<?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-4687443255823474169</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:21:18.849+10:00</updated><category term='Hunters and Collectors'/><category term='Beautiful Thing'/><category term='GenQ'/><category term='Thomas Jefferson'/><category term='Kylie Minogue'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Bernice Johnson Reagon'/><category term='Wes Carr'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='The Potbelleez'/><category term='Phoebe Buffay'/><category term='The Mamas and The Papas'/><category term='love'/><category term='Goals'/><category term='Nick Cave'/><title type='text'>My Masquerade</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>masqueradings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13572137843785778617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687443255823474169.post-2099834778946123689</id><published>2008-12-08T08:44:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T08:57:14.775+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beautiful Thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mamas and The Papas'/><title type='text'>Life truly can be a wonderful thing...</title><content type='html'>... There are always subtle hints that remind you that life truly can be a wonderful thing if you allow it to be. At nearly 3am, I had another one of those reminders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then that the last few minutes of the film Beautiful Thing were playing. It was that very moment when I saw it the first time around that I knew that love could always exist despite rough circumstances. It was also at that time that I appreciated The Mamas &amp;amp; The Papas and Mama Cass just that bit more (if you've seen the film you would know why).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I try and make life as hard as I do for myself I will never know. I always have this thought buried in the back of my mind that I'm not good enough as a person to be happy; that I haven't done enough to meet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; and I shut myself off; the only things and people I would allow myself to adore are those I know I could never have. How wrong could I be. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt; is worth it, no matter who they are. Everybody deserves the emotion of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no point in saying 'I renew myself to be better', 'I want to start achieving everything' etc etc, cause let's face it, I've been blabbing on about it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning as a different person, and I hope to keep it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stars shining bright above you&lt;br /&gt;Night breezes seem to whisper I love you&lt;br /&gt;Birds singing in a sycamore tree&lt;br /&gt;Dream a little dream of me&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687443255823474169-2099834778946123689?l=masqueradings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/feeds/2099834778946123689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687443255823474169&amp;postID=2099834778946123689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/2099834778946123689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/2099834778946123689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-truly-can-be-wonderful-thing.html' title='Life truly can be a wonderful thing...'/><author><name>masqueradings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13572137843785778617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687443255823474169.post-3217544855447641619</id><published>2008-12-06T17:11:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:15:04.631+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phoebe Buffay'/><title type='text'>A christmas video to get into the holiday season...</title><content type='html'>﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OY1xxhlq4RU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OY1xxhlq4RU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Days to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687443255823474169-3217544855447641619?l=masqueradings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/feeds/3217544855447641619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687443255823474169&amp;postID=3217544855447641619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/3217544855447641619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/3217544855447641619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-video-to-get-into-holiday.html' title='A christmas video to get into the holiday season...'/><author><name>masqueradings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13572137843785778617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687443255823474169.post-5917743658760593003</id><published>2008-12-03T23:09:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:16:07.729+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wes Carr'/><title type='text'>Forgive me father, for I have sinned...</title><content type='html'>... yes, I will be the first to admit it. Wes Carr's song is on my iPod. And I like it. Don't know why... I have really hated the last few winner's singles (Night of My Life was alright though). It's just so darn catchy I tells ya! Kinda surprised it didn't debut at #1... turns out people like Lady GaGa more. Good for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the template for reports look so darn official, and regular. I'm not sure I'm a huge fan of regularity; you've always got to have variance on your life. The only thing I like to have fixed is the hours that I work; that's it. Nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had another look at my 'to do' list. Damn it's long. And yet I don't want to cut any of it out. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm buying myself a Christmas present this week; I'm adopting a koala. I'd love to own a koala, but living in a unit... kind of unpractical for that I think. I'd highly recommend adopting if you have the inclination/funds, it's $40 a year. Message me if you want the link (purely because I can't be buggered finding it now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to writing for me; currently reviewing the new So Fresh compilation. Alive by Natalie Bassingthwaithe has just started playing. Eek. Between me and you, hope it picks up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687443255823474169-5917743658760593003?l=masqueradings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/feeds/5917743658760593003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687443255823474169&amp;postID=5917743658760593003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/5917743658760593003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/5917743658760593003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/2008/12/forgive-me-father-for-i-have-sinned.html' title='Forgive me father, for I have sinned...'/><author><name>masqueradings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13572137843785778617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687443255823474169.post-4537614073240094598</id><published>2008-12-03T10:54:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:13:37.066+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas Jefferson'/><title type='text'>I would like to...</title><content type='html'>... Become an elected member of parliament by 2030&lt;div&gt;... Have written (and have had published) my first book within the next three years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Complete no less than four university degrees (plus other study through TAFE etc) in areas that interest me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... "Retire" by the age of 40 and spend the remainder of my life either doing the things that I enjoy, travel, and devote the rest of my life to charity work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Go to acting classes/school and be in at least one small but nevertheless worthwhile production at a local theatre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Become a model, to remove the utterly annoying stereotype that models have buckley's intelligence... just to spite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Ensure that all people have equal legal rights, not only here in Australia, but around the world; an activist I think is a title that would suit me well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Be able to influence political leaders; and make them realize that there wrong in the world that needs to be fixed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Establish and run my own print magazine; yes, they are becoming extinct, but it's something I've always wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Create my own independent record label&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Walk from Sydney to Melbourne and raise a bucketload of cash for charity in the process&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Be there for ANY ONE who needs support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Have a substantially large portfolio of investments (but who doesn't?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Build houses that support families require to travel to urban areas for medical reasons, and for those who have been kicked out of their own home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Have less people living on the streets; and for those unlucky ones that have to, make sure they regularly have food and clean water available to them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Write and develop my own television sitcom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Learn how to be a DJ, and be a good one at that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Learn the skill of fire twirling. The people I have seen do it are absolutely incredible; I am envious of their skill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Love somebody, and be loved in return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Have three wonderful children; two girls and a boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Become a personal trainer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Own a Dance Dance Revolution machine; I've always wanted one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Create a short film about the change and evolution of the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Create a music video (tacky I know, but it would be uber fun!); perhaps even be in one too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Take up more sports; like Squash, Tennis, Swimming, Ten Pin Bowling... the list is endless (as is this one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Have the ability to save lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Ultimately become proud of who I am, and what I have accomplished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think it's possible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nothing can stop the man with the right mental attitude from achieving his goal; nothing on earth can help the man with the wrong mental attitude." - Thomas Jefferson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687443255823474169-4537614073240094598?l=masqueradings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/feeds/4537614073240094598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687443255823474169&amp;postID=4537614073240094598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/4537614073240094598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/4537614073240094598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-would-like-to.html' title='I would like to...'/><author><name>masqueradings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13572137843785778617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687443255823474169.post-7980724331856923699</id><published>2008-12-03T09:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:35:42.451+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Potbelleez'/><title type='text'>Are you with me...?</title><content type='html'>One simple question... are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crawling&lt;br /&gt;From the inside&lt;br /&gt;To the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting&lt;br /&gt;For the people&lt;br /&gt;Reuniting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;Let it all out, let it all out&lt;br /&gt;I know you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, together&lt;br /&gt;We're stronger as one&lt;br /&gt;Are you with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, together&lt;br /&gt;We're stronger as one&lt;br /&gt;Are you with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are opening&lt;br /&gt;Up the future&lt;br /&gt;From the chaos of the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living&lt;br /&gt;In the moments&lt;br /&gt;Leading everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;Let it all out, let it all out&lt;br /&gt;I know you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, together&lt;br /&gt;We're stronger as one&lt;br /&gt;Are you with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, together&lt;br /&gt;We're stronger as one&lt;br /&gt;Are you with me?                &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687443255823474169-7980724331856923699?l=masqueradings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/feeds/7980724331856923699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687443255823474169&amp;postID=7980724331856923699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/7980724331856923699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/7980724331856923699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-you-with-me.html' title='Are you with me...?'/><author><name>masqueradings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13572137843785778617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687443255823474169.post-4289892479341331790</id><published>2008-11-30T16:14:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:25:26.466+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GenQ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Squee! My passion has returned!</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love it when you feel you have your groove back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_joKcLD_LtNo/STIh7O4qouI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q8Xr8ma-e6o/s1600-h/GenQ+Summer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 413px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_joKcLD_LtNo/STIh7O4qouI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q8Xr8ma-e6o/s400/GenQ+Summer.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274315415096042210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out world!&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687443255823474169-4289892479341331790?l=masqueradings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/feeds/4289892479341331790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687443255823474169&amp;postID=4289892479341331790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/4289892479341331790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/4289892479341331790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/2008/11/squee-my-passion-has-returned.html' title='Squee! My passion has returned!'/><author><name>masqueradings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13572137843785778617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_joKcLD_LtNo/STIh7O4qouI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q8Xr8ma-e6o/s72-c/GenQ+Summer.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687443255823474169.post-1277255301066530867</id><published>2008-11-29T09:33:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:37:54.206+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunters and Collectors'/><title type='text'>A dream...</title><content type='html'>I had a dream about this song last night. I wonder if it means anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will come for you at nighttime&lt;br /&gt;I will raise you from your sleep&lt;br /&gt;I will kiss you in four places&lt;br /&gt;As I go running along your street&lt;br /&gt;I will squeeze the life out of you&lt;br /&gt;You will make me laugh and make me cry&lt;br /&gt;And we will never forget it&lt;br /&gt;You will make me call your name&lt;br /&gt;And I'll shout it to the blue summer sky&lt;br /&gt;And we may never meet again&lt;br /&gt;So shed your skin and let's get started&lt;br /&gt;And you will throw your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you will throw your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed of you at nighttime&lt;br /&gt;And I watched you in your sleep&lt;br /&gt;I met you in high places&lt;br /&gt;I touched your head and touched your feet&lt;br /&gt;So if you disappear out of view&lt;br /&gt;You know I will never say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And though I try to forget it&lt;br /&gt;You will make me call your name&lt;br /&gt;And I'll shout it to the blue summer sky...&lt;br /&gt;And we may never meet again...&lt;br /&gt;So shed your skin and let's get started&lt;br /&gt;And you will throw your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you will throw your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;Oh...yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;You will throw your arms around me...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you will throw your arms around me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And so another day begins in the life of the masquerade...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687443255823474169-1277255301066530867?l=masqueradings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/feeds/1277255301066530867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687443255823474169&amp;postID=1277255301066530867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/1277255301066530867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/1277255301066530867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/2008/11/dream.html' title='A dream...'/><author><name>masqueradings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13572137843785778617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687443255823474169.post-720383476320599934</id><published>2008-11-28T13:44:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:51:17.996+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kylie Minogue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick Cave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Where the wild rose grew...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... When he knocked on my door, and entered the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My trembling subsided in his sure embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He would be my first man, and with a careful hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He wiped down the tears that ran down my face ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... On the second day he came with a single red rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He said: Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I nodded my head, as I laid on the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I show you the roses will you follow? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... On the third day he took me to the river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He showed me the roses, and we kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the last thing I heard, was a muttered word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One would like to hope for a fourth day. Not now, but in the future would be nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687443255823474169-720383476320599934?l=masqueradings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/feeds/720383476320599934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687443255823474169&amp;postID=720383476320599934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/720383476320599934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/720383476320599934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-wild-rose-grew_28.html' title='Where the wild rose grew...'/><author><name>masqueradings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13572137843785778617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687443255823474169.post-7943122697419535243</id><published>2008-11-28T10:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:51:24.444+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bernice Johnson Reagon'/><title type='text'>My masquerade</title><content type='html'>This is me... or is it?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my chance to be the person that I want to be, as well as the person that I necessarily... may not want to be. At least in reality anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just one day is full of thousands of thoughts. Some are incredibly simple, such as what you are going to eat for breakfast, what time the train is that you are going to catch to work, or whether you should eat that booger you've just picked out of your nose because you think you know that nobody is looking. Others are quite complex; what you want to achieve in a day, a year, a lifetime, how you think you fit into the workplace, the family, the world, and why things are apparently always in threes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am on a mission that continually changes. More than ninety percent of the time it is me personally that makes such amendments, but on some occasions, it's not. And that's what keeps life interesting. The freedom of writing your words without putting your name to it; that anonymity... it's a fascinating masquerade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I think of myself as a grain of sand. You can make a difference. Have you ever walked around with a grain of sand in your shoe? It's not comfortable. What I do is that small, but I do think I have to give it away and I have to give it away beyond my existence." - Bernice Johnson Reagon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687443255823474169-7943122697419535243?l=masqueradings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/feeds/7943122697419535243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4687443255823474169&amp;postID=7943122697419535243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/7943122697419535243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687443255823474169/posts/default/7943122697419535243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masqueradings.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-masquerade.html' title='My masquerade'/><author><name>masqueradings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13572137843785778617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
