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I love to write poetry and play classical music. 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Itsquality is very good. The website also sell psp, motor, tv , laptopand so on. the website is promoting their products。The promotion onlyhas 45 days。I never forget to share good things with friends. So , ifyou are interested in , you can spend several minutes</atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-1199935179786601058</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 23:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-29T16:14:50.853-07:00</atom:updated><title>What's my sign?</title><atom:summary type="text">Babylonian astronomers at some point during the 1st millennium BC divided the ecliptic into twelve equal zones of celestial longitude to create the first known celestial coordinate system. I believe that this was when the concept of astrology was developed. The basis for determining a person's zodiacal sign was the location of the sun on the day of a person's birth. By my reasoning this was </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-my-sign.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-700145868600133589</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 06:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-26T23:15:49.524-07:00</atom:updated><title>Why did god ignore me?</title><atom:summary type="text">I've been having many depressing feelings today.  My folks came to visit for four weeks and left early yesterday. I look forward to their visit every year. I plan all year for it. And when they leave, I am totally crushed.  I cried all day yesterday and today. I've been doing nothing but moping around. Why did this thing have to tear my family apart? Why did I have to leave my home state to </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-did-god-ignore-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-431719289695831433</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2007 06:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-09T23:52:04.684-07:00</atom:updated><title>I love the British</title><atom:summary type="text"> I've always admired the British. They are students of language. At least that's the impression I get when watching their news reports or see one of their citizens interviewed on television.  Their prime minister can also speak in real sentences…something that escapes our esteemed leader these days (President Bush). &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;  </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-british.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-2701939450016705234</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 22:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-20T15:06:37.517-07:00</atom:updated><title>Steve Stanton's Reply</title><atom:summary type="text">  Many of us have been following the trials and tribulations of Steve Stanton, the city manager of Largo, Florida. Steve's legal representative has prepared a response to the city council:   Steve Stanton's reply to Largo Commision   Most of the response is two included articles titled "Workplace Gender Transition Guidelines" and "Transition Issues in the Workplace" both by the Human Rights </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/03/steve-stantons-reply.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-2528685300365255206</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 20:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-20T13:26:13.608-07:00</atom:updated><title>Theory and faith unite</title><atom:summary type="text"> A theory isn't a theory unless there are supporting facts. Until there are supporting facts, it's just a guess or postulation. For example, it is just a theory that the ball will fall to the ground if you let go of it. A theory is the best explanation given the facts that we can measure. If there is nothing that can be measured and tested, then it can't be a theory. This is called rational </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/03/theory-and-faith-unite.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-1052179195537173680</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 21:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-12T14:37:03.868-07:00</atom:updated><title>Contemplating Suicide?</title><atom:summary type="text"> When I considered suicide it was to "show them" or to "make them feel guilty or sorry" for me. It wasn't selfishness that motivated my thoughts.  It was an ending to punish those who knew me. I finally realized that sentiment had no logic. It had no resolution in MY favor.When you are in the depths of depression, you can not think clearly. Rationalization is pointless. Thoughtful consideration </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/03/contemplating-suicide.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-4712254251995181585</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2007 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-10T01:00:29.602-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Victim</title><atom:summary type="text">I've been accused of "always being the victim" and in the next breath that I'm "egotistical". I sort of see the two as being mutually exclusive. I have been the victim in my life.  But when I started my transition, I vowed that I would no longer be one. With only a short stumble along the way, I've been true to my promise.I am tenacious, stubborn, logical, and yes, at times even egotistical. I </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/03/victim.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-8524363903292753872</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2007 04:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-04T20:55:51.365-08:00</atom:updated><title>Can good exist without evil?</title><atom:summary type="text">Many religions can not exist without the preponderance of evil. It is inconceivable that reasonable moral values (like, don't steal, be nice to other people, don't rape your sister, etc) can not be taught without the vision of an empowered religious leader and buying into a religious cultism of sorts. No, atheists surely can not teach these values, for they do not believe in the values of </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/03/can-good-exist-without-evil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-5613136079819694656</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 00:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-01T16:25:51.039-08:00</atom:updated><title>Hey everybody... I just realized it's my birthday!</title><atom:summary type="text">March 1, 1988 I had my surgery in Trinidad, Colorado. I'm a Biber girl. I was the second surgery he performed after he had recovered from a serious accident with one of his horses. I had waited 6 months for his recovery... was that every a tough one to sit out.I've lived a lot of life since then.  I'm grateful for every single day.  I've learned to live again. I live my life to the fullest.  I've</atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-everybody-i-just-realized-its-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-5648851210711304647</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2007 00:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-28T16:16:34.182-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Dumbing Down of America</title><atom:summary type="text">Frontline (on PBS) has been doing a series on the news that has been terribly fascinating.  Last night they presented several disturbing facts about our society.  Since the advent of the television program "60 Minutes", the networks have discovered that it is possible to make news profitable.  Until that program aired, each network was responsible for presenting the news as required by their </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/02/dumbing-down-of-america.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-5006123716404882221</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2007 17:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-23T09:30:50.719-08:00</atom:updated><title>Unsent Lament</title><atom:summary type="text">&lt;!-- DIV {margin:0px;} --&gt; Yes, I knew that this time might come.  I knew that someday you would open your arms and invite me in, or that you would learn more of my past and exclude me from your life. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;  You have felt abandoned as you have grown up into a beautiful young woman.  Now that you have a child you wondered why I</atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/02/unsent-lament.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-582334844515827564</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 02:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-13T18:52:56.183-08:00</atom:updated><title>To Her Parents</title><atom:summary type="text">&lt;!-- DIV {margin:0px;} --&gt; There is much in this world and this life that we can't understand.  We have our science, our religious faith, and our cherished traditions to help us cope with the problems that come our way.  Yet, sometimes these things are not enough to help us understand, comprehend, believe, and forgive when the most unexpected appears on our front door step.Let's suppose that you </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-her-parents.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-8691626114998209978</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 09:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-15T10:53:30.469-08:00</atom:updated><title>So, you have found me here</title><atom:summary type="text">I've finally been able to get my site up and running where I'll be hosting my "official" blog.  I'll continue to post here, but my primary focus will be in keeping my own site in tip top shape.  If you're interested in following my blog, please consider bookmarking the following URL:http://www.cindijones.com/blogPlease let me know how you like it.Cindi</atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-you-have-found-me-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-8855062105532435331</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 21:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-05T13:07:51.676-08:00</atom:updated><title>Pinus Contortus</title><atom:summary type="text">I know that poetry can be painful to read and sometimes even worse to understand. In some of my work, I leave the message somewhat open so the reader can take a piece of his/her own story to meld with the work and derive something meaningful. Here is such a piece. The poem is named "Pinus Contortus"; an unlikely name for a poem. It is the genus and species for a common evergreen found in the </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2007/01/pinus-contortus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-8635466318684084492</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2006 19:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-21T11:52:35.794-08:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas Coal</title><atom:summary type="text">As a child, I was told often how good little girls and boys would receive precious gifts from Santa.  However, if they had been bad, they would receive a lump of coal.  I tried my best to be good.  I was not good to get good presents. I didn’t care too much about the expressed bribe for most of the year.  Don’t get me wrong.  As a kid I loved Christmas presents and I could not sleep on Christmas </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-coal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-1832908012456616122</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 04:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-17T20:58:40.596-08:00</atom:updated><title>Chrismas the Great Inclusion; PART EIGHT</title><atom:summary type="text">Christmas; The Great Inclusin  Part eight -  The GivingOur Puritan forefathers came to our fair country to escape the corruptness of the European church. They did not celebrate Christmas.  They had no desire to participate in the inclusion of wild riotous parties and the like.  For many years, their perspective held traditional celebrations in check.  There still are Christian sects who refuse to</atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2006/12/chrismas-great-inclusion-part-eight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-5029219892206161579</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 04:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-17T20:53:37.761-08:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas the Great Inclusion; PART SEVEN</title><atom:summary type="text">Christmas; The Great Inclusin  Part seven - The TreeOur most popular modern Christmas tradition is decorating everything. We’ve got to have tinsel, bows, bright colored paper plastered everything. And if that isn’t enough, we string lights made in China to waste countless kilowatt hours powered by fossil fuels.  It all started with the Christmas tree.The Christmas tree has no connection to the </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-great-inclusion-part-seven.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-4770314753355591102</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 04:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-17T20:45:57.483-08:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas the Great Inclusion; PART SIX</title><atom:summary type="text">Christmas; The Great InclusinPart six - Viscum AlbumMistletoe (Phoradendron flavescens or Viscum Album) is a parasitic plant that grows hardwood trees for the most part. As mistletoe grows on a tree, it sends out its roots right into the tree's bark and takes nutrients from the tree. Mistletoe does not kill the tree but it is known to cause deformities in the branches. Mistletoe stays green all </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-great-inclusion-part-six.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-8393717309026768676</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 04:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-17T20:22:49.006-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">amanita</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">claus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mushroom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">santa</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">muscaria</category><title>Christmas the Great Inclusion; PART FIVE</title><atom:summary type="text">Christmas; The Great InclusionPart five - Amanita MuscariaThe fly agaric (amanita muscaria) with its fiery red cap and white “stars” is one of the most spectacular of our forest fungi. Down through the ages it has been compared to bull testicles and male genitalia and worshipped as sthe earthy incarnation of infinity, divinity and virility. It’s characiature appears on common objects from key </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-great-inclusion-part-five.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-633601499160309105</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 04:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-17T20:14:42.012-08:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas the Great Inclusion; PART FOUR</title><atom:summary type="text">Christmas; The Great InclusionPart Four - Yule Tide LogThe Scandinavian tribes also celebrated the winter solstice.  It seems like the ancient peoples all understood astronomy to some degree.  Many experts give the civilizations in the old days a lot of credit for becoming expert astronomers.  But here’s the deal.  Other than getting smashed on alcoholic beverages, they didn’t have all that much </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-great-inclusion-part-four.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-5529140837527933512</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 03:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-17T20:03:05.948-08:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas the Great Inclusion; PART THREE</title><atom:summary type="text">Christmas; The Great Inclusin  Part three - The Birthday of a KingThere is only one surviving historical account of Jesus made during his time.  Josephus, a historian of the time, wrote of Jesus being executed as a criminal.  He elaborated no further.  He did not write anything of the life of Jesus or his influence… only that he was killed as a common thief.  Intuitively, however, you might think</atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-great-inclusion-part-three.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-6202865213413236499</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 03:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-17T19:52:33.102-08:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas, the Great Inclusion; PART TWO</title><atom:summary type="text">Christmas; The Great InclusionPart two- Saul of TarsusWhat do you do when you have a struggling new religion and you just can’t get it off the ground.  You’ve got some new ideas, some fresh perspectives… you want to get the word out.Yes, this is what the early Christians faced.  The Romans had really done a number on them.  Early Christians were a sect of the Jewish faith.  Oh yes.  They were </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-great-inclusion-part-two.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-2252265301452347263</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 03:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-17T19:49:16.543-08:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas, the Great Inclusion; PART ONE</title><atom:summary type="text">Christmas; The Great InclusionPart One - The War on ChristmasIn our day, we declare war on anything we don’t like.  I remember when we declared the war on drugs.  I remember thinking at the time that this was a war we would never win.  We didn’t have a known enemy to conquer.  We had no idea what we would be fighting.  There have been other wars declared in the meantime.  The war on poverty, the </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-great-inclusion-part-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34066235.post-2394489586364907923</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2006 06:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-12T22:49:56.046-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wishing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">daydreaming</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>Wishing My Life Away</title><atom:summary type="text">Wishing My Life AwayThe days are countin downNo more messin roundIn that time I'll be founddoing the inevitable.Am I wishin my life awaywantin this thing but still stayfocused on what must be done today?Time clicks by so slowlyThe seconds seem like minutesand the minutes seem like hoursBla bla bla, you've heard it before.But can I say the interum isprecious to me?Can it be that I just can't </atom:summary><link>http://cindianna-jones.blogspot.com/2006/12/wishing-my-life-away.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cindianna Jones)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
