<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="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" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 09 Sep 2024 20:47:40 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>There is No Box</title><description></description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-4114194175014769079</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2015 20:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-03-27T14:59:17.136-07:00</atom:updated><title>i Stand With Survivors #TheresNoPerfectVictim #EndCampusRape </title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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 Survivors of sexual assault are often times accused of lying if they 
fail to follow particular procedures in a timely manner after they&#39;ve 
been raped. We have seen this time and time again. I&#39;m referring to 
those rape claims where a survivor is doubted and scrutinized if their 
actions don&#39;t fit the criteria of rational behavior. When a survivors 
story doesn&#39;t seem to add up or if law enforcement isn&#39;t contacted 
immediately the red flags are thrown. S&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;everal
 investigations have ended prematurely once a victim fails to remember 
specifics or if an attempt to contact the accused is discovered. 
Intimate partner violence is rarely considered especially when survivors
 contact the accused to gain closure afterwards. The truth is most 
survivors don&#39;t remember details or behave in a manner that most would 
perceive as logical. You know why? Well it&#39;s probably because they were 
raped, violated, traumatized. Are people regularly trained to handle the
 psychological effects of sexual assault? No they&#39;re not and they 
shouldn&#39;t be. It is not the survivors responsibility to equip themselves
 so they can be &quot;The Perfect Victim&quot; Sexual assault is a traumatic 
experience that leaves a person disoriented, shocked, repulsed, unable 
to trust and left searching for answers at times. they may prefer to be 
alone or forget that it happened so their mind can recover from the 
nightmare. Has it ever crossed your mind that survivors may need time to
 heal. The mind and body are connected in a manner that leaves a victim 
disoriented after a violation of this magnitude occurs. facts are 
distorted, the order of events changes but some parts are clear as day. 
None of this seems rational but then again it shouldn&#39;t be. That&#39;s why 
it is necessary for people to remove any expectations of how survivors 
should feel, act, or what they should do. When you set these types of 
expectations responsibility is being placed on the victim instead of 
those who violated them. Instead, look at the person who is being 
accused of raping another human being if you wish to focus on irrational
 behavior or analyze ones psychological state. Rape is far from rational
 so why would anyone expect the victim to behave in a rational manner?? 
makes no sense. Rape is far from perfect which is why this expectation 
of a perfect victim is insane and until you realize this, you are part 
of the problem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;visit &lt;a href=&quot;http://facebook.com/theresnoperfectvictim&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;TheresNoPerfectVictim&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;+ &lt;a href=&quot;http://facebook.com/istandwithjackie&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;iStandWithJackie&lt;/a&gt; both facebook pages i created which were inspired by twitter campaigns to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://twitter.com/hashtag/EndCampusRape?src=hash&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;#EndCampusRape&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; along with addressing the prevalence of sexual violence &amp;amp; intimate partner violence in our culture. Special thanks to &lt;a href=&quot;http://wagatwe.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Wagatwe Sara Wanjuki&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href=&quot;http://juliezeilinger.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Julie Zeilinger&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;creators of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_58cm&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_58cm&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_58cm&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_58cm&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_58cm&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://twitter.com/hashtag/TheresNoPerfectVictim?src=hash&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;#TheresNoPerfectVictim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hashtag for targeting this &quot;Perfect Victim&quot; narrative&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2015/03/i-stand-with-survivors.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-120308933118270371</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jan 2014 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-03-23T10:31:19.047-07:00</atom:updated><title>Justice 4 Daisy</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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The lives of Daisy &amp;amp; Paige, two childhood friends from Maryville Missouri were forever changed after one evening in January &amp;nbsp;of 2012. The girls were invited to the home of Matthew Barnett, a senior student at Maryville high school. While Daisy &amp;amp; Paige planned on spending a fun evening at a party Matthew &amp;amp; his friend had alterior motives. The two boys served these young girls alcoholic beverages until they were severely intoxicated. Afterwards Matthew forced his will onto Daisy who was practically unconscious and proceeded to rape her while his friend sexually assaulted Paige. Matthew &amp;amp; his friend decided to videotape this act of terrorism so they could show it off to their friends later on. Rapists are indeed terrorists of misogyny that contribute to a culture of violence towards women. Daisy panicked as she awoke the following morning unable to understand what just happened. Her legs were frozen, teeth chattering, anxiety building up by the second as her mind raced. She was being asked what had happened but couldn&#39;t make sense of it herself at that moment. Daisy Coleman had been unconscious on her front lawn for hours after Matthew &amp;amp; his friend dumped Daisy&#39;s body there. They left Daisy outside with no shoes on in 20 degree weather &amp;amp; took off quickly so nobody would see them drop her off. &lt;br /&gt;
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Fast forward to March of 2012 when sexual assault charges against the two boys were dropped due to lack of evidence. &lt;br /&gt;
This response by local law enforcement sparked &lt;a href=&quot;https://twitter.com/hashtag/OpMaryville?src=hash&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;#OpMaryville&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;which was launched a year and a half later. Activists from all over the nation fought for Daisy &amp;amp; Paige. A whirl wind of support began growing on social media which eventually led to the rally held on October 2013 in Maryville. This event prompted a follow up review of the case which concluded that the initial investigation was improperly conducted and both girls had indeed been raped. &lt;br /&gt;
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Anticipation grew over the next few months as people patiently waited until January of 2014. The shocking verdict was another example of how poorly sexual assault cases are handled by our justice system. Matthew Barnett plead guilty to a misdemeanor child endangerment charge which resulted in a mild sentence of only two years probation, 100 hours of community service &amp;amp; an insincere apology. oh i&#39;m sorry, my bad, an apology to the victims. (eyes rolling)&lt;br /&gt;
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Matthew Barnett will not serve a single day in jail for the rape of Daisy Coleman. The terrorist that raped a girl who was unable to speak and abandoned her body in the snow will walk freely.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large; letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;We will create a public forum where you can gather in support of Daisy &amp;amp; contribute experiences that relate to her situation. We will continue to hold rally after rally until progress is made. We also urge schools to begin offering free courses for parents of high school students. Courses designed on on how to teach their boys specifics of what consent means. A prime example would be an emphasis on how Consent changes from moment to moment. So, even if she suggests that she may want to have sex later in the evening that doesn&#39;t guarantee an open invitation. Her body is not the property of a man just because she is being flirtatious earlier in the evening. This may all seem like common sense but guess what. Some people don&#39;t understand this concept. Hence, rape culture will prevail unless young people are educated on these issues. I Am SERIOUS. EVERYBODY WHO IS IN THE VICINITY OF OTHER HUMAN BEINGS NEEDS TO KNOW THIS SHIT!!! There is a major problem when society focuses more on protecting their daughters than it does on teaching their sons how to behave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large; letter-spacing: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://twitter.com/search?q=%23justice4daisy&amp;amp;src=tyah&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;#Justice4Daisy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; #Justice4Paige is not over.&amp;nbsp;Let nodaway county officials know how we feel about the current situation. we all have a voice to to contribute so let them hear our words. What happened to Daisy will not be accepted and discarded into a cabinet with thousands of other numbered files. if we walk away from this it&#39;ll be just another incident swept under the rug.&amp;nbsp; every person involved will help create a future where rape culture is nonexistent. We need to be louder than those who shift blame from rapists to survivors. tolerate no more!!! when it comes to acts of sexual abuse/rape we must Tolerate Nothing. We have the power to raise our voices so they chime loudly into the ears of those who influence laws and mandatory rape sentences. We must act and accept nothing less. nothing less than what the beautiful minds and souls of our fellow humans deserve. Tolerate NO MORE!!! Follow &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/opnodaway&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;OpNodaway&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on twitter to stay updated on future rallies/twitterstorms and feel free to contribute your own thoughts/ideas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2014/02/justice-4-daisy_26.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-122755926980434709</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Dec 2013 19:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-01-07T15:23:01.225-08:00</atom:updated><title>Kill Rape Culture </title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Once upon a time a man named Mr Smith asked his twitter followers this question: &quot;If you had a daughter and she was going out to a party with guys drinking would you let her go out looking like a slut?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
At first I rolled my eyes unsurprised by Mr Smith&#39;s ignorance which seems to be prevalent throughout our society.&amp;nbsp; I wasn&#39;t even going to bother but then decided to respond to Mr Smith&#39;s question with.....&lt;br /&gt;
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Well Mr Smith heres the thing,&lt;br /&gt;
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If the next generation has sons who are as repulsed by rape as they should be then you won&#39;t need to worry about their daughters appearance.&amp;nbsp; Hell, if we just make our generation shift the blame from the victim to the perpetrator and recognize rape as an act of violence rather than a natural hazard we won&#39;t even notice clothing. &lt;br /&gt;
So the question becomes, If you had a son who was going to a party where girls were drinking, would you let him go knowing he had the ability to touch someones daughter without her consent?&lt;br /&gt;
You should focus on raising a son who can handle himself properly regardless of the girls attire or lack there of. Then parents won&#39;t have to worry about what their daughter wears because sons who rape will no longer exist.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Mr Smith replies: &quot;Oh but they do exist &amp;amp; they&#39;re at those parties&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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Me: Well, THATS the problem. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2013/12/kill-rape-culture.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-4601794570373417867</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 02:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-06-25T18:06:49.181-07:00</atom:updated><title>La Rage oV Jane Doe</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Pass a microphone to the voiceless then amplify the sound.&amp;nbsp; Every word that&#39;s released begins to shake the ground. richtor scale on overload, spreading throughout the nation. Predators run for cover on a permanent vacation. She holds back tears while revealing her story. Pumping fists in the air, unleashing her fury. Now the streets become filled with voices that refuse to be silenced..... branding their marks on the backs of those who attempted to conceal the violence. This is not just a news story, it&#39;s the story of Jane Doe. She now  possesses the megaphone.... the entire city is about to blow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;the Voices oV Jane Does everywhere will no longer be silenced. They will be heard, by any means necessary. La Rage is a music video that depicts the intensity that was felt while I wrote the words above.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;the jane doe choir&quot; below was edited by myself. these are random clips from &quot;occupy steubenville&quot;&amp;nbsp; with&amp;nbsp;music by Muse &amp;amp; the shins&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2013/06/la-rage-ov-jane-doe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-5346620043481854837</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jun 2013 03:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-01T20:05:05.373-07:00</atom:updated><title>bonfire party while the piano plays....  </title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
this isn&#39;t an intro, it&#39;s the finale.&amp;nbsp; fuck it, it&#39;s both.&amp;nbsp; runnin through the valley... lighting up every pile of sticks on the terrain. bonfire party, this shit&#39;ll be insane.... your presence will activate your invitation. and take these tourists for an adventure, fuck their guidebook filled vacation. they&#39;re hoping those pages&amp;nbsp;fulfill their darkest fantasies without disrupting the flow of their current reality.... but this volcano has been building up for a long time.....&amp;nbsp; i hear the melody of the piano keys fighting frantically, waiting for your rhyme.........&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2013/06/bonfire-party-while-piano-plays.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-7226993021266874650</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2013 02:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-14T19:56:28.053-07:00</atom:updated><title>Kool Story Bro, but your priorities are a bit tilted (OccupySteubenville)</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;I recently stumbled upon Lee Stranahan&#39;s post on&amp;nbsp;wordpress which he entitled &quot;Steubenville Rape Case: Everything You Know is Wrong&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i read through his article &amp;amp; viewed a few responses from his supporters. you can find his piece by clicking &quot;Lee Stranahan&#39;s post&quot; below &amp;amp; my response to his piece can be found once/if he ever approves it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELOW IS MY RESPONSE TO&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://stranahaninexile.wordpress.com/2013/01/14/steubenville-rape-case-everything-you-know-is-wrong/comment-page-1/#comment-698&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Lee Stranahan&#39;s post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Steubenville is so corrupt that no justice is possible.&quot; is what Lee Stranahan listed as the number one headline used by Occupy Steubenville supporters, Anonymous, and Knight Sec&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve spent a considerable amount of my time &amp;amp; focus on occupy steubenville and have never heard this line phrased in this exact manner. Stranahan has created a list of sayings which you may have seen in his article, that he feels represent what Occupy Steaubenville is attempting to communicate. Maybe one or two individuals quoted those exact words but it&#39;s ludicrous to categorize thousands of people based on what is said by a few. However, i have heard lines such as, &quot;Law enforcement in Steubenville is affected by corruption&quot; &quot;Jane Doe is not receiving the support she deserves after being brutally raped&quot; &quot;The sheriff has not given this matter the attention it deserves&quot;. Seriously speaking, that last one is not only true of steubenville or football players or the swim team for that matter. It is true regarding rape culture throughout the entire nation. The current laws governing all forms of sexual assault are far too lenient. I have seen adults over the age of 25 with multiple sexual assault offenses under their belt, walk out of jail after only two years. this my friend is bigger than steubenville, this particular case was simply the straw that broke the camels back. Yes, this truly is a battle but not one against patriotism or conservatism or football. This is a battle against rape culture, the attitudes about rape, the ignorant ideologies held by many, lenient attitudes/laws/jokes regarding incidences of rape. We have to start somewhere and we cannot lose this battle because if that happens then we all lose, unless you&#39;re a rapist of course. Whether you realize it or not we&#39;re all affected by the views that society holds regarding sex, the treatment of women, etc. . Also, i&#39;ve noticed that Stranahan &amp;amp; others alike have associated Anonymous and other supporters of occupy steubenville as being avid protestors against sports in general especially football. Football and sports in general is definitely not the issue. That is simply an excuse to steer focus away from the issue at hand &amp;amp; turn it into a pro sport vs anti sport battle. I myself have played and enjoyed watching sports my whole life. I love sports so by generalizing everyone stating that none of us enjoy sports or have pride for our country is completely untrue. Ive played soccer my entire life, basketball for a few years &amp;amp; loved all of the Philadelphia Eages and NY Jets games Ive attended dating back to Randall Cunningham along with the lineup of authentic nfl jerseys I&#39;ve collected throughout the years. During my cross country trips in 2005 - 2007 I made it a point to stop off in Texas for a few days just so I could catch the Friday night extravaganzas held in various small towns. Communities who were ignited with enthusiasm for the game &amp;amp; I loved it. yes i did &amp;amp; believe it or not, I&#39;m Anonymous. I realize that folks who think like Stranahan may view this as shocking but that&#39;s part of the problem. A culture of generalizations, prejudices, attitudes toward an entire group of people that are simply untrue in many instances. All of these elements are connected and Anonymous is simply making efforts, out of our own free time, without pay, to creating change especially with this Occupy movement in ohio. Stranahan has chosen to take the low road on several occasions throughout his relentless efforts in exposing every minute error made by knight sec, a group of people who simply want justice for this 16 year old girl. Stranahan has dedicated air time discussing &amp;amp; analyzing every flaw he believes knight sec has made. the bottom line, whether the info gathered on the rape crew was 85%, 95%, or 100% accurate, these findings were gathered through the investigative work of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.twitter.com/search?q=%23OccupySteubenville&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;#OccupySteubenville&lt;/a&gt;, not the police department. The steubenville police department failed to continue all investigations against the rapists and those involved in the rape of Jane Doe&lt;br /&gt;Now, We all make errors, nobody is perfect &amp;amp; no system is perfect as im sure Stranahan and his supporters are aware of. So, i ask Stranahan, why focus on the few errors Knight Sec may have made. Why not focus on the crowd of folks who were united by love? A group of thousands who endured frigid temperatures for the hours spent gathered outside the courthouse, in support of Jane Doe; not because it was their job to do so but because they wanted to. We will Bring justice to Jane Doe, it may take awhile, they&#39;re will be obstacles along the way but it will happen, it must happen. We are doing this to destroy a rape culture mentallity that has&amp;nbsp; infected our universe for far too long ! it starts with a small town in the midwest and it will spread.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2013/01/kool-story-bro-but-youre-priorities-are.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-2316924415620795317</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2013 05:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-28T21:58:11.291-08:00</atom:updated><title>Silvia (Part 2)</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Who is this Silvia person this guy keeps mentioning. she must be tres sheik with a dash of freak, in the way she laughs when there is no joke. the Girl is into yoga so she will not toke.. a simple girl who is faithful with a side of danger. She dances as she walks &amp;amp; will even smile at a stranger. Pilates style movements at any given time.. She speaks without saying a word, more effectively than a Mime. The Shadows on the Wall mirror her flow of grace. &amp;nbsp;white walls feel emotion as the world opens its doors. only to disappear without a trace. &amp;nbsp;a sequel of her dancing soul will be painted when winged creatures sing their wake up song. the concert continues. consistent as the Break of Dawn. &amp;nbsp;The kiss &amp;nbsp;of her harmonious melody sends my body into a trance as Her song fills my mind long before we even meet . &amp;nbsp;She&#39;s the one that makes my heart sweat. &amp;nbsp;the one that&#39;d make me grip the handle bars tight, butterflies in my stomach all through the night... , my heart pumps, skin sweats, i no longer can resist..... Once we both feel the flow its on like donkey kong, from Halloween to Christmas. She&#39;s &amp;nbsp;like a drug that lasts forever &amp;amp; I have a limitless supply. &amp;nbsp;Just think about her for a moment and her presence stops by.... I&#39;m fascinated like curious George by how her mind works and why. Girl&#39;s just wanna have fun, maybe she&#39;s the same girl who cyndi lauper used to play. &amp;nbsp;that type of woman who is, &quot;hey girl all day.&quot; &amp;nbsp;so if i met her this way then i&#39;d like to stay.... let&#39;s just roll down the hill like in the story Jack and Jill... but a remix where there is no crown, &amp;amp; we just laugh at whoever tumbles all the way down... &amp;nbsp; Then the probability of chemistry would be 99%, &amp;nbsp;because nothing is for sure, except for Mimes who don&#39;t speak and the 1st of the month rent. &amp;nbsp;A clown in front of the mirror when she&#39;s getting ready with her friends, &amp;nbsp;for no reason... Fuck the Dating Game, its time for Silvia, this is a Hey Girl season. &amp;nbsp;Her laugh &amp;amp; smiles just burst &amp;amp; alwayz come first, the body comes later.. that&#39;s how we both want it, our forbidden flavor. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m done for now but this rhyme is far from the end.... &amp;nbsp;Silvia is on my hit list, my goddess, my love, and my new best friend....... &amp;nbsp;kick that shit Dre... &amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2013/01/silvia-part-2_2535.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-3773487040321435918</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2012 20:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2023-10-22T13:02:21.481-07:00</atom:updated><title>We Feel Nothing, We Feel Everything</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #eeeeee;&quot;&gt;The kiss of a harmonious melody 
sends my body into a trance as the flute touches your lips. Her song 
fills my mind long before we meet, wind touches my cheeks with her kiss.&amp;nbsp; the song plays again as she brushes by,&amp;nbsp; this time its louder, clearer, somewhat soothing actually...... the space connecting that moment to the rest of this story is yet to be told because i don&#39;t know it all.............&amp;nbsp; her eyes are an entrance to a world far beyond anything you can possibly imagine.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m lead to a destination nobody has ever explored regardless of others who claim they&#39;ve been there.&amp;nbsp; Yes, in the physical sense, but not in this way, maybe with someone else someday. Our words form sentences that add to laughs, laughs of joy, laughs of ecstasy, laughs that make us light headed, unable to move, but eager to jump in at anytime.&amp;nbsp; these feelings drift through the air. we&#39;re so close, closer than anyone has ever been before yet our bodies feel numb,&amp;nbsp; so distant and close at the same time. A break in the moment is what it may appear to be but the moment is still alive; the moment never faded, instead it has escalated; ready to ignite at anytime, easily triggered by the slightest spark that follows. She rolls over playfully and as our eyes connect; i enter her. I feel as if i am but im really not, but i am. All of a sudden the events leading up to this moment collide, consume us, and the moment takes over, playing its own song.&amp;nbsp; The melody is unfamiliar to us but its presence is overwhelmingly irresistable.&amp;nbsp; My mind replays every touch, every movement, every moment we shared up until this point as if i were viewing a slideshow.&amp;nbsp; the images displayed in my head flow along with the movement of our bodies building up to a point where i can&#39;t quite remember what happens next.&amp;nbsp; The position of our bodies is unimportant because we are everywhere, the room is filled by the shadows we paint on the walls. there is no empty space for anything else to exist in this room.&amp;nbsp; we feel nothing, we feel everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2012/12/we-feel-nothing-we-feel-everything.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-4177302833170924097</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2012 04:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-15T11:43:23.110-07:00</atom:updated><title>You Design My Mind</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;Designer clothes, string bikinis, tight pants, some think sex appeal. high heels, fake attitude, looks that kill.. yeah thats okay, but i&#39;d rather go home and watch a movie... see, i prefer your natural flow because &amp;nbsp;thats what &amp;nbsp;moves me. yes its true i like a gal that sasses..... but i think it&#39;s hot when you wear overalls, ponytails &amp;amp; glasses. what&#39;s her name on Garden State, do you remember the movie?! thats not just a woman, thats a goddess, something revolutionary... &amp;nbsp;that&#39;s what makes me grip the handle bars tight, butterflies in my stomach all damn night... .. , my heart pumps, skin sweats, i no longer can resist..... Once we both feel the flow its &amp;nbsp;on from Halloween to Christmas. &amp;nbsp;once the new year hits passion escalates &amp;amp; never dies down..... mental &amp;gt; physical, that&#39;s where the ecstasy is found... &amp;nbsp;etch your fantasies into my mind, make love to it slowly, boldly, as you orchestrate my body... our statues move in synchronization. A trip that started with a simple kiss led to this unforgettable destination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2012/11/mental-high-allows-us-to-fly-id-make.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-8883149268326397190</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2012 05:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-16T13:52:05.907-08:00</atom:updated><title>I was looking for my puppy</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;Imagine a movie where a boy named Jack loses his puppy &amp;amp; sets off on an adventure to find it. Once upon a time a boy named Jack made it his mission to find his lost puppy. The dog was abused by the single parent Jack lived with and one morning the dog decided to run away from home. Jack gets into a fight with his parent &amp;amp; decides to leave as well so he can find his best friend, the puppy. He goes from town to town, city to city &amp;amp; after awhile his friends report him missing... So of course everyone from his town begins looking for him. &amp;nbsp;He avoids the police at all costs once he learns that they are looking for him &amp;nbsp;because he&#39;s dedicated to continuing his mission... He ends up going quite far &amp;amp; ends up sleeping at random peoples homes.. Jack&#39;s visit to each one of these homes is very short because once he &amp;nbsp;realizes &amp;nbsp;they&#39;re about to call the authorities, he heads out the window in the middle of the night. As time passes the plot of the movie changes from &quot;the puppy search&quot; to a wild and exciting adventure for Jack... He ends up in the ghetto where he finds shelter at a families home who understands his situation &amp;amp; takes him in. He learns how to fight &amp;amp; fend for himself but when the police catch on he leaves... The movie begins to shift gears and the audience slowly begins to forget about &quot;the puppy&quot; As his journey progresses he begins to meet so many new people. &amp;nbsp;Jack discovers his musical abilities at church where he finds a group of people that take him in, similar to the movie August Rush. &amp;nbsp;He is adopted &amp;amp; goes back to school. (details are still being worked out here folks, bear with me) the authorities catch up to him but his mentor finds a friend in another location who takes him in &amp;amp; home schools him.. His journey continues with a trip that extends all across the country as he grows up on the road.. &amp;nbsp;Jack&#39;s adventure begins to seem like the movie &amp;nbsp;&quot;Into the Wild&quot; where he gets acquainted with nature &amp;amp; lives in the mountains but unlike the main character in the movie &quot;into the Wild&quot; he survives &amp;amp; makes it out. He finds his way into the city life where the movie changes into a plot similar to the movie &quot;Limitless&quot; but a little bit more realistic. Once he starts to become successful He ends up meeting a girl that was part of the church group he was involved with earlier in this movie... &amp;nbsp;She &amp;nbsp;sang in the same choir &amp;nbsp;but they never really had a chance to get acquainted until now. They never spoke because his first day at the church coincidentally was her last, but it was still love at first sight for Jack.... Anyway, He ends up successful and making a name for himself in the city just like in the movie Limitless, except in this movie there is slightly more of a romantic connection between Jack and his girlfriend. Another similarity between this movie and Limitless is the final scene. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;they are sitting down for dinner at a Japanese restaurant except in this movie the scene ends with her asking him a question. Jill says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;I meant to ask what brought you this far, why did you even begin this adventure&quot; &amp;nbsp;So....... &amp;nbsp;Jack replies, &quot; Oh yeah, I was looking for my puppy&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2012/10/imagine-movie-where-boy-named-jack.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-6450654101596789495</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2012 02:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-10-25T11:32:57.328-07:00</atom:updated><title>Ghost Alive  </title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica;&quot;&gt;My fuel is the exploration and discovery of unchartered territory within myself, others, and the world that surrounds me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica;&quot;&gt;That&#39;s my High.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica;&quot;&gt;it&#39;s like a drug that lasts forever &amp;amp; i have a limitless supply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m fascinated like curious George by how it all works and why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica;&quot;&gt;the deeper i connect with the world around me, the clearer i will see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica;&quot;&gt;who you are and what you dream to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica;&quot;&gt;until then, let&#39;s walk and continue our journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica;&quot;&gt;whether by each others side or on opposite coasts of the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2012/09/ghost-alive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-1711251692272002902</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2012 16:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-05T09:17:21.531-07:00</atom:updated><title>What&#39;s the deal, Mitt?</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Gov. Romney’s position is clear: he opposes abortion except for cases of rape, incest and where the life of the mother is threatened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mr Romney, are you saying that you’re in support of the federal funding of an abortion for any woman who states she was raped? Well, if that’s what you’re saying then I’m a little bit more relieved. However, you’re still leaving the door wide open for politics to interfere with a woman making her own decisions on what she does with her body. So what I’ll do is shift gears for a moment while I write this by putting my opinions aside (We’ll see how long that lasts) and pretend that I agree with your stance on this issue. Lets focus specifically on the matter concerning a woman being raped and federally funded abortions. The statements you made on this matter fail to address all of the variables that exist in today’s society and here’s how. Your position on this matter may sound simple however we do not live in a simple world and your stance leaves a substantial amount of leverage for those who oppose abortion. Here’s what may happen if abortion laws coincided with your stance, Mitt. First off, there are those who will begin to question the validity of a victims rape claim. The investigation process would then become more involved in order to prove the specifics of what occurred in the bedroom that night. The questioning process would become heavily daunting for everyone involved. When I say everyone, I mean EVERYONE, including the victim. She already has to deal with the horrifying experience of being raped but now you’re throwing another obstacle on her plate here. She’d have to answer detailed questions about what happened while her body was being violated. Do you realize that this will only lead to the rape being replayed over and over again in her head. Don’t forget about the illegal abortions that take place by those willing to perform them at an extremely cheap cost. These abortions are dangerous and so are the locations in which they take place. However, some may seek out these options as alternative measures to being treated like a criminal. Treated like a criminal for not allowing another man to interrogate her mind the same way that rapist invaded her body. I sure hope you or anyone else who brings up this issue in the future realizes that being treated in the way I described above is unacceptable to say the least. So Mitt, how would you go about proving a woman was raped or would you just take her word for it. Either way, it is necessary for you to elaborate a bit more on how your stance affects the life of all women since you, your partner, and several of your supporters are the ones making this an issue. Jot down all of the what if’s that may arise if your beliefs became law. Then, create a solution to all those what if’s and share them with us. If you’re able to do that effectively then you’re a freaking genius. You can attempt that if you’d like or you can go the humane route and realize that women are the sole deciders of what happens to their own bodies. The amount of attention you or anyone else gives to this issue determines how important this issue if for you. Hence, the vague answer you gave in response to your stance on abortion just doesn’t cut it. &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2012/09/whats-deal-mitt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-6235030906980625009</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2012 22:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-07-27T15:23:16.934-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hollywood, I&#39;m A F&#39;inG prodigy.   (thats what she said)</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
August Rush, Finding Forrester, Good Will Hunting, Fresh, Bobby Fischer,
 Little Man Tate. All great movies but where are the movies with female 
prodigies? Films of this type seem to be nonexistent in the mainstream 
movie scene. So, Will the real directors please stand up, please stand 
up, please stand up &amp;amp; create a new flick... Think about it. There 
are so many movies that feature a young male out&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;cast.
 Now this particular individual im referring to may be a bit different 
than all the other kids, a little weird, not interested in mainstream 
social activities.. buuuuuut... at the same time that kid seems to be a 
prodigy of some sort. A boy genius. However, when a movie features a 
young female who is also a so called OUTCAST, a bit weird in comparison 
to her peers, etc....... that female isn&#39;t portrayed in the same manner.
 This female character most likely has the same level of potential , if 
not more, to be a prodigy. However, instead of focusing on a particular 
skill or talent this character may have, many of these movies are 
centered around how troubled she is... how she is wicked or how she has 
an eating disorder, how crazy she may be, or how she&#39;s troubled because 
of her sexual encounters at an early age. How does any of that have 
anything to do with the skills she possesses. Focusing on the latter 
would make the movie alot more interesting for the viewer &amp;amp; may even
 alter peoples perception about similar individuals they&#39;ve encountered 
in real life situations.. it seems to me that there are way too many 
hollywood filmakers emphasizing a &quot;glass is half empty&quot; message on one 
side while sending a &quot;glass is half full&quot; message on the other side.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;commentBody&quot; data-jsid=&quot;text&quot;&gt;There are films like Million Dollar Baby, Freedom Writers, and others where the lead role is a female who possesses unordinary skills. Also, in the movie August Rush which i mentioned above there is a&amp;nbsp; character named Lena played by Kerri Russell. In part of the film, you&#39;re able to get a taste of&amp;nbsp; Lena&#39;s magnificent voice. Yes, its true that there are films like this.&amp;nbsp; However, there is a distinct 
difference in the way Hollywood portrays the two genders at 
the adolescent &amp;amp; high school age level.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;commentBody&quot; data-jsid=&quot;text&quot;&gt;The entire cast, off camera and on camera, do a remarkable job&amp;nbsp; showing the audience that the main character isn&#39;t socially inept. Instead,&amp;nbsp; he&#39;s just
 special because of his genius mind or special gift.... The conclusion of these stories end with the characters respecting and admiring the star when initially they thought there was something wrong with him.&amp;nbsp; The viewers and characters may have originally seen an unruly outcast but soon realizes that he was 
just above average &amp;amp; needed to find his niche, thats all....  see, that&#39;s the message.  However, in certain roles 
such as  Elizabeth Olsen&#39;s character in Martha Marcy May Marlene the 
outcome is quite different.&amp;nbsp; This particular film demonstrates a very gifted young woman who has the mental 
capacity to deal with an unsurmountable level of adversity that would be unimaginable to most. However this movie ends with her being 
driven to a psychotic institution in the backseat of her sisters car.&amp;nbsp;  instead, the
 movie could have changed direction at some point after she arrived at her sisters house. Once she escaped the 
place where she had been abused she moved in with her sister. Afterwards, the sister and her husband began contemplating her removal from their home when they witnessed her odd behavior. The perfect time when her unique talent could have emerged was at this very point in the movie. This type of example is somewhat similar to the positive direction the movies above drifted into. Again, there may be thousands of positive examples of female prodigies but when it comes to the younger characters, high school aged and below, there is a vast difference in how the male is portrayed vs the female.&amp;nbsp; In conclusion, i say this: While Lindsay Lohan is labeled as bi-polar, Charlie Sheen is bi-winning.&amp;nbsp; Also,&amp;nbsp; Hollywood:&amp;nbsp; im not a slut, im not an anorexic bitch, im not a tease, and im not troubled.&amp;nbsp; Im quite the opposite if you only took the time to get to know me.. Im not any of the names you just called me, instead, I&#39;m a F&#39;inG Prodigy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;commentBody&quot; data-jsid=&quot;text&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2012/07/hollywood-im-fing-prodigy-thats-what.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-942912331353068752</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2012 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-07-13T08:43:38.740-07:00</atom:updated><title>I&#39;ll just leave it AS IS....</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve always been this way to a degree but i recently discovered how much i really FEEL another persons emotions at certain times.&amp;nbsp; what i mean is,  
there have been a number of situations where i would witness someone who may be distressed, crying, emotional about a particular issue, etc.. i may not necessarily even know 
them at all, but i&#39;d really feel that person and sometimes think... 
damn, i wish there was something i could do.  i know this may sound odd 
but that&#39;s how i am. One 
example of this took place a couple of weeks ago. I&#39;ll leave the name of the locations of the establishments i was in out of this blog. Anyway i was at a restaurant ordering some food, drinks, etc,&amp;nbsp; and i saw 
this woman who i  was very attracted too but a few minutes later this guy she 
knew, who she obviously liked,  had his arms around her..  anyway, i had left
to go to another restaurant down the road. When I came back about an hour later to retrieve the cell phone i thought i
 misplaced, i decided to get one more drink.&amp;nbsp;  thats when i heard 
someone crying. it was the same woman from before but she was crying in the 
bar stool right next to me. The guys that were hanging out with her and her friends had left the place.&amp;nbsp; Seated beside me was her and the 3 female friends she was originally with.&amp;nbsp;  i heard her cry and she kept saying,
 &quot;why do guys have to be that way, i don&#39;t get it, im such a nice 
person, why do they treat me that way&quot;  (while she was crying 
hysterically)   i literally felt like i was going to burst... i can&#39;t 
possibly tell you how much emotion was running through my body at that 
moment... i myself, wanted to cry out of frustration and the sadness i felt for her was intense.&amp;nbsp;  i was without a voice. i only wish i
 was a woman at that moment so i could give her advice and then she 
might listen and walk away feeling better. Not to say that i&#39;d have the answer but at least i could talk to her and maybe she&#39;d feel comfortable and listen.&amp;nbsp; Maybe if she saw that a complete stranger cared she&#39;d think differently, maybe it would at least put a smile on her face. However, im not a woman, im a man so i 
was voiceless... i continued to listen to them as they talked and felt every bit of emotion that she felt while she cried...&amp;nbsp; i walked to the 
restroom shortly afterwards and passed&amp;nbsp; by a small group of 3 guys who were laughing. They continued laughing &amp;amp; making jokes
 to each other about the girl crying. As they laughed one of them looked at his 
friend and said &quot;i know why that guy didn&#39;t tap that ass, that girl has more 
veins in her legs than a heroin addict has on his arms&quot;  and they 
laughed........ Another mentioned her crooked nose and&amp;nbsp; i don&#39;t want to mention the rest of their conversation.&amp;nbsp; Anyway,&amp;nbsp; as i headed back out of the restroom my level of 
emotion escalated.&amp;nbsp; What i discovered as i went to sit back down in my seat made me even more inflamed ....Low and behold, tbe 3 guys who were cracking jokes were now sitting with the 
women, chatting away. The guy who called her an ugly veiny heroin looking freak 
ended up with her phone number...... An intense mix of emotions filled me but as i walked out of there those intense emotions had turned into something else..&amp;nbsp; I felt nothing. I was completely shocked, and for that moment.  i 
lost faith in the world.... As crazy as it sounds was one of   those moments that made me feel more confused than ever. i should end this on a positive note or with something that will leave the reader feeling inspired, but instead, i&#39;ll just leave it as is...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2012/07/ill-just-leave-it-as-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-5150649945820337301</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2012 22:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-15T11:44:15.401-07:00</atom:updated><title>Love is the Headline</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #eeeeee;&quot;&gt;There are certain things nobody should tolerate in a relationship. There
 are certain key factors that should exist for the relationship to be a 
successful and fulfilling one for both individuals. However, is it 
really necessary to follow a guide or a set of rules per say? &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t 
believe so. If you truly find Love then the person you&#39;re with will 
respect you and you will respect them instinctively. True Love is the 
only rule and will provide both love and respect. You can find someone 
who fits your definition of the ideal person, has common interests, 
shares similar beliefs and respects you but that doesn&#39;t mean they are 
your true love. However, if the person you&#39;re with is your true love 
then they will automatically respect you and any disagreements will work
 themselves out naturally or may even give you a new perspective. You 
will not attempt to change them and vice versa. You will both grow at 
your own pace, learn, evolve, and naturally become the people you were 
meant to become throughout your years together. This may not provide you
 with the answers you seek. However, in this world, the only answer is 
YOU. Regardless of what you believe YOU create with every new step you 
take &amp;amp; every decision you make. if you choose to open any book that 
provides you with a set of rules, make sure you learn to do something 
else FIRST. Open your eyes and allow yourself to see a persons soul 
before anything else. Love is the most important; it&#39;s the headline. 
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</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2012/06/love-is-headline.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-5116074326385291429</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2012 22:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-15T11:46:14.919-07:00</atom:updated><title>Art&#39;s Shadow</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;Art is the Shadow of the Mind&#39;s Imagination&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;displayed for us to appreciate the depths of one&#39;s creation.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;Art&#39;s profound impact connects lives from the past to the present and plants seeds for the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;A Garden of Ideas gradually emerge as the connection of minds &amp;amp; generations fertilize the soil.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;Next to the tree house a dove and owl sit side by side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revealing what truly lives inside. Unleashing our souls to the world, nothing to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;i run the streets like Will Ferrell in the movie
Old School&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;, but im not frank the tank&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;, &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;so just &lt;/span&gt;call me Aldo Q. i d&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;idn&#39;t know which way to go&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; but &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;kept on jogging anyway&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;. a reporter asked what i was doing, i&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; said &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;w&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;hat forest gump would say..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; never covered mys&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;elf &lt;/span&gt;in clothes&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;while i tried to&amp;nbsp;
figure it out, instead i stripped my &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;attire&lt;/span&gt;, transparency was my new 
route. &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;My decision&lt;/span&gt; to run&lt;/span&gt; wild &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;amp; feel&lt;/span&gt; everything around me&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; led to &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;an ingestion&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; o&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;f &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;infinite particles &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;to enter&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;i allowed &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;some of it to grow and be&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;come a part of me then t&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;hrew up all the waste that i&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; didn&#39;t want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; see,&lt;/span&gt; love conquers all and this statement is profound.... so  i 
belittle hate in creative ways &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;removing any&lt;/span&gt; foul sound.  
shrinking that monster making it 10 times smaller, because&lt;/span&gt; once 
that attitude meets love, its corrosion &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;devoured...&amp;nbsp; replaced with a feeling in which the stench cannot exist.... i&#39;ll 
contribute to new ideas while putting hate on my hit list.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;UNINVITED&quot; and become an attorney defending Anna, cause that&#39;s how I&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&#39;d write it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;then tell her dad he did a lousy job, cause
he banged their nanny while he was ignoring their mom.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;thes&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;e are t&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;he thoughts that enter my brain.. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;expression is the kiss of life&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;, relieves all strain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;See, i
 am the ghost and yes i mean all of this, don&#39;t let anyone drain you of your 
current bliss. there is nobody that can stop you or bring you down unless 
you focus on their ignorant and beligerent sound.... NOBODY can tame 
the lion inside of you, drain you, maintain you, or make you blue...... 
just look in their eyes, smile and they&#39;ll feel shame, because the whole
 time they were fake and underminded the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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 is a battlefield that involves soldiers of all types, those 
that take it for granted, those who feel it and those who are full of 
hype... whether you agree or don&#39;t&amp;nbsp; like what i have to say, my presence
 will stay. It won&#39;t leave....&amp;nbsp; not now or anyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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i don&#39;t really have a hook but im just gonna flow to this...&amp;nbsp; a hey girl turns to her friend and would just sing to this...&amp;nbsp; whispers in her ear and just laughs all day....&amp;nbsp; girls wanna have fun, thats what cyndi lauper used to say.&amp;nbsp; all joy, all play, its hey girl all day.&amp;nbsp; if i met you this way, i&#39;d&amp;nbsp;like you&amp;nbsp; to stay....&amp;nbsp; and just&amp;nbsp;roll down&amp;nbsp;the hill like in the story Jack and Jill... but there is no crown, &amp;amp; we laugh at whoever tumbles all the way down...&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Then&amp;nbsp;the probability of chemistry would&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;99%, nothing is for sure, except&amp;nbsp;for Mimes who&amp;nbsp;don&#39;t speak and the 1st of the month rent.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A clown in front of the mirror when youre getting ready for no reason... F the Dating Game, its time for a&amp;nbsp;Hey Girl season.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Her laughs &amp;amp; smiles come&amp;nbsp;first, the body comes later..&amp;nbsp;that&#39;ll always&amp;nbsp;be my preferred flavor.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&#39;m done for now but this rhyme is far from done....&amp;nbsp; Hey Girl, just have some fun.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Transparency is my oxygen, thats how i breathe freely.. won&#39;t cover up 
the skin i live in because that would contain me. i inhale it into my 
lungs; now the skeletons run &amp;amp; flee... Being transparent is 
my Oxygen. Finding the words to express how i feel is my Fire. I&#39;m 
addicted to exposing my soul, Life is my desire. transparency is my 
oxygen, without it i&#39;d slowly die. A steady dose of this pure drug 
allows me to fly.... I&#39;m Alive as the Flame smothers me, now im 
breathing with ease. Ignites the child inside while it disarms any 
disease. This feeling makes my heart perspire.. Oxygen is necessary for 
the flame to rise higher.. i will spread the flame so you can feel the 
same. the beauty of Your transparent soul. so addicting i want to view 
it in slo mo.. add my favorite song as the audio &amp;amp; name the track.. 
Its an Oxygen World baby &amp;amp; its about to blow      
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The Shadows on the Wall surrounding her display a flow of grace.&amp;nbsp; white walls feel emotion as the world opens its doors. only to disappear without a trace.&amp;nbsp; a sequel of her dancing soul will be painted when winged creatures sing their wake up song. the concert continues. consistent as the Break of Dawn&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;               Who is this Silvia person this guy keeps mentioning. she must be tres sheik with a dash of freak, in the way she laughs when there is no joke. the Girl is into yoga so she will not toke.. a simple girl who is faithful with a side of danger. She dances as she walks &amp; will even smile at a stranger. Pilates style movements at any given time.. She speaks without saying a word, more effectively than a Mime. The Shadows on the Wall mirror her flow of grace.  white walls feel emotion as the world opens its doors. only to disappear without a trace.  a sequel of her dancing soul will be painted when winged creatures sing their wake up song. the concert continues. consistent as the Break of Dawn.  The kiss  of her harmonious melody sends my body into a trance as Her song fills my mind long before we even meet .she&#39;s the one that makes my heart sweat.  the one that&#39;d make me grip the handle bars tight, butterflies in my stomach all through the night... , my heart pumps, skin sweats, i no longer can resist..... Once we both feel the flow its on like donkey kong, from Halloween to Christmas. She&#39;s  like a drug that lasts forever &amp; I have a limitless supply.  Just think about her for a moment and her presence stops by....
I&#39;m fascinated like curious George by how her mind works and why  girls wanna have fun, thats maybe she&#39;s like the girl that that cyndi lauper used to play.  that type of woman who is, &quot;hey girl all day.&quot;  so if i met her this way, i&#39;d like to stay.... let&#39;s just roll down the hill like in the story Jack and Jill... but there is no crown, &amp; we laugh at whoever tumbles all the way down...   Then the probability of chemistry would be 99%, nothing is for sure, except for Mimes who don&#39;t speak and the 1st of the month rent.  A clown in front of the mirror when youre getting ready for no reason... Fuck the Dating Game, its time for Silvia, this is a Hey Girl season.  Her laughs &amp; smiles come first, the body comes later.. that&#39;ll always be my preferred flavor.  I&#39;m done for now but this rhyme is far from the end....  Silvia is on my hit list, my goddess, my love, and my new best friend.......  kick that shit Dre... 

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I&#39;m confused so please clarify what you are saying... if free thinking is what you preach then there should be no slaying. when you attack those holding signs that you feel preach hate..... A violent reaction will only cause the madness to elevate. A war may be born from getting in peoples faces which results in destruction &amp;amp; only violence will leave its traces... this is not a request, there will be an absense of physical fighting... if a rock is thrown in anger, prepare for thunder &amp;amp; lightning.... take this as an opportunity to learn about those you don&#39;t know... regardless of the signs they hold, only then you will grow. when you arrive with a vengeful heart &amp;amp; shoot vicious bullets in their way, the Love symbol on your neck will bleed, &amp;amp; that heart on your sleeve will slowly decay... Leaving you thinking about what you did... the vulgar swinging in the direction of that little kid.. if you let anger overcome your reason... you&#39;ll only defeat the peace sign &amp;amp; be found guilty of treason... a traitor to yourself and the words that you speak... represent the button you wear with action, if peace is what you seek&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2012/03/is-that-heart-on-your-sleeve-or-is-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-8563344149135416587</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2012 08:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-22T01:07:09.781-07:00</atom:updated><title>Raindrops are Falling on My Head..</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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i live so i can LIVE,&amp;nbsp; but initially had no clue what i could give. the day i 
awoke was the day i was the most confused... didn&#39;t cover up while i tried to&amp;nbsp;
figure it out, instead i stripped my clothes, transparency was my new 
route. I indulge in Life rather than a game of&amp;nbsp; win or lose so im Naked to the world, which is the dresscode i choose. However, i wear a bathing suit because i have some class &amp;amp; have a tendency to dive in oceans where the sharks might pass.. &amp;nbsp;
transparency is my oxygen, thats how i breathe freely.. won&#39;t cover up 
this skin because that would contain me. oxygen is how i live, my words 
fuel the fire. this expresses what occurs &amp;amp; translates my desires. I&#39;m not a rebel to faith, but a rebel to certain mainstream views... selectively promoted ideas that leave the nieve more confused. .. the box on the wall can train the mind to be scripted, so instead i sharpen my mind to become lyrically gifted. I selectively digest thoughts of genius that may originate from an evil mind, ingest the good, release the waste that may leave the heart blind.. after researching myself, I voluntarily take a tour of someone elses position &amp;amp; may transfer myself into bait for their opposition.. this connection is as genuine as you will ever get.. the heart thumps an unfamiliar rhythm, forehead perspires with sweat.....&amp;nbsp; As the project steadily unleashes it will all come together, not saying i 
promised anyone this flow would get better..&amp;nbsp; As I hear others talk about living the high life,&amp;nbsp; I dare them to became the father, the mother, the child, the husband, and the wife. I&#39;ll become the Outcast just so i can relate;&amp;nbsp; put 
myself in the storm without a raincoat so i can taste......&amp;nbsp; your flavor, 
your sound, because it involves me too. Since we&#39;re both&amp;nbsp; living in this world im riding with all of you. So for now, i tilt my head back &amp;amp; let the rain kiss my forehead with&amp;nbsp; passion fueled drops. the soundtrack to LIFE begins. Seeking an Umbrella is where it stops.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m a writer! faith infused idea igniter, awake with the birds but also chill with owls when i pull an all nighter. all of the above &amp;amp; yes im also a lover. that night i burnt the only umbrella left so i could feel the world, not run for cover. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2012/03/raindrops-are-falling-on-my-head.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-984657230439124724</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2012 06:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-21T11:41:12.765-08:00</atom:updated><title>Modern Day Sexual Rebel without being a Rebel</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Something i wrote &amp;amp; im not Jerry McGuire. I just threw a match 
on the ground. Someone else settup the fire... So, here goes: &lt;br /&gt;
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During
 my life&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve had conversations with a wide variety of people 
expressing my choice to wait awhile before having sex with a woman. I&#39;ve
 received numerous responses throughout my life some which have included
 &quot;No, way that&#39;s just a line or Cmon,&amp;nbsp; your lying&quot; or a guy that thinks 
like that is usually gay, or the kinder but still shocking response of: 
Wow, thats different, no its not a bad thing, its good, its just 
different.  I say shocking because its pathetic that society reacts this
 way. Now, im not saying that&#39;s the way everyone thinks.. I&#39;m not saying
 thats the way it is.. Im saying that is what i&#39;ve personally 
experienced for the greater portion of my life..  Then, one day, i 
happened to run across someone (will not mention 
names) who is hated. A person who is considered a Religious Extremist 
who preaches hate. . A person who I have almost nothing in common with, 
through the eyes of those who know me. So, That 
person responds..... &quot;So, What&#39;s the big deal, There are many guys out 
there who are like that.&quot; For the first time, i was overcome with a new 
feeling that i have never experienced before... Relief... Relief &amp;amp; 
Confusion.. How can someone who is considered so close minded by many, 
be so open minded in this particular area... Relief... Normally, when i 
had a similar discussion with others, i was always looked upon as if my 
choice was foreign ... This is the first time i received a reaction from
 someone who Showed me that it wasn&#39;t a big deal at all. . I guess 
sometimes, what you&#39;ve been waiting for&amp;nbsp; your whole life, comes from the
 
most unexpected source. It makes me feel reborn in a sense because what i
 believed was nonexistent, truly does still exist.&amp;nbsp; It restored faith 
which lead to a rearrangement of my feelings, leading back to where i 
started, when it comes to this issue. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://iwonder-infinity.blogspot.com/2012/03/when-it-comes-to-sex-word-rebel-has-new.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Aldo DiCioccio)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7163144813665008439.post-6508923301558062802</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 15:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-15T11:47:32.180-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Garden</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;i came to the fork in the road &amp;amp; went straight, ignored the sign, jumped the fence &amp;amp; busted open the gate.. into the garden where i was greeted by stares from strange faces. i&#39;m a criminal for crashing the party but i&#39;ll be gone without leaving any traces. i looked right into them, eyes glazed, with a smile so wide ... high from the adrenaline that i was experiencing inside. &amp;nbsp;A private festival had taken over in this secluded place. Curiosity aroused on each &amp;amp; every face. My&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: HelveticaNeue, &#39;Helvetica Neue&#39;, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;name flew through the garden from lips to ears, by a cluster of individuals who knew each other for years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;&quot;&gt;i politely interrupted this man annoying a fine lady, she was upset &amp;nbsp;because i woke her up, but still pleased to meet me. &amp;nbsp;small talk occupyied the scene, reminded her of the same story so we took off to explore unchartered territory. The ink we spill along the way will illustrate how we live, transparent, with nothing to hide. We&#39;re the authors of our adventure, the New version of Bonnie &amp;amp; Clyde.. wild dreams paint the streets with our own dezign. We burned down the Box, &amp;amp; unlike Cash we will never walk the line. when the sun sets &amp;amp; Dusk enters we never count sheep. Instead we daydream of wolves who run free &amp;amp; don&#39;t fall asleep. These are the thoughts that ease our mindz instead. until the sun rises, the spot in the garden is where we&#39;ll lay go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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