<?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-13208288</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:54:41.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clips</title><subtitle type='html'>bits &amp; pieces that i thought were noteworthy - none of this is original - just quotes, poems and such that have been written by others.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-4639956023157825211</id><published>2011-05-25T15:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T15:57:33.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My last email was spam.</title><content type='html'>Apparently my account got hacked.&lt;p&gt;Please forgive the inconvenience.&lt;p&gt;Tali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-4639956023157825211?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/4639956023157825211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=4639956023157825211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/4639956023157825211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/4639956023157825211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-last-email-was-spam.html' title='My last email was spam.'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-8936792345350294639</id><published>2011-05-25T14:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:34:02.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey --blog</title><content type='html'>Hey --blog this could have came in handy last year &lt;a href="http://email.about.com/gi/dynamic/offsite.htm?zi=1/XJ&amp;amp;sdn=email&amp;amp;zu=http://cnbc7.com"&gt;http://email.about.com/gi/dynamic/offsite.htm?zi=1/XJ&amp;amp;sdn=email&amp;amp;zu=http://cnbc7.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-8936792345350294639?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/8936792345350294639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=8936792345350294639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/8936792345350294639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/8936792345350294639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2011/05/hey-blog.html' title='Hey --blog'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-8586748560522386237</id><published>2008-01-10T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T17:58:22.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on empty promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Henry Ford&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't build a reputation on what you are going to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-8586748560522386237?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/8586748560522386237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=8586748560522386237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/8586748560522386237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/8586748560522386237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-empty-promises.html' title='on empty promises'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-6637455429511494097</id><published>2007-04-04T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T01:46:21.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on National Christianity</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;"Illustrious Brendar"&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;(blog)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The practice of swearing on the Bible before taking the stand in court is only slightly more common than the practice of perjuring oneself there after. It cheapens the Bible to have someone who doesn’t value it devalue it by swearing on it and then lie. It cheapens the symbolic shininess of the 10 Commandments to have them aloft watching over the very systematic lawlessness of behavior of our Judiciary. It would be better, truer if you will, to leave the 10 Commandment out of it. It is people that are supposed to abide by divine law.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-6637455429511494097?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/6637455429511494097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=6637455429511494097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/6637455429511494097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/6637455429511494097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-national-christianity.html' title='on National Christianity'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-573434256160181412</id><published>2007-04-01T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:33:04.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Frank Herbert&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dune Series&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, but a reality to experience."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-573434256160181412?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/573434256160181412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=573434256160181412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/573434256160181412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/573434256160181412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2007/04/bfrank-herbertb-idune-seriesi-mystery.html' title='on Mystery'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-113299314978823007</id><published>2005-11-26T03:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:44:41.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on the Source of Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Robert Bellah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Broken Covenant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That happiness is to be attained through limitless acquisition is denied by every religion and philosophy known to humankind, but is preached incessantly by every American television set.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-113299314978823007?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/113299314978823007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=113299314978823007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/113299314978823007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/113299314978823007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2005/11/on-source-of-happiness.html' title='on the Source of Happiness'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-112623651954486851</id><published>2005-09-08T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T22:28:39.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;by Carter&lt;br /&gt;(paraphrased)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dunno - I think that if you'd gone to New Orleans [before Katrina] you'd have found plenty of people who were thankful for those things.  But now they don't have food, or clothing, or loved ones or homes.  What are they thankful for now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I'm gonna be thankful, I think I want it to be for something that &lt;U&gt;can't&lt;/U&gt; be taken away."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-112623651954486851?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/112623651954486851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=112623651954486851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/112623651954486851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/112623651954486851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2005/09/on-gratitude.html' title='on Gratitude'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-112105386419585604</id><published>2005-07-10T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T23:10:08.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on Peace in Installments</title><content type='html'>&lt;STRONG&gt;If I Could Just Sit With You&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;by Mercy Me&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I cannot feel,&lt;br /&gt;when my wounds don't heal &lt;br /&gt;Lord I humbly kneel,&lt;br /&gt;hidden in You &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You are my life,&lt;br /&gt;so I don't mind to die &lt;br /&gt;just as long as I &lt;br /&gt;am hidden in You &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I could just sit with You a while,&lt;br /&gt;if You could just hold me &lt;br /&gt;nothing can touch me though I'm wounded, though I die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I could just sit with You a while,&lt;br /&gt;I need You to hold me &lt;br /&gt;moment by moment 'till forever passes by&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-112105386419585604?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/112105386419585604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=112105386419585604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/112105386419585604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/112105386419585604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-peace-in-installments.html' title='on Peace in Installments'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-111976902515177174</id><published>2005-06-26T01:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T01:57:05.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on Isolation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Professor Philip Zimbardo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psychology, Stanford University&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know of no more potent killer than isolation.  There is no more destructive influence on physical and mental health than the isolation of you from me and us from them.  It has been shown to be a central agent in the etiology of depression, paranoia, schizophrenia, rape, suicide, mass murder, and a wide variety of disease states."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-111976902515177174?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/111976902515177174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=111976902515177174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111976902515177174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111976902515177174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2005/06/on-isolation.html' title='on Isolation'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-111973239708663433</id><published>2005-06-25T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T18:53:52.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on the Love of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Jealous Kind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Jars of Clay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I built another temple to a stranger &lt;br /&gt;I gave away my heart to the rushing wind &lt;br /&gt;I set my course to run right into danger &lt;br /&gt;Sought the company of fools instead of friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I've been unfaithful -  Lovers in lines &lt;br /&gt;While you're turning over tables, with the rage of a jealous kind &lt;br /&gt;I chose the gallows to the aisle, thought that love would never find &lt;br /&gt;Hanging ropes will never keep you and your love of a jealous kind &lt;br /&gt;Love of a jealous kind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to jump away from rock that keeps on spreading &lt;br /&gt;For solace in the shift of the sinking sand &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather feel the pain all too familiar &lt;br /&gt;Than to be broken by a lover I don't understand &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't understand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hundred other lovers, more, one hundred other altars &lt;br /&gt;If I should slow my pace and finally subject me to grace &lt;br /&gt;And love that shames the wise, betrays the heart's deceit and lies &lt;br /&gt;And breaks the back of foolish pride&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-111973239708663433?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/111973239708663433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=111973239708663433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111973239708663433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111973239708663433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2005/06/on-love-of-god.html' title='on the Love of God'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-111971672506894768</id><published>2005-06-25T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:34:11.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on Awakening</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fight Club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Chuck Palahniuk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-111971672506894768?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/111971672506894768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=111971672506894768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111971672506894768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111971672506894768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2005/06/on-purpose-place.html' title='on Awakening'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-111898047032454314</id><published>2005-06-16T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T22:54:30.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on "Something More"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Victor Frankl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;concentration camp survivor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man...finds identity in the extent to which he commits himself to something beyond himself, to a cause greater than himself."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-111898047032454314?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/111898047032454314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=111898047032454314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111898047032454314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111898047032454314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2005/06/on-something-more.html' title='on &quot;Something More&quot;'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-111717069882258703</id><published>2005-05-27T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T00:11:38.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on Relevance</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Cross of Christ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by George McLeod&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply argue that the cross be raised again&lt;br /&gt;     at the center of the market place &lt;br /&gt;     as well as on the steeple of the church, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am recovering the claim that &lt;br /&gt;     Jesus was not crucified in a cathedral&lt;br /&gt;     between two candles: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a cross between two thieves;&lt;br /&gt;     on a town garbage heap;&lt;br /&gt;     At a crossroad of politics so cosmopolitan&lt;br /&gt;     that they had to write His title&lt;br /&gt;     in Hebrew and in Latin and in Greek... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the kind of place where cynics talk smut,&lt;br /&gt;     and thieves curse and soldiers gamble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that is where He died,&lt;br /&gt;     and that is what He died about.&lt;br /&gt;     And that is where Christ's men ought to be,&lt;br /&gt;     and what church people ought to be about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-111717069882258703?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/111717069882258703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=111717069882258703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111717069882258703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111717069882258703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-relevance.html' title='on Relevance'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-111716959920772222</id><published>2005-05-26T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T17:02:04.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on the Urgent vs. the Important</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Strengthening Your Grip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Charles R. Swindoll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . Don't let the urgent take the place of the important in your life.  Oh, the urgent will really fight, claw and scream for attention.  It will plead for our time and even make us think we've done the right thing by calming it's nerves.  But the tragedy of it all is this:  While you and I are putting out the fires of the urgentn (an everyday affair), the important was again left in a holding pattern.  And interestingly the important is neither noisy nor demanding.  Unlike the urgent, it patiently and quietly waits for us to realize its significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting the urgent for a few minutes, ask yourself what is really important to you. What do you consider "top priority" in your life? That is a big question, and maybe one you need some time to think about . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-111716959920772222?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/111716959920772222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=111716959920772222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111716959920772222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111716959920772222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-urgent-vs-important.html' title='on the Urgent vs. the Important'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DOSpUaAjDN8/R4ZNannBslI/AAAAAAAAADI/dAgUOF6jsQY/S220/12-29-2007_126b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13208288.post-111716629093170838</id><published>2005-05-26T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T17:10:50.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on Losers</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Beautiful Letdown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Switchfoot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a beautiful let down&lt;br /&gt;when i crashed and burned&lt;br /&gt;when i found myself alone unknown and hurt&lt;br /&gt;it was a beautiful let down&lt;br /&gt;the day i knew&lt;br /&gt;that all the riches this world had to offer me&lt;br /&gt;would never do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a world full of bitter pain and bitter doubt&lt;br /&gt;i was trying so hard to fit in, fit in,&lt;br /&gt;until i found out&lt;br /&gt;i don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;i don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;I will carry a cross and a song where I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;but i don't belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a beautiful let down &lt;br /&gt;when you found me here&lt;br /&gt;yeah for once in a blue moon i see everything clear&lt;br /&gt;i'll be a beautiful let down&lt;br /&gt;that's what i'll forever be&lt;br /&gt;and though it may cost my soul&lt;br /&gt;i'll sing for free&lt;br /&gt;we're still chasin our tails and the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;in our dark water planet&lt;br /&gt;still spins in a race&lt;br /&gt;where no one wins and no one's one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna set sight and set sail for the kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;Your kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;won't you let me down yeah&lt;br /&gt;let my foolish pride&lt;br /&gt;forever let me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easy living, not much like your name&lt;br /&gt;easy dying, you look just about the same&lt;br /&gt;won't you please take me off your list&lt;br /&gt;easy living please come on and let me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we are a beautiful let down, &lt;br /&gt;painfully uncool,&lt;br /&gt;the church of the dropouts&lt;br /&gt;and losers and sinners and failures and the fools&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what a beautiful let down&lt;br /&gt;are we salt in the wound&lt;br /&gt;let us sing one true tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;Let me down&lt;br /&gt;Let me down&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm let down&lt;br /&gt;Let me down.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;Won't you let me down?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13208288-111716629093170838?l=clipsbytali.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/feeds/111716629093170838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13208288&amp;postID=111716629093170838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111716629093170838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13208288/posts/default/111716629093170838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clipsbytali.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-losers.html' title='on Losers'/><author><name>tali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271667904531776056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' 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