<?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-12761158</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:56:18.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Perspective of Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-from-me-to-you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12761158/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-from-me-to-you.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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needs to be nutured and loved, for always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12761158-111780407957244384?l=thoughts-from-me-to-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-from-me-to-you.blogspot.com/feeds/111780407957244384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12761158&amp;postID=111780407957244384' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12761158/posts/default/111780407957244384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12761158/posts/default/111780407957244384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-from-me-to-you.blogspot.com/2005/06/recently-i-have-learnt-that-you-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>tauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01750119768289521271</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12761158.post-111737766876746649</id><published>2005-05-29T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T07:41:08.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation save Schapelle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everyone in Australia has his or her own opinion on whether or not Schapelle Corby is innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;As it has been mentioned before in a way her situation has somewhat followed that of Lindy Chamberlain in her unfortunate quest to maintain her innocence in 1980 when again the whole country and world for that matter had their opinions and judgements on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Like alot of people I speak to whether it be friends around the table at a dinner party, fellow mother's awaiting their childrens arrival at the school gate or over hearing people in the queue at the supermarket, everyone it seems is speaking about it and the majority believe that she is in fact innocent and are horrified and shaken to have watched the verdict on friday and witness her be sentenced to 20years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wendy and I watched it in front of the gas heater at her place and were reduced to tears as we watched 20 years of a fellow Australians life,a woman not much older then us be locked away in a filthy cell in a foreign country along with her freedom and dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I think the thing that has rocked Australia and I guess our age group is the fact that it could of so easily been one of us, so many of my friends that I hold close to my heart have travelled to Bali in the past couple of years not only Bali but other parts of the world and to think that this could of happened to one of them horrifies me, and to think there is a couple of arsehole baggage handlers sitting back saying something like "Whoops wrong bag ah Bob lucky we got that coke but hey".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can't believe some Australian and sorry to say fellas but male is there with the knowledge that Schapelle Corby is infact innocent but is too much of a coward to stand up and be a man and say "Hey yeah no she's telling the truth" but after 7mths the prospect of that happening is wearing thin,our only hope now is that karma comes and bites them on the ass, big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In the meantime Schapelle still remains incarcerated in  apparently the same cell as the smiling bomber or whatever he was dubbed with 20 other inmates, and as I have learn't from reading 'Marching Powder - a true story on San Pedro jail Sth America written by Australian lawyer Rusty Young, a foreign inmate in a jail is a prime target and the fact that she is female is even more scarier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I truely feel a need to help this girl hey guys and am in the process of writing letters to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Danna Vale-local member of Parliment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Australian Foreign Affairs Minister Alexandra Downing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Indonesian embassy in Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I also have an address for her and am intending on writing some letters and poems etc even putting a little 'care pack' together for her to hopefully warm her heart as she lives through a time in her life I can't even find words to explain what it must be like for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;If you feel the same her address is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Schapelle Corby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;c/o Australian Consulate General&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jalan Hayam Wuruk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;No 88B Tanjung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Bungkak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Denpasar, Bali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;80234.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And remember if you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;not that any of you would but I think only positive remarks should be sent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Some of you may think I'm crazy but I guess if you can do even something little it may help someone somewhere and thats all that really matters, it doesnt cost anything to do good will so why not share it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; THE BALI BOYCOTT&lt;/span&gt;                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ok fair enough a high percentage of Balinese people do believe that Schapelle is guilty but is boycotting the country the answer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;As we all know Bali depends on its thriving tourism for the majority of their income and I suppose business is just returning to usual after the first blow to hit the shores in 2002 when the bali bombers hit, then i guess in a round about kind of way the tsunami wouldnt of helped and now this,but could we honestly deny the balinese people, the children money for food and education? though I've never been to Bali their furniture is my favourite! and I couldnt bring myself to deny the kids mostly that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; I guess you can't underestimate the old aussie spirit when one of us needs help its good to see that people are actually making a stand something I thought was almost lost in our country at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have also heard that there is talk of boycotting QANTAS because of its part with its shonky baggage handlers who seem to move more then your bags, but again what is that really going to do make them pack shit for a couple of weeks or months but even the bloody chairman of QANTAS or the bloke that makes those jumbo's don't have the power to change those indonesian judges verdict, he may be able to put his giant metal birds in the sky but is helpless when it comes to returning Schapelle Corby's freedom to her.And that is the saddest thing because as Australians we live our life believing that freedom is for free (apart from if you have been to jail:( ) and this has come as quite a wake up call for I have come to learn that freedom is in fact priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Though you may feel that your hands are tied with this and you are left to wonder what one  small voice could possibly do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Or perhaps you think she is guilty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Whatever the case does a young Australia woman deserve to have to spend 20 years in a filthy vermon infestited jail cell over populated by about 17 people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Doesnt she deserve clean water to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Doesnt she deserve to be where her parents and loved ones can visit her to ease the burden a little on her hefty sentence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Even if she was silly to commit such a stupid crime- to walk into a terminal with grim reminders of the cost drug traffickers pay plasted on all walls for all to acknowledge,though  I sincerly doubt it- but doesn't her mother and father deserve their child close by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;What if in 20 years it was your daughter in Schapelles shoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It may not be easy for the Corby's to pack up and move their whole lives to Schapelle's side and then why would they want to live in a country that has done them so wrong why not fight to bring her home where she belongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Schapelle.'/><author><name>tauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01750119768289521271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12761158.post-111685381048615921</id><published>2005-05-23T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T06:10:10.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Verses,odes and thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;  &lt;em&gt;Within us should always be that peace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                                                 which is forever listening and open-minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                                     -&lt;/em&gt;Romano Guardine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;                                = &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In Perspective of Me&lt;/span&gt;.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;My mind holds thoughts in little coloures boxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;placed neatly upon the shelf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;beside them sit bottled memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;standing in all their pride in glass bottles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My eyes are are the windows to my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;                     Drapes open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;allowing the flowers on the sill to thrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;              in the dancing sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and for me to observe each of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;passing days of laughter and growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and each of the star filled nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;filled with passion and dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My voice sings th calming lullabys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;that carry my children to rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and speaks the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;of my knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and the thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My heart is overflowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;with the unlimitless love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have and feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;towards those who fill my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;laughter, peace and meaningful existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My hands are the authors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the artists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the healers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;that help to ease the remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;of a hard days work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;or to comfort a child in despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And my barefeet carry me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;in my journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; my quest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;through today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and into tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;as they did yesturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12761158-111685381048615921?l=thoughts-from-me-to-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-from-me-to-you.blogspot.com/feeds/111685381048615921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12761158&amp;postID=111685381048615921' title='0 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find out how life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;It is also a place I hope you all leave your mark also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I am looking forward to keeping up-to-date with your world's via your blog pages as sometimes in this crazy world, where time is our enemy it is not always easy to step out f the square you live in and catch up on the outside world....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Until some genius invented the BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(three cheers for the blog dude!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So until then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LiVe WeLl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sMiLe OfTeN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span 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