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		<title>Behold&#8230; The FUTURE</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Feb 2010 14:01:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This past Sunday, one of my favorite whows covered a long kept secret of the renewable energy front.  No, its not another solar innovation or a technology that transferes our thoughts into energy.  Its something more&#8230; simple (almost eerily simple).  Its called the Bloom Box and the company along with its inventor feel that every [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><p>This past Sunday, one of my favorite whows covered a long kept secret of the renewable energy front.  No, its not another solar innovation or a technology that transferes our thoughts into energy.  Its something more&#8230; simple (almost eerily simple).  Its called the Bloom Box and the company along with its inventor feel that every one of us will have one in ou homes by 2025.  Normaly I would say &#8220;didn&#8217;t they say that about the electric car 80 years ago&#8221;? &#8230; But when I learned they raised 400 million dollars, I put my assumptions on the shelf&#8230;</p>
<p>Behold&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Meditation</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 19:39:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Thought Provoken</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Meditation&#8230;


 
Indigos and blues fluid movement in spiral form take me away.
Lightning fast thoughts driven by protons, neurons, and electric light fill my mind and retreat like a setting sun…
Darkness makes her debut and stillness envelops my mind within minds.
Images without shape nor color playfully enter and exit the filmstrip of the imagination.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">Meditation&#8230;</span></h1>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"><img class="aligncenter" title="Meditation" src="http://caravanofdreams.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/bigstockphoto_man_meditation_1203669.jpg" alt="" width="324" height="432" /><br />
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">Indigos and blues fluid movement in spiral form take me away.</span></p>
<p>Lightning fast thoughts driven by protons, neurons, and electric light fill my mind and retreat like a setting sun…</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">Darkness makes her debut and stillness envelops my mind within minds.</span></p>
<p>Images without shape nor color playfully enter and exit the filmstrip of the imagination.</p>
<p>I am here, am transported there and become that which I think.The room is but a formless construct used as an exercise to test my ability to think and be infinite.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">Realistically,<span> </span></span></p>
<p>I am but a man in lotus position with mantra positioned hands but for a moment, I grace the source.<span> </span></p>
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		<title>What to do if you have lost GOD?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 05:31:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Thought Provoken</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[What to do if you have lost God?
The man I see in the mirror is no longer who I was made to be…
Something like a glimmer is missing in the pupils and the bright light that shone through my ribcage no longer shines as bright.
Walking without moving, sleeping without dreaming, eating without nourishment.
I have become [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><h1 style="text-align: center;">What to do if you have lost God?</h1>
<p style="text-align: center;">The man I see in the mirror is no longer who I was made to be…</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Something like a glimmer is missing in the pupils and the bright light that shone through my ribcage no longer shines as bright.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Walking without moving, sleeping without dreaming, eating without nourishment.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I have become a shell of a shell of a shell that anticipates a future no greater than a prison without walls.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">My journey is that of a man with a map lost on a trail… Destiny fully understood but overwhelmed by the obstacles that separate point here from point there.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">There is where I should be.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">That is who I should be.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I am not myself.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I must escape.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">People taking without giving makes me a hollow man.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">A bitter reflection of the unbalanced flow of energy.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Momma always told me to give more than I take and I’m beginning to think that she planned my suicide.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Mind stretched so thin…</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Body stretched so thin with heart and bones becoming elastic rubber like used tires… Meant             to move but with nothing more to give</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I feel like I have lost God</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">Like an eclipse masked by the clouds, this cycle of evolution is to be missed…</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">But does that mean that it is not still happening?</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Does that mean that the universe with all its elements that reside in my 5 foot 10 inch frame are separate and unconnected?</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">Confusion is the illusion that continues to taunt me in the light.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Its funny how more stories are told in the dark, more understanding comes from the absence to me than in the light…  So I sleep.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Hoping to escape myself through dream, REM sleep and a will to break through the inner prison that my godlike self resides.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">What to do if you have lost God?</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">Vessel over the horizon but still there…</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Object in the darkness but still present…</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Out of sight but still residing in the memory of DNA like I knew who I am but not really.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">If God be all things then what does that make me?</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">As my heartaches and stomach turn at the pain of lacerations from the past, I gaze up into the sky that God painted herself just for me right before the glowing disk that keeps me warm, selflessly, goes beyond the horizon…</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">I am moved by the simple gesture posed as a colorful riddle above me.  Like if I didn’t look up, would my life at this moment be the same.  Quiet but speaking volumes as oranges bleed into violet, blood red drips behind the clouds as the sun screams through.  It is as if I am being playfully taunted by my own ignorance.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">What to do if you have lost God?</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">The elements that make us who we are, limited by the periodic table of elements neatly juxtaposed, analyzed and described are in a way a coding for us as expressions of God.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">Part of a whole,</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Not brick in the wall but the earth that birthed the clay… Fire that solidified and crystallized the thought, and the building itself that housed the dream.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">We are beings of infinite possibility limited only by our own thoughts.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">How silly we are to make mustard out of the seed without appreciating the universe within.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Take time to take time to take time to think and drink of the purity of knowledge within… If we just listen… Like the 8 tracks that play through the rhythm of our heart beat keeping the flow as we must… Keeping time while we are free to live timelessly.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">What to do if you have lost God?</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">FIND YOURSELF…</p>
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		<title>Relationship-wrecked</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 13:54:27 +0000</pubDate>
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heart flutters like doves.
He said he loved,
Did he know what love was?
Tears in her eyes
As her face hits the pillow .
Lets out low sigh
Black mascara on the linen.
Lowered eyes faint cries
Can still feel the room spinning.
Quivered lips, heart skips
For little more than a minute.
She said she loved him and she meant it,
He [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><p>she said she loves,<br />
heart flutters like doves.<br />
He said he loved,<br />
Did he know what love was?</p>
<p>Tears in her eyes<br />
As her face hits the pillow .<br />
Lets out low sigh<br />
Black mascara on the linen.</p>
<p>Lowered eyes faint cries<br />
Can still feel the room spinning.<br />
Quivered lips, heart skips<br />
For little more than a minute.</p>
<p>She said she loved him and she meant it,<br />
He said he loved her but probably didn’t.<br />
She can’t figure why he did it,<br />
Can’t finger his intentions.<br />
Not to mention finding forgiveness<br />
when the pain remains vivid.</p>
<p>Dried eyes, was she blind?<br />
Something she could’ve predicted?<br />
Something that she missed,<br />
Did she see a lie and live it?</p>
<p>NO.</p>
<p>She confronted him,<br />
She wanted him to admit it&#8230;<br />
That shit was different,<br />
Something missing…<br />
She threw a fit<br />
When he didn’t.<br />
&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;</p>
<p>He felt like shit when he did it.<br />
Heart swells, breaths heavy&#8230;<br />
She’s gonna feel like I hid it,<br />
Tears flow, broke levy.</p>
<p>Low sigh, no lie<br />
He loved her/“all or nothing” was what she wanted.<br />
Tears in her eyes<br />
The last time she confronted.<br />
Overpowered butterflies<br />
fluttering round in his stomach.</p>
<p>Now he had done it.</p>
<p>She was his world, his sun<br />
But he just needed space.<br />
Earth quaked, hurt aches<br />
Gravity pulls rain down his face.</p>
<p>Streams fall to his shoulders…<br />
He wishes he could hold her…<br />
But he watched her shoulder grow colder<br />
When he told her.</p>
<p>A whirlwind of emotions<br />
Ravage the landscape.<br />
Winds in the ocean<br />
Love boats in its wake.</p>
<p>And there he lay, washed up on the shore<br />
Vowing to drown in love no more.</p>
<p>Decision like a Kamikaze mission,<br />
Deep incisions/vision blurs…<br />
He ruptured his heart<br />
the moment he broke hers.</p>
<p>He thinks….<br />
He should’ve stayed alone from the start.</p>
<p>&#8216;Cuz every time he touches a heart…<br />
He crushes a heart.<br />
Every time he takes a heart…<br />
He breaks a heart.</p>
<p>Days are like those waves…<br />
They ebb…they flow.<br />
He will always love her&#8211;<br />
Wherever her ship goes…<br />
Wherever the wind blows…<br />
More than he shows…<br />
More than she knows.</p>
<p>Love can be a dream,<br />
But its seas are seldom serene.</p>
<p>Relationshipwrecked</p>
<p>Phillip B. Agnew<br />
773.412.6094<br />
www.philclinton.com</p>
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		<title>Is the &#8216;Avatar&#8217; concept really possible?</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 12:56:27 +0000</pubDate>
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By Elizabeth Landau, CNN
February 3, 2010 9:07 a.m. EST
(CNN) &#8212; Now the highest-grossing film ever, &#8220;Avatar,&#8221; has captivated millions of viewers with its picturesque scenery, extraterrestrial battles, and nature-loving, blue-skinned aliens.The premise of the film is that humans can enter the world of these 10-foot aliens, called the Na&#8217;vi, by way of half-human, half-Na&#8217;vi hybrids.
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<div style="font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; padding: 0px; margin: 0px; border: 0px initial initial;">By Elizabeth Landau, CNN</div>
<div style="padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 11px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; font: normal normal normal 11px/14px arial; margin: 0px; border: 0px initial initial;">February 3, 2010 9:07 a.m. EST</div>
<div style="padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 11px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; font: normal normal normal 11px/14px arial; margin: 0px; border: 0px initial initial;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="line-height: 19px;"><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;">(CNN) &#8212; Now the highest-grossing film ever, &#8220;Avatar,&#8221; has captivated millions of viewers with its picturesque scenery, extraterrestrial battles, and nature-loving, blue-skinned aliens.The premise of the film is that humans can enter the world of these 10-foot aliens, called the Na&#8217;vi, by way of half-human, half-Na&#8217;vi hybrids.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">A high-tech interfacing mechanism allows a human to remain inert while controlling one of these avatar hybrids just by thinking. Not only does the human manipulate the avatar&#8217;s movements and speech, but he or she also experiences life &#8212; every sensation, feeling and emotion &#8212; through the eyes of the hybrid, as if consciousness were transferred. Scientists say we are many decades, even centuries, away from making this kind of sophisticated interaction possible, if it can be done at all.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">But the fundamentals of components required to create this complicated system of mind-controlled avatars are already in the works, and have useful applications in medicine.&#8221;We&#8217;re starting to understand the basic building blocks, but the biggest challenges will be emotion and thought &#8212; how to make another organism think what you think, to feel what you feel &#8212; because those networks are much more difficult to sort out,&#8221;</span><em><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></em><span style="font-weight: normal;">said Dr. Brian Litt, associate professor of neurology and bioengineering at the University of Pennsylvania.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Moving remote objects by thinking</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Although nothing as complex as manipulating a creature through thought has been done, scientists working on allowing handicapped people to move prosthetic limbs with their minds are making headway. This idea actually played a role in the movie: Protagonist Jake Sully was in a wheelchair in his human body, but could walk, run and jump as his avatar.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">One demonstration has been shown by Miguel Nicolelis, a neuroscientist at Duke University, who is working on robotic leg braces. In 2008, his group got a monkey in North Carolina to mentally control the walking patterns of a robot in Japan.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">This was done by implanting electrodes in the brains of two rhesus monkeys. The electrodes recorded how cells in the brain&#8217;s motor and sensory cortex responded to walking on the treadmill at various speeds. The monkeys&#8217; legs also had sensors to record walking patterns.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Researchers used all this information to predict the exact speed of movement and stride length of the legs, and uploaded that information to a robot in Japan, getting the robot to move in synch with a monkey thousands of miles away in real time. Even when the treadmill was turned off, a monkey continued making the robot walk just by thinking for a few minutes.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Another arena is one of virtual reality: controlling an avatar in a video game with your mind. Jaime Pineda, cognitive neuroscientist at the University of California, San Diego, is working with a brain-computer interface that allows participants to move a car around a racetrack, fly a plane and do other virtual tasks on a screen, simply by thinking. The mental training for this takes about four to six hours, he said.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">&#8220;It is based on the motor parts of your brain. That&#8217;s what we&#8217;re recording from, and so if you think about moving, it&#8217;s actually as if you are actually moving,&#8221; he said.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Apart from the entertainment value, Pineda sees this as a future therapy for autistic children. The theory is that because people with autism have less conductivity between various parts of the brain, participating in mind-controlled video games may normalize those circuits. Results from his lab show improvement in social interaction and other behaviors after 10 or 20 weeks of playing the game in the lab.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Uploading information</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">For an &#8220;Avatar&#8221;-style brain-computer interface, an enormous amount of data would have to be transferred from the person to the avatar extremely quickly, Litt said.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Here&#8217;s what&#8217;s possible now: Scientists such as Gerwin Schalk at the New York State Department of Health&#8217;s Wadsworth Center have harnessed the brain&#8217;s electrical impulses to have people mentally type their thoughts using electrodes on the surface of the head. The rate is typically seven words per minute. In one epileptic patient who had electrodes already on the brain for clinical purposes, the record was 20 words per minute.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">This kind of technology is useful for people who are paralyzed and cannot communicate, Schalk said. His research group also works on using electrodes to extract specific information from the brain such as people&#8217;s actual actions, imagined actions and intended actions &#8212; even how they move individual fingers.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">The research &#8220;has changed that widespread assumption that it&#8217;s not really impossible to acquire detailed information from the brain in humans,&#8221; Schalk said.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Litt&#8217;s group studies the brain&#8217;s networks involved in epilepsy. The researchers are looking at the abnormal circuits to figure out the basic units of the brain that generate seizures. They have licensed intellectual property for a device that can improve epilepsy by stimulating specific brain regions, potentially eliminating the need for surgery.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">&#8220;I see tremendous possibilities for more and more ability to unlock these networks,&#8221; he said.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Transferal of sensations and emotions</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">The area of this &#8220;avatar science&#8221; that will be most difficult to sort out is being able to feel and think as the avatar, Litt said.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Today there are auditory prostheses called cochlear implants that encode signals that allow people to hear who could not otherwise, as well as rudimentary visual aids. It is also possible to stick a pin in a particular part of someone&#8217;s brain and induce sensations of various temperatures, pressures and even pain levels, just by stimulating certain neural circuits.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">&#8220;But there&#8217;s a far cry from doing that to being able to make somebody feel an emotion or see something,&#8221; Litt said.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">The technical hurdles, including transferring huge amounts of information extremely rapidly and building devices to both extract signals from the brain and inject signals into the brain, are significant, he said.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Clearly, people aren&#8217;t going to be able to climb into personal pods and use their brains to remotely control 10-foot-tall creatures any time soon. Andrew Schwartz, neuroscientist at the University of Pittsburgh, added in an e-mail that it is not even clear what &#8220;consciousness&#8221; is. There&#8217;s no rigorous definition, and how it looks in the brain is unknown.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">&#8220;It&#8217;s a wonderful movie, but it shouldn&#8217;t be taken as anything but fantasy,&#8221; he said.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></p>
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		<title>Journey of a Photog</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 17:08:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Thought Provoken</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[So the first time I picked up a camera was nearly 4 years ago.  I bought a Nikon D50 with the extra cash I had from selling drugs for Pfizer (yeah I was a drug dealer).  I had a passion for the imagery and artistry that photography brought but never had the money for film.  When I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><p><img class="alignleft" title="3rd Eye" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v129/194/73/45002594/n45002594_31502656_7438.jpg" alt="" width="325" height="362" />So the first time I picked up a camera was nearly 4 years ago.  I bought a Nikon D50 with the extra cash I had from selling drugs for Pfizer (yeah I was a drug dealer).  I had a passion for the imagery and artistry that photography brought but never had the money for film.  When I found I could shoot all I wanted via digital, I salivated at the opportunity.</p>
<p>Like a kid with a new puppy, I fell in love with my SLR.  I slept with it, carried it everywhere with me and sought to fuse my mind with the machinery in my hand.  Essentially, I became the camera.  Once I mastered the mechanics of the shutter speed and aperture, I was able to tell my story through the ultimate lens (the eye).</p>
<p>Like a shapeless being, I floated through my surroundings and became the fly on the wall on the subways, through the gardens, and in the concrete jungle of DC.  The year 2006 marked a turning point in my life where I fell in love with a form of expression that I cherish to this day.</p>
<p>So flash-forward 4 years, 7 countries and hundreds of images that are timepieces of my progression as a human being.  This is the year that I will host my first show and I want to take you along the journey with me.  I had the opportunity to have a sit-down discussion with a phenomenal photographer friend of mine Tara who I have known since college.  She is a genius when it comes to the art and has a keen eye for how to market the expression of photography that helps the art transcend to new levels.</p>
<p>Right now I am going through the process of boiling down my work to a body of work.  Its such a violent process for me because its causing me to systematically disassemble what I think my work is about to recreate a stream of thought that ties the work together.  It takes a non-objective mindset and a willingness to destroy an original image and mindset in order to rebuild a message of uniqueness.</p>
<p>Today, I went through hundreds of my photos and picked some of my favorites.  There is no consistency in the work, just a grouping of images that are most striking to me.  The next step is to decide who I am as an artist and then chose the images that best represent me&#8230;</p>
<p>this is my journey&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Time for Time</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 12:33:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Thought Provoken</dc:creator>
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time is unforgiving&#8230;
she takes unrelentlessly.
she never gives back.
we can only hope she
pays it forward.
our misguided attempts to manipulate her&#8211;
to extend the happiest times&#8230;
to cut off the saddest&#8211;
are met with failure.
our only hope
for outwitting time;
Our only prayer
for eluding the hands of time
is
our fleeting memory.
we take pride in the victories of our memories.
we try hard to remember.
we [...]]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: left;">
<p style="text-align: left;">
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<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">time is <strong>unforgiving</strong>&#8230;<br />
she takes unrelentlessly.<br />
she <strong>never</strong> gives back.</p>
<p>we can only hope she<br />
pays it <em>forward</em>.</p>
<p>our misguided attempts to manipulate her&#8211;<br />
to extend the </span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: 18pt;">happiest</span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> times&#8230;<br />
to cut off the </span></span><span style="font-size: 9.5pt;">saddest</span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">&#8211;<br />
are met with <strong>failure</strong>.</p>
<p>our only hope<br />
for outwitting time;<br />
Our only prayer<br />
for eluding the hands of time<br />
is<br />
our fleeting </span></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: 18pt;">memory</span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">.</p>
<p>we take pride in the victories of our memories.<br />
we try hard to remember.<br />
we gladly trade the reality of the present&#8230;<br />
to live in the past.</p>
<p>we hope our memory captures the<br />
<em>warmest</em>,<br />
most <em>happy</em>,<br />
most <strong>satisfying</strong>,<br />
moments in time.<br />
still time can be an insidious vindictive enemy;<br />
she can be so ravenous a thief;<br />
with such insatiable hunger that eventually even our memory<br />
fails us.</p>
<p>days pass,<br />
months fade,<br />
years go by.</p>
<p>and no matter how hard we try<br />
we cannot<br />
save her.</p>
<p>she is impatient..<br />
she waits for no one.<br />
she is up&#8230;she will run out&#8230;<br />
for time can fly.</p>
<p>you will never have her: time.<br />
strangely&#8230;<br />
if you take advantage of her&#8230;<br />
she will be on your side.</p>
<p>waste her &amp;<br />
she will pass you by.</p>
<p>so take your time.<br />
&#8230;till next time&#8230;<br />
or<br />
time for time out&#8230;<br />
or<br />
its about that time&#8230;<br />
or<br />
</span></span><span style="font-size: xx-large;"><span style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>the end.</strong></span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></span></span></p>
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		<title>There is something about&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Jan 2010 14:01:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Thought Provoken</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[CLINTON CORNER]]></category>
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There&#8217;s something about&#8230;
She&#8217;s beautiful.
I tell her.
Light her fire.
Propel her.
Set sail her&#8230;
I Inhale her
Emerald dreams.
I Exhale her
smokescreens.
She’s enchanting&#8230;
Eyes glaze
as I gaze
in her gaze
for days.
With dream eyes.
I&#8217;ve never seen eyes
like her green eyes.
And I go with her.
I rarely know
where she’s going
but I float with her.
Wherever the wind blows&#8230;
She’s seductive…
On warm evenings,
instead of sleeping&#8230;
I find myself peeping
through jaded [...]]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center;">There&#8217;s something about&#8230;<br />
She&#8217;s beautiful.<br />
I tell her.<br />
Light her fire.<br />
Propel her.<br />
Set sail her&#8230;<br />
I Inhale her<br />
Emerald dreams.<br />
I Exhale her<br />
smokescreens.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">She’s enchanting&#8230;<br />
Eyes glaze<br />
as I gaze<br />
in her gaze<br />
for days.<br />
With dream eyes.<br />
I&#8217;ve never seen eyes<br />
like her green eyes.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">And I go with her.<br />
I rarely know<br />
where she’s going<br />
but I float with her.<br />
Wherever the wind blows&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">She’s seductive…<br />
On warm evenings,<br />
instead of sleeping&#8230;<br />
I find myself peeping<br />
through jaded holes<br />
to her soul.<br />
&#8230;through holes in time.<br />
And I&#8217;m whole in mine.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Since the first time I laid eyes<br />
on her jade eyes,<br />
I’ve let her<br />
warm my dreams<br />
in green feathers.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">She&#8217;s mesmerizing&#8230;<br />
And at night,<br />
We take flight<br />
to fair weather&#8230;<br />
On olive wings&#8230;<br />
To greener pastures&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">She and I&#8230;<br />
Set sights on the sky&#8230;<br />
Fly,<br />
Glide…<br />
To heights so high,<br />
that even time<br />
seems to fly.<br />
&#8230;And minutes<br />
Grow to hours&#8230;<br />
And gravity<br />
has lost its power&#8230;<br />
To ground&#8230;<br />
Everything lost<br />
is found&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">We dream to where needs are heeded&#8230;<br />
and wants are flaunted.<br />
Where snoring is boring,<br />
so we spend hours<br />
Soaring&#8230;<br />
undaunted&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">And dreams never die&#8230;<br />
At Cloud 9,<br />
we say goodbye<br />
to goodbyes<br />
and endings&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">She’s enthralling…<br />
We never makeup<br />
for breakups.<br />
When we dream<br />
we don&#8217;t wakeup&#8230;<br />
Or wind-down.<br />
Just take-offs…<br />
We wind up<br />
flying &#8217;round…<br />
then lying down&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">She&#8217;s smoldering…<br />
Cloud ten<br />
we begin<br />
our ascent<br />
to a dimension<br />
where dreams<br />
don&#8217;t defer.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">With no intention<br />
to return&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.philclinton.com">phil clinton</a></p>
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		<title>1/4 Life Crisis</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 13:21:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Thought Provoken</dc:creator>
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Lately, i&#8217;ve been feeling like i&#8217;m not making full use of my skill set(s). like i&#8217;ve been wasting time &#38; space…air…lol. I&#8217;m NOT suicidal or nothin…but I DO have a deep feeling that i&#8217;ve hit what many people are calling the “quarter life crisis.” Sooo…of course, I have to write about it…
PART one:
sometimes at night,
do [...]]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Lately, i&#8217;ve been feeling like i&#8217;m not making full use of my skill set(s). like i&#8217;ve been wasting time &amp; space…air…lol. I&#8217;m NOT suicidal or nothin…but I DO have a deep feeling that i&#8217;ve hit what many people are calling the “quarter life crisis.” Sooo…of course, I have to write about it…</p>
<p>PART one:<br />
sometimes at night,<br />
do you ever feel like,<br />
the life you’re living isn’t your real life?</p>
<p>At times you look in the mirror and it feels like<br />
the picture painted is just a still life.</p>
<p>Like you’ve lost all your momentum<br />
And then some…<br />
You lost some,<br />
You win some.</p>
<p>Like your life’s in the basement,<br />
Like you’ve become so complacent,<br />
And the drive you had was taken,<br />
And laziness has replaced it.</p>
<p>You know that it’s the case,<br />
And it’s unbearable to face.<br />
You know life’s a rat race,<br />
But you’ve lost the will to chase.</p>
<p>You just wanna be successful,<br />
But don’t know how it tastes.<br />
Wasted days filled with mistakes,<br />
No idea what chances to take&#8230;<br />
So at night you lay awake…</p>
<p>Is it too early to start to think its too late??</p>
<p>More information on the “<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quarter-life_crisis">quarter life crisis</a>” (for those that think im makin it up):</p>
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		<title>Turning Pain in to Passion</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jan 2010 20:25:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Thought Provoken</dc:creator>
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To say the very very least, I have been tremendously moved, saddened, angered, inspired, tortured, broken, and rebuilt by what has happened to our brothers and sisters in Haiti.  I wanted to post some items that people may find helpful when engaging Haiti.  Remember that time an inaction exacerbates the situation drastically.
Pray and be PEACE
If [...]]]></description>
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<p>To say the very very least, I have been tremendously moved, saddened, angered, inspired, tortured, broken, and rebuilt by what has happened to our brothers and sisters in Haiti.  I wanted to post some items that people may find helpful when engaging Haiti.  Remember that time an inaction exacerbates the situation drastically.</p>
<p>Pray and be PEACE</p>
<p>If you want to donate Money: https://co.clickandpledge.com/advanced/default.aspx?wid=23093</p>
<p>&#8212; NOTE: This site is endorsed by Wyclef of Haiti</p>
<p>Info for healthcare professionals: http://www.pih.org/inforesources/news/Haiti_Earthquake.html</p>
<p>For physical items, please note the logistics issues make transport.  If you have friends from Haiti, ask them and share info on best practices.  I&#8217;ll keep researching where to send items but till then, GOOGLE it:</p>
<p>1. Water is most important you can also get water purification tablets @ Walmart at (<a href="http://www.walmart.com/catalog/product.do?product_id=8586958">http://www.walmart.com/catalog/product.do?product_id=8586958</a>)<br />
2. Second baby formula or canned mill<br />
3. Canned food<br />
4. Clothing<br />
5. Batteries &amp; flashlights&#8230;</p>
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