iPNTFKLaABF6YKj8Tq0GvvRke1T4R9Frv85D9V5mXGCIuyudOMFmMAeQPefi8Nk/s1600/paint.bmp&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivARzQnC3iMwd4jdgJP91D5mTNQ5qiKF5mb8lYYgGxCur5uodyvJI9Q_CvjeTYWLrYUHzxhbZiuH68iPNTFKLaABF6YKj8Tq0GvvRke1T4R9Frv85D9V5mXGCIuyudOMFmMAeQPefi8Nk/s320/paint.bmp&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The tea kettle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; was boiling with an elixir so potent it made the paint chip. Floors creaked from constantly measuring the weight of matter, and the pressure of high expectations sometimes made the ceiling cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&quot;We&#39;re not movin&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;she said as the appraiser downplayed the value of the house that had walls strong enough to handle the tyrant outrages of four adolescent boys fighting to become men and prayers cried loud and Sunday hymns and door slammed so tight evil could never enter in. The shadows in the yard changed as branches fell from fit&#39;s of rage, but God said that it would never rain again for 40 nights and 40 days. This house was no Ark, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;sparked by an embark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; few thought would ever stand the test of time. &quot;Be patient&quot; became the motto as four brothers packed the carload, there was always something about being in the front seat. With water in one hand, and a glance at some sand, she knew they had the tools to form their own concrete. &quot;Don&#39;t be fooled, play the game, their resources are the same&quot;, filled their minds when the clouds blocked their shine. For she knew of the tricks, manipulations, conflicts the same brew that made the paint chip. It&#39;s not the gloss in the color, or the mood that you get, or a picture hanging high in a frame. If these walls could talk, they&#39;d refused to be covered, cause a great story could be told through&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/3407174360328234997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-these-walls-could-talk.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/3407174360328234997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/3407174360328234997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-these-walls-could-talk.html' title='If These Walls Could Talk'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivARzQnC3iMwd4jdgJP91D5mTNQ5qiKF5mb8lYYgGxCur5uodyvJI9Q_CvjeTYWLrYUHzxhbZiuH68iPNTFKLaABF6YKj8Tq0GvvRke1T4R9Frv85D9V5mXGCIuyudOMFmMAeQPefi8Nk/s72-c/paint.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-4697062729775795752</id><published>2011-04-19T02:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:22:05.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled (Reader Requested Topic)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghWwfDEQdv5_xk5QmMATe3UPvGBpul_YaQqYmzaSez1Y3u5RVX20ZlypgEIbXNoNcV6i4Kk1kXh9pJdFsSWZPnSTNzrQIhxc0uFH1Z7Q4IuUYmGCspkMbafT-y0NVIzuTHrMb_FLO32Ao/s1600/lb-2245.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; i8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghWwfDEQdv5_xk5QmMATe3UPvGBpul_YaQqYmzaSez1Y3u5RVX20ZlypgEIbXNoNcV6i4Kk1kXh9pJdFsSWZPnSTNzrQIhxc0uFH1Z7Q4IuUYmGCspkMbafT-y0NVIzuTHrMb_FLO32Ao/s320/lb-2245.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can see the scars left behind. Her I.D. only shows where she is headed. She hopes they see it too, so they can quit asking about her job or purpose. She’s running out of excuses trying to explain each step she takes. She knows she’s on the right path, they may laugh, but she’s just executing a plan that was given before birth.&amp;nbsp;Her I.D. symbolizes her purpose and she somehow gets satisfaction by just knowing she has a job to do. The superintendent, often reminds her, just like her superiors once did, that she can only become a pawn in someone elses chess game and if she’s lucky the king will put a ring turning the queen into more than “That Thing”. These morals were always taught by those she looks up to and have been stained in her brain since birth and shadow her around and become even more evident when the sun is at it’s brightest. Its gotten to the point where she sees it being spoken through other people and even situations. Its as if everyone’s in on the joke. She stares at her I.D. which says that she‘s fully capable of completing the job by herself. No man required. Dreams start contradicting each other. Something about the super doesn’t make sense. Failed attempts at the job make her wonder if she should change the description on the I.D. Chaos ensues, until she remembers what got her through the last time this happened. She knows that it’s drive that brings her pleasure and a voice deep within says “Ebony go”. The chains that locked her into that dark place of confusion break loose. “Ebony go”. She needs inspiration to keep going faster than she can say her name, so she just chants “E-go”. She now has a defense against anything that would even attempt to embarrass her. She found the key to success. Her “ego” is no longer just a chant, but can now be seen in her clothes and material possessions. Her ‘ego” is now a force field, and anyone that doesn’t know her agenda now, she would be glad to let them know. Friends become intimidated, everyone else irritated, no one understands. “Better them than me”. She says “Understand what I’m fightin’ against and you’ll understand my ‘ego’”.......PART 2 COMING SOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Based on Id, Super Ego, and Ego.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/4697062729775795752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/untitled-reader-requested-topic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/4697062729775795752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/4697062729775795752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/untitled-reader-requested-topic.html' title='Untitled (Reader Requested Topic)'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghWwfDEQdv5_xk5QmMATe3UPvGBpul_YaQqYmzaSez1Y3u5RVX20ZlypgEIbXNoNcV6i4Kk1kXh9pJdFsSWZPnSTNzrQIhxc0uFH1Z7Q4IuUYmGCspkMbafT-y0NVIzuTHrMb_FLO32Ao/s72-c/lb-2245.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-3288346179862968073</id><published>2011-04-14T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:50:43.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE-u5FadHdzYhBYBBoMGxECCvDCHln-VpJq3xGcQRE-TyGSQ9SNGZPHG05sjM_1gL64k4bOY3NjKPts_jkFoofm3SmzzrTHtBYIGvqqRpx0Vje0VojUctn9SbLw0H9aM9Ax6cG4frUHxw/s1600/March-April+2011+031.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;480&quot; r6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE-u5FadHdzYhBYBBoMGxECCvDCHln-VpJq3xGcQRE-TyGSQ9SNGZPHG05sjM_1gL64k4bOY3NjKPts_jkFoofm3SmzzrTHtBYIGvqqRpx0Vje0VojUctn9SbLw0H9aM9Ax6cG4frUHxw/s640/March-April+2011+031.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;From &quot;The Clay-Maker&quot; Clay Matthews #52 GB Packers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;My First Publication.&amp;nbsp; Written in 2009.&amp;nbsp; Coming Soon.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/8596879451675385450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/bmrs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/8596879451675385450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/8596879451675385450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/bmrs.html' title='BMRS'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVvdB-u5nhPFesPkJ36UgJxhPNIDi0uLRiRy-ZkFkVyiTziHGlniFlUMYjP8xT1fz0b9Amoadn9_B06BXthHasSIn_3HarGzdv0FYQtx0JogUtAN970B7NmJsYSspS0GXzHSJh3SwVGuk/s72-c/article-1025052-0640A5EF0000044D-958_468x644.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-3656289170860448889</id><published>2011-04-12T14:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T14:11:29.788-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyEg55E5VGtHNGENaEac95Z-vv-Ncqqief1EzfRxthwHorSHU9VdctTaNy1ocT6pJUqt_-sWzqRfu68a1ra7ZodCnBPj1F1uiO36ygYBNm1yOjYeYC4oLCiGU8juY0qzg1LaWHOOB-DGc/s1600/draft_lens17713039module148776962photo_1299656397Possessiveness_is_not_lov.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;265&quot; r6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyEg55E5VGtHNGENaEac95Z-vv-Ncqqief1EzfRxthwHorSHU9VdctTaNy1ocT6pJUqt_-sWzqRfu68a1ra7ZodCnBPj1F1uiO36ygYBNm1yOjYeYC4oLCiGU8juY0qzg1LaWHOOB-DGc/s400/draft_lens17713039module148776962photo_1299656397Possessiveness_is_not_lov.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;When love first happens, the individuals are giving each other energy unconsciously and both people feel buoyant and elated. That&#39;s the incredible high we call being ‘in love.’ Unfortunately, once they expect this feeling to come from another person, they cut themselves off from the energy in the universe and begin to rely even more on the energy from each other--only now there doesn’t seem to be enough and so they stop giving each other energy and fall back into their dramas in an attempt to control each other and force the other&#39;s energy their way.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/author/quotes/8203.James_Redfield&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;James Redfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt; (&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/work/quotes/2603195&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;The Celestine Prophecy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/3656289170860448889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/3656289170860448889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/3656289170860448889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyEg55E5VGtHNGENaEac95Z-vv-Ncqqief1EzfRxthwHorSHU9VdctTaNy1ocT6pJUqt_-sWzqRfu68a1ra7ZodCnBPj1F1uiO36ygYBNm1yOjYeYC4oLCiGU8juY0qzg1LaWHOOB-DGc/s72-c/draft_lens17713039module148776962photo_1299656397Possessiveness_is_not_lov.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-4196285328182596232</id><published>2011-04-12T13:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T13:49:21.233-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><title type='text'>The Man Who Didn&#39;t Believe In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I WANT TO TELL YOU A VERY OLD STORY ABOUT the man who didn’t believe in love. This was an ordinary man just like you and me, but what made this man special was his way of thinking: He thought love doesn’t exist. Of course, he had a lot of experience trying to find love, and he had observed the people around him. Much of his life had been spent searching for love, only to find that love didn’t exist.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Wherever this man went, he used to tell people that love is nothing but an invention of the poets, an invention of religions just to manipulate the weak mind of humans, to have control over humans, to make them believe. He said that love is not real, and that’s why no human could ever find love even though he might look for it......&lt;a href=&quot;http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/p/celebrity-interview.html&quot;&gt;Click here for more&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/4196285328182596232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/man-who-didnt-believe-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/4196285328182596232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/4196285328182596232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/man-who-didnt-believe-in-love.html' title='The Man Who Didn&#39;t Believe In Love'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-1824867721619480166</id><published>2011-04-11T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:37:05.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV8_3umDa9d9_6SnkDJ-H0Fkz6h9_j_S28gvdeeJSbSRChvbWbxI4fNZPr1zbJ8ySOrT5IwNV1kfKu1ci2Ycp6ojNSOdBn1Ei7lBRRri3xTQhGVRu0jlApgQ5zXkn0YPPHhMLSFNQQezk/s1600/20100924-PBR1900.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;237&quot; r6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV8_3umDa9d9_6SnkDJ-H0Fkz6h9_j_S28gvdeeJSbSRChvbWbxI4fNZPr1zbJ8ySOrT5IwNV1kfKu1ci2Ycp6ojNSOdBn1Ei7lBRRri3xTQhGVRu0jlApgQ5zXkn0YPPHhMLSFNQQezk/s320/20100924-PBR1900.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bull doesn’t bother the cowboy, the cowboy bothers the Bull.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/1824867721619480166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/bull-doesnt-bother-cowboy-cowboy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/1824867721619480166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/1824867721619480166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/bull-doesnt-bother-cowboy-cowboy.html' title=''/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV8_3umDa9d9_6SnkDJ-H0Fkz6h9_j_S28gvdeeJSbSRChvbWbxI4fNZPr1zbJ8ySOrT5IwNV1kfKu1ci2Ycp6ojNSOdBn1Ei7lBRRri3xTQhGVRu0jlApgQ5zXkn0YPPHhMLSFNQQezk/s72-c/20100924-PBR1900.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-747383557882832055</id><published>2011-04-11T14:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:21:48.627-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Adversity"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_HX8VRaffmOmToAvt4sKpWnr0qtQeNXZRbjr5LQvB9U0GN4KHua7nA0yvtfDb_TjZfepBhcp_DlKa0K1BNEWKfKQUBD3mxQ9f5V2pQg7NJnrympGug7u0d_6o8rSHCJdUp9AqaKmdlaI/s1600/FotoFlexer_Photo.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;252&quot; r6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_HX8VRaffmOmToAvt4sKpWnr0qtQeNXZRbjr5LQvB9U0GN4KHua7nA0yvtfDb_TjZfepBhcp_DlKa0K1BNEWKfKQUBD3mxQ9f5V2pQg7NJnrympGug7u0d_6o8rSHCJdUp9AqaKmdlaI/s320/FotoFlexer_Photo.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Daily Motivations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;“&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/quotation/problems_cannot_be_solved_by_the_same_level_of/222020.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;Problems cannot be solved by the same level of thinking that created them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;”- Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; The world isn’t getting worse. God isn’t punishing his creation. it’s the thoughts you thought you had tapping you on your shoulder, its just a different view of the same situation. Energy is never created or destroyed, It’s just the tough YOU circling back around giving the feeling of intimidation, now all of a sudden you don’t want to be tough no more. It’s the happy YOU represented by someone else excited about the promotion, but you cant promote it to the ones devoted to your cause, and the pause created is the perfect habitat for envy. Ill prepared for the boomerang you threw to come back. Defenseless against your own creation. iRobot. The game is played within the same 5 inches between the ears,&amp;nbsp;no matter how inflated the head gets. The vacant esteem we were born with is now vacant with the introduction of highs’ and low. The Creator created creation in order to continue creating, yet have the power to restrain without blame. Life isn’t hard. Life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/747383557882832055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/daily-motivations-world-isnt-getting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/747383557882832055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/747383557882832055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/daily-motivations-world-isnt-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_HX8VRaffmOmToAvt4sKpWnr0qtQeNXZRbjr5LQvB9U0GN4KHua7nA0yvtfDb_TjZfepBhcp_DlKa0K1BNEWKfKQUBD3mxQ9f5V2pQg7NJnrympGug7u0d_6o8rSHCJdUp9AqaKmdlaI/s72-c/FotoFlexer_Photo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-7323636723088729712</id><published>2011-04-08T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T20:01:04.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had to remove the labels at the bottom of each writing asking whether you agreed, or was it good etc.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;am not sure as to why I put it there in the first place, because I never really liked pat on the backs anyways.&amp;nbsp; The purpose of the blog is to create thought, whether you convey it to me or not, but just to open a cavity in your brain that allows you to think outside of your normal thought pattern.&amp;nbsp; Keep reading, thanks for visiting.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/7323636723088729712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/notice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/7323636723088729712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/7323636723088729712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/04/notice.html' title='Notice'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-3467753676615404080</id><published>2011-04-04T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T16:40:25.402-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humble/ Hungry"/><title type='text'>Let&#39;s Eat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;If life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was a bowl of fish or roasted almonds, I wouldn&#39;t of made it to my first birhtday.&amp;nbsp; There isn&#39;t enough epidural pens in the world to stimulate the adrenaline needed to fight the antigens that would eventually take over.&amp;nbsp; Lucky for me, the bowl of life can be altered into&amp;nbsp;a smorgasbord, as&amp;nbsp;some say &quot;Life is what you make it&quot;.&amp;nbsp; In order to make it year after year, I found it&amp;nbsp;necessary to restrict those things from the diet and opt for foods that aided the immune system and didn&#39;t cause the allergic reaction fish and nuts would.&amp;nbsp; As life advances for us all, it&#39;s not a matter of what we eat.&amp;nbsp; Even if we&#39;re not in the best shape, we know what to eat in order to bring us back to the ideal.&amp;nbsp; What happens when we get so far along and lose the will to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hunger gives power to vision&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Don&#39;t believe me ask a person that fasts.&amp;nbsp; At times you must go without and restrict yourself in order to understand what you&#39;re feeding and whether you should be feeding it.&amp;nbsp; An appetite for destruction could lead to much more than &quot;The Itis&quot;.&amp;nbsp;An increased&amp;nbsp;appetite is a side effect, just like a pregnant woman eats for two, you&#39;re likely in the embryonic stages of birthing a new stage in life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In order to gain, you must change your eating habits.&amp;nbsp; In order to gain you must have the attitude that your sight means more to you than&amp;nbsp;the relationships with your&amp;nbsp;friends.&amp;nbsp; You must risk having a vision&amp;nbsp;and losing&amp;nbsp;friends, than to be blind&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;them.&amp;nbsp; You got to be able to risk the intimidation factor of having people around you that know more or better that causes you to read more and understand.&amp;nbsp; If you want to lose, be the smartest person you know and surround yourself with those with lowered expectations.&amp;nbsp; Be the person everyone looks to for answers and have them accept that your point of views are the end all be all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Confidants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;You will have very few of these. They are into you for who you are. Whether your up or down, right or wrong, you can open up to these people without fearing a judgment.. They are with you unconditionally. They are intimately intertwined in your life. If you have 2 or 3 of these people in your lifetime you are blessed. You’ll never inherit your kingdom unless you find your confidant. You cant be David without Jonathan. Need to be around people that can feed you, so you can feed someone else. They are there to make sure you reach your destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Constituents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;They’re not into you, they are for what you are for. As long as you are for what they are for they will walk with you, work with you and labor. They are not with you, but what you have and what you are for and will leave you for somebody else that can advance they’re agenda. Typically when you fall enamored with these people, they will leave you for someone else that can push they’re agenda. If you’re not careful you will mistake your constituents for your confidants&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Commrades&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;They aren’t for you, or for what you are for, but are against what you are against. They team up with you to fight a greater enemy. They are only with you until the job is done, and chances are whenever that teamwork is no longer there, they will use that same negative attention towards you. They are like scaffolding. They come into your life to fulfill a purpose, once the purpose is done, the scaffolding is removed, yet the structure still stands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;*&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Be careful who you tell your dream too. Don’t be surprised when the constituents and comrades desert you once you reveal you’re dream. Constituents will try and steal your dream and try to complete it by themselves, comrades wont support it because they were never for what you were for&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first&quot;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/1835992020009939591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/daily-motivations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/1835992020009939591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/1835992020009939591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/daily-motivations.html' title='Daily Motivations'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtZOJfgAaljomTe3aiLrHUT0EP1EyYoUtN6T0RDGepymu3Y_djbbmsKr2g2ppSg647TDXS0VJX9jogXdtPtyquLyz_oalabX1Vm-riusm7xLVwr44UWUr8GiXawKQTya_BIcd2hmmKo7A/s72-c/untitled.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-201234729715761377</id><published>2011-03-28T16:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:21:07.260-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Faith"/><title type='text'>&quot;Adjustment&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXF0R6kq8uM2YLmYhT_GtPZk_Edsyc0ZkZwou91Q-uVoKtOQYnW_HwgR_J6QBibkbHTzPRyLkk2LmiWxP4BChb4aCKVOVatExNCTBSDa9UYoR_5xa8GR6wtoTShRmU42a9rOxx-DRljvg/s1600/thumbnail.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; r6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXF0R6kq8uM2YLmYhT_GtPZk_Edsyc0ZkZwou91Q-uVoKtOQYnW_HwgR_J6QBibkbHTzPRyLkk2LmiWxP4BChb4aCKVOVatExNCTBSDa9UYoR_5xa8GR6wtoTShRmU42a9rOxx-DRljvg/s320/thumbnail.jpg&quot; width=&quot;212&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Made in central Ohio, Joe McVicker created a white goo and&amp;nbsp;used it to remove soot from wallpaper caused by old fashioned heating.&amp;nbsp; With the invention of&amp;nbsp; electric heating there was no longer a need for the soft clay-like goo&amp;nbsp;and he was going bankrupt.&amp;nbsp; His sister, Kay Zufall,&amp;nbsp;noticed&amp;nbsp;kids in her nursery liked playing with it rather than modeling clay and suggested he color it and call it Play Doh.&amp;nbsp; This&amp;nbsp;is just another example that&amp;nbsp;&quot;We&#39;re all just one small adjustment away from making our lives work&quot;.&amp;nbsp; From the movie &quot;How Do You Know When&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/201234729715761377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/adjustment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/201234729715761377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/201234729715761377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/adjustment.html' title='&quot;Adjustment&quot;'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXF0R6kq8uM2YLmYhT_GtPZk_Edsyc0ZkZwou91Q-uVoKtOQYnW_HwgR_J6QBibkbHTzPRyLkk2LmiWxP4BChb4aCKVOVatExNCTBSDa9UYoR_5xa8GR6wtoTShRmU42a9rOxx-DRljvg/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-5838663239309876201</id><published>2011-03-15T23:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:21:41.580-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Adversity"/><title type='text'>Advice From Rabbi Nachman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; All physical medicines are bitter, and the same is true in the case of the soul. The soul is healed through bitterness. You may have to overcome many obstacles and endure much suffering in &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;FAAdLink&quot; href=&quot;http://www.azamra.org/Advice/patience.html#&quot; id=&quot;FALINK_1_0_0&quot;&gt;order&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; for your soul to be healed. With physical illnesses there are times when the body becomes so weak that the invalid cannot bear the bitterness of the medicines. The doctors despair of ever curing him and simply abandon him. Similarly, when a person falls under the influence of sin -- which is the sickness of the soul -- he may be unable to bear the bitterness of the remedy. There may seem to be no hope for him at all. But God is filled with love. When He sees that a person wants to return to Him but hasn&#39;t the strength to bear the bitter remedies made necessary by his own sins, then He takes pity and casts all his sins aside to save him excessive suffering. God sends him only as much as he can bear. Many people find that as soon as they try to return to God and follow the ways of the righteous, they suddenly encounter obstacles and hardship from every direction. At times it is impossible to bear the bitterness and overcome the barriers. There have been cases where people were so discouraged that they fell back into their old ways, God forbid. But a person who truly desires to draw closer to God should have faith that whatever the bitterness or suffering he has to endure, everything is being sent to him out of love. If the suffering were really in proportion to the magnitude of his sins it would have been far greater. He would have been much too weak to bear it and he would have been totally lost. But God in His love only sends as much bitterness and suffering as a person can bear. This much he must bear, and it is certainly within his power to endure it (27:7). -Fram Azamra- Torah For Our Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/5838663239309876201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/advice-from-rabbi-nachman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/5838663239309876201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/5838663239309876201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/advice-from-rabbi-nachman.html' title='Advice From Rabbi Nachman'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-149849190701377524</id><published>2011-03-14T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T15:19:46.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming This Week- Exploring The Mind of Malcolm Gladwell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/iIiAAhUeR6Y?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Malcolm Gladwell is a writer that deals with psychological factors.&amp;nbsp; He explores the fine lines of details, as to why things or people become successful and how social epidemics start.&amp;nbsp; He is a very interesting speaker and has helped me with my books.&amp;nbsp; In this clip he translates the maturation process of spaghetti sauce into how we should think when trying to market a product and ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/149849190701377524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/coming-this-week-exploring-mind-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/149849190701377524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/149849190701377524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/coming-this-week-exploring-mind-of.html' title='Coming This Week- Exploring The Mind of Malcolm Gladwell'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-6938602387516724667</id><published>2011-03-14T01:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:22:25.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Connected</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJkIWqtn1N_lwAlAijzbkF/SIG=133d5bp4h/EXP=1300113194/**http%3a//photos.travelblog.org/Photos/17776/426397/f/4144860-Positive-vibes-1.jpg&quot; id=&quot;aimgMain&quot; target=&quot;_top&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;View Image&quot; height=&quot;184&quot; id=&quot;imageMain&quot; src=&quot;http://ts3.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=503516831990&amp;amp;amp;id=8905144f0a73c8f8a6e853f24e37405a&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 0px; margin-top: 36px;&quot; title=&quot;View Full Size Image&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A2KJkIWqtn1N_lwAlAijzbkF/SIG=133d5bp4h/EXP=1300113194/**http%3a//photos.travelblog.org/Photos/17776/426397/f/4144860-Positive-vibes-1.jpg&quot; id=&quot;aimgMain&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot; target=&quot;_top&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;What is it that makes the eyes open after a night of subconscious thoughts that possibly took you away from the stresses you dealt with the day before. What makes the blind walk when the thought of another step wont help his chances of enjoying the scenery that dictates the moods of those around him. What makes the deaf smile when they can never hear the music that blends the lines of culture that many cling too in order to be understood. The universal drum that beats without the essence of time vibrates through us all carrying different rhythms of motivation sending out a message of passion and enthusiasm not always translatable to everyone in proximity, but bringing those with awareness to this pursuit closer, people helping others who are closer, and those helping those who can’t relate.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/6938602387516724667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/connected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/6938602387516724667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/6938602387516724667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/connected.html' title='Connected'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-7285125103278417761</id><published>2011-03-14T01:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:23:04.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0PDoYAVsX1NT0MA_vCjzbkF/SIG=1333imiaa/EXP=1300111765/**http%3a//www.eukicks.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/Nike-Zoom-Hyperfly-Cleats.jpg&quot; id=&quot;aimgMain&quot; target=&quot;_top&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;View Image&quot; height=&quot;250&quot; id=&quot;imageMain&quot; src=&quot;http://www.eukicks.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/Nike-Zoom-Hyperfly-Cleats.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 0px; margin-top: 3px;&quot; title=&quot;View Full Size Image&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; A Roman divorced from his wife, being highly blamed by his friends, who demanded, &quot;Was she not chaste? Was she not fair? Was she not fruitful?&quot; holding out his shoe, asked them whether it was not new and well made. &quot;Yet,&quot; added he, &quot;none of you can tell where it pinches me. &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Plutarch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/7285125103278417761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/roman-divorced-from-his-wife-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/7285125103278417761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/7285125103278417761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/roman-divorced-from-his-wife-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-4896641796616476965</id><published>2011-03-14T01:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:23:28.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Classroom Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNGz_pHqmfECEJq4FW90NcXDl7smQvPGzBAmhDI7v2HgmHljIOXtO014NY-PL0j4ndASA_wGNGGuvYhMgK4s3L75in6DFeE7gGhpzGuFvFA5T79Bqz4fp-YuGYfjTECbxuH-vGQFNU5Yk/s1600/SuperStock_1589R-56439.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; r6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNGz_pHqmfECEJq4FW90NcXDl7smQvPGzBAmhDI7v2HgmHljIOXtO014NY-PL0j4ndASA_wGNGGuvYhMgK4s3L75in6DFeE7gGhpzGuFvFA5T79Bqz4fp-YuGYfjTECbxuH-vGQFNU5Yk/s320/SuperStock_1589R-56439.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I knew the answer many a times, yet passed up the chance to answer to keep sketchin’ on my blank piece of paper that took me miles away from any timed mile, bench press, or linear thought that was to teach me all this was supposed to add up to a sum. The blank canvas quickly turned into a collection of abstract objects which turned into a thought about a house that shadowed a beach out somewhere in a place I couldn’t pronounce, then I turned that paper into a plane I imagined would take me there. The only problem was the thought of if the paper plane could withstand the invisible opposition some call the wind and land in the trash cause it was another wasted thought and the teacher was wrappin’ up the lesson of widgets and supply and demand. I shoot, I miss, but the plane stayed together now on the ground to be swept away and disgarded. I should of paid attention, but the professor doesn’t understand that my brain has been trained to think best when my pulse is at 160 or better, in an instant, at an impulse, and when most, decline the added pressure. He doesn’t care and he shouldn’t, his class his rules, his paycheck on Friday whether or not I paid the cost of attention. Mr. Adversity teachin at the university.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/4896641796616476965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/classroom-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/4896641796616476965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/4896641796616476965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/03/classroom-thoughts.html' title='Classroom Thoughts'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNGz_pHqmfECEJq4FW90NcXDl7smQvPGzBAmhDI7v2HgmHljIOXtO014NY-PL0j4ndASA_wGNGGuvYhMgK4s3L75in6DFeE7gGhpzGuFvFA5T79Bqz4fp-YuGYfjTECbxuH-vGQFNU5Yk/s72-c/SuperStock_1589R-56439.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-8608847246203498220</id><published>2011-02-23T13:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T12:13:33.978-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humble/ Hungry"/><title type='text'>LION OR GAZELLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;375&quot; id=&quot;il_fi&quot; src=&quot;http://frrl.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/logo_liongazelle.jpg&quot; style=&quot;padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Every morning in Africa, a Gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning a Lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest Gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn&#39;t matter whether you are a Lion or a Gazelle... when the sun comes up, you&#39;d better be running.”&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/8608847246203498220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/02/lion-or-gazelle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/8608847246203498220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/8608847246203498220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/02/lion-or-gazelle.html' title='LION OR GAZELLE'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-2381569489843487299</id><published>2011-02-22T16:04:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T13:15:11.539-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Loyalty"/><title type='text'>Loyalty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/search/label/Loyalty&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5057/5468808441_b942ca2dfa.jpg&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: #000000 2px solid; border-left: #000000 2px solid; border-right: #000000 2px solid; border-top: #000000 2px solid;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/59852111@N03/5468808441/&quot;&gt;Jan.10 to Sept 10 064&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/59852111@N03/&quot;&gt;stopher94&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I’m not from here, and its not hard to tell, yet as I walked to the stadium, I was just another one of the thousands of fans going to show support for the green and yellow. I’m not yet at the stage in which I can call myself a fan yet, holding on to my hopes of playing on the grandest stage in which they play, I guess apart of me believes that if I enter the realm of the fan that it will tarnish my dreams of being the player.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don’t enjoy it too much, stay hungry, repeats in my mind as the atmosphere intensifies the closer we get to the stadium.......&lt;a href=&quot;http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/p/celebrity-interview.html&quot;&gt;Continue reading here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/2381569489843487299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/02/jan10-to-sept-10-064.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/2381569489843487299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/2381569489843487299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/02/jan10-to-sept-10-064.html' title='Loyalty'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5057/5468808441_b942ca2dfa_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5946993233637060785.post-311133925932534837</id><published>2011-02-22T14:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T00:29:37.257-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Faith"/><title type='text'>Ways to Out-Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Way #4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Faith, love, and sex are the most powerful of all major positive emotion.&amp;nbsp; When blended they have effect on coloring thought.&amp;nbsp; Faith is the head chemist of the mind.&amp;nbsp; When blended with thought the subconcious mind instantly picks up the vibration, translates it into its spiritual equivalent and transmits it into infinite intelligence as in prayer.&amp;nbsp; Prayer works.&amp;nbsp; I challenge you.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/feeds/311133925932534837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/02/ways-to-out-live_4332.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/311133925932534837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5946993233637060785/posts/default/311133925932534837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-tinker.blogspot.com/2011/02/ways-to-out-live_4332.html' title='Ways to Out-Live'/><author><name>Tink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08449870527763504975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkRsXH_1cnZtHP6siUaF2JVF7H-myF-j63cswE4tBLtTPhYmsRvORwWzQbOzWRdl_Z9Pl20Y2NHkIt3bErdZjcpzp3NL6Y6Jfx84fiZk9opfIo2OpBAhLloTDxnp40U/s220/tink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>