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				<title><![CDATA[gaily wrote a new blog post: machiavelli dream]]></title>
				<link>http://gaily.journalspace.com/2009/07/06/machiavelli-dream/</link>
				<pubDate>2009-07-06 03:04:12</pubDate>

				<description><![CDATA[<a href="http://journalspace.com/members/gaily/">gaily</a> wrote a new blog post: <a href="http://gaily.journalspace.com/2009/07/06/machiavelli-dream/">machiavelli dream</a> <span class="time-since"></span><blockquote><p>Dream on Wed, Nov. 23, 2005</p>
<p>I am on a rooftop of red dirt & stone. There are many townspeople there also, looking up at the rooftops. Across, more people are on their own roofs, looking through binoculars down at people covering the hilly grounds. They are everywhere, for as far as I can see. I [...]</p>
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				<title><![CDATA[gaily and Rick Norman are now friends]]></title>
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				<pubDate>2009-06-14 20:54:05</pubDate>

				<description><![CDATA[<a href="http://journalspace.com/members/gaily/">gaily</a> and <a href="http://journalspace.com/members/youth4ever/">Rick Norman</a> are now friends <span class="time-since"></span>]]></description>
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				<title><![CDATA[gaily wrote a new blog post: violins and a table...]]></title>
				<link>http://gaily.journalspace.com/2009/06/14/violins-and-a-table/</link>
				<pubDate>2009-06-14 20:17:32</pubDate>

				<description><![CDATA[<a href="http://journalspace.com/members/gaily/">gaily</a> wrote a new blog post: <a href="http://gaily.journalspace.com/2009/06/14/violins-and-a-table/">violins and a table...</a> <span class="time-since"></span><blockquote><p>Last night’s dream:</p>
<p>I’m walking up and down curved sidewalks, in a town I don’t know. I see a lady through a dirty window of an empty apartment. She’s cleaning. Old violin and guitar cases are on the covered porch, looking dusty and hot. I start to pick up a violin case, just to see if [...]</p>
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				<title><![CDATA[gaily wrote a new blog post: Old Dream, New Post]]></title>
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				<pubDate>2009-01-10 21:22:36</pubDate>

				<description><![CDATA[<a href="http://journalspace.com/members/gaily/">gaily</a> wrote a new blog post: <a href="http://gaily.journalspace.com/2009/01/10/old-dream-new-post/">Old Dream, New Post</a> <span class="time-since"></span><blockquote><p>I’m doing some JS reconstruction surgery here. Read if you want, but it’s mostly for me. </p>
<p>Talking Dead Boar</p>
<p>posted 01/27/05</p>
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<p>music: <br />
Don’t Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult  </p>
<p>Lately I’ve experienced quite a few talking animals in my dreams. </p>
<p>1/27/05 <br />
I am working on a necropsy with a calloused veterinarian that no longer seems to care about his job. As I watch him  gathering his [...]</p>
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