<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/Dark_Moon3176"><title>Midsummer Night &amp; Day - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/</link><description /><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/636141" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/636050" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635888" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635773" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635729" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635445" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635404" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635307" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634825" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634702" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634333" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634019" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/630773" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/630474" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/630030" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/629552" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/629273" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/628226" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/627608" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/627455" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/636141"><title>Intermission</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/636141</link><description>Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} “You don’t believe it...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/636050"><title>4 of (several) for the Church Lady</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/636050</link><description>Mark 10 The Rich Young Man 29 "I tell you the truth," Jesus replied, "no one who has left home or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or fields for me and the gospel 30 will fail to receive a hundred times as much in this present age (homes, brothers, sisters, mothers, children and fields—and with them, persecutions) and in the age to come, eternal life. 31 But many who are first will be last, and the last first." The Six Foes: Lust, Anger, Attachment, Pride, Hatred and Greed....</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635888"><title>3 of (several) for The Church Lady</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635888</link><description>Non-attachment...views desire as faulty, thereby deliberately restraining desire... The Dalai Lama Luke 18 The Rich Ruler 22 …Jesus…said to him, "You still lack one thing. Sell everything you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me." 23 When he heard this, he became very sad, because he was a man of great wealth. 24 Jesus looked at him and said, "How hard it is for the rich to enter the kingdom of God! 25 Indeed, it is easier for a camel to go...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635773"><title>2 of (several) for The Church Lady</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635773</link><description>Whoever are not attached to the pleasures of mundane existence, Whoever strive in order to make leisure and fortune worthwhile, Whoever are inclined to the path pleasing the Conqueror Buddha, Those fortunate ones should listen with a clear mind. Je Tsong Khapa, The Three Principal Aspects of the Path. Luke 12 The Parable of the Rich Fool 20 "But God said to him, 'You fool! This very night your life will be demanded from you. Then who will get what you have prepared for yourself?' 21"This is...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635729"><title>1 of (several) for The Church Lady</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635729</link><description>Attachment is the origin, the root of suffering; hence it is the cause of suffering. ~~The Dalai Lama Luke 14 The Cost of Being a Disciple 25 Large crowds were traveling with Jesus, and turning to them he said: 26 "If anyone comes to me and does not hate his father and mother, his wife and children, his brothers and sisters—yes, even his own life—he cannot be my disciple. One must be always vigilant, without a moment's carelessness, against the eight sins that the mind perpetrates: craving,...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635445"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635445</link><description>chasing rainbows the yawning grave one creator two creator three creator four five creator six creator seven creator more ≤≥ Matthew 5:45 He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. Isaiah 45:7 I form the light and create darkness, I bring prosperity and create disaster; I, the LORD, do all these things.</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635404"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635404</link><description>december, 2007 having seduced him with a shamelessness born of deep hunger she turned her head ever so slightly to the right observed him lying limp breathing deeply rhythmically returning her gaze to the ceiling she purred …if i’m ever back this way… trailing off …i’ll be 60 something, he said finishing the thought for her (you know who you are)</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635307"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/635307</link><description>the church lady wheedled and wheedled and wheedled so i told her setting her pen down lifting her gaze from the legal pad she peered at me with horror and loathing “you did what? ” she managed</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634825"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634825</link><description>where is virtue in love unrequited? the church lady isn’t saying</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634702"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634702</link><description>100% woman neti neti</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634333"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634333</link><description>twin flames unascended afflicted by black magic’s curse he held the key turned the lock released her from her agony waiting is the bitch how many millennia?</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634019"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/634019</link><description>trapped in misery doomed without love slave to habit and desire are you an idiot or a moron? (look it up) boneheaded dork "Magic is the Art of effecting changes in consciousness at will." W.E. Butler</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/630773"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/630773</link><description>“You WILL NOT refer to me as she-who-shall-remain-quiet…” her voiced drowned out by my laughter. “You MAY NOT compare me to..to..to...” I was in deep shit; VERY deep shit. “She-who-has-gone-silent,” I corrected. “WHATEVER!” As long as I was marching to the gallows, I might as well enjoy the stroll. “Every time I called you, you told me that you were ‘busy’.” “Well...” she replied. I won’t fill in the gaps. She was irate; as irate as she gets with me. And I couldn’t stop laughing. I probably...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/630474"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/630474</link><description>one eats its way in another eats its way out sunless somber sunday</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/630030"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/630030</link><description>if a spring’s waters are sweet and refreshing even after 5,000 years why think my love for you would grow stale?</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/629552"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/629552</link><description>yearning electromagnetic pulse thunder chasing lightning flash silence and distance and time you send me feathers soft floating down hues of lavender shades of pink and white alpha love omega love as far apart as heaven and hell quasimodo esmerelda king kong fay wray beauty &amp; the beast minus magic her husband is not her old man and the old man's better half? he has no wife the great divide the endless note</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/629273"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/629273</link><description>As I eased into a parking space directly in front of the 7-11, I could see that Zudow was manning the registers alone. It didn’t matter where his partner was. We would have a “moment”. Hovering slightly outside and above myself, my body exited the car, calculating the probabilities. Someone was at the counter, leaving as I entered. Another moved to the back of the store; probably to the coolers. I stood in front of Zudow. We were (essentially) alone. “How are you Zudow?” I inquired. He was...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/628226"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/628226</link><description>had i never known you, my heart would not have opened and had my heart not opened, its armor would have persevered... if my heart’s armor were intact, you could not have pierced it.... and had it not been pierced i would have never known true love …had I never known you…</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/627608"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/627608</link><description>Although Lola Granola lived in Paradise, Lola Granola was jaded. Lola was jaded for good reason; for reasons which I am not at liberty to detail. If I were to tell you the reasons why Lola was jaded I would violate the laws of privacy, not to mention good manners and common decency (two character traits which, along with good taste, there is a dearth of in my make-up.) Lola implied that she was recently jaded but, perhaps jadedness had only lain dormant waiting for fertilizer to nourish it....</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/627455"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Dark_Moon3176/627455</link><description>Lola Granola didn’t know but, Lola lived in Paradise. Lola, of course, knew that. But there was leanness. Probably. Maybe. Possibly. Definitely. That’s what Lola thought. Anyway, that’s what Lola said. And Opus agreed with her. (Except that Opus would say that it had to do with rain. But…same difference.) Opus agreed before Lola ever moved to Paradise or before Lola even knew that she was moving to Paradise. Opus had a habit of doing that. Saying things that he didn’t know anything about...</description></item></rdf:RDF>