<?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:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539309683158753104</id><updated>2011-05-28T02:10:57.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illuminati</title><subtitle type='html'>Its My Blog!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539309683158753104/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Illuminati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14825695153377925903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539309683158753104.post-6754161435391847172</id><published>2011-05-28T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T02:10:57.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='defeat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>What Is Life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Life is surely a game, a complicated game. You never realize you are living life amid the ups and downs it takes you through. It is never meant to be straight. There are always going to be obstacles in your path and yes of course, joy and happiness. The thing is to face reality and live with it. Once we accept reality and start living with it we will never feel pained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all try to live in an illusion, thinking that everything is hunky dory. But, there is always something in the background that we are not able to hear, and when this sound becomes audible we feel life is bad. But, life was never meant to be perfect. But, if we clear this illusion, be clear minded and head strong then there is never going to be a time where we have to wake up from the deep slumber called fantasy. We will always be awake and arisen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analyze things in your life, accept them as they are instead of aiming to reach a point in life where there will be absolute happiness. Because, if you are dreaming of such a thing, you are in search of a never never land, a land where everything is perfect (but which never exists). Only thing required is to face the reality and being strong to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the quote by Ann Landers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Expect trouble as an inevitable part of life, and when it comes, hold  your head high, look it squarely in the eye and say, 'I will be bigger  than you. You cannot defeat me.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539309683158753104-6754161435391847172?l=ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6754161435391847172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539309683158753104&amp;postID=6754161435391847172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539309683158753104/posts/default/6754161435391847172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539309683158753104/posts/default/6754161435391847172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-is-life.html' title='What Is Life?'/><author><name>Illuminati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14825695153377925903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01743160182566160448'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539309683158753104.post-3205075525275868756</id><published>2011-05-24T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T06:01:04.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Many have told and will continue saying that "I feel in love", but in essence Love is not about falling, love is about rising, rising above your own individual desires and needs. Love is aiming the happiness of the lover. Love teaches you to see beyond imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there are different types of loves. Platonic, unconditional, romantic love etc. Practically speaking all these are just concepts of love. But, love is only unconditional in the real essence. Loving someone just because your selfish desires are fulfilled is not real love or, actually speaking, love. Love your lover as if he/she has never hurt you. Let it flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539309683158753104-3205075525275868756?l=ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3205075525275868756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539309683158753104&amp;postID=3205075525275868756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539309683158753104/posts/default/3205075525275868756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539309683158753104/posts/default/3205075525275868756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/2011/05/love.html' title='What Is Love?'/><author><name>Illuminati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14825695153377925903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01743160182566160448'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539309683158753104.post-8760960023536268656</id><published>2011-05-21T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T02:35:36.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Saturday Afternoon</title><content type='html'>What does it feel like on a Saturday afternoon. Finishing the pending household work is important, exercising is important, taking rest, relaxing is important. All these tasks ahead, priorities need to be set. Life is all about priorities. What comes first for you, what is the most important thing. It's on you to decide. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes placing the wrong tasks on the top of our priority list leads us into troublesome situations in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539309683158753104-8760960023536268656?l=ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8760960023536268656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539309683158753104&amp;postID=8760960023536268656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539309683158753104/posts/default/8760960023536268656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539309683158753104/posts/default/8760960023536268656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/2011/05/on-saturday-afternoon.html' title='On A Saturday Afternoon'/><author><name>Illuminati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14825695153377925903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01743160182566160448'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539309683158753104.post-2893065246901996391</id><published>2008-05-03T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T05:27:18.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of a Peanut</title><content type='html'>I just wonder where my imagination can land me with this word made of a pea and nut. As I write this article I just wonder about the word pea and try to speculate its meaning. A peanut hidden in its haven feels secured as a baby in a mother's womb. Resting in peace. It gives joy to those children who are for the first time unwrapping the peanut from its haven. The anxiety seen in there eyes makes me wonder about their ability to be so solicitous at such a tender age. A peanut gets you variety of products like oil, butter and other delicacies. It goes through crushing, churning to serve your taste buds. It leaves its bacon and comes out of his house to serve the world with its mediocre taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always imagined about peanut butter and kept guessing on the amount of calories it possesses, may be my health conscious tendencies coerced me to do so. It is more used in foreign countries. Peanuts even though have a mediocre taste adds great taste into the recipe in which it is crushed and put. Just like the mediocre man who is adorned with simplicity but still appears sophisticated to the other men and adds sophistication of his simplicity in this world. What one think when it comes to peanut is that it just satisfies those who are on fast with a vow not to touch salt. Those without such a vow, reap profits for Lays and Balaji during their so called fast. Fast is something which is done to restrain ourselves for one day, to feel the pain which a beggar faces when he has no grain of rice or wheat with which he can satisfy his hunger. The main purpose of a fast is to feel such a pain and empathize the poor. But instead we make rich more richer through our fasts. We add to the increments of the CEO of Lays and Uncle chips who are already being a couch potato with their huge earnings per day. If this is what a Fast results in I would rather invite the poor to my house and get their blessings rather than staying hungry, sorry, relying on lays and spreading inequality of wealth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539309683158753104-2893065246901996391?l=ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2893065246901996391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539309683158753104&amp;postID=2893065246901996391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539309683158753104/posts/default/2893065246901996391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539309683158753104/posts/default/2893065246901996391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/2008/05/power-of-peanut.html' title='The Power of a Peanut'/><author><name>Illuminati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14825695153377925903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01743160182566160448'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539309683158753104.post-8589175628799877377</id><published>2008-05-03T05:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T05:23:18.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ECLECTIC</title><content type='html'>hhshsa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539309683158753104-8589175628799877377?l=ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8589175628799877377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539309683158753104&amp;postID=8589175628799877377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539309683158753104/posts/default/8589175628799877377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539309683158753104/posts/default/8589175628799877377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecstasy-peanuts.blogspot.com/2008/05/eclectic.html' title='ECLECTIC'/><author><name>Illuminati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14825695153377925903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01743160182566160448'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>