<?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-7216617</id><updated>2024-03-07T13:37:49.768-05:00</updated><category term="now"/><category term="let go"/><category term="live"/><category term="love"/><category term="change"/><category term="laugh"/><category term="moment"/><category term="stupid"/><category term="tired"/><category term="truth"/><title type='text'>ZETAZEN</title><subtitle type='html'>Reflections of Real</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>560</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-998996770663448701</id><published>2015-04-11T07:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2015-04-11T07:21:26.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>I worked so hard
Too hard to allow 
It all to fade away
I need to get back on my game
And change my life away

© 2015 ZETAZEN</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/998996770663448701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2015/04/my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/998996770663448701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/998996770663448701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2015/04/my-life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07252396385571829718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-4498537670926877953</id><published>2014-07-14T09:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2014-07-14T09:24:44.980-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="change"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="let go"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="live"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moment"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="now"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="truth"/><title type='text'>Moment</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/AVvXsEilPpA5H9NGyjYyvsUXBN1AWkqWlZYW_OZpP57ZMgNyJMNf7cWpWbcrSr8NJxc7XlbbPq2zhnfMPjxOWVU8_jaZtw4TjmgZ7pKg0t4FyRyK2lEsDZfi0kctmu_csz_we6M0hHuq/s1600/the-moment-of-truth.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilPpA5H9NGyjYyvsUXBN1AWkqWlZYW_OZpP57ZMgNyJMNf7cWpWbcrSr8NJxc7XlbbPq2zhnfMPjxOWVU8_jaZtw4TjmgZ7pKg0t4FyRyK2lEsDZfi0kctmu_csz_we6M0hHuq/s1600/the-moment-of-truth.png&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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That moment when everything changed,&lt;br /&gt;
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Again.&lt;br /&gt;
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And the moments will keep changing.&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s really something when you can remember&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That one moment when everything changed,&lt;br /&gt;
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Again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fuck You&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/2391535316462408506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/07/the-three-ls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/2391535316462408506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/2391535316462408506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/07/the-three-ls.html' title='The Three Ls '/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibiuBEqmnEl6-gor_VAsh-lSoaULf1arQZ0uBhu9sDqo0WpmxO67x8A0LIMjM2EcG-FWFFs-OPBDRW_45ka6cmGIdaFpI1ShG6GNUaszvqSAi3dHUrkTBg99_fyxIrau0yPyJt/s72-c/45433live-love-laugh.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-3375190293831703714</id><published>2014-07-08T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2014-07-08T23:10:15.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where&#39;s the Life Instruction Manual? </title><content type='html'>The greatest thing I can say about my life&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am not perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Doesn&#39;t matter what day it is&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I can honestly say&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I know all is well&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Despite the fact&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t know what I&#39;m doing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/3375190293831703714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/07/wheres-life-instruction-manual.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/3375190293831703714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/3375190293831703714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/07/wheres-life-instruction-manual.html' title='Where&#39;s the Life Instruction Manual? '/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-6834912160965617270</id><published>2014-07-01T21:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2014-07-01T21:12:45.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You&#39;re Beyond Repair </title><content type='html'>You just get tired, You don&#39;t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;
You want things to change, You&#39;re tired of what&#39;s been given to you&lt;br /&gt;
You want more out of life, You see others getting it too&lt;br /&gt;
You wonder how you can get your share&lt;br /&gt;
You wonder how your life became beyond repair&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
© 2014 ZETAZEN&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/6834912160965617270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/07/youre-beyond-repair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/6834912160965617270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/6834912160965617270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/07/youre-beyond-repair.html' title='You&#39;re Beyond Repair '/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-7241526301039382139</id><published>2014-06-27T06:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2014-06-27T06:48:45.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Games, That&#39;s What They Play </title><content type='html'>Don&#39;t know me&lt;br /&gt;
Thought you could hurt me&lt;br /&gt;
Playing silly games&lt;br /&gt;
But I&#39;m over the hurt&lt;br /&gt;
And the pain&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tried to treat me like nothing&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t see it coming&lt;br /&gt;
So I believed it&lt;br /&gt;
Feeling the fire was something&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Love doesn&#39;t hurt&lt;br /&gt;
Love doesn&#39;t pain&lt;br /&gt;
Love is not a game&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Love is beauty in the eyes of kindness&lt;br /&gt;
Love is is the light that shines through my body&lt;br /&gt;
Love is internal&lt;br /&gt;
Love is what helped me get over the shame&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I grew from this pain&lt;br /&gt;
Flipped the game&lt;br /&gt;
Now you&#39;re crying&lt;br /&gt;
Because you lost this dame&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
© 2014 ZETAZEN&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/7241526301039382139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/06/games-thats-what-they-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/7241526301039382139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/7241526301039382139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/06/games-thats-what-they-play.html' title='Games, That&#39;s What They Play '/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-3786021292624530798</id><published>2014-06-25T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2014-06-25T15:21:31.862-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>All I really want is&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
ONE.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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way beyond the comfort&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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of the shore&lt;/div&gt;
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And feel like there isn&#39;t anyone&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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To save you from the drift.....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;MESSAGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/7336051362479101965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/06/message-from-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/7336051362479101965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/7336051362479101965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/06/message-from-self.html' title='Message from self....'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZv9JV0XAHu65ROV-Z_7GnncbxTBQoLZ1dBeiSSSB_Hz_VpVX1ElyZbI5MqXkaETYX1CP8otm48gV8iHKUPTomlFVzNWPa68CVE-VbB-7CS-OTLx3X2XJK_ny3yoMmqxZxbNwT/s72-c/12013-05-27+05.44.41.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-2000587747996444370</id><published>2014-06-21T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2014-06-21T17:18:21.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Go</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/AVvXsEgvBr8At32EP4pRKOnIaD0Gp3DGf3ADLXsy4El3TBN9OOfdtZyjPznEl69tguQoHgh7ubZKRg7LrFwq6IF8sPgGH9aSj_16kkDMXqu1MBYEvQdMlbwCwt6PL7jaDDh3EbEQcUJQ/s1600/Notes+-+Page+1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvBr8At32EP4pRKOnIaD0Gp3DGf3ADLXsy4El3TBN9OOfdtZyjPznEl69tguQoHgh7ubZKRg7LrFwq6IF8sPgGH9aSj_16kkDMXqu1MBYEvQdMlbwCwt6PL7jaDDh3EbEQcUJQ/s1600/Notes+-+Page+1.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Why is it so hard to let go?&lt;br /&gt;
Why can&#39;t I just let go?&lt;br /&gt;
I thought I had let go?&lt;br /&gt;
In some respects I did let go.&lt;br /&gt;
In other, I&#39;m still secretly holding on.&lt;br /&gt;
The only reason I&#39;m okay with it...&lt;br /&gt;
Is because I&#39;ve admitted to myself,&lt;br /&gt;
I still care.&lt;br /&gt;
If not a lot, just a tad.&lt;br /&gt;
© 2014 ZETAZEN</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/2000587747996444370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/06/why-is-it-so-hard-to-let-go-why-cant-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/2000587747996444370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/2000587747996444370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/06/why-is-it-so-hard-to-let-go-why-cant-i.html' title='Let Go'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvBr8At32EP4pRKOnIaD0Gp3DGf3ADLXsy4El3TBN9OOfdtZyjPznEl69tguQoHgh7ubZKRg7LrFwq6IF8sPgGH9aSj_16kkDMXqu1MBYEvQdMlbwCwt6PL7jaDDh3EbEQcUJQ/s72-c/Notes+-+Page+1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-1440201692004414996</id><published>2014-06-18T05:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2014-06-18T08:25:58.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>User </title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;
Tainted lips&lt;br /&gt;
Web of lies&lt;br /&gt;
Open mouth&lt;br /&gt;
Out come flies&lt;/div&gt;
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Dark thoughts&lt;br /&gt;
No light within&lt;br /&gt;
The sickness&lt;br /&gt;
Is gin&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Then it&#39;s &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFTWARE_mark&quot; ginger_software_uiphraseguid=&quot;97c53baa-dead-4838-ba88-c9771263ec67&quot; id=&quot;5ae65dd0-5b05-4fe0-abfb-d3ae98d05918&quot;&gt;sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Cheating heart&lt;br /&gt;
Bleeding mind&lt;br /&gt;
Stupid and dumb&lt;br /&gt;
All at the same time&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;
The game is played&lt;br /&gt;
Essence is weak&lt;br /&gt;
Does stuff like the Jones&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
Follows like a sheep&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/1440201692004414996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/06/user.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/1440201692004414996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/1440201692004414996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/06/user.html' title='User '/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07252396385571829718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-5878384851790894833</id><published>2014-06-17T06:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2014-06-17T06:49:52.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remind Myself</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I have to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;
I no longer have to deal&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I have to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;
That&#39;s not my trouble &lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I have to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;
I am free from the pain&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I have to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;
That&#39;s not my problem &lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I have to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;
I am stronger&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I have to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;
I am wiser&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I have to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;
I came through the storm&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I have to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;
I am happier&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I have to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;
I am pure love&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I have to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;
I am a spiritual being&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I have to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t lose anything I gained everything&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
© 2014 ZETAZEN</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/5878384851790894833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/06/remind-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/5878384851790894833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/5878384851790894833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2014/06/remind-myself.html' title='Remind Myself'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-6775780585738174743</id><published>2014-03-24T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2014-03-24T18:07:01.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old To New</title><content type='html'>Caught up in the...confusion&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s an illusion&lt;br /&gt;
It isn&#39;t real&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s borrowed, stolen time&lt;br /&gt;
Wish I get back what I thought was mine&lt;br /&gt;
It wouldn&#39;t be the same&lt;br /&gt;
You can never regain&lt;br /&gt;
The past&lt;br /&gt;
It was a moment for it to last&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s okay now&lt;br /&gt;
Moving on my way now&lt;br /&gt;
See the future bright ahead of me now&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m living in the power of now&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Got a new vibe&lt;br /&gt;
About to show my vibration&lt;br /&gt;
Set my frequency&lt;br /&gt;
To being the best I can be&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m on my way&lt;br /&gt;
Shining like the sun&lt;br /&gt;
I am free&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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You met me&lt;br /&gt;
But now I don&#39;t understand&lt;br /&gt;
Where we should be&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I decided to like you&lt;br /&gt;
You decided to like me&lt;br /&gt;
I was taking a chance&lt;br /&gt;
A chance I didn&#39;t know existed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Talk is small&lt;br /&gt;
After talk was big&lt;br /&gt;
Now talk is gone&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m moving on&lt;br /&gt;
It was fun&lt;br /&gt;
It was a bridge&lt;br /&gt;
Other side here I come&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: black; color: #cccccc; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.796875px;&quot;&gt;© 2013 ZETAZEN&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/7830928999564697322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2013/10/bridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/7830928999564697322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/7830928999564697322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2013/10/bridge.html' title='Bridge'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-878072843913965986</id><published>2013-05-05T00:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-05T00:27:27.258-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Forward</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m done. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/878072843913965986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2013/05/moving-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/878072843913965986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/878072843913965986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2013/05/moving-forward.html' title='Moving Forward'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-4794282685527730676</id><published>2013-05-03T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-04T08:38:06.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember</title><content type='html'>Time has passed&lt;br /&gt;
Days have gone&lt;br /&gt;
My love for you remains strong&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Deep within my soulI feel a warmth... A glow&lt;br /&gt;
I want to let it shine&lt;br /&gt;
But my heart isn&#39;t whole&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I miss our talks&lt;br /&gt;
Our trips, our walks&lt;br /&gt;
The flowers, the cards, the gifts&lt;br /&gt;
Time we shared and what not&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I look at what&#39;s left and I reminisce&lt;br /&gt;
What we could have become if this didn&#39;t end&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I see your face in all that I do&lt;br /&gt;
This is my truth&lt;br /&gt;
As I remember what we use to do&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;© 2013 ZETAZEN </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/4794282685527730676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2013/05/i-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/4794282685527730676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/4794282685527730676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2013/05/i-remember.html' title='I remember'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-3287490301599471114</id><published>2013-04-22T13:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-04-22T13:01:41.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ZETAZEN&#39;s Poetry Spot</title><content type='html'>This was my very first blog...but I shut it down and moved it to my main website.  

Now I&#39;ve decided to rededicate this space to my poetry. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/3287490301599471114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2013/04/zetazens-poetry-spot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/3287490301599471114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/3287490301599471114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2013/04/zetazens-poetry-spot.html' title='ZETAZEN&#39;s Poetry Spot'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-4778624510844731986</id><published>2013-04-22T12:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-04-22T12:10:42.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating Websites</title><content type='html'>Re-doing domain set ups for my websites.

http://www.michellescarey.com main website.  No longer Tumblr.

http://www.zetazen.com is a poetry blog.  Is now here.

http://www.chellecarey.com is Tumblr.  New domain.

http://www.michellesweenycarey.com is the same.

 

Thanks for your patience as my web team works this out.

 

</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/4778624510844731986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2013/04/updating-websites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/4778624510844731986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/4778624510844731986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2013/04/updating-websites.html' title='Updating Websites'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-7987085295572576571</id><published>2009-02-04T19:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:04:21.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What&#39;s up with all this calling?</title><content type='html'>He called again today. We had a nice conversation. lol OMG that man makes smile... STILL. I&#39;ve got to get over this. I have a BF! Damn, did I just have to remind myself. It&#39;s not about sex. I don&#39;t even want to have sex with the ex. Only because I&#39;m loving what my BF is supplying....but my ex is in my mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to end. I&#39;ve moved on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*singing* Keep on moving....don&#39;t stop nooooo....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/7987085295572576571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/whats-up-with-all-this-calling.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/7987085295572576571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/7987085295572576571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/whats-up-with-all-this-calling.html' title='What&#39;s up with all this calling?'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-6146174822328375817</id><published>2009-02-04T06:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T06:48:36.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 hours late</title><content type='html'>The kids school is opening two hours late. But what&#39;s the point of me driving all the way to work at 11am? Just for me to turn around at 3:30pm to come back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to work from home more often. It would make my life easier.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/6146174822328375817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/2-hours-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/6146174822328375817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/6146174822328375817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/2-hours-late.html' title='2 hours late'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-1306445305265766996</id><published>2009-02-03T17:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:49:14.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplistically Complicated</title><content type='html'>Yes, that would be me. One moment I&#39;m simplistic...another moment I am complicated. lol hmmm that is me all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I received an enlightening phone call from my ex...I love it when he makes me laugh. It&#39;s those moments I care about him the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? What did I just say?  When I care about him the most.... Huh? WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{enter sound effect} SLAP! WAKE THE FAWK UP CHICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality hits. We are not together. grrrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that&#39;s right I have a BF. LMAO :-) The one I don&#39;t call. The one I haven&#39;t spoken to since LAST Friday...no wait Saturday afternoon. Hey wait a minute...something&#39;s missing here....hell, he hasn&#39;t called me either. LMAOOOOOO Do I care? Naaaaaahhhh....I guess I&#39;ll call him tonight...then again I probably won&#39;t. I care about my BF. I do. I wish no harm to him. I don&#39;t pressure him. He doesn&#39;t pressure me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with my ex...I NEVER would have allowed him to get away without calling me at least every other day. I&#39;d be miffed if my ex didn&#39;t call me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want some real talk from him. I just want him to say what he&#39;s never been able to say to me all these years...the truth. Real talk. Not that everyday bullshit, but the &quot;I want to open my soul&quot; to you kinda words. I just want him to give me credit for the patience and understanding I&#39;ve exercised over the last 6 1/2 years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn&#39;t mean we&#39;d get back together, it just means I want to hear his soul.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/1306445305265766996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/simplistically-complicated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/1306445305265766996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/1306445305265766996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/simplistically-complicated.html' title='Simplistically Complicated'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-8573656291696590318</id><published>2009-02-03T06:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:06:37.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 things about me requested by mUdd...</title><content type='html'>And old friend of mine from the Russ Parr Message Board tagged me to tell 7 interesting things about myself....I posted this on his blog [http://seeyouin1984.com/] originally, but I decided to do a cut n paste for my own blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I&#39;ve also taken the time after some reflection to add some more information.  (see section where it says EDIT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZETAZEN Says:&lt;br /&gt;January 29th, 2009 at 11:17 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am a writer. I write screenplays and poetry. I’d really like to get my break into Hollywood writing industry. I have written three screenplays thus far and I have a keen TV pilot stuck in my dome. It’s a tough business. I even went back to school to receive my third master degree in Creative Writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Although, I am a mother of two daughters ages 11 and 6, I really don’t like kids that much. lol I really don’t like doing first grade homework. My children are 5 years apart, so I’m looking forward to when my youngest one is 10 years old. I think that’s when I’ll appreciate them more…but guess what I love babies up until 2 years old. lol Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My boyfriend is white and he’s 10 years my junior. I care him about deeply, but I think on some days I miss my ex-boyfriend. He and I are still friends. I met him on RPMB and he caused a lot of unnecessary and useless drama with all this womanizing ways. Now why would I miss that? I don’t miss the drama, I miss the closeness we shared, when he was being him and not some internet whore lover. Doesn’t matter, I’ve moved on. *I think* lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit// 2/3/09 I&#39;ve now decided I don&#39;t want to be friends with him anymore (my ex). Being friends with him serves me no purpose. Our relationship/friendship is emotionally crippling. I feel like he and I are sitting in this dingy in the middle of the ocean. I look him and see that he&#39;s not trying to save us, but save himself. I see another dingy. So I jump ship. Swim out to this other boat and I feel that I&#39;m rescued. And as I begin to drift away from him, I noticed that my new &quot;savior&quot; was just my interim boat to the one in the distance. But I call out to him, my ex, as we drift further apart, but the response I hear is shallow and faint. I turn my back as my new &quot;savior&quot; attempts to bring me to safety. In the far distance, I see an empty dingy...that&#39;s were I want to be until the right &quot;savior&quot; comes along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I’m addicted to the internet. I DVR my favorite shows and rarely does my TV come on during the week because I’m on the computer. I have two working Sony Vaio laptops in my bedroom. Don’t ask me why because I don’t know. I have different purposes for each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I just turned 38 on January 21 and I’ve never been married. Sometimes that bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I just turned 38 on January 21 and I’ve never been married. Sometimes I’m strangely happy about that. I live my life and I don’t have to compromise about anything to anyone for any reason. I spend, I save, I sleep in the middle of my bed and I HAVE TOTAL CONTROL OVER THE REMOTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am complicated.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/8573656291696590318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/7-things-about-me-requested-by-mudd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/8573656291696590318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/8573656291696590318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/7-things-about-me-requested-by-mudd.html' title='7 things about me requested by mUdd...'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-8322410652811695697</id><published>2009-02-03T06:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T06:17:21.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how to be a twitter power user!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height=&#39;350&#39; width=&#39;425&#39;&gt;&lt;param value=&#39;http://youtube.com/v/BIYfcUf1yEM&#39; name=&#39;movie&#39;/&gt;&lt;embed height=&#39;350&#39; width=&#39;425&#39; type=&#39;application/x-shockwave-flash&#39; src=&#39;http://youtube.com/v/BIYfcUf1yEM&#39;/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Found this video very interesting regarding Twitter and how to use it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/8322410652811695697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/how-to-be-twitter-power-user.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/8322410652811695697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/8322410652811695697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/how-to-be-twitter-power-user.html' title='how to be a twitter power user!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7216617.post-1924489556634156034</id><published>2009-02-02T08:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:48:23.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m feeling very bitter this morning.  Feeling some anxiety.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.zetazen.com/feeds/1924489556634156034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/bitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/1924489556634156034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7216617/posts/default/1924489556634156034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.zetazen.com/2009/02/bitter.html' title='Bitter'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11801213046998344511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>