<?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:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:40:42.138-08:00</updated><category term='new track started in bangalore'/><title type='text'>Self temptation</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-3855237891336070992</id><published>2010-02-20T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T11:50:16.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Age of sorrow and enlightenment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S4A8r4AO_1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/4jRTbVMYtLM/s1600-h/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S4A8r4AO_1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/4jRTbVMYtLM/s320/013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440415074328969042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I feel Like -&lt;br /&gt;I'm d sun raising it's light, I'm your hope shining so bright&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a truth but can make things right&lt;br /&gt;if you climb and try to touch the height&lt;br /&gt;you will find my past present and future inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been two long years of my precious part of short life probably where i learned, felt, did things which makes me travel through the untouched pattern of clock raising its two hands towards it and telling me this life can be yours if you choose it for wisely.&lt;br /&gt;staring in lake of truth (mirror)  feeling like i became older enough to feel as a boy growing into a man all he desired once.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to see -read -feel -enjoy ...  feeling my life is so tiny but so important gift given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone in this place - it's not the only situation when a person floats in the river of it's thoughts calling the only identity there a divine or pure sole walking through the deeds of past to the doorway way of future.&lt;br /&gt;Being quiet is not the only conscious of having darkness inside your temple of knowledge - The everlasting time and unbounded situations sometimes makes us to kneel down and compromise on our true nature which we carry from birth till our death or shall i say a new beginning of our free sole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-3855237891336070992?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S4A8r4AO_1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/4jRTbVMYtLM/s72-c/013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-5180475457593321370</id><published>2009-05-23T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T07:03:54.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new track started in bangalore'/><title type='text'>Its me back on another track</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/ShgCDxgioKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RKTc-SGrIpg/s1600-h/It__s_a_brand_new_day_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/ShgCDxgioKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RKTc-SGrIpg/s320/It__s_a_brand_new_day_by_gilad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339019622100410530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey its evening in Bengaloruuuuu around 7:08 i can smell freshness in air and smoothness in soil&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i have not in touch with snapshot of life within the blogs usually i don't write things but i can tell one thing i can write (bull%^$  i know)  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so from today onwards i will put the things whatever i experience or feel (not on daily basis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Morning gone office at  4:45 am bloody 1st shift yawnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;2)spoke to the dear one u know to avoid today's fight heheehe&lt;br /&gt;3)came back at 4 noon had lunch and watched 27 weddings cool movie&lt;br /&gt;about a girl who's with some event management agency and completed her 27th client (marriage arrangement) her sis suppose to get arranged by a man she thinks she loved but here is a twist one well famed reporter wanted to write report on her "what a gal thinks about her own wedding and whats about her inside out" in the end reporter is the hero and blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now today is also sid bday he coming now so i have to go up up and away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-5180475457593321370?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/5180475457593321370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=5180475457593321370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/5180475457593321370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/5180475457593321370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-me-back-on-another-track.html' title='Its me back on another track'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/ShgCDxgioKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RKTc-SGrIpg/s72-c/It__s_a_brand_new_day_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-4743490382473778583</id><published>2008-01-10T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:58:50.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly is mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/R4Y3HW207RI/AAAAAAAAABY/PiM7QcNZkzg/s1600-h/6dbe1bc3dd389037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/R4Y3HW207RI/AAAAAAAAABY/PiM7QcNZkzg/s320/6dbe1bc3dd389037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153867423106264338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this butterfly how it shines&lt;br /&gt;and stretch her wings try to fly&lt;br /&gt;sky is above when she realise , she rise&lt;br /&gt;you feel the same when you are high and look into her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking up i say this star is going to be mine&lt;br /&gt;and want this sun cooldown to keep it inside&lt;br /&gt;I found this universe hollow and dark outside&lt;br /&gt;heyyyy do you feel the same  inside or i just got hypnotized&lt;br /&gt;and look at thiss buterfly it shining bright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run from past and sweat my present alot&lt;br /&gt;I only look for the chances to touch your face a lot&lt;br /&gt;once again i am happy to see someone now, you make me happy&lt;br /&gt;suddenly its raining, as my heartbeat rise and i can feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhhh look at this butterfly its flying high....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-4743490382473778583?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/4743490382473778583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=4743490382473778583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/4743490382473778583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/4743490382473778583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2008/01/butterfly-is-mine.html' title='Butterfly is mine'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/R4Y3HW207RI/AAAAAAAAABY/PiM7QcNZkzg/s72-c/6dbe1bc3dd389037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-6319900221943526729</id><published>2007-11-01T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:58:50.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It begins again,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RyqxK4xJLBI/AAAAAAAAABM/NNJE-v-uTcg/s1600-h/644e681935c67534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RyqxK4xJLBI/AAAAAAAAABM/NNJE-v-uTcg/s320/644e681935c67534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128105926310046738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't stop dreaming in these eyes&lt;br /&gt;can't stop thinking in my mind&lt;br /&gt;can't stop breathing as it rise&lt;br /&gt;its in my life, i just realise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she walks and laugh with me around&lt;br /&gt;she hits me and laugh on it everytime&lt;br /&gt;i felt better and stronger wen she is around&lt;br /&gt;and it begin again can't stop the things going around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't feel like talking without her&lt;br /&gt;can't feel like walking without her&lt;br /&gt;can't feel like flying witout wings&lt;br /&gt;is that how the things go wen heart swings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and believe she do something wen she's around&lt;br /&gt;i am trying to figure it out keepin my head down&lt;br /&gt;heart want to see you evrytim but mind keeping me down&lt;br /&gt;and it begin again yeahhh can't stop the things going around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-6319900221943526729?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/6319900221943526729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=6319900221943526729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/6319900221943526729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/6319900221943526729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-begins-again.html' title='It begins again,'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RyqxK4xJLBI/AAAAAAAAABM/NNJE-v-uTcg/s72-c/644e681935c67534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-4795094909858993140</id><published>2007-09-08T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:58:50.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warmth in this night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RuKJyFLMPYI/AAAAAAAAABE/jrvNnI7gl6k/s1600-h/B_E_Y_O_N_D___W_O_R_D_S_by_bitchinblack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RuKJyFLMPYI/AAAAAAAAABE/jrvNnI7gl6k/s320/B_E_Y_O_N_D___W_O_R_D_S_by_bitchinblack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107796420867145090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking upto the sky&lt;br /&gt;army of bright little angels and darkness alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam caught between the two nature of mine&lt;br /&gt;like a centaur in human body and a horse spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a long day to start from scratch&lt;br /&gt;heaaii sun swollow this night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see her as in my future&lt;br /&gt;but what if the future is all in her hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait for u no matter wat&lt;br /&gt;someone inside still calls u tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ek falsaffa tha jo choo ke guzaar gaya&lt;br /&gt;ek nazar thii jo hamare chehre pe na ruk sakii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dost tu aisa mera jiskoo maine pyaar kiyaa&lt;br /&gt;iss jahan mai azziz koi nai tera jitnaa mere jiyaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koshish karunga teri tasveer koo apne aaiene mai basane ki&lt;br /&gt;koshish karunga apnee dard ko hassi mai dabane kii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intezaar karunga tera zindaggi bharr, apne dill mein betha ke&lt;br /&gt;pyaar karunga tughse ummar bharr, tughko naa bata ke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pyaar ka ehsaas ek baar nahiii hotta hai&lt;br /&gt;iska matlab ye nahii ki pyaar bar bar hota hai&lt;br /&gt;magar ye sach hai ki tumse pyaar har bar hota hai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-4795094909858993140?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RuKJyFLMPYI/AAAAAAAAABE/jrvNnI7gl6k/s72-c/B_E_Y_O_N_D___W_O_R_D_S_by_bitchinblack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-5078802810762962166</id><published>2007-07-21T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:58:50.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RqJZ0ZXgr8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/f2cvugX_rtY/s1600-h/Escape___by_closer_to_heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RqJZ0ZXgr8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/f2cvugX_rtY/s320/Escape___by_closer_to_heaven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089729285579648962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday my mind keeps falling&lt;br /&gt;and they say im kid whos rolling&lt;br /&gt;I carry deceiving face to hide myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dnt know why, dnt know where it takin me&lt;br /&gt;i am not afraid of cry but its digging mee inside&lt;br /&gt;i have soo much to shout but im keeping it inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i taste the salt, when sweets allaround&lt;br /&gt;and you get hurt, when love is allaround&lt;br /&gt;you look for shoulders,but nobody is around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you learn not to cry on past, when u kno its not gonna last&lt;br /&gt;you can't be in future for ur sorrow, bt kno she is ur tommorow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evryday mah mind keeps falling&lt;br /&gt;theyy sayy im kid whosee rollllllllllling&lt;br /&gt;and i kno its not trueeeeee cozz its mee nott uuuuuu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-5078802810762962166?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/5078802810762962166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=5078802810762962166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/5078802810762962166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/5078802810762962166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2007/07/everyday-my-mind-keeps-falling-and-they.html' title=''/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RqJZ0ZXgr8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/f2cvugX_rtY/s72-c/Escape___by_closer_to_heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-7613836449783918523</id><published>2007-07-09T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:58:50.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days are confusing for mee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RpH3m-WqzkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ULY8xZOFPAE/s1600-h/Sadhu+1+%28BroomhandleMauser-DCP%29+01fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RpH3m-WqzkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ULY8xZOFPAE/s320/Sadhu+1+%28BroomhandleMauser-DCP%29+01fc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085117703223168578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes r fading, darkness allarond&lt;br /&gt;wish dat i can move nd mah legs r tied down&lt;br /&gt;these days made me older without you baby&lt;br /&gt;somebody made me older baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become a fading star, across this universe&lt;br /&gt;I left myself far behind, life is pierced&lt;br /&gt;these days made me older without u baby&lt;br /&gt;somebody made me older baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont kno what is fighting inside me, breaking inside&lt;br /&gt;but the time keeps rolling dreaming you all time&lt;br /&gt;and these days made me older without uuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;somebody make me older babyyy and its uuuuuuuu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-7613836449783918523?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/7613836449783918523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=7613836449783918523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/7613836449783918523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/7613836449783918523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2007/07/days-are-confusing-for-mee.html' title='Days are confusing for mee'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RpH3m-WqzkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ULY8xZOFPAE/s72-c/Sadhu+1+%28BroomhandleMauser-DCP%29+01fc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-2780842752530634254</id><published>2007-06-30T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:58:51.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIXXX first song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/Roa0XuWqzjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/t1PXHXJqJUU/s1600-h/ArkhamAsylum-000a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/Roa0XuWqzjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/t1PXHXJqJUU/s320/ArkhamAsylum-000a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081947549207285298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the time we met&lt;br /&gt;remember the time we sat&lt;br /&gt;every second i am missing&lt;br /&gt;everyday i m fading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaa this is; this is sweet pain&lt;br /&gt;never felt before in my veins--&lt;br /&gt;yaa this is; this is sweet pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to free from everything&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to smile and cry again&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to stare those eyes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaa this is; this is colour of life&lt;br /&gt;never wanted to flyy soo much highh&lt;br /&gt;yaa this is; this is colour of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she paint my life in surpriseeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the time we sat.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-2780842752530634254?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/2780842752530634254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=2780842752530634254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/2780842752530634254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/2780842752530634254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2007/06/remember-time-we-met-remember-time-we.html' title='NIXXX first song'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/Roa0XuWqzjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/t1PXHXJqJUU/s72-c/ArkhamAsylum-000a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-2391180099504971533</id><published>2007-06-12T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:58:51.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>slide yourself through the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/Rm9XQ9Tq3pI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WxEhB3xHbFQ/s1600-h/ATgAAABlSaVFBr2wLCZ9K-fNA85gF0atrERjSIHt4cdrVYC00H8OJKKxXgj_KbPSwiL1u-X602I7XWZbkbxd9b-5o12GAJtU9VBKed1iZCJvBveBffAhahEE6vs0AQ.jpg"&gt;I will never forget the days we once had&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days when you were every thing to me&lt;br /&gt;my mind used to tell me you we will be like this together forever&lt;br /&gt;but now realize it was all an open eye big dream&lt;br /&gt;the feeling i am having for you can never go&lt;br /&gt;i wish god didn't showed  me the day when we met&lt;br /&gt;my life was so perfect i was so free with me and others&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but i care for myself and you, and others now&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could change the time and take back the day when we were together&lt;br /&gt;i miss your smile your fight your everything your smell your presence&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder you still think of me or am i another face in crowd for you&lt;br /&gt;i wish so very much we will be meeting someday and have that time back again&lt;br /&gt;then and that time i will give everything of mine to make you feel every moment of time&lt;br /&gt;But till then i will make my self more strong and sit here silently and wait&lt;br /&gt;remembering all memories once we shared my feeling for you getting more strong&lt;br /&gt;hoping one day you will feel the same not necessary for me can be someone  else&lt;br /&gt;i will pray for you  the same won't happen to you becoz it pain a lot and when you care for someone you don't want them in pain.&lt;br /&gt;I won't allow my heart to seek for someone else but i won't cry also i will make my self more strong and bigger than body so that i will run away from my pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-2391180099504971533?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/2391180099504971533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=2391180099504971533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/2391180099504971533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/2391180099504971533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-voice-through-someone-elses-pen.html' title='slide yourself through the time'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-2446155471319297282</id><published>2007-05-22T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:58:51.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet pain of your missing smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RlLtxRmxmxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YBHEeA90AFM/s1600-h/__Coliseum___by_night_fate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RlLtxRmxmxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YBHEeA90AFM/s320/__Coliseum___by_night_fate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067373961540639506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been soo long since we haven't talk&lt;br /&gt;i can't just forget and let your thoughts goo&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to make you feel this&lt;br /&gt;what will i say so you won't hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't slept all this week, the things are crawling in my mind&lt;br /&gt;the pain is etching in my body&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to give you my life&lt;br /&gt;what will i do to spend my whole life for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more wondering no more floating in thoughts of dust&lt;br /&gt;i'll always wait for chance to be with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-2446155471319297282?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/2446155471319297282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=2446155471319297282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/2446155471319297282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/2446155471319297282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2007/05/sweet-pain-of-your-missing-smile.html' title='Sweet pain of your missing smile'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RlLtxRmxmxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YBHEeA90AFM/s72-c/__Coliseum___by_night_fate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-8649488290733390115</id><published>2007-05-20T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:58:51.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RlAVCBmxmwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4FWY-zFPnHo/s1600-h/Royseven_CD_Cover_Art_by_cosmosue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RlAVCBmxmwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4FWY-zFPnHo/s320/Royseven_CD_Cover_Art_by_cosmosue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066572705326799618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I think I love you,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know how and why.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because it seems every time we say hello,&lt;br /&gt;Someone says goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm lost without you,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know how and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was always a Time wen i felt i just see you as a friend&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible?&lt;br /&gt;That your smile could be caused&lt;br /&gt;By my own broken grin?&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me too?&lt;br /&gt;Or was I just a phase?&lt;br /&gt;Invincible. Free. Alive.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I wish I was.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I love you,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember everything you ever said to me.&lt;br /&gt;I remember it all. Sweet dreams and good nights.&lt;br /&gt;I miss happiness. but you don't seems like?&lt;br /&gt;It was sweet, gentle, kind.&lt;br /&gt;Like you, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I love you&lt;br /&gt;Yet I don't know how and why.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I never knew I was living one big lie.&lt;br /&gt;Protect me? As you wish.&lt;br /&gt;Fight me? I'd like to see you try.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I don't know how and why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-8649488290733390115?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/8649488290733390115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=8649488290733390115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/8649488290733390115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/8649488290733390115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-think-i-love-you-but-i-dont-know-how.html' title=''/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RlAVCBmxmwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4FWY-zFPnHo/s72-c/Royseven_CD_Cover_Art_by_cosmosue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-511625339857491918</id><published>2007-05-20T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T02:25:57.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what if I hadnt changed&lt;br /&gt;what if hadnt fallen in love with you&lt;br /&gt;what if I hadnt met you&lt;br /&gt;what if I hadnt spoken to you&lt;br /&gt;what if I hadnt gone to that outing with u guys&lt;br /&gt;what if I hadnt picked that converstaion&lt;br /&gt;what if I had just trusted myself&lt;br /&gt;what if you could love me&lt;br /&gt;what if you never did&lt;br /&gt;what if you're my soul mate&lt;br /&gt;what if I never get you back&lt;br /&gt;I never fall for anyone else&lt;br /&gt;what if I had tried harder&lt;br /&gt;what if I had chased you when we were far&lt;br /&gt;what if I had just missed you when I saw you&lt;br /&gt;what if I had just admitted I still loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what if I just moved on&lt;br /&gt;what if I stopped thinking about the "what ifs"&lt;br /&gt;BUT these questions make me feel strong about you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-511625339857491918?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/511625339857491918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=511625339857491918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/511625339857491918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/511625339857491918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-if-i-hadnt-changed-what-if-hadnt.html' title=''/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-8445214848634743340</id><published>2007-05-20T02:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:58:51.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The only time I fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RlARxhmxmvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NiyY0oOeDBc/s1600-h/Feeling_Red_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RlARxhmxmvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NiyY0oOeDBc/s320/Feeling_Red_by_gilad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066569123324074738" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I’ll glance across the Hall,&lt;br /&gt;Through a crowd of a hundred people,&lt;br /&gt;And Lock my eyes onto u,&lt;br /&gt;Watching your every move.&lt;br /&gt;Noticing u not watching,&lt;br /&gt;just desire to spend a minute with u,&lt;br /&gt;And just wrap my heart around u.&lt;br /&gt;Swaying back and fourth,&lt;br /&gt;The music plays slowly in the soft background.&lt;br /&gt;There might be over a hundred people around us,&lt;br /&gt;But in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;It’s only you .&lt;br /&gt;So hold me close,&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Meet your soft, comforting lips with mine,&lt;br /&gt;And fade into a world,&lt;br /&gt;Where it’s only you and me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-8445214848634743340?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/8445214848634743340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=8445214848634743340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/8445214848634743340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/8445214848634743340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2007/05/only-time-i-fall.html' title='The only time I fall'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/RlARxhmxmvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NiyY0oOeDBc/s72-c/Feeling_Red_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-116456784380429166</id><published>2006-11-26T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T11:06:41.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wallpapers im having</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2084/4098/1600/738893/Hawk___Progression_Two_by_L_X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2084/4098/320/871787/Hawk___Progression_Two_by_L_X.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2084/4098/1600/813089/Eden_by_adipatijulian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 281px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2084/4098/320/790456/Eden_by_adipatijulian.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2084/4098/1600/156456/__06_Hawk___Wallpaper_by_L_X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2084/4098/320/30798/__06_Hawk___Wallpaper_by_L_X.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-116456784380429166?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/116456784380429166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=116456784380429166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/116456784380429166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/116456784380429166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2006/11/wallpapers-im-having.html' title='wallpapers im having'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36630594.post-116185779830917656</id><published>2006-10-26T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:57:51.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De rien[You are Welcome]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2084/4098/1600/SHURIKEN__vehicle_concept_1of3_by_HOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2084/4098/400/SHURIKEN__vehicle_concept_1of3_by_HOON.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2084/4098/1600/Faustus_Exhilior_by_peerro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2084/4098/400/Faustus_Exhilior_by_peerro.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beneath the sea of clouds and the plate of sky when you see it, then you feel it&lt;br /&gt;sun shine like blessing its half pain on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your driving your way cutting through the blade of air thinking about every why? you can get in your mind and you mind is like gunning into a dungeons of dark cloud of questions of your existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have I ever be able to get my true friend&lt;br /&gt;have i ever be able to find someone on whom i can trust like i trust my family&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone there who can rely on me with evry breath of life like a blind person have a faith on his stick and and his assuming skills may be not may be i 'll not be able to find that someone but its not that i will stop seeking for that one i lead my life as normal civilians doo but i will never give it up on my feelings and belief on my self. one person and time can change you a lot and can break you apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36630594-116185779830917656?l=souldip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/feeds/116185779830917656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36630594&amp;postID=116185779830917656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/116185779830917656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36630594/posts/default/116185779830917656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldip.blogspot.com/2006/10/de-rienyou-are-welcome_26.html' title='De rien[You are Welcome]'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835250816160399807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YowMVRvvh9E/S8PxQp4G4fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A6wDXCJwXmI/S220/xxxx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
