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	<title><![CDATA[The Existentialist's Cereal Bowl]]></title>
	<link>http://scatterbrain00.bravejournal.com</link>
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	<description><![CDATA[Hey There, welcome to a web journal that looks at life from both sides of the coin. This journal is about expressing those feelings about life &amp; dream. The good, the dark, the sweet &amp; sour of precious transcendence. All posts property of Kainoa S.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;   "I see a rock lodged inbetween the grooves of a trucks tire, and i think...hey that's me getting run over and over again, i wish someone would get a stick and gouge me out of this reality so i can exist in one i can believe in." &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; From my poem "The Crying Alleys." [A poem about belonging]                       ]]></description>
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		<title><![CDATA[Wrath]]></title>
		<link>http://scatterbrain00.bravejournal.com/entry/25544/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[  Hey all, there was something deep and dark that i wanted to post about from a nightmare i was given 2 weeks ago, but i can't remember what the hell it was. But last night, my...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2008 19:24:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Lost]]></title>
		<link>http://scatterbrain00.bravejournal.com/entry/25351/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[We typically know what we're doing, who we are and where we belong, but when you realize where you are isn't where you belong, you become lost in many ways, even lost within...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Jan 2008 08:48:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Old Man]]></title>
		<link>http://scatterbrain00.bravejournal.com/entry/25145/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Look at my life, i'm a lot like you were. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; This morning an epiphany fell upon me. It might be a fenced epiphany because of to whom it applies to....]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 01:34:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Sympathy For The Devil]]></title>
		<link>http://scatterbrain00.bravejournal.com/entry/25069/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[I really didn't want to post about this, but as i had freed myself by writing my poetry, and this being an extension of them, i will. For anyone who had read the "Will Heaven...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2007 06:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Shells]]></title>
		<link>http://scatterbrain00.bravejournal.com/entry/24838/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Once upon a time there was a heart that lived without any fear or knowledge of self-consciousness. Its constant loneliness had made it very sad, so the creator created another...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 11:54:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[....Letting The Days Go By]]></title>
		<link>http://scatterbrain00.bravejournal.com/entry/24539/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Darkness so unrelenting. The orange security lights, the green glass windows, trees that stand miles in unison stature, and not a telephone pole to tangle their lone beauty....]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 12:26:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Same As It Ever Was....]]></title>
		<link>http://scatterbrain00.bravejournal.com/entry/24430/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Falling Maple leaves pirouette and blow forward as infinite as a snowy day dead and curled Oak leaves scrape across the street imitating the bursting motion of a chipmunk....]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 23:39:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Last Words...]]></title>
		<link>http://scatterbrain00.bravejournal.com/entry/24317/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Good morning all. I'm feeling very bluesy this morning metaphysically and emotionally, like an old world immigrant getting into his first argument with an American, and thinking...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2007 10:40:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[The Eternal Autumn Song]]></title>
		<link>http://scatterbrain00.bravejournal.com/entry/24250/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[As you've read from previous posts written in the seasons of wither, i have a cathartic embrace with Autumn. Rounding out the years' end is a very emotional look back at the...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 02:22:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[New and Improved! 50% More Power!]]></title>
		<link>http://scatterbrain00.bravejournal.com/entry/24249/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Double shot tonight boys and girls. Two posts that i worked on today while @ lunch, heh i owe it to you loyal readers....drifters, hehe. So yeah i've really been nesting on this...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 01:37:52 +0000</pubDate>
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