<?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-5863133</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:53:00.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>life...</title><subtitle type='html'>yeah... life... read on...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makaisenki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863133/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makaisenki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The_A_man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818440656406390540</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' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863133.post-106695804081312741</id><published>2003-10-23T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T21:14:00.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh! d ako makakasama sa partyy bukas!!!!!!!! relatives visiting ang all... grr!!! and i had everything planned... grr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863133-106695804081312741?l=makaisenki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863133/posts/default/106695804081312741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863133/posts/default/106695804081312741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makaisenki.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106695804081312741' title=''/><author><name>The_A_man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818440656406390540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863133.post-106687684502349447</id><published>2003-10-22T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T22:40:44.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"i think, therefore i am" - Descartes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understanding... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you know you exist? ask yourself that! our senses can decieve us, we see things that are not there (mirage), we taste what we haven't eaten yet, and we hear things sometimes... there are more, but i think you get wut im saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our senses, you really cnt trust them. how do you know your bestfriend exists? you see him/her with your eyes, you feel with your hands, hell, you can even taste him/her. if you cant trust your senses, do they really exist? hmm... if you're not sure they exist, how do you know they exist? and for that matter, how do you know YOU exist? if you think about it... you know you are there because you can feel yourself and see yourself... uh-oh you dont exist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strip it down... think about it. what is left when you eliminate all that which is doubtable? sit down and think for a while. close your eyes. imagine all that can be doubted (your senses) away. what is left? yes... your mind is what's left... your mind knows you exist, therefore you are here. it means that you are not nothing. it means you exist. how do you know if other people exist when you dont even know if you can trust your senses, even more so... theirs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mind... it does the doubting, it does the thinking... it exists, everything else is possibly an illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ansel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863133-106687684502349447?l=makaisenki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863133/posts/default/106687684502349447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863133/posts/default/106687684502349447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makaisenki.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106687684502349447' title=''/><author><name>The_A_man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818440656406390540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863133.post-106687493724925039</id><published>2003-10-22T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T22:08:57.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>elvis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be lights burning brighter somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue&lt;br /&gt;If I can dream of a better land&lt;br /&gt;Where all my brothers walk hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, oh why, oh why can't my dream come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be peace and understanding sometime&lt;br /&gt;Strong winds of promise that will blow away&lt;br /&gt;The doubt and fear&lt;br /&gt;If I can dream of a warmer sun&lt;br /&gt;Where hope keeps shining on everyone&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, oh why, oh why won't that sun appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in a cloud&lt;br /&gt;With too much rain&lt;br /&gt;We're trapped in a world&lt;br /&gt;That's troubled with pain&lt;br /&gt;But as long as a man&lt;br /&gt;Has the strength to dream&lt;br /&gt;He can redeem his soul and fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart there's a trembling question&lt;br /&gt;Still I am sure that the answer, answer's gonna come somehow&lt;br /&gt;Out there in the dark, there's a beckoning candle&lt;br /&gt;And while I can think, while I can talk&lt;br /&gt;While I can stand, while I can walk&lt;br /&gt;While I can dream, please let my dream&lt;br /&gt;Come true, right now&lt;br /&gt;Let it come true right now&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live on man... =.(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863133-106687493724925039?l=makaisenki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863133/posts/default/106687493724925039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863133/posts/default/106687493724925039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makaisenki.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106687493724925039' title=''/><author><name>The_A_man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818440656406390540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863133.post-106480364866010899</id><published>2003-09-28T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T22:55:31.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;things to ponder on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A computer's attention span is as long as it's power cord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best file compression around: DEL = 100% compression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Definition of an Upgrade: Take old bugs out, put new ones in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budget: A method for going broke methodically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My software never has bugs. It just develops random features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people who like peace and quiet: a phoneless cord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conclusion is simply the place where you got tired of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin: A device for finding furniture in the dark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863133-106480364866010899?l=makaisenki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863133/posts/default/106480364866010899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863133/posts/default/106480364866010899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makaisenki.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106480364866010899' title=''/><author><name>The_A_man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818440656406390540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5863133.post-106458197092328059</id><published>2003-09-26T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T09:12:50.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is a bitch, learn to ride it. learn to ride it good. imagine you're a bull rider and you're riding a bull. if you stay on the thing, it will give you a hard time hanging on, yet when you get knocked off, you will get gored, trampled, and possibly killed... but if you hang on and tame the bull... eventually, you will have it at your mercy. that plus you'll eat steak for a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another example would be asking for a phone number and a date from a girl. you know she's beautiful like life, you want to know her, ask her on a date (who doesn't want to know the secret of life?) so, there you are balancing your fear of rejection vs the possible gratification of getting to know her. the thing is... out of 10 girls (we get a LOT of chances in life, provided you don't die) possibly 7 will give you their number. 2 of the 7 will never want you to call them, but give you their number anyway just to be polite. 2 of the remaining 5 will only date you just to get a free meal ticket. the other 3 will be genuinely interested (i mean that some choices in life are more worth it than others, even is it seems that one choice has more to offer than the next. its all about quality over quantity.) of these interested ones, 2 at most are really honest and into you. life is a numbers game... the more options you have, the more complicated it seems. you have to filter everything out. but once you get to the part where it is really worth something, you will be sailing smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember: if you smooth out the bumps early on, the rest will follow and the path will be sraight ang true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the doc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5863133-106458197092328059?l=makaisenki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863133/posts/default/106458197092328059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5863133/posts/default/106458197092328059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makaisenki.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106458197092328059' title=''/><author><name>The_A_man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00818440656406390540</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></entry></feed>
