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	<description>I try to say a lot while saying very little. Get used to it.</description>
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		<title>By: SEV</title>
		<link>http://blog.severeanomaly.org/2005/01/10/a-mass-of-contradictions/#comment-1257</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 12:58:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>@bubba1: that point that you make is only too valid. but something, again, that we don't realise. and hence keep the differences alive.

@Suhan: for all we know, death might be the furthest point from God that we can get to in our lives. maybe we are at the and of the tunnel, the wrong end, when we die. as far as love and God go, the way we live our lives describes how we feel about their synonimity.

@Hippychix: all too valid again. i guess its part of seeing it through the eyes of a child, and seeing as a child. as far as the love part of it goes, i was just wondering, as it started to seem that way to me for a while there.
as far as the footer goes, i was extending on your comment. mail me for anything further.

@aussiemama: the amazing thing is that life is all too transient to realise this while we live it. but i believe that at the end of it all, we should be able to look back and say, i have changed the world in some way. i have done something that i can be proud of. its my driving force in anything i do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@bubba1: that point that you make is only too valid. but something, again, that we don&#8217;t realise. and hence keep the differences alive.</p>
<p>@Suhan: for all we know, death might be the furthest point from God that we can get to in our lives. maybe we are at the and of the tunnel, the wrong end, when we die. as far as love and God go, the way we live our lives describes how we feel about their synonimity.</p>
<p>@Hippychix: all too valid again. i guess its part of seeing it through the eyes of a child, and seeing as a child. as far as the love part of it goes, i was just wondering, as it started to seem that way to me for a while there.<br />
as far as the footer goes, i was extending on your comment. mail me for anything further.</p>
<p>@aussiemama: the amazing thing is that life is all too transient to realise this while we live it. but i believe that at the end of it all, we should be able to look back and say, i have changed the world in some way. i have done something that i can be proud of. its my driving force in anything i do.</p>
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		<title>By: aussiemama</title>
		<link>http://blog.severeanomaly.org/2005/01/10/a-mass-of-contradictions/#comment-1256</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 12:55:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I must admit, every now and then I wander through a museum or the like, and I look at the old pictures of settlers etc, I wonder if they knew their daily existence would be forever wiped from the earth, other than a photo with some person looking at it from time to time. It really makes you want to make a difference, have some special purpose or reason for being here.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I must admit, every now and then I wander through a museum or the like, and I look at the old pictures of settlers etc, I wonder if they knew their daily existence would be forever wiped from the earth, other than a photo with some person looking at it from time to time. It really makes you want to make a difference, have some special purpose or reason for being here.</p>
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		<title>By: HippyChix</title>
		<link>http://blog.severeanomaly.org/2005/01/10/a-mass-of-contradictions/#comment-1255</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 12:54:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Some of us choose to realize what we have, before we lose it. Some of us make the active choice to appreicate all that life offers, not just the easy things. Some of us have been blessed to see the beauty in the pain of life, in the inevitible end of it.

As for love being transient, I respectfully disagree. Love, when it's real, is the one thing that lasts forever. The power of being loved never goes away. We become the legacy of those who loved us, and we have a choice to allow it to live or to turn it into something that will let us be angry and not deal with the loss.

Also, strange thing about your "comments footer" .. it says I am saying things that I never said. What's up with that? :-&#62;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Some of us choose to realize what we have, before we lose it. Some of us make the active choice to appreicate all that life offers, not just the easy things. Some of us have been blessed to see the beauty in the pain of life, in the inevitible end of it.</p>
<p>As for love being transient, I respectfully disagree. Love, when it&#8217;s real, is the one thing that lasts forever. The power of being loved never goes away. We become the legacy of those who loved us, and we have a choice to allow it to live or to turn it into something that will let us be angry and not deal with the loss.</p>
<p>Also, strange thing about your &#8220;comments footer&#8221; .. it says I am saying things that I never said. What&#8217;s up with that? :-&gt;</p>
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		<title>By: Suhan</title>
		<link>http://blog.severeanomaly.org/2005/01/10/a-mass-of-contradictions/#comment-1254</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 12:51:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;True we dont realize what we had till we lose it or till the fear of losing it seeps in... but inspite of knowing this fact, we take everything around us for granted...&lt;br /&gt;
nothing lasts forever... we are evolving (for better or worse) this very moment... death is an enigma to me... i once read about these experiments being conducted where people who've almost seen their end narrate their experiences... it was a very interesting book... someone who had a major heart attack described seeing bright light and a scenic view behind it after the pain... etc etc... my point is i dont know how far it was true but i wanted to believe we are close to finding the answer...&lt;br /&gt;
as for love and God, they both are synonymous for me... one cant exist without the other... who knows what happens the next minute-forever is just limited to our existence...
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>True we dont realize what we had till we lose it or till the fear of losing it seeps in&#8230; but inspite of knowing this fact, we take everything around us for granted&#8230;<br />
nothing lasts forever&#8230; we are evolving (for better or worse) this very moment&#8230; death is an enigma to me&#8230; i once read about these experiments being conducted where people who&#8217;ve almost seen their end narrate their experiences&#8230; it was a very interesting book&#8230; someone who had a major heart attack described seeing bright light and a scenic view behind it after the pain&#8230; etc etc&#8230; my point is i dont know how far it was true but i wanted to believe we are close to finding the answer&#8230;<br />
as for love and God, they both are synonymous for me&#8230; one cant exist without the other&#8230; who knows what happens the next minute-forever is just limited to our existence&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Bubba</title>
		<link>http://blog.severeanomaly.org/2005/01/10/a-mass-of-contradictions/#comment-1253</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 12:50:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I find those questions are a matter of ones age. when I was 20 something none of that mattered. At 30 the 50 year olds were old. at 40, the questions are getting started. At 50, it was time to settle on what I beleived and get comfortable with me. But as you know my life didn't go according to plan. Death means only that I will leave my wife for a short time till she can join me. Death means that I will be free to do work of a postive nature. Death is just another part of life. Its the final thing that bonds us all. So no matter, race, creed, color, and money. You to will be my equal in your final day.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I find those questions are a matter of ones age. when I was 20 something none of that mattered. At 30 the 50 year olds were old. at 40, the questions are getting started. At 50, it was time to settle on what I beleived and get comfortable with me. But as you know my life didn&#8217;t go according to plan. Death means only that I will leave my wife for a short time till she can join me. Death means that I will be free to do work of a postive nature. Death is just another part of life. Its the final thing that bonds us all. So no matter, race, creed, color, and money. You to will be my equal in your final day.</p>
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