<?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-8815245</id><updated>2012-02-17T11:18:33.437+08:00</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='singapore education'/><category term='flv'/><category term='The Animals'/><category term='Youtube'/><category term='Poisoning Pigeons in the Park'/><category term='Zombie'/><title type='text'>atll</title><subtitle type='html'>Today -
I'll be a dandy and I'll be a rover
You'll know who I am by the song that I sing
I'll feast at your table, and I'll sleep in your clover
Who cares what tomorrow shall bring...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-1979067472443324046</id><published>2012-01-08T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T17:33:22.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyan Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Memes and the Creative Spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nyan Cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;About: Wiki&amp;nbsp;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nyan_Cat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Original:&amp;nbsp;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QH2-TGUlwu4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Variations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speed: 200%&amp;nbsp;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gZHv_grgzaM&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-1646896367863424646</id><published>2011-05-24T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T00:59:35.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Drank a pot of green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories from Mr Chiam.&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;neighbors have been asking me to do stuff.&lt;br /&gt;HDB and ABC.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should.&lt;br /&gt;But who'd benefit?&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syria today. Bangkok soon.&lt;br /&gt;Sudan.&lt;br /&gt;A never ending chain/cycle of human suffering/liberty/decadence.&lt;br /&gt;Polarity, antithesis and the divide that multiplies like cancer cells.&lt;br /&gt;Where does one even start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine what it will be like to compile all the information and knowledge that I've been gathering for the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if i can dish out something coherent, useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dimidium facti qui coepit habet: sapere aude, incipe&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;("He who has begun is half done: dare to know!")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;The iPad will arrive in 2 weeks time. Cold turkey till then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Can't believe that I actually desired it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Desire, Dispair, Desire... So many monsters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;It's opening a can of worms/pandora's box.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;What happened to enlightenment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Buddha or Kant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Shit I'm back to square one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Or did I just begin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Sapere Aude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-1646896367863424646?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/1646896367863424646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=1646896367863424646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1646896367863424646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1646896367863424646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2011/05/sleepless-night.html' title='Sleepless Night'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-2519680582434254436</id><published>2011-04-14T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T15:32:29.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics and Leadership</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Thank you Lingyan for your reminders and encouragement. =) This post is dedicated to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reference: http://www.ted.com/talks/patrick_awuah_on_educating_leaders.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something in the way which we educate our leaders and pick them from schools&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The method of teaching and learning is by rote, that there is a formula to being successful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lack of creative and objective view of the world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This success is reinforced and expected within families of the higher socio-economic backgrounds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is little emphasis on ethical and moral thinking, and much focus on the attainment of the individual rather than on&amp;nbsp;pursuit&amp;nbsp;of ideals and excellence.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Students develop a stronger sense of entitlement than responsibility&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The reason why a company or corporation like microsoft can have annual turnover higher and in steady growth than the GDP of many countries, is the way the organisation is run, the working conditions and the selection process of its staff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;References from a&amp;nbsp;A full-time community&amp;nbsp;choreographer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.ted.com/speakers/dave_meslin.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.thestar.com/news/gta/article/751975--a-mez-merizing-list-of-city-specific-ideas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People do not shun politics because they don't care, are too selfish, too stupid or too lazy to try to make a difference in their community.&amp;nbsp;We live in a world that actively discourages involvement and engagement and puts in obstacles and barriers in our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intentional exclusion as seen in the way leaders pitch and invite involvement of the community in the decision making process of the community. Why doesn't the leadership institutions put in ads in the media to provide updates and invoke response? &amp;nbsp;Case in point in Toronto: Ad by city hall Vs commercial ad by nike.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Misuse of visual and mental environment (public spaces and media): Instead of messages that inspire action, we are bombarded and influenced by profit driven forces that impresses people the things we should want. Advertisements require $$ and social messages cannot afford to keep up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lifestyle as depicted by media includes food, entertainment and personal development ads and articles - Mainly participatory and self-indulgent with little emphasis on community involvement! Peoples interest as piqued by media enforces the idea that Politics is a Spectator Sport, just like how we read about lives of celebrities or follow the sports news. No real relationships follow and hence little interest and stake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Depiction of heros and leaders in pop culture (such as movies matrix, pokemon, harry potter, alice in wonderland, lord of the rings) and even in religion enforces the idea that the hero is one who has a mark on this head, is bestowed upon, comes from prophecy, is extraordinary, is chosen, is special and has magical or special talents. There is also an expectation that the hero is perfect and cannot fail, make big decisions and impacts, and spends his entire life dedicated to the good of the people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Political Parties are uninspiring and uncreative, relying heavily on focus groups, market research, polling (Information collected from specialists and solicited based on purpose) and hence reactionary at best. Pitching of ideas to people are regurgitative, non or selectively engaging, and all groups argue and say the same thing, feeding mass cynicism.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Important social groups are silenced or drowned by the voices of the masses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elections as an enforced proceeding rather than desire is a joke.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some other ideas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leadership should be a long term relationship with the people, where it is a 2 way street of constant communication and interaction rather and a single sided action-reaction and an affair during election time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ordinary individuals with dreams of making the community better, who are uninvited and are willing to work with others to make their dreams real should step up to be leaders. Leadership should be seen as collective effort, tolerance of imperfections, actions that can be very small, voluntary and are made up of ordinary people - you and I who just want to make things better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People are not apathetic and&amp;nbsp;apathy&amp;nbsp;is not a personal syndrome. People 'are faced and influenced by a complex web of cultural barriers that reinforces disengagement.'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2519680582434254436?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2519680582434254436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2519680582434254436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2519680582434254436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2519680582434254436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2011/04/politics-and-leadership.html' title='Politics and Leadership'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-3384599731400624817</id><published>2011-04-06T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:24:42.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evangelion and the Love Guru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Finally I managed to catch it after soooo many years!&lt;br /&gt;Wow forgot the effect anime has on me! It seemed that the last one was more than a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;And a cross reference brought&amp;nbsp;Pipa's Song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;"&gt;The year's at the spring,&lt;br /&gt;And day's at the morn;&lt;br /&gt;Morning's at seven;&lt;br /&gt;The hill-side's dew-pearl'd;&lt;br /&gt;The lark's on the wing;&lt;br /&gt;The snail's on the thorn;&lt;br /&gt;God's in His heaven--&lt;br /&gt;All's right with the world!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Browning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most inspiration comes from the bathroom. Why is it that I forget everything the moment I step out of it? If only i could type while showing. Or the focus would distract me?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it savage gardens that blasting, it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;D.R.A.M.A.Distraction. Regression. Adjustment. Maturation. Action&lt;br /&gt;G.U.R.U.Gee, You are you&lt;br /&gt;B.I.B.L.E.Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farnie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to research on tag software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-3384599731400624817?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/3384599731400624817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=3384599731400624817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3384599731400624817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3384599731400624817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2011/04/evangelion-and-love-guru.html' title='Evangelion and the Love Guru'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-137275919194213319</id><published>2011-03-13T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:48:36.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abandon ship or abandon hope!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Skin tight leopards&lt;br /&gt;Bochap heads, bleeding of talents.&lt;br /&gt;Children self centered&amp;nbsp;requiring&amp;nbsp;change of mindsets&lt;br /&gt;teachers equally responsible&lt;br /&gt;Japan in ruins, yet&amp;nbsp;holiday makers&amp;nbsp;mourn most&lt;br /&gt;Ruien,&amp;nbsp;LUXurious Shuqi&lt;br /&gt;Falling paint and water sprays&lt;br /&gt;Washing machines and clogged up pipes&lt;br /&gt;IT Fair steps on feet, shove and tussle, &amp;nbsp;racial distinctions&lt;br /&gt;Piteria and heavy metals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-137275919194213319?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/137275919194213319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=137275919194213319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/137275919194213319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/137275919194213319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2011/03/abandon-ship-or-abandon-hope.html' title='Abandon ship or abandon hope!'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-7434396815855403604</id><published>2011-02-24T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T21:22:26.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I'm going to try something for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is rant?&lt;br /&gt;I actually searched for its meaning on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rant"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from which I was distracted by&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dialectic" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;"&gt;dialectic&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;This is one of the reasons why I chose to rant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;I believe it is one good way to clear my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Its getting too wild and out of hand, distractions abound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;And yet it is always organising, reviewing and sorting itself out on its own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Just from these past paragraphs, these thoughts popped into my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;1. This isn't really a rant, in the sense that it is not focused on anything at all?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;2. It eventually will lead to something I suppose, especially when I'm good at taking totally unrelated ideas and putting them into some awkward, yet reasonable conclusion so this post might be a rant after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;3. But then again it might not lead into a conclusion as I get a) distracted easily, b) tire easily or c) just cannot stay focused for whatever reason (which case a,b could be the reasons) and it has the potential to be a rant but never come into fruitation - a thought experiment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;4. It may not be a rant but something more, if I am motivated and focused enough, it'll be easy to turn any rant into a highly established argument backed with evidence,&amp;nbsp;anecdotes, theory and consist of established ideas and thoughts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;5. But then again because there really isn't any constructive purpose nor impact on the world, so it won't happen, plus point 3 has a knack of always happening. Especially more so now. Or has it always been?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;6. Quick review. 1.Doubt&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;--&amp;gt; 2. Method --&amp;gt; 3.Hindrances&amp;nbsp;--&amp;gt; 4.Right motivation --&amp;gt; 5. Self doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;A summary of what's going on in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;What goes on in my mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;I'm living only in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-7434396815855403604?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/7434396815855403604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=7434396815855403604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7434396815855403604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7434396815855403604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2011/02/rant.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-2396092471385752749</id><published>2011-01-31T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T13:57:44.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning from Lady Gaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Check her out! Is she all trash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrO4YZeyl0I"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrO4YZeyl0I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some of her reasons for such performances? Is it purely entertainment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TFgTP47R4Ic&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TFgTP47R4Ic&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out her influence on University students!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUWfL32S5PA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUWfL32S5PA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bayblab.blogspot.com/2011/01/zheng-lab-bad-project-lady-gaga-parody.html"&gt;http://bayblab.blogspot.com/2011/01/zheng-lab-bad-project-lady-gaga-parody.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fl4L4M8m4d0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fl4L4M8m4d0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your mental image of a scientist?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think its such a waste of taxpayers' dollars for researchers to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2396092471385752749?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2396092471385752749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2396092471385752749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2396092471385752749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2396092471385752749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2011/01/learning-from-lady-gaga.html' title='Learning from Lady Gaga'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-4772990023424203697</id><published>2010-02-12T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T05:12:29.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally - Ah Ha! - what's Next</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep! &lt;br /&gt;This is something new for me. &lt;br /&gt;It's been almost 2 and a half months of good sleep at night where night terror no longer rules.&lt;br /&gt;and I finally get to rest really really well and I get to &lt;b&gt;DREAM&lt;/b&gt; every single night!&lt;br /&gt;It is something I long for and failed to do for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science Fiction.&lt;br /&gt;The stuff of dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Of man's &lt;b&gt;REALITY&lt;/b&gt; and humanity's &lt;b&gt;ALTERNATE FUTURES&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Of what &lt;b&gt;it is&lt;/b&gt; and what it &lt;b&gt;could be&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;never will be&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Psyched&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts are getting &lt;b&gt;COHERENT&lt;/b&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;Back to its usual logic at last. At least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking does help control diets which in turn affects health and mental well-being.&lt;br /&gt;Just loved the chemistry in cooking show thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Now all I lack is the &lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt; to exercise.&lt;br /&gt;Easily remedied with hiking and walking. &lt;br /&gt;Which I am tempted to do now in this late hour.&lt;br /&gt;All it takes is &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time and I am ready to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details of the trip are firming up really nicely and all it takes it a dedicated push in dealing and tying up all my administrative matters here and just setting off when it is time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I've not been too prudent in my planning nor extravagant in my approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Money&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is meant to be spent and can always be earned back.&lt;br /&gt;Too easily in fact that it is such a chore to do so while travelling.&lt;br /&gt;The time will be spent to decide how to make enough when I finally come back.&lt;br /&gt;And how interests should be financed by interests, whether be it investments or working in what you love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENOUGH&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Typing for now.&lt;br /&gt;Mind has warmed up.&lt;br /&gt;For the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indecisiveness has set in for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;And it is actually all good.&lt;br /&gt;To be in two minds.&lt;br /&gt;In my case many many minds.&lt;br /&gt;Leading to infinite possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;And it's all probable.&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the first step we take.&lt;br /&gt;Because it is what we &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt; do and the path it &lt;b&gt;EVENTUALLY&lt;/b&gt; leads&lt;br /&gt;That truly defines the purpose and meaning of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's next?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS: The title of this blog is so apt. Or it shall be simply just be. WILL.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Titles are good. Summaries. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-4772990023424203697?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/4772990023424203697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=4772990023424203697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4772990023424203697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4772990023424203697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2010/02/finally-ah-ha-whats-next.html' title='Finally - Ah Ha! - what&apos;s Next'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-9113033009906231017</id><published>2010-01-09T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:48:52.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year</title><content type='html'>Revival Revival Revival!&lt;br /&gt;Watch for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-9113033009906231017?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/9113033009906231017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=9113033009906231017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/9113033009906231017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/9113033009906231017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='A new year'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-5696128610760109330</id><published>2009-08-27T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:40:11.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Love</title><content type='html'>Cool stop animation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPXgpagx7ZE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We work hard all week through,&lt;br /&gt;And I spent my nights just loving you&lt;br /&gt;But my love was never enough&lt;br /&gt;Before too long you were running off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You'll never find, no you'll never find&lt;br /&gt;Another love like mine&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;You'll never find another love like mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is cold hard place&lt;br /&gt;So many players looking for that pretty face&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday you'll look back on what we had&lt;br /&gt;And this memory will make you feel worse than sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know that ever, I could love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I gave you all the love that's ever been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you will never fade&lt;br /&gt;Even though you've put me through all this pain&lt;br /&gt;When one loves with all his heart&lt;br /&gt;He bleeds forever when its torn apart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5696128610760109330?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/5696128610760109330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=5696128610760109330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5696128610760109330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5696128610760109330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-love.html' title='Another Love'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-3803569464450314492</id><published>2009-08-15T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T13:31:14.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bromazepam</title><content type='html'>Watching 'up' made me sad.&lt;br /&gt;Really really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Contact.&lt;br /&gt;Reminders of grandeur and insignificance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raynox and Comic Con.&lt;br /&gt;Understand why many take to sales and hobbies that make up their life.&lt;br /&gt;It's so refreshing and cool.&lt;br /&gt;I need to leave this place asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listened to Umbrella, and Across the Universe.&lt;br /&gt;Jai guru dei ja ommm.&lt;br /&gt;Nothings's going to change my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; How true I wonder?&lt;br /&gt;Many teachers take stress related medication.&lt;br /&gt;More english teachers take them than any other discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels really good. No wonder why people get addicted to them.&lt;br /&gt;I finally understand. &lt;br /&gt;There is a difference when you mind.&lt;br /&gt;And when you feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From wiki - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bromazepam&lt;br /&gt;Bromazepam (marketed under several brand names, including Lexotan, Brazepam, Bromaze, and Lectopam)[1] is a benzodiazepine derivative drug, developed in the 1970s.[2][3] It has mainly anxiolytic and at higher doses also sedative, hypnotic and skeletal muscle relaxant properties.[4]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-3803569464450314492?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/3803569464450314492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=3803569464450314492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3803569464450314492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3803569464450314492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/08/bromazepam.html' title='Bromazepam'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-8873184944261296888</id><published>2009-08-15T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T13:13:15.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Umbrella</title><content type='html'>You had my heart&lt;br /&gt;And we'll never be worlds apart&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in magazines&lt;br /&gt;But you'll still be my star&lt;br /&gt;Baby cause in the Dark&lt;br /&gt;You can see shiny Cars&lt;br /&gt;That's when you need me there&lt;br /&gt;With you I'll always share&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shines&lt;br /&gt;We'll shine together&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be your friend&lt;br /&gt;Took an oath&lt;br /&gt;I'mma stick it out 'till the end&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever&lt;br /&gt;Told you we still have each other&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These fancy things,&lt;br /&gt;Will never come in between&lt;br /&gt;You're my entity&lt;br /&gt;Here for Infinity&lt;br /&gt;When the war has took it's part&lt;br /&gt;When the world has dealt it's cards&lt;br /&gt;If the hand is hard&lt;br /&gt;Together we'll mend your heart&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shines&lt;br /&gt;We'll shine together&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be your friend&lt;br /&gt;Took an oath&lt;br /&gt;I'mma stick it out 'till the end&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever&lt;br /&gt;Told you we still have each other&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can run into my Arms&lt;br /&gt;That's okay don't be alarmed&lt;br /&gt;(Come into Me)&lt;br /&gt;(There's no distance in between our love)&lt;br /&gt;Gonna let the rain pour&lt;br /&gt;I'll be all you need and more ooohh&lt;br /&gt;Because... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BMB6YOWzQMY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BMB6YOWzQMY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla Sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TvC6VS4Np4U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TvC6VS4Np4U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-8873184944261296888?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/8873184944261296888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=8873184944261296888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8873184944261296888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8873184944261296888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/08/umbrella.html' title='Umbrella'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-5150337304287175107</id><published>2009-08-04T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:31:06.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song: Bongo Bong</title><content type='html'>Cover by Robbie Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S4gnHuEs6aM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S4gnHuEs6aM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama was queen of the mambo&lt;br /&gt;Papa was king of the Congo&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in the jungle&lt;br /&gt;I started bangin' my first bongo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every monkey'd like to be&lt;br /&gt;In my place instead of me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm the king of bongo bong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the big town&lt;br /&gt;Where there is a lot of sound&lt;br /&gt;From the jungle to the city&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a bigger crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I play my boogie&lt;br /&gt;For the people of big city&lt;br /&gt;But they don't go crazy&lt;br /&gt;When I'm bangin' in my boogie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the "king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong"&lt;br /&gt;Hear me when I come&lt;br /&gt;King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that I'm a clown&lt;br /&gt;Making too much dirty sound&lt;br /&gt;They say there is no place for little monkey in this town&lt;br /&gt;Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me&lt;br /&gt;Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong&lt;br /&gt;Hear me when I come&lt;br /&gt;"King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong"&lt;br /&gt;Bangin' on my bongo all that swing belongs to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy there's nobody in my place instead of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a king without a crown hanging loose in a big town&lt;br /&gt;But I'm the king of bongo baby I'm the king of bongo bong&lt;br /&gt;King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear me when I come, baby, king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5150337304287175107?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/5150337304287175107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=5150337304287175107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5150337304287175107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5150337304287175107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/08/song-bongo-bong.html' title='Song: Bongo Bong'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-2495940638880542715</id><published>2009-07-30T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:29:30.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golan Levin - Interactive Art</title><content type='html'>Golan Levin's a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ted.com/talks/golan_levin_ted2009.html?awesm=on.ted.com_24&amp;utm_campaign=ted&amp;utm_medium=on.ted.com-twitter&amp;utm_source=direct-on.ted.com&amp;utm_content=site-basic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double Taker(Snout) - http://www.flong.com/projects/snout/ &lt;br /&gt;and many more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2495940638880542715?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2495940638880542715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2495940638880542715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2495940638880542715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2495940638880542715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/07/golan-levin-interactive-art.html' title='Golan Levin - Interactive Art'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-3062274351702901253</id><published>2009-07-30T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:25:47.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kurt Schwitters and Ursonate</title><content type='html'>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kurt_Schwitters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awesome performance. &lt;br /&gt;http://www.flong.com/projects/ursonography/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-3062274351702901253?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/3062274351702901253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=3062274351702901253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3062274351702901253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3062274351702901253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/07/kurt-schwitters-and-ursonate.html' title='Kurt Schwitters and Ursonate'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-1779159823590753094</id><published>2009-06-29T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:37:02.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flv'/><title type='text'>House of the Rising Son</title><content type='html'>Eric Burdon is cool.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EWOMuvTQg3U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EWOMuvTQg3U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check him rocking as a 67 year old! Spill the Wine http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5XwpafmmRX8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-1779159823590753094?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/1779159823590753094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=1779159823590753094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1779159823590753094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1779159823590753094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/house-of-rising-son.html' title='House of the Rising Son'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-7634170550054136766</id><published>2009-06-28T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:29:32.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flv'/><title type='text'>Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood</title><content type='html'>The great fear i have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover by The Animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d2FT4FprxDg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d2FT4FprxDg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, do you understand me now&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel a little mad&lt;br /&gt;But don't you know that no one alive&lt;br /&gt;Can always be an angel&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong I seem to be bad&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree&lt;br /&gt;With a joy that's hard to hide&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes it seems that all I have do is worry&lt;br /&gt;Then you're bound to see my other side&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I seem edgy I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I never mean to take it out on you&lt;br /&gt;Life has it's problems and I get my share&lt;br /&gt;And that's one thing I never meant to do&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Oh baby don't you know I'm human&lt;br /&gt;Have thoughts like any other one&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I find myself long regretting&lt;br /&gt;Some foolish thing some little simple thing I've done&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original by Nina Simone: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=klyea0oYYrE&lt;br /&gt;Popular Version in Kill Bill: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wGFTrDMTyN4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-7634170550054136766?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/7634170550054136766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=7634170550054136766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7634170550054136766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7634170550054136766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-let-me-be-misunderstood.html' title='Don&apos;t Let Me Be Misunderstood'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-1681868533561584313</id><published>2009-06-26T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:47:08.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man in the Mirror</title><content type='html'>I'm Gonna Make A Change, For Once In My Life&lt;br /&gt;It's Gonna Feel Real Good,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Make A Difference&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Make It Right . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I, Turn Up The Collar On My Favourite Winter Coat&lt;br /&gt;This Wind Is Blowin' My Mind&lt;br /&gt;I See The Kids In The Street,&lt;br /&gt;With Not Enough To Eat&lt;br /&gt;Who Am I, To Be Blind?&lt;br /&gt;Pretending Not To See Their Needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Summer's Disregard, &lt;br /&gt;A Broken Bottle Top&lt;br /&gt;And A One Man's Soul&lt;br /&gt;They Follow Each Other On The Wind Ya' Know&lt;br /&gt;'Cause They Got Nowhere To Go&lt;br /&gt;That's Why I Want You To Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Starting With The Man In The Mirror&lt;br /&gt;I'm Asking Him To Change His Ways&lt;br /&gt;And No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer&lt;br /&gt;If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;Take A Look At Yourself, And&lt;br /&gt;Then Make A Change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've Been A Victim Of A Selfish Kind Of Love&lt;br /&gt;It's Time That I Realize&lt;br /&gt;That There Are Some With No Home, Not A Nickel To Loan&lt;br /&gt;Could It Be Really Me,&lt;br /&gt;Pretending That They're Not Alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Willow Deeply Scarred,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's Broken Heart&lt;br /&gt;And A Washed-Out Dream&lt;br /&gt;They Follow The Pattern Of&lt;br /&gt;The Wind, Ya' See&lt;br /&gt;Cause They Got No Place To Be&lt;br /&gt;That's Why I'm Starting With Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Starting With The Man In The Mirror&lt;br /&gt;I'm Asking Him To Change His Ways&lt;br /&gt;And No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer&lt;br /&gt;If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place&lt;br /&gt;Take A Look At Yourself And Then Make A Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Morrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZkVZnmHlgNg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZkVZnmHlgNg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the original man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPSkurGQj-M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPSkurGQj-M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-1681868533561584313?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/1681868533561584313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=1681868533561584313' title='0 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flv'/><title type='text'>Something to do on a nice Sunday Afternoon...</title><content type='html'>By Tom Lehrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yhuMLpdnOjY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yhuMLpdnOjY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-3781371461852382726?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/3781371461852382726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=3781371461852382726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3781371461852382726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3781371461852382726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-to-do-on-nice-sunday.html' title='Something to do on a nice Sunday Afternoon...'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-6153315579529896695</id><published>2009-06-16T11:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:36:02.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zee Avi</title><content type='html'>Do check her out. I mean her music.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N16W7_NOtr4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N16W7_NOtr4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-6153315579529896695?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.zeeavi.com/' title='Zee Avi'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/6153315579529896695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=6153315579529896695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6153315579529896695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6153315579529896695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/zee-avi.html' title='Zee Avi'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-1468537049079876511</id><published>2009-06-14T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:21:09.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bet (Excerpt) - Anton Chekov</title><content type='html'>http://www.eastoftheweb.com/short-stories/UBooks/Bet.shtml &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For fifteen years I have been intently studying earthly life. It is true I have not seen the earth nor men, but in your books I have drunk fragrant wine, I have sung songs, I have hunted stags and wild boars in the forests, have loved women ... Beauties as ethereal as clouds, created by the magic of your poets and geniuses, have visited me at night, and have whispered in my ears wonderful tales that have set my brain in a whirl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your books I have climbed to the peaks of Elburz and Mont Blanc, and from there I have seen the sun rise and have watched it at evening flood the sky, the ocean, and the mountain-tops with gold and crimson. I have watched from there the lightning flashing over my head and cleaving the storm-clouds. I have seen green forests, fields, rivers, lakes, towns. I have heard the singing of the sirens, and the strains of the shepherds' pipes; I have touched the wings of comely devils who flew down to converse with me of God ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your books I have flung myself into the bottomless pit, performed miracles, slain, burned towns, preached new religions, conquered whole kingdoms ...&lt;br /&gt;     "Your books have given me wisdom. All that the unresting thought of man has created in the ages is compressed into a small compass in my brain. I know that I am wiser than all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "And I despise your books, I despise wisdom and the blessings of this world. It is all worthless, fleeting, illusory, and deceptive, like a mirage. You may be proud, wise, and fine, but death will wipe you off the face of the earth as though you were no more than mice burrowing under the floor, and your posterity, your history, your immortal geniuses will burn or freeze together with the earthly globe.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-1468537049079876511?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/1468537049079876511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=1468537049079876511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1468537049079876511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1468537049079876511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/bet-excerpt-anton-chekov.html' title='The Bet (Excerpt) - Anton Chekov'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-8118146481266452439</id><published>2009-06-11T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:46:00.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 4 Down by the Salley Gardens</title><content type='html'>Poem by William Yeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet;&lt;br /&gt;    She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet.&lt;br /&gt;    She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;&lt;br /&gt;    But I, being young and foolish, with her did not agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In a field by the river my love and I did stand,&lt;br /&gt;    And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand.&lt;br /&gt;    She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;&lt;br /&gt;    But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi's Rendition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXerpuehMXY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXerpuehMXY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this song so difficult to sing?&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/results?search_type=&amp;search_query=down+by+the+salley+gardens&amp;aq=1&amp;oq=down+by+the+sall&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Down_By_The_Salley_Gardens#Recordings&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XVTDp3ATjMg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-8118146481266452439?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/8118146481266452439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=8118146481266452439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8118146481266452439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8118146481266452439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-4-down-by-salley-gardens.html' title='Part 4 Down by the Salley Gardens'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-4434529821959223465</id><published>2009-06-11T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:24:00.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3: In my Life</title><content type='html'>Emi Fujita's Cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l8H6rY-V2fI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l8H6rY-V2fI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original by Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Fo9YEhNEbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Fo9YEhNEbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are places i'll remember&lt;br /&gt;All my life though some have changed&lt;br /&gt;Some forever not for better&lt;br /&gt;Some have gone and some remain&lt;br /&gt;All these places have their moments&lt;br /&gt;With lovers and friends i still can recall&lt;br /&gt;Some are dead and some are living&lt;br /&gt;In my life i've loved them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of all these friends and lovers&lt;br /&gt;There is no one compares with you&lt;br /&gt;And these memories lose their meaning&lt;br /&gt;When i think of love as something new&lt;br /&gt;Though i know i'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know i'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life i love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i know i'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know i'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life i love you more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-4434529821959223465?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/4434529821959223465/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-8649461807194118145</id><published>2009-06-10T09:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:14:00.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2 Today Emi Fujita</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACAS9Lnuk84&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACAS9Lnuk84&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine&lt;br /&gt;I'll taste your strawberries&lt;br /&gt;I'll drink your sweet wine&lt;br /&gt;A million tomorrow shall all pass away&lt;br /&gt;ere I forget all the joy that is mine, today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a dandy and I'll be a rover&lt;br /&gt;You'll know who I am by the song that I sing&lt;br /&gt;I'll feast at your table, and I'll sleep in your clover&lt;br /&gt;Who cares what tomorrow shall bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine&lt;br /&gt;I'll taste your strawberries&lt;br /&gt;I'll drink your sweet wine&lt;br /&gt;A million tomorrow shall all pass away&lt;br /&gt;ere I forget all the joy that is mine, today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be contented with yesterday's glory&lt;br /&gt;I can't live on promises winter to spring&lt;br /&gt;Today is my moment and now is my story&lt;br /&gt;I'll laugh, and I'll cry, and I'll sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine&lt;br /&gt;I'll taste your strawberries&lt;br /&gt;I'll drink your sweet wine&lt;br /&gt;A million tomorrow shall all pass away&lt;br /&gt;ere I forget all the joy that is mine, today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-8649461807194118145?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/8649461807194118145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=8649461807194118145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8649461807194118145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8649461807194118145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-2-today-emi-fujita.html' title='Part 2 Today Emi Fujita'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-7134212158959040052</id><published>2009-06-10T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:11:00.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1b Wishes Emi Fujita</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1HM45vTrZVA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1HM45vTrZVA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked in the sky and there I saw a star shining so bright above&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and wished upon the star that I would fine true love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who needed me&lt;br /&gt;Someone to share my life&lt;br /&gt;For a love that would be true&lt;br /&gt;I would wait forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...no...matter how long it may be&lt;br /&gt;I will be waiting&lt;br /&gt;One star-brighter than the others&lt;br /&gt;Two Hearts-beating for each other&lt;br /&gt;I believe wishes really come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight I knew it from the moment when you said hello&lt;br /&gt;I hoped you felt it too, but we both so shy-how was I to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you reached for my hand&lt;br /&gt;I knew you were the one&lt;br /&gt;We laughed and talked for hours like I'd known you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like...a...dream or something from a book&lt;br /&gt;True love had found me&lt;br /&gt;One star-brighter than the others&lt;br /&gt;Two Hearts-beating for each other&lt;br /&gt;Now I see wishes really come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just have to dream&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's as bad as it seems&lt;br /&gt;to be...believe me&lt;br /&gt;Someone's waiting for you to try&lt;br /&gt;There in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One star-brighter than the others&lt;br /&gt;Two Hearts-beating for each other&lt;br /&gt;You will see wishes really come true&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop believing-wishes do come true&lt;br /&gt;You gotta believe me (wish on a star) wishes do come true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-7134212158959040052?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/7134212158959040052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Part 1a ひだまりの詩、　Le Couple</title><content type='html'>Emi Fujita and Her husband Ryuji Fujita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JkIuum1JXfg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JkIuum1JXfg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-6478627329899284654?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/6478627329899284654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>Black is the Color of my True Love's Hair</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tbbpxHmN0yc&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yale Whiffenpoofs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tbbpxHmN0yc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tbbpxHmN0yc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;The Twilight Singers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dAu7z1Ebm-o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PNyUAmysadE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for making you wait such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Work came up suddenly again.&lt;br /&gt;Always being unable to be together&lt;br /&gt;I know I've made you feel lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the times when we can't meet&lt;br /&gt;your voice cracks over the telephone.&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face that time when we met after so long&lt;br /&gt;Tugs at my chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that you are deep within my heart.&lt;br /&gt;"I love you"-- I can't imagine myself saying those words! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting only in that thing you said&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting until today.&lt;br /&gt;I pray I won't forget how to smile,&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when I am with you, laughing, I can open up.&lt;br /&gt;"I love you"-- even so, I can't imagine saying those words aloud!&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that you are deep within my heart.&lt;br /&gt;"I love you"-- I just can't say it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-1964861184463027278?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/1964861184463027278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=1964861184463027278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1964861184463027278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1964861184463027278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='Part 2b 劉若英 很愛很愛你'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-7042152546812183763</id><published>2009-06-07T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:12:30.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2b Kiroro  長い間</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fohw5stsKLo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fohw5stsKLo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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Kiroro  長い間'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-8630966343936195643</id><published>2009-06-07T11:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:12:13.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1b 后来 by 劉若英</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a linkindex="1" href="http://tingdong.powersugoi.net/artist.php?artist=20" title="find more by this artist!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mmLfJm-IDUI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mmLfJm-IDUI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="song-title"&gt;Afterwards (&lt;a linkindex="3" href="http://tingdong.powersugoi.net/artist.php?artist=20" title="find more by this artist!"&gt;René Liu&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="song-translation"&gt;Afterwards, I finally learned how to love&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame you disappeared into the sea of faces.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, though all the tears, I finally understood&lt;br /&gt;That you can only miss somebody once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White petals of orange flowers fall on my blue pleated skirt&lt;br /&gt;"I love you," you softly say&lt;br /&gt;I lowered my head and smelled the burst of fragrance&lt;br /&gt;That eternal night; 17 years old, midsummer&lt;br /&gt;That night you kissed me&lt;br /&gt;Letting me in my future days, when I feel like sighing&lt;br /&gt;To always remember that day's starlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That love then, why was it so simple like that?&lt;br /&gt;And also, why when we are young&lt;br /&gt;Must we let those whom we love be hurt?&lt;br /&gt;On this similar deep of night, are you the same?&lt;br /&gt;Also feeling the quiet hurt of regret?&lt;br /&gt;If at the time we could have been less stubborn&lt;br /&gt;We would not feel regret now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you remembering me? Does it bring you laughter or silence?&lt;br /&gt;These past years, was there someone who could let you not be lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will never happen again.&lt;br /&gt;To have that boy in love with that girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-8630966343936195643?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/8630966343936195643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=8630966343936195643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8630966343936195643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8630966343936195643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/by.html' title='Part 1b 后来 by 劉若英'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-3372196834239036692</id><published>2009-06-07T11:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:11:56.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1a Kiroro  未来へ</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFW42rLfKwo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFW42rLfKwo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-3372196834239036692?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/3372196834239036692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=3372196834239036692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3372196834239036692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3372196834239036692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/kiroro-part-1.html' title='Part 1a Kiroro  未来へ'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-5956957066202949415</id><published>2009-06-04T12:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:21:39.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zombie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore education'/><title type='text'>How to make your own Zombie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;What are zombies? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to wiki: a mythical creature that appears in folklore and popular culture typically as a reanimated corpse or a mindless human being.&lt;br /&gt;Modern zombies are typically depicted in popular culture as mindless, unfeeling monsters with a hunger for human brains and flesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;"Father give me the Bull of Heaven,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;So he can kill &lt;a linkindex="54" href="http://simple.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gilgamesh" title="Gilgamesh"&gt;Gilgamesh&lt;/a&gt; in his dwelling.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;If you do not give me the Bull of Heaven,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I will knock down the Gates of the Netherworld,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;I will smash the doorposts, and leave the doors flat down,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;and will let the dead go up to eat the living!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And the dead will outnumber the living!"&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;(Mesopotamian mythology, Ishtar)&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Zombies_in_Films" id="Zombies_in_Films"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;But there are real 'zombies'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read up on Clairvius Narcisse here. (http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,952208,00.html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So to make a Haitian zombie - the complicated way: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.abc.net.au/science/articles/2004/12/09/1260445.htm )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, make them "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;", then make them "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt;" so that their minds are malleable&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;toad venon&lt;/span&gt; - biogenic amines, bufogenine and bufotoxins. One of their many effects is that of a pain-killer - far stronger than cocaine.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fugu tetrodotoxin&lt;/span&gt; - The toxin drops your temperature and blood pressure, and puts you into a deep coma. In Japan, some of the victims recovered a few days after being declared dead.&lt;br /&gt;- Datura (Jimsons Weed, Angel's Trumpet, Brugmanisa candida) - contains the chemicals atropine, hyoscyamine and scopolamine, which can act as powerful hallucinogens in the appropriate doses. It breaks your links with reality, and then destroys all recent memories. So you don't know what day it is, where you are and, worst of all, you don't even know who you are. The zombies are in a state of semi-permanent induced psychotic delirium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To make a Singaporean Zombie - The easy way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;- Send the unfortunate soul to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5956957066202949415?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/5956957066202949415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=5956957066202949415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5956957066202949415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5956957066202949415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-make-your-own-zombie.html' title='How to make your own Zombie!'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-601354386821892009</id><published>2009-06-03T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:55:10.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3: Kaze Ni Naru/ To become Wind</title><content type='html'>Close the forgotten eyes and retrieve the love song&lt;br /&gt;Reach out your hand hidden in the blue sky one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget, soon I'll be by your side all the time&lt;br /&gt;Even when at dawn you gaze at the starry sky alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your only heart become darkened by sadness&lt;br /&gt;I'll change your sighs into the spring breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ride my bike fast up the sunny hill&lt;br /&gt;Carrying the memories I forgot with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala, I hum, staining my lips&lt;br /&gt;The happiness I've found with you is like a flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open the forgotten window; the love song starts to run&lt;br /&gt;Hold up the hand entrusted to the blue sky one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget that soon you'll be by my side all the time&lt;br /&gt;Even on the tomorrows when wavering tears shine in the starry sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embracing that lone word in my heart&lt;br /&gt;For your sake, I am now blown on by the spring breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ride my bike fast up the sunny hill&lt;br /&gt;Carrying the promise I made with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala, I hum, staining my lips&lt;br /&gt;The happiness I've found with you is like a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ride my bike fast up the sunny hill&lt;br /&gt;Carrying the promise I made with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala, I hum, staining my lips&lt;br /&gt;The happiness I've found with you is like a prayer&lt;br /&gt;The happiness I've found with you is like a prayer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-601354386821892009?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/601354386821892009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=601354386821892009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/601354386821892009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/601354386821892009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-3-kaze-ni-naru-to-become-wind.html' title='Part 3: Kaze Ni Naru/ To become Wind'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-2626400241620915467</id><published>2009-06-03T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:49:14.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2: To Become Wind</title><content type='html'>The original Singer, Tsuji Ayano.&lt;br /&gt;She's cute in her funky way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly the kind of person to relate to whenever we're depressed/content/happy state!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/azd9_5ogwF0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/azd9_5ogwF0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2626400241620915467?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2626400241620915467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2626400241620915467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2626400241620915467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2626400241620915467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-2-to-become-wind.html' title='Part 2: To Become Wind'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-4275201674076920661</id><published>2009-06-03T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:35:00.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1: Kaze Ni Naru</title><content type='html'>Since I've been doing tweets, have not updated here in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to share the BESTEST song in the whole world!&lt;br /&gt;Took YEARS literally to found out which cartoon this song was from, coz i vaguely remember a cat cycling up a hill and singing this song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it turned out I had this anime in my DVD collection all along!&lt;br /&gt;And its from the bestest Studio Ghibli! &lt;br /&gt;The Cat Returns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2gPp2IIA96E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2gPp2IIA96E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what she's singing about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-4275201674076920661?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/4275201674076920661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=4275201674076920661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4275201674076920661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4275201674076920661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-1-kaze-ni-naru.html' title='Part 1: Kaze Ni Naru'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-1220924524111694876</id><published>2009-05-31T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:35:38.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 King Only</title><content type='html'>By The Twilight Singers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would be King&lt;br /&gt;and get a piece of anything&lt;br /&gt;a Kingdom has it coming to&lt;br /&gt;if i flew high enough&lt;br /&gt;to touch the hand of Venus&lt;br /&gt;would she stroke my face?&lt;br /&gt;and promise me the Kingdom would be mine&lt;br /&gt;if only i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play me...&lt;br /&gt;save me...&lt;br /&gt;either way i'll be your baby&lt;br /&gt;cuz you don't have to tell me so&lt;br /&gt;for me to know&lt;br /&gt;that you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once&lt;br /&gt;i woke up from a dream&lt;br /&gt;and knew that things would never be&lt;br /&gt;the kingdom that was promised me&lt;br /&gt;and i fell far enough&lt;br /&gt;to touch the hand of Lucifer&lt;br /&gt;stripped of all His glory&lt;br /&gt;when He sat beside the King&lt;br /&gt;and was denied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nLpbgkZJSPY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nLpbgkZJSPY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-1220924524111694876?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/1220924524111694876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=1220924524111694876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1220924524111694876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1220924524111694876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/05/king-only.html' title='2 King Only'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-2506333162887909978</id><published>2009-05-30T09:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:35:25.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Viva la Vida</title><content type='html'>I never want to be king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yeGHyRavAA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yeGHyRavAA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing,&lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead, long live the king!"&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you'd go there was never,&lt;br /&gt;never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;That was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in&lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;People couldn't believe what I'd become&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries wait&lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string&lt;br /&gt;Oh, who would ever wanna be king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells were ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs were singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know St. Peter won't call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never honest were&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2506333162887909978?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2506333162887909978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2506333162887909978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2506333162887909978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2506333162887909978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/05/viva-la-vida.html' title='1 Viva la Vida'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-2245091235962153201</id><published>2009-04-16T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:12:45.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds of Fate</title><content type='html'>By Ella Wheeler Wilcox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One ship drives east and another drives west&lt;br /&gt;With the selfsame winds that blow.&lt;br /&gt;'Tis the set of the sails&lt;br /&gt;And not the gales&lt;br /&gt;Which tells us the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate,&lt;br /&gt;As we voyage along through life:&lt;br /&gt;'Tis the set of the soul&lt;br /&gt;That decides its goal,&lt;br /&gt;And not the calm or the strife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2245091235962153201?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2245091235962153201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2245091235962153201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2245091235962153201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2245091235962153201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2009/04/winds-of-fate.html' title='Winds of Fate'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-4619104045736771932</id><published>2009-02-10T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:53:24.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse with No Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0KKGdb4qUY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0KKGdb4qUY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first part of the journey&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at all the life&lt;br /&gt;There were plants and birds and rocks and things&lt;br /&gt;There was sand and hills and rings&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz&lt;br /&gt;And the sky with no clouds&lt;br /&gt;The heat was hot and the ground was dry&lt;br /&gt;But the air was full of sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name&lt;br /&gt;It felt good to be out of the rain&lt;br /&gt;In the desert you can remember your name&lt;br /&gt;cause there aint no one for to give you no pain&lt;br /&gt;La, la ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two days in the desert sun&lt;br /&gt;My skin began to turn red&lt;br /&gt;After three days in the desert fun&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at a river bed&lt;br /&gt;And the story it told of a river that flowed&lt;br /&gt;Made me sad to think it was dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name&lt;br /&gt;By Ameria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt good to be out of the rain&lt;br /&gt;In the desert you can remember your name&lt;br /&gt;cause there aint no one for to give you no pain&lt;br /&gt;La, la ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nine days I let the horse run free&lt;br /&gt;cause the desert had turned to sea&lt;br /&gt;There were plants and birds and rocks and things&lt;br /&gt;There was sand and hills and rings&lt;br /&gt;The ocean is a desert with its life underground&lt;br /&gt;And a perfect disguise above&lt;br /&gt;Under the cities lies a heart made of ground&lt;br /&gt;But the humans will give no love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see Ive been through the desert on a horse with no name&lt;br /&gt;It felt good to be out of the rain&lt;br /&gt;In the desert you can remember your name&lt;br /&gt;cause there aint no one for to give you no pain&lt;br /&gt;La, la ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-4619104045736771932?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/4619104045736771932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=4619104045736771932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4619104045736771932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are flowing out like&lt;br /&gt;endless rain into a paper cup&lt;br /&gt;They slither while they pass&lt;br /&gt;They slip away across the universe&lt;br /&gt;Pools of sorrow waves of joy&lt;br /&gt;are drifting through my open mind&lt;br /&gt;Possessing and caressing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai guru deva om&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images of broken light which&lt;br /&gt;dance before me like a million eyes&lt;br /&gt;That call me on and on across the universe&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts meander like a&lt;br /&gt;restless wind inside a letter box&lt;br /&gt;they tumble blindly as they make their way&lt;br /&gt;across the universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCKANiM9tUM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCKANiM9tUM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover by Fiona Apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8gLWTtlMwo4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8gLWTtlMwo4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-714614460182142371?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.geocities.com/clevebeat/JaiGuruDeva.html' title='Jai guru deva om'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/714614460182142371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=714614460182142371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/714614460182142371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/714614460182142371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/11/jai-guru-deva-om.html' title='Jai guru deva om'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-1060783547903609717</id><published>2008-11-20T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:54:50.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Year 2525</title><content type='html'>By Zager and Evans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 2525&lt;br /&gt;If man is still alive&lt;br /&gt;If woman can survive&lt;br /&gt;They may find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 3535&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna need to tell the truth, tell no lies&lt;br /&gt;Everything you think, do, or say&lt;br /&gt;Is in the pill you took today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 4545&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna need your teeth, won't need your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You won't find a thing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's gonna look at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 5555&lt;br /&gt;Your arms are hanging limp at your sides&lt;br /&gt;Your legs not nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Some machine is doing that for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 6565&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna need no husband, won't need no wife&lt;br /&gt;You'll pick your son, pick your daughter too&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of a long black tube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 7510&lt;br /&gt;If God's a-comin' he ought to make it by then&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he'll look around himself and say&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's time for the Judgement day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 8510&lt;br /&gt;God's gonna shake his mighty head&lt;br /&gt;He'll either say I'm pleased where man has been&lt;br /&gt;Or tear it down and start again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 9595&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda wondering if man's gonna be alive&lt;br /&gt;He's taken everything this old earth can give&lt;br /&gt;And he ain't put back nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's been 10,000 years&lt;br /&gt;Man has cried a billion tears&lt;br /&gt;For what he never knew&lt;br /&gt;Now man's reign is through&lt;br /&gt;But through the eternal night&lt;br /&gt;The twinkling of starlight&lt;br /&gt;So very far away&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WhNM2K8cmU8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WhNM2K8cmU8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-1060783547903609717?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/1060783547903609717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=1060783547903609717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1060783547903609717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1060783547903609717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-year-2525.html' title='In the Year 2525'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-7456487346835095300</id><published>2008-11-11T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:29:48.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Feather</title><content type='html'>At the Conference "Living with the Earth" organized by the Intercultural Institute of Montreal in Canada, an Indian Canadian, Al Hunter, spoke about the symbolic meaning of the feather : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I speak in my language, I’ve been taught to introduce myself by telling you my name. In English, the closest translation would be "whirlwind".&lt;br /&gt;My totem, my clan, is the caribou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of the land where I come from speaks of the river. &lt;br /&gt;These feathers that I carry were given to me about ten years ago when I started on a journey to reclaim who I am. &lt;br /&gt;These feathers are very sacred because they come from the bird that flies highest in the sky and that is very important to us - the eagle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take them with me wherever I go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hold them whenever I speak, because they give me strength. &lt;br /&gt;They give me the ability to speak from my heart, to speak honestly, and to speak without anger, so as not to hurt anyone. &lt;br /&gt;I can tell you a story from these feathers. These are not just feathers. The middle bone is the path that we walk. &lt;br /&gt;It could be a path; it could be a river. You can call it whatever you want. &lt;br /&gt;All these off-to-the-sides are the choices that we have, but there is always this bone to which they are attached. &lt;br /&gt;For us, it is called "the red road", the road our fathers and forefathers have tried and which shows us the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last five hundred years we have been told that this "red road" is no longer there, that our ways are no longer valid, that our ways are no longer alive. &lt;br /&gt;And when that did not work, our language was taken away from us by force. &lt;br /&gt;My own family and relatives tell me stories of when they went to school, when the people came to our communities and just took the young children, and the young babies. They stole them ! And they brought them to the school. They were beaten when they spoke their language. &lt;br /&gt;They had never heard English in their life, but they were beaten when they tried to speak their language. This history is common, whether it was the Anishnawbe, or the Maori in New Zealand, or the people in Australia, or anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;They wanted us to stop having our ceremonies. They wanted us to stop singing our songs. They wanted us to stop teaching our children about our connection to the earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has sustained indigenous people all these centuries ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language. Music. Stories. That’s what has sustained us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has not been NGOs. It has not been organizations.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What has sustained us is the bone of the feather, and our choices which were connected to it. This is why I am still here."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-7456487346835095300?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://base.d-p-h.info/es/fiches/premierdph/fiche-premierdph-1054.html' title='The Feather'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/7456487346835095300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=7456487346835095300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7456487346835095300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7456487346835095300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/11/feather.html' title='The Feather'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-1341842182008170747</id><published>2008-11-06T09:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T14:57:15.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Million Bicycles</title><content type='html'>Love.&lt;br /&gt;Either you believe in it, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;And if you do.&lt;br /&gt;It's a fact.&lt;br /&gt;Either you accept it , or not at all.&lt;br /&gt;Is love complicated?&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in it?&lt;br /&gt;Do you accept it?&lt;br /&gt;then the answer is clear.&lt;br /&gt;But never deny it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4bI77w0Wu2M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4bI77w0Wu2M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are nine million bicycles in Beijing &lt;br /&gt;That's a fact, &lt;br /&gt;It's a thing we can't deny &lt;br /&gt;Like the fact that I will love you till I die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are twelve billion light years from the edge, &lt;br /&gt;That's a guess, &lt;br /&gt;No-one can ever say it's true &lt;br /&gt;But I know that I will always be with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm warmed by the fire of your love everyday &lt;br /&gt;So don't call me a liar, &lt;br /&gt;Just believe everything that I say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are six BILLION people in the world &lt;br /&gt;More or less &lt;br /&gt;and it makes me feel quite small &lt;br /&gt;But you're the one I love the most of all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're high on the wire &lt;br /&gt;With the world in our sight &lt;br /&gt;And I'll never tire, &lt;br /&gt;Of the love that you give me every night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are nine million bicycles in Beijing &lt;br /&gt;That's a Fact, &lt;br /&gt;it's a thing we can't deny &lt;br /&gt;Like the fact that I will love you till I die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are nine million bicycles in Beijing &lt;br /&gt;And you know that I will love you till I die!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-1341842182008170747?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/1341842182008170747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=1341842182008170747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1341842182008170747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1341842182008170747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/11/nine-million-bicycles_06.html' title='Nine Million Bicycles'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-7894330848151323695</id><published>2008-10-24T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:26:00.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty of Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-7894330848151323695?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.flickzzz.com/2008/10/beauty-of-nature-4.html' title='Beauty of Nature'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/7894330848151323695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=7894330848151323695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7894330848151323695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7894330848151323695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/10/beauty-of-nature.html' title='Beauty of Nature'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-6794001511868005604</id><published>2008-10-06T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:58:29.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live for the Future</title><content type='html'>Live for the future says the Optimist.&lt;br /&gt;Live in case of the future says the Pessimist.&lt;br /&gt;The hoary mist hangs idly on choices,&lt;br /&gt;Wafted on the breeze like sheep's wool on barbed wire.&lt;br /&gt;To be decisive when indifference becomes a bore; &lt;br /&gt;To direct randomness through one gilded doorway&lt;br /&gt;While rejecting another whose paint itches and peels;&lt;br /&gt;To select the berry which lodges no grub:&lt;br /&gt;Here is the province of magistrates and infants,&lt;br /&gt;One using ossified nouns, the other rashness and greed.&lt;br /&gt;But there is too much ego and too much id,&lt;br /&gt;Too much black and white for my grey indolence.&lt;br /&gt;How much more like Nature to drift with tide and wind,&lt;br /&gt;To swirl with the other dust and filth,&lt;br /&gt;To find a personal place in that kaleidoscope&lt;br /&gt;Among the crackling leaves and dry stones,&lt;br /&gt;Skipping an honest freedom between society's stilletoed heels,&lt;br /&gt;Ignorant of cycles slumping past in the gutter press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live for the past says the Reactionary.&lt;br /&gt;Die for the future says the Revolutionary.&lt;br /&gt;In a while we must present our mean lives to Death.&lt;br /&gt;Must we then live a death in our present?&lt;br /&gt;Listen for the call of an unborn heart&lt;br /&gt;To penetrate the crimes of ages past.&lt;br /&gt;Hear the impassioned prayer of one to come,&lt;br /&gt;One who is many, and not yet to blame. &lt;br /&gt;Hark to the pleas of the seed of mankind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live until the future: none can say more.&lt;br /&gt;Die only to end life, and gild another door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke Mastin - June 1981&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-6794001511868005604?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/6794001511868005604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=6794001511868005604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6794001511868005604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6794001511868005604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/10/live-for-future.html' title='Live for the Future'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-7300649079608769527</id><published>2008-10-05T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T02:01:15.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed of Sound</title><content type='html'>How long before I get in?&lt;br /&gt;Before it starts, before I begin?&lt;br /&gt;How long before you decide?&lt;br /&gt;Before I know what it feels like?&lt;br /&gt;Where To, where do I go?&lt;br /&gt;If you never try, then you'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;How long do I have to climb,&lt;br /&gt;Up on the side of this mountain of mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look up, I look up at night,&lt;br /&gt;Planets are moving at the speed of light.&lt;br /&gt;Climb up, up in the trees,&lt;br /&gt;every chance that you get,&lt;br /&gt;is a chance you seize.&lt;br /&gt;How long am I gonna stand,&lt;br /&gt;with my head stuck under the sand?&lt;br /&gt;I'll start before I can stop,&lt;br /&gt;before I see things the right way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that noise, and all that sound,&lt;br /&gt;All those places I got found.&lt;br /&gt;And birds go flying at the speed of sound,&lt;br /&gt;to show you how it all began.&lt;br /&gt;Birds came flying from the underground,&lt;br /&gt;if you could see it then you'd understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas that you'll never find,&lt;br /&gt;All the inventors could never design.&lt;br /&gt;The buildings that you put up,&lt;br /&gt;Japan and China all lit up.&lt;br /&gt;The sign that I couldn't read,&lt;br /&gt;or a light that I couldn't see,&lt;br /&gt;some things you have to believe,&lt;br /&gt;but others are puzzles, puzzling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those signs, I knew what they meant.&lt;br /&gt;Some things you can invent.&lt;br /&gt;Some get made, and some get sent,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh?&lt;br /&gt;Birds go flying at the speed of sound,&lt;br /&gt;to show you how it all began.&lt;br /&gt;Birds came flying from the underground,&lt;br /&gt;if you could see it then you'd understand,&lt;br /&gt;ah, when you see it then you'll understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eMOOHGhB_b4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eMOOHGhB_b4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come before you at the speed of light.&lt;br /&gt;But my ideas at the speed of sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-7300649079608769527?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/7300649079608769527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=7300649079608769527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;http://xroads.virginia.edu/~HYPER/Fitzgerald/jazz/benjamin/benjamin1.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can only be understood backward&lt;br /&gt;Yet...&lt;br /&gt;It must be lived forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-3929853158933021573?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/3929853158933021573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=3929853158933021573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3929853158933021573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3929853158933021573'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-2702325385569220426</id><published>2008-09-24T09:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:21:53.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The creation of the Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One Second before the big bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;http://www.mandala-corporation.com/movie/bigbang.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FON1IA14vXU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FON1IA14vXU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2702325385569220426?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2702325385569220426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2702325385569220426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2702325385569220426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2702325385569220426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/09/creation-of-universe.html' title='The creation of the Universe'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-3892103392339226545</id><published>2008-09-23T11:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:28:50.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frequency Bands</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OEFna9uMDks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OEFna9uMDks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least the music is quite nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;Try this website: http://gogglestare.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the truth of things.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v5IkCzvioTc&amp;feature=related&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-3892103392339226545?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/3892103392339226545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=3892103392339226545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3892103392339226545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3892103392339226545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/09/frequency-bands.html' title='Frequency Bands'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-6774356112991949256</id><published>2008-09-22T10:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:16:21.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Res3ia</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfyBFS-1Vbg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfyBFS-1Vbg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;One by one the steps unfolded &lt;br /&gt;Like pennies from heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like turning the tuning knob of a radio&lt;br /&gt;Until you hit just the right frequency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The infinite template opened up &lt;br /&gt;A symmetry beyond all human understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no step ever repeating its previous path&lt;br /&gt;The hidden structure never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a guiding hand until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;A sight that would haunt any man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symmetry and asymmetry as one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-6774356112991949256?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/6774356112991949256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Way</title><content type='html'>Now something for me.&lt;br /&gt;Working with youth has aged me, but yet given much youthful vigor.&lt;br /&gt;I have come so far despite.&lt;br /&gt;But time is only fleeting.&lt;br /&gt;And experiences carry you through.&lt;br /&gt;It has shaped you but not defeated you.&lt;br /&gt;Just remember who you are, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2KfrmKCmAQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2KfrmKCmAQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the milky way by OMD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was only seventeen&lt;br /&gt;My head was full of brilliant dreams&lt;br /&gt;My heart would call and I would gladly go&lt;br /&gt;At twenty one the world was mine&lt;br /&gt;And I was yours and youre divine&lt;br /&gt;And nothing else would matter to us so&lt;br /&gt;I dont believe in destiny&lt;br /&gt;I dont believe in love&lt;br /&gt;I dont believe that anything will ever be enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by reality&lt;br /&gt;Destroys your hope and dignity&lt;br /&gt;Theres nothing left but shadows on the wall&lt;br /&gt;But just remember who you are&lt;br /&gt;And where youve been youve come so far&lt;br /&gt;And never ever let them see you fall&lt;br /&gt;I dont believe in miracles&lt;br /&gt;I dont believe in truth&lt;br /&gt;I dont believe that anything can recreate your youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man you should have seen us&lt;br /&gt;On the way to venus&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the milky way&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a day hey hey...&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the big stuff&lt;br /&gt;Acting like were real tough&lt;br /&gt;Baby we were on our way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you say hey hey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5371625623146566967?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/5371625623146566967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=5371625623146566967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5371625623146566967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5371625623146566967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/06/walking-on-milky-way.html' title='Walking on the Milky Way'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-4908337214209319841</id><published>2008-06-18T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:58:39.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Fall</title><content type='html'>Do you know why it is okay to sigh, to cry, to run, and worst of all, fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aOhb7uc8IGU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aOhb7uc8IGU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me fall &lt;br /&gt;Let me climb &lt;br /&gt;There's a moment when fear &lt;br /&gt;And dreams must collide &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I am &lt;br /&gt;Is waiting for courage &lt;br /&gt;The one I want &lt;br /&gt;The one I will become &lt;br /&gt;Will catch me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me fall &lt;br /&gt;If I must fall &lt;br /&gt;I won't heed your warnings &lt;br /&gt;I won't hear them &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me fall &lt;br /&gt;If I fall &lt;br /&gt;Though the phoenix may &lt;br /&gt;Or may not rise &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will dance so freely &lt;br /&gt;Holding on to no one &lt;br /&gt;You can hold me only &lt;br /&gt;If you too will fall &lt;br /&gt;Away from all these &lt;br /&gt;Useless fears and chains &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I am &lt;br /&gt;Is waiting for my courage &lt;br /&gt;The one I want &lt;br /&gt;The one I will become &lt;br /&gt;Will catch me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me fall &lt;br /&gt;If I must fall &lt;br /&gt;I won't heed your warnings &lt;br /&gt;I won't hear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me fall &lt;br /&gt;If I fall &lt;br /&gt;There's no reason &lt;br /&gt;To miss this one chance &lt;br /&gt;This perfect moment &lt;br /&gt;Just let me fall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-4908337214209319841?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/4908337214209319841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=4908337214209319841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4908337214209319841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4908337214209319841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/06/let-me-fall.html' title='Let Me Fall'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-4728240931368463470</id><published>2008-06-18T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:28:06.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking out For the silent majority</title><content type='html'>Speaking out For the silent majority&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What the Singaporean needs is more public debate of policies harmful to him, particularly among establishment insiders. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;By Seah Chiang Nee May 31, 2008&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;AT A time when troubled Singaporeans need more sympathetic elite figures to voice their unhappy feelings against the government, along comes the state's retired top civil servant.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He is 70-year-old Ngiam Tong Dow, a prominent member of Singapore's founding generation, who has delivered a series of remarkably biting messages for the leadership, young and old.Singapore is not known as a place where influential people openly discuss government shortcomings, let alone criticise these.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Many do not speak out even when they feel things are not going right for fear of upsetting the leaders, particularly Minister Mentor Lee Kuan Yew.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;An exception was Ngiam, who said in a recent dialogue that most of today's younger ministers come from well-to-do or upper-class families."So they 'really do not know' the impact of, say, a policy such as a 10-cent bus fare rise on ordinary families," he said."If you're from a poor family like my generation, you'll know very well (the impact) if the bus fare goes up by 10 cents, multiply by three or four times, 50 cents for the whole family."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;His suggestion: top civil servants should first start by doing 'nitty-gritty' work on the ground before being slotted to make policies.On a previous occasion he warned against bureaucratic inertia."The greatest danger is we are flying on auto-pilot. What was once a great policy, we just carry on with more of the same, until reality intervenes," he noted.Then arrogance! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"There is also a particular brand of Singapore elite arrogance creeping in," he said. "Some civil servants behave like they have a mandate from the emperor. We think we are little Lee Kuan Yews (without earning our spurs)."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ngiam speaks with the knowledge of an insider. He has served in the elite Singapore Administrative Service for more than 40 years, and played a major role in transforming Singapore into a textbook case in development economics.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A lesser mover is Tan Kin Lian, the former chief of Income, the insurance arm of the official National Trade Unions Congress.Tan used his web-blog to campaign against his former company's move to restructure bonus payouts for life policies that works against holders.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And two years ago, Lee Kuan Yew's daughter Associate Professor Lee Wei Ling went public to criticise Singapore's multi-billion dollar biomedical research strategy as being badly misdirected.It was spending large sums on cancer, heart disease and stem cells, with the setting up state-of-the art laboratories and pulling in top brains from around the world.Lee, who is Director of the National Neuroscience Institute, said it was pointless to compete with the top Western research centres doing the same thing with bigger budgets and longer experience.Instead, she said, Singapore should concentrate on niche areas with relevance to Asia, like hepatitis and head injuries.When the government rejected her call, Lee vowed to carry on her fight for change. "We're talking about billions of dollars in taxpayers' money," she said. "I will not let this mistake continue."It was a rare public debate of top policy-makers. Few, however, believe that Lee's daughter will get into trouble for speaking her mind.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Most other disagreements within the establishment are almost always kept within the four walls, away from the public.What the average Singaporean wants is more licence for public debate of policies harmful to him – particularly among establishment figures.There has, however, been a gradual opening up in the past decade.To the younger citizens, however, Singapore's "soft authoritarianism" is less than what they want or what a creative modern city should be.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;All these years the ruling People's Action Party and the civil service have laid claims – through super high salaries – to some of the state's best educated.The majority settle into their careers without wanting to rock the boat, even when they disagree with a government policy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the course of the years, however, there had been a few exceptions of outspoken government people.Three years ago, East Coast MP Tan Soo Khoon accused the government of waste in spending billions to build new luxurious buildings, which he termed the "Seven Wonders of Singapore".Likening seven new lavish offices to five-star hotels, Tan asked whether these ministries and statutory boards were competing to see "which can be better than the Four Seasons Hotel".During the years of strong growth, money was easy to come by and it was easy to spend. "Only now, when it has become difficult, we begin to sit up and take notice," Tan chided the government.In the 2006 election, 33% of the votes went to the opposition, but it managed to win only two seats – or 2.4% – of the 84 seats in Parliament.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With such a lop-sided representation, it is imperative that this large opposition bloc has public figures to speak up for them outside the realm of politics.Being from the inside, retired or current members of the government are best suited to contribute meaningful discussions because of their inside knowledge.Ngiam's act of speaking out is widely admired. He says what many Singaporeans want, if they could.Asked in an interview whether Singapore would survive Lee Kuan Yew, he said, "Yes, provided he leaves behind the right legacy."And what is that? Ngiam was asked."It's for him to say, but I, a blooming upstart, dare to suggest to him that we should open up politically and allow talent to be spread throughout our society so that an alternative leadership can emerge," he replied.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(This was first published in The Star, Malaysia on May 31, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not verified this. Can you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-4728240931368463470?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/4728240931368463470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=4728240931368463470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4728240931368463470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4728240931368463470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/06/speaking-out-for-silent-majority.html' title='Speaking out For the silent majority'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-2100679803593299196</id><published>2008-06-11T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:38:08.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dreams</title><content type='html'>Sweet dreams are made of this&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to disagree?&lt;br /&gt;Travel the world and the seven seas&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's looking for something&lt;br /&gt;Some of them want to use you&lt;br /&gt;Some of them want to get used by you&lt;br /&gt;Some of them want to abuse you&lt;br /&gt;Some of them want to be abused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna use you and abuse you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what's inside you&lt;br /&gt;(Whispering) Hold your head up, movin' on&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head up, movin' on&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up, movin' on&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head up, movin' on&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up, movin' on&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head up, movin' on&lt;br /&gt;Movin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Eurythmics&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I8pGJFwI_tM&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Kransky Sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hDGV3sG_bLQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hDGV3sG_bLQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Marilyn Manson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c8SU88-TGnA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c8SU88-TGnA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how perspectives changes meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2100679803593299196?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2100679803593299196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2100679803593299196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2100679803593299196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2100679803593299196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweet-dreams.html' title='Sweet Dreams'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-6207964479146744794</id><published>2008-06-11T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:14:26.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kransky Sisters</title><content type='html'>Extremely humorous live. First time I've encountered such a performance. &lt;br /&gt;A real eye opener and refreshing change to a musical interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witty puns laced throughout&lt;br /&gt;interactive &lt;br /&gt;Thematic &lt;br /&gt;Story board Valueadded Musical presentation&lt;br /&gt;gothic humor&lt;br /&gt;Creative interpretation and performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HgqvZ2FvrnY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HgqvZ2FvrnY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sound of Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cEQhqNNuicg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cEQhqNNuicg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0cTEY9V1r3o&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0cTEY9V1r3o&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracadabra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/By1SmF5bvno&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/By1SmF5bvno&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highway to Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m6wc1p7Mflw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m6wc1p7Mflw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-6207964479146744794?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/6207964479146744794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=6207964479146744794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6207964479146744794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6207964479146744794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/06/kransky-sisters.html' title='The Kransky Sisters'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-5145333170459030125</id><published>2008-06-11T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:50:44.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Performances</title><content type='html'>Air Supply&lt;br /&gt;Judy&lt;br /&gt;Kransky Sisters&lt;br /&gt;Elton John Live&lt;br /&gt;Broadway Beng&lt;br /&gt;Sean Kingston&lt;br /&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Beauty World&lt;br /&gt;Engelbert Humperdinck&lt;br /&gt;Chinese&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5145333170459030125?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-7724755575901312237</id><published>2008-05-19T22:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:17:50.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRX Del Sol</title><content type='html'>http://www.japnuts.com/Recent_Imports/Pictures/CRX_delsol_front.jpg&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kris.1000lecie.pl/delsolpics2/Honda%20CRX%20del%20Sol%20eurospec%20red%20fsv%20high%201998.jpg&lt;br /&gt;http://centrocristales.net/osc/images/honda-crx-del-sol-%20TANGO.jpg&lt;br /&gt;http://www.edmunds.com/honda/civicdelsol/1993/consumerreview.html&lt;br /&gt;http://lifestyletvoffenbach.magnify.net/item/VPF60RTP1HFT5FW6&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fueleconomydb.com/index.php?-action=list&amp;-table=vehicles_summary&amp;make=HONDA&amp;model=CIVIC+DEL+SOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sgcarmart.com/news/writeup.php?AID=68&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sgcarmart.com/news/writeup.php?AID=18&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sgcarmart.com/news/writeup.php?AID=20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-7724755575901312237?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/7724755575901312237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=7724755575901312237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7724755575901312237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7724755575901312237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/05/crx-del-sol.html' title='CRX Del Sol'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-1330095795273148456</id><published>2008-05-19T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:54:12.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest is Still Unwritten</title><content type='html'>Natasha Bedingfield - Unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bze7gY0dVEw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bze7gY0dVEw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unwritten, &lt;br /&gt;Can't read my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm undefined&lt;br /&gt;I'm just beginning&lt;br /&gt;The pen's in my hand &lt;br /&gt;Ending unplanned &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words &lt;br /&gt;That you could not find&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in &lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break tradition&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my tries&lt;br /&gt;Are outside the lines, oh yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;We've been conditioned&lt;br /&gt;To not make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But I can't live that way oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin &lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in &lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live you life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-1330095795273148456?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/1330095795273148456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=1330095795273148456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1330095795273148456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1330095795273148456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/05/rest-is-still-unwritten.html' title='The Rest is Still Unwritten'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-8768113430294703004</id><published>2008-05-19T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:50:39.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how I feel - Animation Vs the Animator</title><content type='html'>Its an antagonizing thing.&lt;br /&gt;Life is.&lt;br /&gt;Only when you examine it.&lt;br /&gt;What was it that socrates said again?&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is what makes it worth living!&lt;br /&gt;Who is the creator of life?&lt;br /&gt;What is the meaning of a life lived?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://flash.revver.com/player/1.0/player.js?mediaId:30469;width:480;height:392;" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't seem to get Elton's song out of my head. Can't sleep at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-8768113430294703004?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/8768113430294703004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=8768113430294703004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8768113430294703004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8768113430294703004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-how-i-feel-animation-vs.html' title='This is how I feel - Animation Vs the Animator'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-2425019159793606473</id><published>2008-05-12T09:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T14:32:15.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Yellow Brick Road</title><content type='html'>This has been playing in my head over and over.&lt;br /&gt;Only the English writes songs like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are you gonna come down&lt;br /&gt;When are you going to land&lt;br /&gt;I should have stayed on the farm&lt;br /&gt;I should have listened to my old man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you can't hold me forever&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sign up with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a present for your friends to open&lt;br /&gt;This boy's too young to be singing the blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye yellow brick road&lt;br /&gt;Where the dogs of society howl&lt;br /&gt;You can't plant me in your penthouse&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to my plough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the howling old owl in the woods&lt;br /&gt;Hunting the horny back toad&lt;br /&gt;Oh I've finally decided my future lies&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the yellow brick road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think you'll do then&lt;br /&gt;I bet that'll shoot down your plane&lt;br /&gt;It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics&lt;br /&gt;To set you on your feet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll get a replacement&lt;br /&gt;There's plenty like me to be found&lt;br /&gt;Mongrels who ain't got a penny&lt;br /&gt;Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2425019159793606473?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2425019159793606473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2425019159793606473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2425019159793606473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2425019159793606473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/05/goodbye-yellow-brick-road.html' title='Goodbye Yellow Brick Road'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-8108901719187959175</id><published>2008-05-12T09:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T09:59:19.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elton John's Concert in Singapore 7 May 08</title><content type='html'>Amazing how an operation on the throat changes the voice of a man.&lt;br /&gt;And thank God for the Ang Mos. They really created the mode/atmosphere needed for a concert.&lt;br /&gt;ANd yes we love the Piano man more than the Rocket man.&lt;br /&gt;Change may not always go well for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to rock:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vSJ1pVI62Sg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vSJ1pVI62Sg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His encore piece: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/23VGAcdD-_E&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/23VGAcdD-_E&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Muppets in 1973&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/43Ho_6C_fM4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/43Ho_6C_fM4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Billy Idol a few years back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-egRVH5HcTo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-egRVH5HcTo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time takes a toll on most. But not this guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-8108901719187959175?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/8108901719187959175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=8108901719187959175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8108901719187959175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8108901719187959175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/05/elton-johns-concert-in-singapore-7-may.html' title='Elton John&apos;s Concert in Singapore 7 May 08'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-6345143221123108233</id><published>2008-04-07T01:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T01:31:19.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distribution and layout. Contrasts.</title><content type='html'>Such a pity.&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness is.&lt;br /&gt;Was excited and alive.&lt;br /&gt;Yet all crumbed down.&lt;br /&gt;Once again.&lt;br /&gt;Why won't anyone listen?&lt;br /&gt;- because we're all busy.&lt;br /&gt;With what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man corner everynight. Full Tatoos beat me up.&lt;br /&gt;Coffeshop Guitarist. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;Church temple mosque temple church.&lt;br /&gt;Taximan and woman.&lt;br /&gt;33 cars in wait. Out of place woman.&lt;br /&gt;perpendicular 33 old houses and ghost! Dragon Slab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24a Scrap yard and hokkien. Karaoke in silence.&lt;br /&gt;28 street sleaze&lt;br /&gt;24 squatters and night life. Hotel and homes. Single File. All races. Indians. Africans. Thai. Malaysian cars.Gambling. Blue/Red top.&lt;br /&gt;Barber, walk up apartments. For sale.&lt;br /&gt;Jigong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pimp it up dress code.&lt;br /&gt;Street walkers, freelancers and pros.&lt;br /&gt;Pecs why not not otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;Army Brudder!&lt;br /&gt;Price Range.&lt;br /&gt;VCD DVD&lt;br /&gt;Ugly.&lt;br /&gt;trans. Sari. Jeans. Old.&lt;br /&gt;Huay Kuans and pugilistic clan associations.&lt;br /&gt;Altars at every counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand.&lt;br /&gt;Why.&lt;br /&gt;Simple.&lt;br /&gt;Life is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-6345143221123108233?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/6345143221123108233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=6345143221123108233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6345143221123108233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6345143221123108233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/04/distribution-and-layout-contrasts.html' title='Distribution and layout. Contrasts.'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-5894183484307385891</id><published>2008-04-07T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T01:17:10.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep on Walking</title><content type='html'>Walking gets you places.&lt;br /&gt;Gets you numb while in transit.&lt;br /&gt;From place to place. &lt;br /&gt;Day by day.&lt;br /&gt;Activity to Activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;if your legs leads you along aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;Just let it go.&lt;br /&gt;It refreshes the mind. &lt;br /&gt;Takes away your burden of choice. &lt;br /&gt;You can ponder as your eyes wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Of the stories of life.&lt;br /&gt;Yours and those whose existence&lt;br /&gt;whom you otherwise would have never acknowledged.&lt;br /&gt;intertwined possibly in some obscure way.&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious yet familiar.&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napier Road, orchard&lt;br /&gt;Armenian Street, orchard&lt;br /&gt;Serangoon road, Jalan Besar&lt;br /&gt;River Valley, Cantonment ,Tanjong Pagar, Peninsuala Plaza, South Bridge&lt;br /&gt;Sunset Way, Old Abandoned Railway&lt;br /&gt;Princep Selegie&lt;br /&gt;Serangoon Tekka&lt;br /&gt;Balestier &lt;br /&gt;Stadium Geylang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5894183484307385891?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/5894183484307385891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=5894183484307385891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5894183484307385891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5894183484307385891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/04/keep-on-walking.html' title='Keep on Walking'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-205962847469525738</id><published>2008-04-06T12:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T17:47:39.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like Photography</title><content type='html'>Focus, Exposure, Color, contrasts and noise.&lt;br /&gt;Life is like  photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a clear focus --&gt; otherwise all will be a blur.&lt;br /&gt;Get the correct exposure. --&gt; In order to reproduce/create the correct representation of what's truly out there.&lt;br /&gt;Ensure contrasts --&gt; so that it will not be monotonous&lt;br /&gt;Reduce noise --&gt; no distractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, photography is an art.&lt;br /&gt;out of focus shots, incorrect exposure, lack of contrasts, lots of grain and noise if used purposefully, can create a beautiful picture too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To pen down every thought, inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;And especially experience.&lt;br /&gt;Like the Spatial Conference I attended.&lt;br /&gt;The old guard IS dying.&lt;br /&gt;Soon there will no longer be any records.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-205962847469525738?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/205962847469525738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=205962847469525738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/205962847469525738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/205962847469525738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-is-like-photography.html' title='Life is like Photography'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-7373302356051850734</id><published>2008-03-11T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:44:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ekistics</title><content type='html'>kistic Elements: Nature, Anthropos, Society, Shells, and Networks&lt;br /&gt;Arcologies&lt;br /&gt;Arcosanti&lt;br /&gt;+15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-7373302356051850734?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/7373302356051850734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=7373302356051850734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7373302356051850734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7373302356051850734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/03/ekistics.html' title='Ekistics'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-3808913111569334034</id><published>2008-02-26T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T11:31:37.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dreams of My Heart</title><content type='html'>The dreams of my heart and my mind pass,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing stays with me long,&lt;br /&gt;But I have had from a child&lt;br /&gt;The deep solace of song;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If that should ever leave me,&lt;br /&gt;Let me find death and stay&lt;br /&gt;With things whose tunes are played out and forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Like the rain of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Teasdale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When others read my blog, I develop a nagging fear, yet with a deep rooted excitement.&lt;br /&gt;The thrill of understanding, or misunderstanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-3808913111569334034?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/3808913111569334034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=3808913111569334034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3808913111569334034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3808913111569334034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2008/02/dreams-of-my-heart.html' title='The Dreams of My Heart'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-8984722127594654960</id><published>2007-11-05T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:15:51.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seletar</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/Ry89P8yUfGI/AAAAAAAAABY/eTrVcmqdHZ8/s1600-h/IMG_4979.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/Ry89P8yUfGI/AAAAAAAAABY/eTrVcmqdHZ8/s320/IMG_4979.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so long since I last went out to take pictures. Years in fact.&lt;br /&gt;And I hate to admit it, my equipment is insufficient.&lt;br /&gt;Shall I purchase a 40D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-8984722127594654960?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/8984722127594654960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-4691993961092795315</id><published>2007-11-05T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:15:52.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seletar 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/Ry9BE8yUfXI/AAAAAAAAADc/-8Yu7cpqRQw/s1600-h/IMG_4996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/Ry9BE8yUfXI/AAAAAAAAADc/-8Yu7cpqRQw/s320/IMG_4996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129390053890751858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/Ry9BFMyUfYI/AAAAAAAAADk/VnO1F_Ooc2o/s1600-h/IMG_4994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/Ry9BFMyUfYI/AAAAAAAAADk/VnO1F_Ooc2o/s320/IMG_4994.JPG" alt="" 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/Ry8_wMyUfVI/AAAAAAAAADM/6BxGs1b60cQ/s1600-h/IMG_4981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/Ry8_wMyUfVI/AAAAAAAAADM/6BxGs1b60cQ/s320/IMG_4981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129388597896838482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/Ry8_W8yUfUI/AAAAAAAAADE/6qc2e3b96OM/s1600-h/IMG_4975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/Ry8_W8yUfUI/AAAAAAAAADE/6qc2e3b96OM/s320/IMG_4975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129388164105141570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Aldrin%20Tee/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Seletar/IMG_4975.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-4691993961092795315?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/4691993961092795315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=4691993961092795315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4691993961092795315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4691993961092795315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/11/seletar-2.html' title='Seletar 2'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/Ry9BE8yUfXI/AAAAAAAAADc/-8Yu7cpqRQw/s72-c/IMG_4996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-8881401094970373479</id><published>2007-11-01T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:36:23.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mika</title><content type='html'>This guy is fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why but he reminds me of Freddy Mercury.&lt;br /&gt;Is definitely nothing to do with the piano playing.&lt;br /&gt;Something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Grace Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mC9UzFhNlbA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mC9UzFhNlbA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Love Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YbE_26RQb9E&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YbE_26RQb9E&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-8881401094970373479?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/8881401094970373479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=8881401094970373479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8881401094970373479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8881401094970373479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/11/mika.html' title='Mika'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-7600966411960790904</id><published>2007-11-01T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:32:12.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive by Incubus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zN9vd9WUiA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zN9vd9WUiA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear&lt;br /&gt;And I cant help but ask myself how much I'll let&lt;br /&gt;the fear take the wheel and steer&lt;br /&gt;It's driven me before, it seems to have a vague&lt;br /&gt;Haunting mass appeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I'm beginning to find that I should&lt;br /&gt;be the one behind the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open eyes yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive&lt;br /&gt;Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;It's driven me before, it seems to be the way&lt;br /&gt;That everyone else get around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I'm beginning to find that when I&lt;br /&gt;drive myself, my light is found&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open eyes yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Would you choose water over wine&lt;br /&gt;Hold the wheel and drive&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open eyes yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-7600966411960790904?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-354960112806389309</id><published>2007-11-01T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T20:11:03.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky Wu</title><content type='html'>For the person who translated this. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courage was close to forming, but my heart was still weakest&lt;br /&gt;when it was time to make a decision, my fear was still greatest&lt;br /&gt;there are two mes, they constantly battle&lt;br /&gt;walking along the two paths of reality and of dreams, i saw that dawn has broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shook hands with Strength/Determination, but clashed with Conflict&lt;br /&gt;there is a future because of dreams&lt;br /&gt;i want to chase the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;yet i'm scared that my hope will be let down&lt;br /&gt;i am touched, i cannot resist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke up with the Past, but clashed with Risk&lt;br /&gt;because the earth does not stop turning&lt;br /&gt;i dumbly gaze at your eyes&lt;br /&gt;i foolishly stare at your smile&lt;br /&gt;i am touched, i cannot resist&lt;br /&gt;i am touched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will be like me in the future, experience happiness and hurt&lt;br /&gt;was crazy because of love, was hurt because of emotions&lt;br /&gt;you will be like me in the future, have to make many choices&lt;br /&gt;touched because of dreams, confused because of conflict&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-354960112806389309?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/354960112806389309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Bly</title><content type='html'>No one grumbles among the oyster clans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lobsters play their bone guitars all summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only we, with our opposable thumbs, want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven to be, and God to come, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no end to our grumbling; we want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable earth and sumptuous Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the heron standing on one leg in the bog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks his dark rum all day, and is content&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-846257361654828163?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/846257361654828163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=846257361654828163' 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23, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a Lack of Sleep Cause Psychiatric Disorders?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Study shows that sleep deprivation leads to a rewiring of the brain's emotional circuitry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sciam.com/print_version.cfm?articleID=CDEFA259-E7F2-99DF-311007C6099FD8A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artificial Chromosome Poised to Pump Up GM Crops with Extra Genes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?chanID=sa003&amp;articleID=CEB6FE7B-E7F2-99DF-36EF1615BE8893FE&amp;ref=rss &lt;br /&gt;Easier transfer of multigene "stacks" may help biofuel plants and other crops reach their potential&lt;br /&gt;By JR Minkel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-4171567418215478212?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/4171567418215478212/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-6708952313881057167</id><published>2007-10-17T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:15:07.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Determinism - The Butterfly Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Butterfly Effect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Butterfly_effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The butterfly effect is a phrase that encapsulates the more technical notion of sensitive dependence on initial conditions in chaos theory. Small variations of the initial condition of a nonlinear dynamical system may produce large variations in the long term behavior of the system. So this is sometimes presented as esoteric behavior, but can be exhibited by very simple systems: for example, a ball placed at the crest of a hill might roll into any of several valleys depending on slight differences in initial position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The phrase refers to the idea that a butterfly's wings might create tiny changes in the atmosphere that ultimately cause a tornado to appear (or prevent a tornado from appearing). The flapping wing represents a small change in the initial condition of the system, which causes a chain of events leading to large-scale phenomena. Had the butterfly not flapped its wings, the trajectory of the system might have been vastly different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Recurrence, the approximate return of a system towards its initial conditions, together with sensitive dependence on initial conditions are the two main ingredients for chaotic motion. They have the practical consequence of making complex systems, such as the weather, difficult to predict past a certain time range (approximately a week in the case of weather). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Butterfly Effect (Not entirely accurate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t856-qOpOOg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t856-qOpOOg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run Lola Run (Better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ta1Sn6MtC9w&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ta1Sn6MtC9w&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-6708952313881057167?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/6708952313881057167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=6708952313881057167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6708952313881057167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6708952313881057167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/10/determinism-butterfly-effect.html' title='Determinism - The Butterfly Effect'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-2752409898218245737</id><published>2007-10-16T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:18:57.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Determinism - Chaos Theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Chaos Theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaos_theory)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In mathematics and physics, chaos theory describes the behavior of certain nonlinear dynamical systems that under specific conditions exhibit dynamics that are sensitive to initial conditions (popularly referred to as the butterfly effect). As a result of this sensitivity, the behavior of chaotic systems appears to be random, because of an exponential growth of perturbations in the initial conditions. This happens even though these systems are deterministic in the sense that their future dynamics are well defined by their initial conditions, and with no random elements involved. This behavior is known as deterministic chaos, or simply chaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qe5Enm96MFQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qe5Enm96MFQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiUPXPBvNU4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiUPXPBvNU4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V9F48Luw91I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V9F48Luw91I&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2752409898218245737?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2752409898218245737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2752409898218245737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2752409898218245737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2752409898218245737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/10/determinism-chaos-theory.html' title='Determinism - Chaos Theory'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-6299313444579357937</id><published>2007-10-15T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:18:34.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foresight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;What we lack sorely in, is foresight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Granted wonderful leaders set directions 20 years into the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;But ideas are 20 years behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Those on the ground are blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Is this foresight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Foresight (futures studies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;• Ten things you may not know about Wikipedia •&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Jump to: navigation, search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;In futures studies, especially in Europe, the term "foresight" has become common as of 2005, embracing activities of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;    * critical thinking concerning long-term developments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;    * debate and effort to create wider participation in decisions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;    * shaping the future, especially by influencing public policy and strategic decisions (European Commission Foresight Website 2005; FOREN project; FORERA [1]).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;It is used for strategic activities in the public as well as the private sector, and underlines the need to link any future-oriented activity or project to action today in order to make an impact (“shaping the future”).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;In the last decade, scenario methods, for example, have become widely used in some European countries in policy-making (van Steenbergen 2005). the FORSOCIETY network [2] brings together national Foresight teams from most European countries, and the European Foresight Monitoring Project [3] is collating material on Foresight activities around the world. In addition, foresight methods are being used more and more in regional planning and decision –making (“regional foresight”). At the same time, the use of foresight for companies (“corporate foresight”) is becoming more professional and widespread (Ratcliffe 2005, Neef/Daheim 2005). It is not only used in strategy development, but also increasingly in innovation development as well as marketing and generally in R&amp;amp;D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Foresight differs from much futures research and strategic planning. It encompasses a range of approaches that combine the three components mentioned above, which may be recast as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;• futures (forecasting, forward thinking, prospectives),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;• planning (strategic analysis, priority setting), and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;• networking (participatory, dialogic) tools and orientations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Much futures research has been rather ivory tower work, but Foresight programmes were designed to influence policy - often R&amp;amp;D policy. Much technology policy had been very elitist; Foresight attempts to go beyond the "usual suspects" and gather widely distributed intelligence. These three lines of work were already common in Francophone futures studies going by the name la prospective. But in the 1990s we began to see what became an explosion of systematic organisation of these methods in large scale TECHNOLOGY FORESIGHT programmes in Europe and more widely. Foresight thus draws on traditions of work in long-range planning and strategic planning, horizontal policymaking and democratic planning, and participatory futures studies - but was also highly influenced by systemic approaches to innovation studies, science and technology policy, and analysis of "critical technologies".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Many of the methods that are commonly associated with Foresight - Delphi surveys, scenario workshops, etc. - derive from the futures field. So does the fact that Foresight is concerned with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;• The longer-term - futures that are usually at least 10 years away(though there are some exceptions to this, especially in its use in private business). Since Foresight is action-oriented (the planning link) it will rarely be oriented to perspectives beyond a few decades out (though where decisions like aircraft design, power station construction or other major infrastructural decisions are concerned, then the planning horizon may well be half a century).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;• Alternative futures: it is helpful to examine alternative paths of development, not just what is currently believed to be most likely or business as usual. Often Foresight will construct multiple scenarios. These may be an interim step on the way to creating what may be known as positive visions, success scenarios, aspirational futures. Sometimes alternative scenarios will be a major part of the output of Foresight work, with the decision about what fuure to build being left to other mechanisms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Foresight[4] is also the name of a journal active in this field; and the term is used in the name of the International Journal of Foresight and Innovation Policy[5]. The latter journal has played a useful role in documenting activity in Foresight programmes that was previously recorded in a wide variety of locations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-6299313444579357937?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/6299313444579357937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=6299313444579357937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6299313444579357937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6299313444579357937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/10/foresight.html' title='Foresight'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-2371163434158551607</id><published>2007-10-14T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:18:17.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Determinism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Weeks ago a student asked an interesting question during one of my remedial lectures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;If only more would think beyond their immediate then I would be useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Concept of determinism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Determinism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philosophy" title="Philosophy"&gt;philosophical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Proposition" title="Proposition"&gt;proposition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; that every event, including human cognition and behavior, decision and action, is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Causality" title="Causality"&gt;causally&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; determined by an unbroken chain of prior occurrences. Determinism may also be defined as the thesis that there is at any instant exactly one physically possible future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" id="_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Determinism#_note-0" title=""&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; With numerous historical debates, many varieties and philosophical positions on the subject of determinism exist from traditions throughout the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2371163434158551607?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2371163434158551607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2371163434158551607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2371163434158551607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/2371163434158551607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/10/determinism.html' title='Determinism'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-5582884052049937662</id><published>2007-10-14T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:17:58.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Future (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Future)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In a linear conception of time, the future is the portion of the time line that has yet to occur, i.e. the place in space-time where lie all events that still will or may occur. In this sense the future is opposed to the past (the set of moments and events that have already occurred) and the present (the set of events that are occurring now).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The future has always had a special place in philosophy and, in general, in the human mind. The future holds such a place because human beings want a forecast of events that will occur. The evolution of the human brain is in great part an evolution in cognitive abilities necessary to forecast the future, i.e. abstract imagination, logic and induction. Imagination permits us to “see” (i.e. predict) a plausible model of a given situation without observing it, therefore, allowing one to assess risks. Logical reasoning allows one to predict consequences of actions and situations and therefore gives useful information about future events. Induction permits the association of a cause with consequences, a fundamental notion for every forecast of the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5582884052049937662?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/5582884052049937662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=5582884052049937662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5582884052049937662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5582884052049937662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/10/future.html' title='The Future'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-3142981742321259855</id><published>2007-10-14T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:12:23.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Future Holds</title><content type='html'>Amazing technology and ideas flood our world. Yet few appreciated and understand.&lt;br /&gt;Our youth.... What interests them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine using nanoparticles that are able to lodge themselves into cancerous tissues, and then selectively heat up and destroy them without harming normal healthy cells. Or living in civilizations beyond the boundaries of crime and hate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Promise of Plasmonics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A technology that squeezes electromagnetic waves into minuscule structures may yield a new generation of superfast computer chips and ultrasensitive molecular detectors&lt;br /&gt;By Harry A. Atwater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nanoscale Drug Design and Delivery for Improved Cancer Diagnosis and Therapy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bme.fiu.edu/BME_Faculty_McGoron.htm&lt;br /&gt;Cancer is the second leading cause of death in the US, exceeded only by heart disease. Early detection of small primary tumors is critical for successful therapy and improved survival rates. Chemotherapy is often the first choice for treating many cancers. It is critical that the chemical be sequestered only in the target tissue at toxic concentrations so that nontarget tissue exposure is minimized. However, it is often difficult to ensure that the chemotherapy targets only the cancer and further that the chemical is localizing in the target tissue. Cancer cells easily take up extremely small (nano-sized) particles. New technologies are being developed to allow for the creation of complex nanoscale materials as drug delivery vehicles and sensors. Combining therapy with imaging has the potential to enhance the efficacy of treatment by ensuring and verifying that the drug reaches the target tissue, while minimizing nontarget tissue uptake. Light in the near-infrared (NIR) wavelength can easily pass through tissue and therefore, NIR fluorescent tracers can be used for imaging. Dyes that absorb energy may also release heat following exposure to the appropriate wavelength light and kill cancer cells. With a light sensitive dye incorporated into the drug delivery vehicle, therapy can be targeted since the drug won’t be activated with a laser until the drug has reached its intended target. The long term objective of this study is to develop a methodology of improved diagnosis and treatment of cancer by combining therapy and imaging in the same drug. The study is a collaboration of engineers, chemists, biologists, and clinicians with expertise in drug design, drug delivery modeling, and experimental models of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Future by Design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g3cBXHLgC7s&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g3cBXHLgC7s&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?chanID=sa006&amp;amp;colID=1&amp;amp;articleID=5BED2E76-E7F2-99DF-3A1C740338CE5666&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-3142981742321259855?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-9009571955650198523</id><published>2007-10-04T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:15:52.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can someone translate this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/RwUE9nsWUuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/XIarYYbCsg8/s1600-h/xindong.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgnSWEWk0fI/RwUE9nsWUuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/XIarYYbCsg8/s320/xindong.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117502008249963234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-9009571955650198523?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/9009571955650198523/comments/default' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-5383636087024001327</id><published>2007-10-02T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:57:56.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Israel Kamakawiwo'ole</title><content type='html'>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Israel_Kamakawiwo'ole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/brRsRTTp1Pw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/brRsRTTp1Pw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5383636087024001327?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-5157587372003960415</id><published>2007-10-02T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:55:02.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere Over the Rainbow</title><content type='html'>First heard this version in 50 First Dates.&lt;br /&gt;The ending scene where this song came on blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A yacht.&lt;br /&gt;Far away from it all.&lt;br /&gt;One day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l4XhMANcCbM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l4XhMANcCbM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Way up high&lt;br /&gt;And the dreams that you dreamed of&lt;br /&gt;Once in a lullaby ii ii iii&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Blue birds fly&lt;br /&gt;And the dreams that you dreamed of&lt;br /&gt;Dreams really do come true ooh ooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;Wake up where the clouds are far behind me ee ee eeh&lt;br /&gt;Where trouble melts like lemon drops&lt;br /&gt;High above the chimney tops thats where you'll find me oh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly&lt;br /&gt;And the dream that you dare to,why, oh why can't I? i iiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I see trees of green and&lt;br /&gt;Red roses too,&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch them bloom for me and you&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white&lt;br /&gt;And the brightness of day&lt;br /&gt;I like the dark and I think to myself&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Are also on the faces of people passing by&lt;br /&gt;I see friends shaking hands&lt;br /&gt;Saying, "How do you do?"&lt;br /&gt;They're really saying, I...I love you&lt;br /&gt;I hear babies cry and I watch them grow,&lt;br /&gt;They'll learn much more&lt;br /&gt;Than we'll know&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful world (w)oohoorld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll wish upon a star,&lt;br /&gt;Wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where trouble melts like lemon drops&lt;br /&gt;High above the chimney top that's where you'll find me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Somewhere over the rainbow way up high&lt;br /&gt;And the dream that you dare to, why, oh why can't I? I hiii ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5157587372003960415?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/5157587372003960415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=5157587372003960415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5157587372003960415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5157587372003960415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/10/somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title='Somewhere Over the Rainbow'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-7930442296788855545</id><published>2007-09-30T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:33:22.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPDC and V</title><content type='html'>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/State_Law_and_Order_Restoration_Council&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon people of Burma!&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;Stay together.&lt;br /&gt;and fireworks may happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XV_LbzcqWP4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XV_LbzcqWP4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/V_for_Vendetta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What wonderful fireworks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-7930442296788855545?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/7930442296788855545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=7930442296788855545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7930442296788855545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/7930442296788855545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/09/spdc.html' title='SPDC and V'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-4904476675023791970</id><published>2007-09-30T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:23:18.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizen Cope - Let the Drummer Kick</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xAuQmJzt_q0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xAuQmJzt_q0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let The Drummer Kick"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the drummer kick&lt;br /&gt;Let the drummer kick that&lt;br /&gt;[repeat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relations&lt;br /&gt;Creation&lt;br /&gt;Incarceration&lt;br /&gt;Determination&lt;br /&gt;Equation&lt;br /&gt;Humiliation&lt;br /&gt;Reincarnation&lt;br /&gt;Situation&lt;br /&gt;Elation&lt;br /&gt;Identification&lt;br /&gt;Retaliation&lt;br /&gt;Education&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration&lt;br /&gt;No substitution&lt;br /&gt;Solution&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the drummer kick&lt;br /&gt;Let the drummer kick that&lt;br /&gt;[repeat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relations (Apollo had to break 'em)&lt;br /&gt;Creation (It's a gift, a blessing)&lt;br /&gt;Incarceration (What keeps you down)&lt;br /&gt;Determination (What gets you out)&lt;br /&gt;Equation (When they said you could make it)&lt;br /&gt;Humiliation (What you feel when they say it)&lt;br /&gt;Reincarnation (N-A-V)&lt;br /&gt;Situation (Why we've got to sing)&lt;br /&gt;Elation (So many in need)&lt;br /&gt;Identification (Gives you the right to shoot)&lt;br /&gt;Retaliation (What would it do)&lt;br /&gt;Education (Gives you the right to do)&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration (What pulls you through)&lt;br /&gt;No substitution (No substitute)&lt;br /&gt;Non-inclusion (Just got to bust through)&lt;br /&gt;Drug infusion (For the chosen few)&lt;br /&gt;Mass confusion (When they say that they died for you)&lt;br /&gt;Delusion (Say that the dreams don't come true)&lt;br /&gt;Solution (It can take a hold of you)&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration (Is what pulls you through)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the drummer kick (Inspiration)&lt;br /&gt;Let the drummer kick that (Inspiration)&lt;br /&gt;[repeat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't even have to wait&lt;br /&gt;You don't even have to wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the drummer kick&lt;br /&gt;Let the drummer kick that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-4904476675023791970?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/4904476675023791970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=4904476675023791970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4904476675023791970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4904476675023791970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/09/citizen-cope-let-drummer-kick.html' title='Citizen Cope - Let the Drummer Kick'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-3619039972274606884</id><published>2007-09-27T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T13:56:12.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Made Stupid</title><content type='html'>HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.besse.at/sms/smsintro.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-3619039972274606884?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/3619039972274606884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=3619039972274606884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3619039972274606884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/3619039972274606884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/09/science-made-stupid.html' title='Science Made Stupid'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-1936552058523675988</id><published>2007-09-24T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T08:44:32.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Apology Apology Vs Remorse</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"Don't say sorry you fool!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I just don't want any trouble."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In remorse or a non-apology apology? Reflection is needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Thanks to Wiki again and again and again and again and again and again)&lt;br /&gt;An &lt;b&gt;apology&lt;/b&gt; is a justification or defense of an act or idea, from the Greek &lt;i&gt;apologia&lt;/i&gt; (απολογία). An apology can also be an expression of contrition and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Remorse" title="Remorse"&gt;remorse&lt;/a&gt; for something done wrong. &lt;b&gt;An example would be: "&lt;/b&gt;I apologize for accusing you of stealing my carrots, please forgive me&lt;b&gt;!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Non-Apology Apology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A &lt;b&gt;non-apology apology&lt;/b&gt; is a statement in the apparent form of an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apology" title="Apology"&gt;apology&lt;/a&gt; that is actually nothing of the sort. Non-apology apologies are a common gambit in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Politics" title="Politics"&gt;politics&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Public_relations" title="Public relations"&gt;public relations&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;An example of a non-apology apology is to say "I'm sorry if you were offended by my remarks", to someone who has been offended. This not only does not admit that there was anything wrong with the remarks made, it also subtly insinuates that the person taking offense was excessively thin-skinned or irrational in taking offense in the remarks in the first place.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Because there is no admission of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guilt" title="Guilt"&gt;guilt&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moral_responsibility" title="Moral responsibility"&gt;responsibility&lt;/a&gt;, non-apology apologists are frequently motivated by the desire to avoid &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Litigation" title="Litigation"&gt;litigation&lt;/a&gt;. Many states have passed legislation that prevents a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plaintiff" title="Plaintiff"&gt;plaintiff&lt;/a&gt; from using an apology as evidence of liability. For example, medical doctors may apologize to a patient for a bad outcome knowing the apology cannot be used against them at trial as evidence of negligence. Frequently, these statutes are misunderstood to mean that one is relieved of liability because they have apologized. For example, it has been asserted that the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/California_State_Legislature" title="California State Legislature"&gt;California State Legislature&lt;/a&gt; passed a bill in July 2000 relieving people of liability if they express sympathy to someone who was injured in an accident in which they themselves were involved, in the event that such an apology be misconstrued in court as an admission of guilt.&lt;sup id="_ref-WT_0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Non-apology_apology#_note-WT" title=""&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Misunderstandings of this law are common.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remorse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remorse&lt;/b&gt; is an emotional expression of personal &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Regret_%28emotion%29" title="Regret (emotion)"&gt;regret&lt;/a&gt; - that is, the emotion felt by the injurer after he or she has injured. Remorse is closely allied to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guilt" title="Guilt"&gt;guilt&lt;/a&gt; and self directed &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resentment" title="Resentment"&gt;resentment&lt;/a&gt;. Eg. The boy felt much remorse after hitting the old lady. The idea of remorse is used in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Restorative_justice" title="Restorative justice"&gt;restorative justice&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;One incapable of feeling remorse is often labelled a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antisocial_personality_disorder" title="Antisocial personality disorder"&gt;sociopath&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychopath" title="Psychopath"&gt;psychopath&lt;/a&gt; - formerly a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diagnostic_and_Statistical_Manual_of_Mental_Disorders" title="Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders"&gt;DSM III&lt;/a&gt; condition. Some researchers have lately suggested that this lack is more characteristic of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/INTJ" title="INTJ"&gt;INTJ&lt;/a&gt; personality, a highly &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rationality" title="Rationality"&gt;rational&lt;/a&gt; temperament that relies very little on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emotion" title="Emotion"&gt;emotion&lt;/a&gt;, but the scientific worth and psychological accuracy of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myers-Briggs" title="Myers-Briggs"&gt;Myers-Briggs&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myers-Briggs_Type_Indicator" title="Myers-Briggs Type Indicator"&gt;Indication Test&lt;/a&gt; have been &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myers-Briggs_Type_Indicator#Criticism" title="Myers-Briggs Type Indicator"&gt;strongly questioned&lt;/a&gt;. In general, a person needs to be unable to feel &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fear" title="Fear"&gt;fear&lt;/a&gt;, as well as remorse in order to develop psychopathic traits.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buyer%27s_remorse" title="Buyer's remorse"&gt;Buyer's remorse&lt;/a&gt;" is the concept of regretting a purchase after the fact of buying it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Regretting one's earlier action or failure to act may be because of remorse or to various other consequences, including being punished for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-1936552058523675988?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/1936552058523675988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=1936552058523675988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1936552058523675988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1936552058523675988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/09/non-apology-apology-vs-remorse.html' title='Non-Apology Apology Vs Remorse'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-5153331671076585740</id><published>2007-09-24T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T08:51:14.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>In fact I know why.&lt;br /&gt;Cowards masks the truth to avoid suffering. Those who seek growth(spiritual/religious)  accepts or associates it as a form of contrition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" I'm sorry for all your sufferings. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry can mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * "Sorrow" (see Contrition), an expression of contrition&lt;br /&gt;  * "Sorrow" (see Suffering), an expression of sympathy for another's suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Contrition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Contrition (from the Latin contritus 'ground to pieces, i.e. crushed by guilt) is sincere and complete remorse (i.e. regret with a sense of guilt) for sins one has committed. The remorseful person is said to be contrite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It is a key concept to many Christians, especially Catholics, who can then seek divine forgiveness through the sacrament of Confession, nowadays rather called Penance or the Sacrament of Reconciliation. It is often regarded as a prerequisite to divine forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Exhortations to the value and necessity for repentance are quite common: "I desire not the death of the wicked, but that the wicked turn from his way and live" (Ezechiel: 33, 11); "Except you do penance you shall all likewise perish" (Gospel of Luke 8:5; cf. Gospel of Matthew 12:41). At times this repentance includes exterior acts of satisfaction (Psalms 6:7 sqq.); it always implies a recognition of wrong done to God, a detestation of the evil wrought, and a desire to turn from evil and do good. This is clearly expressed in Psalm 51 (5-14): "Have mercy upon me oh God, according to they loving kindness, according to the multitude of they tender mercies, blot out my transgresson. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, &amp;amp; cleanse me from my sin, for I acknowledge my transgression, &amp;amp; my sin is ever before me. Against thee, &amp;amp; thee only, have I sinned, &amp;amp; done this evil in thy sight. That thou mightest be justified when thou speakest, &amp;amp; be clear when thou judgest, behold, I was shapen in iniquity, &amp;amp; in sin did my mother conceive me. Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts, &amp;amp; in the hidden part thou shall make me to know wisdow. Purge me with hyssop, &amp;amp; I shall be clean, wash me &amp;amp; I shall be whiter than snow. Make me to hear joy, &amp;amp; gladness that the bones which thou has broken may rejoice, hide thy face from my sins, &amp;amp; blot out all my iniquities. Create in me a clean heart, oh God, &amp;amp; renew a right spirit within me.", etc. More clearly does this appear in the parable of the Pharisee and the publican (Luke, xviii, 13), and more clearly still in the story of the prodigal (Luke, xv, 11-32): "Father, I have sinned against heaven and before thee: I am not worthy to be called thy son".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Suffering&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;pain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; in this sense,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" id="_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suffering#_note-0" title=""&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; is a basic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Affective" title="Affective"&gt;affective&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; experience of unpleasantness and aversion associated with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harm" title="Harm"&gt;harm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; or threat of harm in an individual. It constitutes the negative basis of affective states (emotions, feelings, moods, sentiments), while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pleasure" title="Pleasure"&gt;pleasure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Happiness" title="Happiness"&gt;happiness&lt;/a&gt; constitutes the positive basis. &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" class="thumb tright"&gt; &lt;div class="thumbinner" style="width: 402px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Suffering may be called &lt;i&gt;physical&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;mental&lt;/i&gt;, depending on whether it is linked primarily to a body process or a mind process. Examples of physical suffering are &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pain_and_nociception" title="Pain and nociception"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; (as a sensation), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nausea" title="Nausea"&gt;nausea&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Breathlessness" title="Breathlessness"&gt;breathlessness&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Itching" title="Itching"&gt;itching&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup id="_ref-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suffering#_note-1" title=""&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Examples of mental suffering are &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anxiety" title="Anxiety"&gt;anxiety&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grief" title="Grief"&gt;grief&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hatred" title="Hatred"&gt;hatred&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boredom" title="Boredom"&gt;boredom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup id="_ref-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suffering#_note-2" title=""&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The intensity of suffering comes in all degrees, from the triflingly mild to the unspeakably insufferable. Factors of duration and frequency of occurrence are often considered along with that of intensity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;People's attitudes toward a suffering may vary hugely according to how much they deem it as light or severe, avoidable or unavoidable, useful or useless, of little or of great consequence, deserved or undeserved, chosen or unwanted, acceptable or unacceptable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The words &lt;i&gt;pain&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;suffering&lt;/i&gt; can be confusing and may require careful handling. (1) Sometimes they are synonyms and interchangeable. (2) Sometimes they are used in &lt;i&gt;contradistinction&lt;/i&gt; to one another: e.g. "pain is inevitable, suffering is optional", or "pain is physical, suffering is mental". (3) Sometimes one word refers to a variety of that to which the other refers: e.g. "pain is physical suffering", or "suffering is severe physical or mental pain". (4) Sometimes yet, people use them in another fashion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;All &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sentient" title="Sentient"&gt;sentient&lt;/a&gt; beings suffer during their lives, in diverse manners, and often dramatically. No field of human activity deals with the whole subject of suffering, but many are concerned with its nature and processes, its origin and causes, its meaning and significance, its related personal, social, and cultural behaviors, its remedies, management, and uses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5153331671076585740?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/5153331671076585740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=5153331671076585740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5153331671076585740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5153331671076585740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-6781244011691876908</id><published>2007-09-24T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T08:31:24.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Responsibility</title><content type='html'>And why do I time after time accept it, without fighting back for what is right and true?&lt;br /&gt;Is it cowardice or for personal growth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Wiki once again. I love Wiki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Responsibility Assumption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Responsibility assumption is a doctrine in the spirituality and personal growth fields holding that each individual has substantial or total responsibility for the events and circumstances that befall them in their life. While there is little that is notable about the notion that each person has at least some role in shaping their experience, the doctrine of responsibility assumption posits that the individual's mental contribution to his or her own experience is substantially greater than is normally thought. "I must have wanted this" is the type of catchphrase used by adherents of this doctrine when encountering situations, pleasant or unpleasant, to remind them that their own desires and choices led to the present outcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The term responsibility assumption thus has a specialized meaning beyond the general concept of taking responsibility for something, and is not to be confused with the general notion of making an assumption that a concept such as "responsibility" exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Diffusion of Responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Diffusion of responsibility is a social phenomenon which tends to occur in groups of people above a certain critical size when responsibility is not explicitly assigned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Diffusion of responsibility can manifest itself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;    * in a group of peers who, through action or inaction, allow events to occur which they would never allow if alone (action is typically referred to as groupthink; inaction is typically referred to as the bystander effect) or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;    * in hierarchical organizations as when, for example, underlings claim that they were following orders and supervisors claim that they were just issuing directives and not doing anything per se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This mindset can be seen in the phrase "No one raindrop thinks it caused the flood".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-6781244011691876908?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/6781244011691876908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=6781244011691876908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6781244011691876908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6781244011691876908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/09/responsibility.html' title='Responsibility'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-1419507089312497201</id><published>2007-09-24T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T08:30:16.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics - Blame</title><content type='html'>Why do we live our lives, so dependent on others?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we base failures on others, yet heap success on self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Blame - from Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To blame is to hold another person or group responsible for perceived faults, be those faults real, imagined, or merely invented for pejorative purposes. Blame is an act of censure, reproach, and often cases outright condemnation. Blame is used to place responsibility and accountability for faults on the blamed person or group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Psychology of blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Blame seems basic to hominid behaviour, as the cat did it incident with Koko the gorilla demonstrated very vividly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Blaming is nearly universally observed in children. It seems to be an essential part of human development. When language skills develop, one of the first practical things that can be done with them is to apply them to blame others for one's own misdeeds, and get them sanctioned or punished while one simply continues to engage in more of same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Blame in organizations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Some systems theorists and management consultants, such as Gerald Weinberg, held that the flow of blame in an organization was itself one of the most important indicators of that organization's robustness and integrity. Blame flowing upwards in a hierarchy, he argued, proved that superiors were willing to take full responsibility for their orders to their inferiors and supplying them with the resources required to do their jobs. But blame flowing downwards, from management to staff, or laterally between professionals, were signs of organizational failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Organizations can apply censure and demotion to managers and leaders who do not take full responsibility for their actions - in effect, to blame them for deflecting blame, rather than admit and redress it. These measures are quite common in government and diplomacy, in situations where no punishment can be applied, e.g. due to diplomatic immunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-1419507089312497201?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/1419507089312497201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=1419507089312497201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1419507089312497201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/1419507089312497201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/09/politics-blame.html' title='Politics - Blame'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-8114714054106290775</id><published>2007-09-13T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T20:25:22.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brainiac</title><content type='html'>The most amazing show on Telly.&lt;br /&gt;Blasted Britons.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.g4tv.com/brainiac/index.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=brainiac&amp;search=Search&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-8114714054106290775?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/8114714054106290775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=8114714054106290775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8114714054106290775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/8114714054106290775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/04/brainiac.html' title='Brainiac'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-5916768272317064448</id><published>2007-09-13T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T20:24:29.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me Out</title><content type='html'>By Franz Ferdinand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x_9GR9kdZ3o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x_9GR9kdZ3o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5916768272317064448?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/5916768272317064448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=5916768272317064448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5916768272317064448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/5916768272317064448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/09/take-me-out.html' title='Take Me Out'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-6836395027493241977</id><published>2007-09-11T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:10:49.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming is a private thing</title><content type='html'>BY Isaac Asimov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherman Hilary, at the age of 31, could have been identified as a dreamer by anyone. His eyes, unspectacled, had nonetheless the misty look of one who either needs glasses or rarely focuses on anything mundane.&lt;br /&gt;Weill said heartily, ‘ Sherman, my boy, you look fine. What’s the, matter? A dream is cooking only so-so at home? You’re worried about it?… Sit down, sit down…’&lt;br /&gt; The dreamer did, sitting at the edge of the chair and holding his thighs stiffly together as though to be ready for instant obedience to a possible order to stand up once more.&lt;br /&gt; He said, ‘ I’ve come to tell you, Mr Weill, I’m quitting.’&lt;br /&gt; ‘ Quitting”?”&lt;br /&gt; ‘I don’t want to dream anymore, Mr Weill.’&lt;br /&gt; Weill’s old face looked older now than at any time in the day. ‘ Why, Sherman?’&lt;br /&gt; The dreamers lips twisted. He blurted out, ‘ Because I’m not living, Mr Weill. Everything passes me by. It wasn’t so bad at first. It was even relaxing. I’d dream evenings, weekends when I felt like, or at any other time. And when I felt like I wouldn’t. But now, I’m an old pro. You tell me I’m one of the best in the business and the industry looks to me to think up new subtleties and new changes on the old reliables like the flying reveries, and the worm-tuning skits.&lt;br /&gt; Weill said, ‘ And is anyone better than you, Sherman? Your little sequence on leading an orchestra is selling steadily after ten years.’ &lt;br /&gt; ‘ All right, Mr Weill. I’ve done my part. Its gotten so I don’t go out anymore. I neglect my wide. My little girl doesn’t know me. Last week, we went to a dinner party – Sarah says I was sitting on the couch all evening just staring at nothing and humming. She said everyone kept looking at me, She cried all night, I’m tired of things like that Mr Weill. I want to be a normal person and live in this world. I promised her I’d quit and I will, so it’s goodbye, Mr Weill.’ Hillary stood up and held out his hand awkwardly.&lt;br /&gt;  ‘ I want to explain something. Do you know what a dreamer is, Sherman? DO you know what he means to ordinary people? Do you know what it is to be like me, like your wide Sarah? To have crippled minds that can’t imagine that can’t build up thoughts? People like myself, ordinary people, would like to escape just once in a while this life of ours. We can’t, We need help.&lt;br /&gt; ‘ In olden times it was books, plays, radio, movies, television. They gave us make believe, but that wasn’t important. What was important was that for a little while our own imaginations were stimulated, We could think of handsome lovers and beautiful princesses. We could be beautiful, witty, strong, capable, everything we weren’t.’&lt;br /&gt; ‘But always, the passing of the dream from dreamer to absorber was not perfect. It had to be translated into words in one way or another. The best dreamer in the world might not be able to get any of it into words. And the best writer in the world could only put the smallest part of his dreams into words. You understand?’&lt;br /&gt; ‘But now, with dream recording, any man can dream. You, Sherman, and a handful to men like you, supply those dreams directly and exactly. It’s straight from your head into ours, full strength. You dream for a thousand million people every time you dream. You dream a thousand million dreams at once. This is a great thing, my boy. You give all those people a glimpse of something they could not have by themselves.’&lt;br /&gt; Hillary mumbled ‘, I’ve done my share.’ He rose desperately to his feet. I’m through. I don’t care what you say. And if you want to sue me for breaking our contract, go ahead and sue. I don’t care.’&lt;br /&gt; Weill stood up, too. ‘ Would I sue you?… Ruth,’ he spoke into the intercom, ‘ bring in our copy of Mr Hillary’s contract.’&lt;br /&gt; His secretary brought in the contract. Weill took in, showed its face to Hillary  and said, ‘ Sherman my boy, unless you want to be with me, its not right to make you stay.’&lt;br /&gt; Then, before Belanger could make more than the beginning of a horrified gesture to stop him, he tore the contract into 4 pieces and tossed them down the waste chute. ‘That’s all.’&lt;br /&gt; Hillary’s hand shot out to seized Weill’s. ‘Thanks Mr Weill,’ he said earnestly, his voice husky. ‘You’ve always treated me very well, and I’m grateful. I’m sorry it had to be like this’&lt;br /&gt; ‘Its alright, my boy. Its all right.’&lt;br /&gt; Half in tears, still muttering thanks, Sherman Hillary left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ‘ Why did you let him go boss?’ demanded Belanger distractedly. ‘Don’t you see the game? He’ll be going straight to Luster-Think. They’ve bought him off.’ &lt;br /&gt; Weill brought his hand. ‘You’re wrong. You’ve quite wrong. I know the boy and this would not be his style. Meanwhile what a fine day I’ve had to argue with a father to give me a chance at new talent, with a government official to avoid censorship, with you to keep from adopting fatal policies and now with my best dreamer to keep him from leaving. But about Sherman Hillary at least, there is no question. The dreamer will be back.’&lt;br /&gt; ‘How do you know?’&lt;br /&gt; Weill smiled at Belanger and crinkled his cheeks into network of fine lines. ‘ Belanger my boy, you know how to edit dreamies so you think you know all the tools and machines of the trade. But let me tell you something. The most important tool in the dreamie business is the dreamer himself. He is the one you have to understand most of all, and I understand them.’&lt;br /&gt; ‘ Listen. When I was youngster – there were no dreamies then – I knew a fellow who wrote television scripts. He would complain to me bitterly that when someone met him for the first time and found out who he was, they would say: Where do you get those crazy ideas?’&lt;br /&gt; ‘ They honestly don’t know. To them it was an impossibility to even think of one of them. So what could my friend say? He used to talk to me about it and tell me. Could I say, I don’t know? When I go to bed, I can’t sleep for ideas dancing in my head. When I shave, I cut myself; when I drive, I take my life in my hands. And always because ideas, situations, dialogues are spinning and twisting in my mind, I can’t tell you where I get my ideas. Can you tell me maybe, your trick of not getting ideas, so I, too, can have a little peace?’&lt;br /&gt; ‘ You see Belanger, how it is. You can stop work here any time, So can I. This is our job, not our life. But not Sherman Hillary. Wherever he goes, whatever he does, he’ll dream. While he lives, he must think; while he thinks, he must dream. We don’t hold him prisoner, our contract isn’t an iron wall for him. His own skull is his own prisoner. So he’ll back. What can he do?’&lt;br /&gt; Belanger shrugged. ‘ If what you say is right, I’m sort of sorry for the guy.’&lt;br /&gt; Weill nodded sadly. ‘ I’m sorry for all of them. Through the years, I’ve found out one thing, It’s their business; making people happy. Other people.’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-6836395027493241977?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/6836395027493241977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=6836395027493241977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6836395027493241977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/6836395027493241977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/09/dreaming-is-private-thing.html' title='Dreaming is a private thing'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-2268008146644387805</id><published>2007-09-11T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:09:04.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Had wanted to post so many entries over the past month.&lt;br /&gt;But Time waits for no Man.&lt;br /&gt;One of the main reasons why I kept a blog in the first place was to put my thoughts, feelings and experiences down somewhere so that it will serve as a journal, a diary, that i can look back and remind myself of all the many things that make up my life.&lt;br /&gt;But little did I expect that too many events, emotions and ideas just fills my head at almost every single day. &lt;br /&gt;Every single moment of the day.&lt;br /&gt;It is flooding.&lt;br /&gt;It is bursting.&lt;br /&gt;Yet Everything is so clear.&lt;br /&gt;and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I sanguine?&lt;br /&gt;Am I choleric?&lt;br /&gt;Am I melancholic? &lt;br /&gt;Am I Phlegmatic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all yet I am none.&lt;br /&gt;Identity andTime&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's Time for Dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-2268008146644387805?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/2268008146644387805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=2268008146644387805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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first place was to put my thoughts, feelings and experiences down somewhere so that it will serve as a journal, a diary, that i can look back and remind myself of all the many things that make up my life.&lt;br /&gt;But little did I expect that too many events, emotions and ideas just fills my head at almost every single day. &lt;br /&gt;Every single moment of the day.&lt;br /&gt;It is flooding.&lt;br /&gt;It is bursting.&lt;br /&gt;Yet Everything is so clear.&lt;br /&gt;and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I sanguine?&lt;br /&gt;Am I choleric?&lt;br /&gt;Am I melancholic? &lt;br /&gt;Am I Phlegmatic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all yet I am none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Time for Dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-3443695275630957141?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815245.post-5601115990987451925</id><published>2007-08-12T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T18:05:58.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingrate</title><content type='html'>I've plenty of wonderful people around me.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfulness and gratefulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care enough about others.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a good teacher.&lt;br /&gt;I'm imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much I.&lt;br /&gt;Lost track of what's important anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A break is much needed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-5601115990987451925?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/5601115990987451925/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>On the Side of Me by Corrinne May</title><content type='html'>I’m not the easiest person to love&lt;br /&gt;I’m often the one who lets things go unresolved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you choose to be&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you choose to be on the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not too proud of some things &lt;br /&gt;I’ve done in my life&lt;br /&gt;The skeletons in my closet&lt;br /&gt;Are too big for me to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you choose to be&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed charity&lt;br /&gt;You’re on the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs a friend to hold&lt;br /&gt;When it’s cold outside&lt;br /&gt;And there’s no place to go&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs a friend to hold&lt;br /&gt;All alone I cried&lt;br /&gt;There was no place to go&lt;br /&gt;I remember when nobody cared&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the easiest person to love&lt;br /&gt;But you, you’ve opened your heart to show me what I’m worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause you choose to be&lt;br /&gt;on the side of me&lt;br /&gt;on the side of me&lt;br /&gt;What a mystery&lt;br /&gt;You’re on the side of me&lt;br /&gt;On the side of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when nobody cared&lt;br /&gt;I remember when nobody cared&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cared&lt;br /&gt;But you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-7106384717107878504?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/7106384717107878504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=7106384717107878504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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carrying out acts because it was the 'right thing to do.' Xenophon wrote about the Spartans as he observed them during an Olympic game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    An elderly man was trying to find a place to sit and observe the Olympic Games, as he went to each section. All the other Greeks laughed as he tried to make his way through. Some ignored him. Upon entering the Spartan section all the Spartans stood and offered the elderly man their seats. Suddenly the entire stadium applauded. All the Greeks knew what was the right thing to do, but the Spartans were the only ones who did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wikipedia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815245-4872263273503487595?l=atll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sparta' title='On Spartan Honor and Doing what is right'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/feeds/4872263273503487595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8815245&amp;postID=4872263273503487595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4872263273503487595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815245/posts/default/4872263273503487595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atll.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-spartan-honor-and-doing-what-is.html' title='On Spartan Honor and Doing what is right'/><author><name>Wiki Description</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15012723246298844606</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-8815245.post-7283322041563030400</id><published>2007-05-17T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:55:18.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wondered lonely as a Cloud</title><content type='html'>Peter Cook! 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