<?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-6705984184547488951</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:53:03.250-08:00</updated><category term='insecurity'/><category term='wallflowers'/><category term='happiness smile love life'/><category term='alice in chains'/><category term='weezer'/><category term='michael jackson'/><category term='funny life quotes'/><category term='Jason Mraz If it Kills Me lyrics Secret Love Jason Jeanine So You Think You Can Dance 2009'/><category term='For the bible tells me so gay lesbian homosexual'/><category term='principles'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='envy jealousy'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='ego'/><category term='peer pressure teens issue'/><category term='marina and the diamonds'/><category term='life live love emotions feelings thoughts self-esteem'/><category term='elephant man joseph merrick abnormality human dignity'/><category term='the beatles'/><category term='amy winehouse'/><category term='human needs belongingness love life'/><category term='gnarls barkley'/><category term='praise appreciation recognition'/><title type='text'>Existence</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't take life too seriously. You'll never escape it alive anyway.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-8945537066820929191</id><published>2009-10-14T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:07:35.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the beatles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weezer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wallflowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amy winehouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marina and the diamonds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gnarls barkley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alice in chains'/><title type='text'>my Heart Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/StYUu0cvutI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wy23iA47DIg/s1600-h/Alice+in+Chains+-+Dirt+(1992).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/StYUu0cvutI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wy23iA47DIg/s320/Alice+in+Chains+-+Dirt+(1992).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392520398408497874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Would by Alice in Chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;It's likely that this is about going through life's path: "We face the path of time," and believing things that aren't true at some point of our lives: "We chase misprinted lies." It is also saying that at one point or another, you could wind up without any friends: "And yet I fight, and yet I fight this battle all alone. No one to cry to, no place to call home." You will have to do some things in life without any guidance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=32087689&amp;amp;path=2009/10/14&amp;amp;mycolor=EEE6AB&amp;amp;mycolor2=C5BC8E&amp;amp;mycolor3=696758&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/StYU6ONsVnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/S3V-FGl5FhU/s1600-h/Amy+Winehouse+-+Back+To+Black+Single.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/StYU6ONsVnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/S3V-FGl5FhU/s320/Amy+Winehouse+-+Back+To+Black+Single.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392520594303243890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Back to Black by Amy Winehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;It's about a troubled love affair, where the guy leaves her for his ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=32088158&amp;amp;path=2009/10/14&amp;amp;mycolor=EAECBB&amp;amp;mycolor2=C1C8A9&amp;amp;mycolor3=61726C&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i239.photobucket.com/albums/ff228/robertstewart619/weezer.jpg" alt="weezer.jpg weezer!!! image by robertstewart619" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;In the Garage by Weezer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;This is one of my favorites off the blue album, it's so laid back and is great live. It means a lot to me, because it's saying that when you're alone, you can just be yourself and not have to care about anyone else. Just being yourself can be the best feeling, and this song really made that clear to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTU2NzIwMDgyNTAmcHQ9MTI1NTY3MjAxNzE4NyZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWRhNDZjMGY4ZTM3MDQxYmFhOTIxNDYzNTlkNDE*ZWNh.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=32089849&amp;amp;path=2009/10/14&amp;amp;mycolor=BFBF99&amp;amp;mycolor2=93B357&amp;amp;mycolor3=4D5936&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img src="http://kickinthepeanuts.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/marina-diamond2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;I am not a Robot by Marina and the Diamonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;About being yourself and not conforming to society's expectations, obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;"Better to be hated than love, love, loved for what you're not"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;--true that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTU2NzI1ODQ*MjEmcHQ9MTI1NTY3MjY5OTkyMSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWRhNDZjMGY4ZTM3MDQxYmFhOTIxNDYzNTlkNDE*ZWNh.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=32090354&amp;amp;path=2009/10/14&amp;amp;mycolor=c9b88b&amp;amp;mycolor2=F2FFE3&amp;amp;mycolor3=FEFDE1&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img src="http://jjlouis.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/6a00d8341bf7f753ef00e54f1d0ef58834-800wi1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Crazy by Gnarls Barkley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;This song has a very classic sound, which makes it stand out from other disposable music from today, and makes it something unique. Plus its got the ability to stick in your head and go over and over, which only backs up how good the song is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTU2NzMwOTUwOTMmcHQ9MTI1NTY3MzE*OTk2OCZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWRhNDZjMGY4ZTM3MDQxYmFhOTIxNDYzNTlkNDE*ZWNh.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=32090853&amp;amp;path=2009/10/14&amp;amp;mycolor=99967c&amp;amp;mycolor2=E2D8A8&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFF3BD&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img src="http://g.purevolumecdn.com/cdnImages/crop_345x235/Artist-99011756-1577992.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Quick to Panic by Shiela and the Insects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;"you don't turn me on, just a little bit" is stuck in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTU2NzM5MTI1OTMmcHQ9MTI1NTY3Mzk1MDc5NiZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWRhNDZjMGY4ZTM3MDQxYmFhOTIxNDYzNTlkNDE*ZWNh.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=32091600&amp;amp;path=2009/10/14&amp;amp;mycolor=7CAA96&amp;amp;mycolor2=B6C474&amp;amp;mycolor3=D4D489&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rarebeatles.com/sheetmu/aust/smauheyjude.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Hey Jude by The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;The thing that sums up this song is the lyrics "and anytime you feel the pain hey jude refrain". This is the one song that suppresses my sad moments, it has the power to calm me down.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTU2NzU5MjI4MTImcHQ9MTI1NTY3NTkzMjIzNCZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWRhNDZjMGY4ZTM3MDQxYmFhOTIxNDYzNTlkNDE*ZWNh.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=32093369&amp;amp;path=2009/10/14&amp;amp;mycolor=bdc29b&amp;amp;mycolor2=918f81&amp;amp;mycolor3=edfad5&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.hollyscoop.com/Images/PGImages/16156650---michael_jackson_kids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Music and Me by Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Wonderful song, and his voice is so clear, so beautiful... And the lyrics... And the﻿ realization that this is a child who sings this song... it all makes it really the most beautiful and pure song I've ever heard in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTU2Nzc3NDQwMTUmcHQ9MTI1NTY3Nzc5ODQyMSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWRhNDZjMGY4ZTM3MDQxYmFhOTIxNDYzNTlkNDE*ZWNh.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=32094985&amp;amp;path=2009/10/14&amp;amp;mycolor=FFFFFF&amp;amp;mycolor2=CBE86B&amp;amp;mycolor3=F2E9E1&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://iloveportlandmaine.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/thewallflowers1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTU2ODEwMDI4NTkmcHQ9MTI1NTY4MTAyMDIzNCZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWRhNDZjMGY4ZTM3MDQxYmFhOTIxNDYzNTlkNDE*ZWNh.gif" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;One Headlight by The Wall Flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;This song is about being lost in a place you thought you used to know. Its about feeling trapped in your own life and not being able to find a way out. Its about hanging on desperately to the hope that you'll be able to make it through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=32097650&amp;amp;path=2009/10/14&amp;amp;mycolor=DED09E&amp;amp;mycolor2=E6D7A1&amp;amp;mycolor3=3C6B5D&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-8945537066820929191?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/8945537066820929191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-heart-songs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/8945537066820929191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/8945537066820929191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-heart-songs.html' title='my Heart Songs'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/StYUu0cvutI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wy23iA47DIg/s72-c/Alice+in+Chains+-+Dirt+(1992).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-6001711403510071520</id><published>2009-08-31T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:30:43.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephant man joseph merrick abnormality human dignity'/><title type='text'>Joseph Merrick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SpyD5Px6kXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0OY1SLa36mo/s1600-h/elephant_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SpyD5Px6kXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0OY1SLa36mo/s320/elephant_man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376317074685202802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"I am not an Elephant! I am not an animal! I am a human being! I am a man!" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joseph Merrick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; In most societies, when we see something that does not look "normal", we naturally fear it. Even if this something is hurting, sick or even dying, we run in fear because what we see is ugly. But we are drawn to these "freaks" in a way unlike no other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; This is very sad for many reasons, not the least of which is that these "freaks" usually end up in side-show attractions like Joseph Merrick did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Joseph Carrey Merrick (Elephant Man) was born in the 1800's in England. During the fourth month of pregnancy, his mother was struck down by an elephant, and hurt. Months later, she gave birth to Joseph. He was born OK but slowly developed massive tumors all over his body causing major deformities to his face, arm and body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; At a young age he was taken by a side-show operator and spent his life being gawked at by the horrified public. He was beaten by the side-show owner, and treated like a farm dog. And because of his large head, Joseph cannot sleep like normal people; he must sleep sitting up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; One day, at age 21, he was spotted by Dr. Frederick Treves of the London hospital. Taking him away from the side-show, Treves sets Joseph up in the London hospital, to some misgivings. But once Joseph prooves himself sane, smart, and kind, he is allowed to stay for a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  Joseph is well cared for in the hospital, and makes many friends; women, as well, even members of the Royal Family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; At the hospital, Joseph is treated humanly and is admired for his braveness and courage. Joseph lived at the hospital for about five years, as this had become his permanent home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; One day, after having tea with important people, getting presents from admirers, and making many friends, he was taken to a play at a theater: &lt;i&gt;Puss in boots&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Later that night, Joseph decided that he is going to sleep like a normal person, and in doing this, he passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  Joseph Merrick died in his sleep as his head fell back under the weight, dislocating his neck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  Joseph was 27 years old.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;This is true my form is something odd,&lt;/p&gt;                                         &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;But blaming me is blaming God; &lt;/p&gt;                                         &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;Could I create myself anew &lt;/p&gt;                                         &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;I would not fail in pleasing you.&lt;/p&gt;                                         &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could reach from pole to pole&lt;/p&gt;                                         &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;Or grasp the ocean with a span,&lt;/p&gt;                                         &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;I would be measured by the soul; &lt;/p&gt;                                                                                  &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;The mind's the standard of the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                         &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;                     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--a p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;oem by Joseph&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-6001711403510071520?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/6001711403510071520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/joseph-merrick.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/6001711403510071520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/6001711403510071520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/joseph-merrick.html' title='Joseph Merrick'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SpyD5Px6kXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0OY1SLa36mo/s72-c/elephant_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-2005394756132740301</id><published>2009-08-11T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:21:08.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For the bible tells me so gay lesbian homosexual'/><title type='text'>Homosexuality: Is it a choice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is a clip from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For the Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Tells &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a provocative documentary that reconciles homosexuality and Biblical scripture. 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Give me the number for 911."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Homer Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"I am definitely going to take a course on time management... just as soon as I can work it into my schedule." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Louis E. Boone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. That's relativity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"Those are my principles, and if you don't like them... well, I have others."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Groucho Marx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"When I was a kid, I had two friends, they were imaginary and they would only play with each other." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Rita Rudner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"I think we consider too much on the good luck of the early bird and not enough the bad luck of the early worm."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Theodore Roosevelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"You have to stay in shape. My grandmother, she started walking five miles a day when she was 60. She's 97 today and we don't know where the hell she is."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Ellen Degeneres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"Lead me not into temptation - I can find the way myself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Ack J C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"Evening news is where they begin with 'Good evening', and then proceed to tell you why it isn't."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"Books serve to show a man that those original thoughts of his aren't very new after all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 21px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="author"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: normal; color: rgb(66, 63, 63); font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="author"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"By all means, marry. If you get a good wife, you'll become happy; if you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="author"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; -Socrates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#423F3F;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"I just broke up with someone and the last thing she said to me was, 'You'll never find anyone like me again!' I'm thinking, 'I should hope not! If I don't want you, why would I want someone like you?' " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Larry Miller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"My neighbour asked if he could use my lawnmower and I told him of course he could, so long as he didn't take it out of my garden."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Eric Morecambe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#423F3F;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="author"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"Money is not the most important thing in the world. Love is. Fortunately, I love money."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#423F3F;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;-Jackie Mason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="author"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 21px;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-7915942340218136262?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/7915942340218136262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/amusing-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/7915942340218136262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/7915942340218136262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/amusing-quotes.html' title='Amusing Quotes'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Sn00jmGHtSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JE3ekDi_7dw/s72-c/sinatra' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-8235948172217202570</id><published>2009-08-06T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:19:07.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise appreciation recognition'/><title type='text'>Appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mark Twain, author of great american novels&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adventures of Huckleberry Finn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Adventures of Tom Sawyer&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;once said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"I can live for 2 months on a good compliment." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I always find myself motivated to do better when someone appreciates my work and the same goes with everyone. Whether we are willing to acknowledge it to others, or even admit it to ourselves, we all need a little praise in our lives. It is our human nature to appreciate being recognized for our accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never underestimate the power of sincere praise and recognition for it serves as a validation that we're on the right track. Sometimes all we need is for someone to say, &lt;em&gt;"Everything's okay. You're doing the right thing."&lt;/em&gt; then we become inspired to go on. It is important to catch people in the act of doing good, as knowing that &lt;em&gt;"someone cares"&lt;/em&gt; goes a long way towards making people feel a sense of purpose and serves as an incentive to do their best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnvxmxUtwxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-JxYqx4WLno/s1600-h/pat.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367149029319623442" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 252px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnvxmxUtwxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-JxYqx4WLno/s320/pat.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Give someone a pat on the back because they need it &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/6705984184547488951-8235948172217202570?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/8235948172217202570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/appreciation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/8235948172217202570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/8235948172217202570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/appreciation.html' title='Appreciation'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnvxmxUtwxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-JxYqx4WLno/s72-c/pat.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-4692296653920556627</id><published>2009-08-05T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:32:53.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Beauty is skin-deep, Ugliness is to the Bones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Sno8Wi6AsXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9eqR4QFdIrw/s1600-h/bet"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Sno8Wi6AsXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9eqR4QFdIrw/s320/bet" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366668263990276466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Real Beauty isn't what's on the outside, it sounds really cliche but its true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Most people would pick a gorgeous person over someone who lack good looks because we are all attracted to things that are beautiful to look at and want to associate ourselves with it. Then again after discovering that the person is not what you expect based from their looks, will not be able to sustain for long when you probe deeper and discover the person's beauty is just an empty shell. A person's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;kindness, their peaceful nature and confident attitude brings out TRUE BEAUTY that surpasses a person who only have the external beauty but deep inside they are not as beautiful , they could be very selfish , arrogant , proud and full of themselves and think they are the most desirable person on earth. This kind of superficial beauty will not last as people will age and grow old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Real beauty is on the inside, it's the content of your character, how you treat others, how you treat yourself, what you do when no one is looking and ever heard that confidence is sexy? CONFIDENCE will make you more beautiful no matter what you look like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-4692296653920556627?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/4692296653920556627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/beauty-is-skin-deep-ugliness-is-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/4692296653920556627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/4692296653920556627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/beauty-is-skin-deep-ugliness-is-to.html' title='Beauty is skin-deep, Ugliness is to the Bones'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Sno8Wi6AsXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9eqR4QFdIrw/s72-c/bet' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-745186776788957154</id><published>2009-08-05T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:20:56.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='envy jealousy'/><title type='text'>"You have it, I want it"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnogNdEMzDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/W6u029Vfycw/s1600-h/envy"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnogNdEMzDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/W6u029Vfycw/s320/envy" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366637321477999666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Envy is the art of counting the other fellow's blessings instead of your own."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most of us feel envious -- at least to some extent -- all the time without even being aware of it. Envy is clearly all around us. But what’s so bad about coveting what someone else has? On the surface, nothing. However, over time envy can eat away at you, monopolize your thoughts and make it very difficult for you to be happy with your own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Think about it. Why weight has become a great deal to many people? T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he true basis of this , is of course, envy. You have a friend who has a fit body, who seem to look good on any clothing and gets all the compliments. Then you start to want it for yourself. You become more conscious about your body, do exercise and deprive yourself from the pleasure of eating what you want. This isn't bad. In fact, envy can be good if it encourages you to do better. Letting it take over you is when envy hurts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; To live with bitterness toward others just because they possess what you think you want and overlooking the good things you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can be ambitious and driven to succeed without being resentful of others. Because no matter how much someone seems to have in life, they are all temporary. Money, possessions, talents, looks and youth are only on temporary loan and life is too short to look at what others have to the detriment of your own well being. These temporal things are not important in life. You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;can still live happily and at peace with out them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-745186776788957154?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/745186776788957154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-have-it-i-want-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/745186776788957154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/745186776788957154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-have-it-i-want-it.html' title='&quot;You have it, I want it&quot;'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnogNdEMzDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/W6u029Vfycw/s72-c/envy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-15635764719796071</id><published>2009-08-04T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:21:39.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='principles'/><title type='text'>What will you stand up for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnkKsueI1SI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ig-u6WY71z0/s320/RaisedFist1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366332194493617442" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Gravity, throw a ball up and it comes down. It's a natural law or principle. Just as there are principles that rule the physical world, there are principles that rule the human world. These principles aren't American, Filipino or Chinese. They aren't mine or yours. They apply equally to everyone, rich or poor, old or young. They can't be bought or sold. If you live by them, you will excel. If you break them, you will fail. It's that simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Honesty is a principle. Service is a principle. Love is a principle. Hard work is a principle. Respect, gratitude, moderation, fairness, integrity, loyalty, and responsibility are principles. There are dozens and dozens more. They are not hard to identify. Just as a compass always points to true north, your heart will recognize true principles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;It takes faith to live by principles, especially when you see people close to you get ahead in life by lying, cheating, indulging, manipulating, and serving only themselves. What you don't see, however, is that breaking principles always catches up to them in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Putting principles first is simply the most stable, immovable, unshakable foundation you can build upon. It is the key to becoming a person of character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-15635764719796071?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/15635764719796071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-you-stand-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/15635764719796071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/15635764719796071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-you-stand-for.html' title='What will you stand up for?'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnkKsueI1SI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ig-u6WY71z0/s72-c/RaisedFist1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-3316203286578991232</id><published>2009-08-04T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:42:26.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ego'/><title type='text'>The EGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Ego is the deeply ingrained, compulsive need to remain separate and superior at all times, in all places, under all circumstances. It is the part of you that has no interest whatsoever in freedom, feels victimized by life, avoids anything that contradicts its self-image, is thoroughly invested in its personal fears and desires, and lives only for itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjkS_Ggg-I/AAAAAAAAADA/lwVO4IEkDcE/s1600-h/success.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 316px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjkS_Ggg-I/AAAAAAAAADA/lwVO4IEkDcE/s320/success.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366289970839454690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Ego becomes bigger if you are successful in life. Money, education and fame create more and more ego and arrogance. The best attitude towards success is to be grateful and not be egocentric about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Snjk3a0WXNI/AAAAAAAAADI/PxK0fQdrGhw/s1600-h/july2004_anger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 241px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Snjk3a0WXNI/AAAAAAAAADI/PxK0fQdrGhw/s320/july2004_anger.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366290596754775250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;As ego grows, undesirable qualities arise: argumentative, inconsiderate, and stubborn. Learn to recognize when you are in the grip of ego. You should realize that you are limited in your perception and ego does not allow you to see what others are thinking. You need to be always looking for how ego can destroy you then you will be more balanced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Snjmk_qD8TI/AAAAAAAAADY/c3cLB9Mz4rg/s1600-h/tw_argument-by-kd5ytx-303570_8610.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Snjmk_qD8TI/AAAAAAAAADY/c3cLB9Mz4rg/s320/tw_argument-by-kd5ytx-303570_8610.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366292479249477938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Ego kills friendship and love. Ego is being very self conscious; you are always thinking about yourself, you are not letting yourself go. When you don't let go of your ego then it becomes difficult for you to dance, to sing, in fact you will lose your life. Life is losing your ego and participating in the dance of interaction with others of participating in love. You can not love when the ego is up and this even applies to friends. An egocentric person will not have too many friends. So if you don't have friends this means there is an ego problem that you need to address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Snjpr7vzp9I/AAAAAAAAADg/YrAAhg668EU/s1600-h/deny"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Snjpr7vzp9I/AAAAAAAAADg/YrAAhg668EU/s320/deny" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366295896993802194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Ego is denial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Denial is not admitting that you are wrong. Deep down in your heart you know that you goofed and you are not willing to accept within your own self and this is denial. You are in denial because it hurts the ego. If you are in denial then you will never learn because it is more important for you to protect the ego. Denial is a very self-destructive behavior, you are not going to go anywhere with denial. So you must face reality and you must suppress your ego. Then you will be learning more, then you will be authentic, then people will want to be around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjrBQwU2aI/AAAAAAAAADo/Jc4IpQD_lV4/s1600-h/1057255_alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjrBQwU2aI/AAAAAAAAADo/Jc4IpQD_lV4/s320/1057255_alone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366297362922002850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Usually we identify ego with high self esteem; people who have money, notoriety or well educated. This ego is well understood. But ego can also produce low self esteem. We all know people who don't want to be in the public eye, they don't invite friends in their home, they don't hang out with people, and they don't want to socialize. They are hiding and why are they hiding? It is an issue of low self esteem, they don't want to be seen, and they just want to become invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjsFe-947I/AAAAAAAAADw/RkXY0hFVtU0/s1600-h/LuckyOliver-1231673-blog-freedom-and-happiness_1___2_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjsFe-947I/AAAAAAAAADw/RkXY0hFVtU0/s320/LuckyOliver-1231673-blog-freedom-and-happiness_1___2_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366298534972613554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;If you want to reach a state of bliss, then go beyond your EGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;- Dattatreya Siva Baba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-3316203286578991232?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/3316203286578991232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/ego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/3316203286578991232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/3316203286578991232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/ego.html' title='The EGO'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjkS_Ggg-I/AAAAAAAAADA/lwVO4IEkDcE/s72-c/success.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-6964801564283056440</id><published>2009-08-04T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:56:21.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Authentic Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love isn't blind or deaf or dumb - in fact it sees far more than it will ever tell. It is going beyond yourself and stretching who you are for someone else. Being in love entails loving someone through their flaws and all: to love them is to see who they really are and still care for them. Love isn't bitter, but you can't have love without pain: sacrifice is the hallmark of love , the coin of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being in love usually is used in a romantic sense when you meet your significant other transforming a normal relationship into a deeper one without further interest in others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love means that you trust the person, would do anything for the person, know that person is with you through thick and thin, isn't afraid to be seen with you and who always treats you right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjVvkfFPiI/AAAAAAAAACo/dCe3xmbLS54/s1600-h/old_couple_3413123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjVvkfFPiI/AAAAAAAAACo/dCe3xmbLS54/s320/old_couple_3413123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366273969236557346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;You know you truly love someone when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;everyday you meet is like the first time you fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjSVbBfiOI/AAAAAAAAACg/EuC6n5k-OgY/s1600-h/true"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjSVbBfiOI/AAAAAAAAACg/EuC6n5k-OgY/s320/true" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366270221485050082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Love is finding the beauty in one's self, and finding another to embrace it. No matter how strange one's beauty may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-6964801564283056440?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/6964801564283056440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/authentic-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/6964801564283056440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/6964801564283056440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/authentic-love.html' title='Authentic Love'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjVvkfFPiI/AAAAAAAAACo/dCe3xmbLS54/s72-c/old_couple_3413123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-4181782360567606404</id><published>2009-08-04T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:38:22.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>The Search For Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjJSNAGStI/AAAAAAAAACY/KrujiHcvA_g/s1600-h/happiness_of_katakuris.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjJSNAGStI/AAAAAAAAACY/KrujiHcvA_g/s320/happiness_of_katakuris.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366260270576847570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;The world is in a mad quest for security and happiness. Everyone is searching for a creed to believe and a song to sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;A Texas millionare confided: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;" I thought money could buy happiness -- I have been miserably disillusioned." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;A famous film star broke down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;"I have money, beauty, glamour, and popularity. I should be the happiest woman in the world, but I'm miserable. Why?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;One of Britain's top social leaders once said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;" I have lost all desire to live, yet I have everything to live for. What is the matter?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;A man went to see a psychiatrist. He said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;"Doctor, I am lonely, despondent and miserable. Can you help me?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;The psychiatrist suggested that he go to the circus and see a famous clown who was said to make even the most despondent laugh with merriment. His patient said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;" I am that clown." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;A college senior said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;" I am twenty one. I have lived through enough experiences to be old, and I am already fed up with life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Our materialistic world rushes on with its eternal quest for the fountain of happiness! The more knowledge we acquire, the less wisdom we seem to have. The more economic security we gain, the more boredom we generate. The more leisure pleasure we enjoy, the less satisfied and contented we are with life. We are like restless sea, finding a little peace here and a little pleasure there, but nothing is permanent and satifying. So the search continues! Men will kill, cheat, steal, and wage war to satisfy their quest for power, pleasure, and wealth, thinking thereby to gain for themselves and their particular group, peace, security, contentment, and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Yet inside us a little voice keeps saying: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;" We are not meant to be this way-- we were meant for better things." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;We have a mysterious feeling that there is a fountain somewhere that contains the happiness which makes life worth while. We keep saying to ourselves that somewhere, sometime we will stumble on to the secret. Sometimes we feel that we have obtained it-- only to find it illusive, leaving us disillusioned, bewildered, and unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;The happiness which brings enduring worth to life is not the superficial happiness that is dependent on circumstances. It is the happiness and contentment that fills the soul even in the midst of the most distressing of circumstances and the most bitter environment. It is the kind of happiness that grins when things go wrong and smiles through tears. The happiness for which our souls ache is one undisturbed by success or failure, one which will root deeply inside us and give inward relaxation, peace, and contentment, no matter what surface problems may be. That kind of happiness stands in need of no outward stimulus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-The Secret to Happiness by Billy Graham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-4181782360567606404?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/4181782360567606404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/search-for-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/4181782360567606404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/4181782360567606404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/search-for-happiness.html' title='The Search For Happiness'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnjJSNAGStI/AAAAAAAAACY/KrujiHcvA_g/s72-c/happiness_of_katakuris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-1026241102325961467</id><published>2009-08-04T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:09:29.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peer pressure teens issue'/><title type='text'>Rising Above Peer Pressure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Some of the hardest moments come when facing peer pressure. Saying no when all your "friends" are saying yes takes raw courage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Whether it is pressure to conform to a group norm or pressure to act a certain way, peer pressure is something everybody has to deal with at some time in their life. One must say no when giving in means betrayal of personal beliefs and values.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SngTGPFa-yI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LGfFB_yqxjc/s1600-h/peer-pressure-061.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SngTGPFa-yI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LGfFB_yqxjc/s320/peer-pressure-061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366059953861360418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Why is peer pressure so hard to resist? It's because a person is dying to belong. He strives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; to win the acceptance and support of his friends. He struggles to become part of a group that will help provide security and a sense of identity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Sometimes peer pressure can be so strong that the only way to resist is to remove yourself entirely from the environment you're in. This is especially the case if you're involved with a gang, a fraternity or sorority, or a tight group of friends who persuades you to do things you believe are wrong. To overcome peer pressure, you've got to care more about what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;think of you than what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;your peers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;think of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;How successfully you handle peer pressure depends a great deal on how you feel about yourself and your place in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Not all peer pressure is bad. In fact, much of it can be very good. If you can find a friend who puts positive pressure on you to be you're best, then hang on to them because a true friend doesn't come around often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-1026241102325961467?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/1026241102325961467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/rising-above-peer-pressure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/1026241102325961467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/1026241102325961467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/rising-above-peer-pressure.html' title='Rising Above Peer Pressure'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SngTGPFa-yI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LGfFB_yqxjc/s72-c/peer-pressure-061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-1748195375587430186</id><published>2009-08-04T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:44:21.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where will complaining get you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Human life is full of trouble, which doesn't come from the dust nor does it sprout from the ground. Man is born to trouble. Compare your list of troubles with one famous man's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He had a difficult childhood&lt;br /&gt;2. Less than one year of formal schooling&lt;br /&gt;3. Failed in business at age 31&lt;br /&gt;4. Defeated for legislature at 32&lt;br /&gt;5. Failed again in business at age 33&lt;br /&gt;6. Elected to the legislature at 34&lt;br /&gt;7. His fiancé died when he was 35&lt;br /&gt;8. Defeated for speaker at 38&lt;br /&gt;9. Defeated for electorate at 40&lt;br /&gt;10. At 42 married a woman who became a burden, not a help&lt;br /&gt;11. Only one of four sons lived past age 18&lt;br /&gt;12. Defeated for congress at 43&lt;br /&gt;13. Elected to congress at 46&lt;br /&gt;14. Defeated for congress at 48&lt;br /&gt;15. Defeated for senate at 55&lt;br /&gt;16. Defeated for vice president at 56&lt;br /&gt;17. Defeated for senate at 58&lt;br /&gt;18. Finally elected president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was Abraham Lincoln, of course. When I look at his setbacks, I wonder if I've ever had a problem. I learned that it isn't troubles that make great people, but their response to troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnfoBvIi5VI/AAAAAAAAACA/jpwnmIaStss/s1600-h/Abraham+Lincoln+1863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnfoBvIi5VI/AAAAAAAAACA/jpwnmIaStss/s320/Abraham+Lincoln+1863.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366012597565056338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln, 16th Pres. of the United States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any other."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Elisabeth Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-1748195375587430186?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/1748195375587430186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-will-complaining-get-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/1748195375587430186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/1748195375587430186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-will-complaining-get-you.html' title='Where will complaining get you?'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnfoBvIi5VI/AAAAAAAAACA/jpwnmIaStss/s72-c/Abraham+Lincoln+1863.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-327352978903537986</id><published>2009-08-03T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:22:20.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness smile love life'/><title type='text'>SMILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;A SMILE costs nothing, but gives much. It enriches those who receive, without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None is so rich or mighty that he can get along without it, and none is so poor but that he can be made rich by it. A smile creates happiness in the home, fosters goodwill in business, and is the countersign of friendship. It brings rest to the weary, cheer to the discouraged, sunshine to the sad, and is nature's best antidote for trouble. Yet it cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away. Some people are too tired to give you a smile. Give them one of yours, as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 18px; "&gt;-Rabbi Samson Raphael Hirsch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                                                                                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnfOGAkNgUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6Mg_6BwgwYQ/s1600-h/miles"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnfOGAkNgUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6Mg_6BwgwYQ/s320/miles" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365984083661652290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The most beautiful face in the world won't be pleasing with down turned lips and a sour expression. In contrast, a plain face can be transformed by the power of a smile. If you want to look better, try adding a genuine smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnfMF2m589I/AAAAAAAAABw/4CangWCLP3Y/s1600-h/smiles-in-poverty01.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnfMF2m589I/AAAAAAAAABw/4CangWCLP3Y/s320/smiles-in-poverty01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365981881965343698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;It seems that nothing has more power to elevate a mood than the impact of a genuine smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-327352978903537986?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/327352978903537986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/327352978903537986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/327352978903537986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile.html' title='SMILE'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SnfOGAkNgUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6Mg_6BwgwYQ/s72-c/miles' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-6355786238740581975</id><published>2009-08-03T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:52:37.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who do you think you are?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SneUJmVthHI/AAAAAAAAABo/buRULTfKUE8/s1600-h/Obam-devil-arrogance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SneUJmVthHI/AAAAAAAAABo/buRULTfKUE8/s320/Obam-devil-arrogance.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365920373666579570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being confident is healthy, outrageous amount of it is ARROGANCE. The arrogant sees himself first. He assumes his views and opinions are The Truth. In arrogance, natural confidence goes sadly awry. Rather than the self-assurance born of knowing his own strengths and limitations, arrogance admits no limits. The arrogant brooks no weakness in himself and may even secretly rejoice to find flaws in others. They learn and become vain to think they have control over everything. But like any other self-centered traits, arrogance is a mask worn by people scared of spilling their imperfections out. This is not being strong but to appear to be. It is their way of comforting themselves telling they are "always right".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We all know it. The downside of arrogance is negativity. It fosters a negative-minded culture, not to mention the animosity it breeds. So, what is a negative-minded culture? Oh, not much, just one built atop hate and disrespect! Nothing good can come from one. It also invariably leads to poor decision making. An arrogant man is rarely capable of making good decisions of a competitive nature. He does, however, create an air of superiority, sometimes one of invincibility. He becomes almost unapproachable. Such arrogance is intimidating to many people because of its power to stifle the air, purposeful of course to "acquire and maintain". In a sense, it is a tactic of a bully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kill arrogance with a right mix of CONFIDENCE and HUMILITY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-6355786238740581975?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/6355786238740581975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-do-you-think-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/6355786238740581975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/6355786238740581975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-do-you-think-you-are.html' title='Who do you think you are?'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SneUJmVthHI/AAAAAAAAABo/buRULTfKUE8/s72-c/Obam-devil-arrogance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-8304989805795775606</id><published>2009-08-03T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:23:05.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insecurity'/><title type='text'>Insecurity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SneAPCevKEI/AAAAAAAAABg/XwxoY6P8HLo/s1600-h/Insecurity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SneAPCevKEI/AAAAAAAAABg/XwxoY6P8HLo/s320/Insecurity.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365898476887418946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We all have felt insecure at some point in our lives. Most people have experienced lack of confidence in their own value and capability, lacks trust in themselves or others, or has fears that a present positive state is temporary and will let them down and cause them loss or distress by "going wrong" in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Security is elusive, i'ts impossible. We all die, we all get old, we all get sick, people leave us, people change us, nothing is secure. That's actually the good news. Unless, of course if your whole life focuses so much on being secure. When that is the focus of your life it nearly always causes some degree of isolation as a typically insecure person withdraws from people to some extent. The greater the insecurity, the higher the degree of isolation. Like offense and bitterness, it grows in layered fashion, often becoming an immobilising force that sets a limiting factor in the person's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To overcome insecurity, arouse the courage to take small steps in learning to experience success and overcoming the lack of belief in self. Once the success is experienced, one can build on it to gain the courage to act out of a strong conviction in self-goodness and worth. Take a rational approach to each problem you face so that you are no longer inhibited by debilitating fears or beliefs. Have a healthy and humorous belief in self in order to overlook the exaggerated need for acceptance and approval.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-8304989805795775606?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/8304989805795775606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/insecurity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/8304989805795775606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/8304989805795775606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/insecurity.html' title='Insecurity'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SneAPCevKEI/AAAAAAAAABg/XwxoY6P8HLo/s72-c/Insecurity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-6870976354229782721</id><published>2009-08-03T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:15:21.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine You're In Their Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I see some people and can't help but think how shallow-minded they can be. Chasing out every temporary high, very superficial and living for themselves alone. How a bad hair day can ruin their world and dating the hottest stud means everything. Not getting what they want angers them because their lives revolve around worldly joys. I hope they will realize that their day-to-day complains are nothing compared to what these children are going through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Snc2DN6aUWI/AAAAAAAAABY/X-oLjm1WEBw/s1600-h/hunger3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Snc2DN6aUWI/AAAAAAAAABY/X-oLjm1WEBw/s320/hunger3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365816909937398114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-6870976354229782721?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/6870976354229782721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/shallow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/6870976354229782721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/6870976354229782721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/shallow.html' title='Imagine You&apos;re In Their Place'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/Snc2DN6aUWI/AAAAAAAAABY/X-oLjm1WEBw/s72-c/hunger3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-4585639612669321021</id><published>2009-08-03T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:03:03.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life live love emotions feelings thoughts self-esteem'/><title type='text'>Living by the Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncgGZnshWI/AAAAAAAAABI/Pf8SpzflXiU/s1600-h/3409312242_28a71f4c9e+lio"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncgGZnshWI/AAAAAAAAABI/Pf8SpzflXiU/s320/3409312242_28a71f4c9e+lio" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365792775363921250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rejection kills. Yes, it can. But before you give in to depression, is it really worth it? Should what others perceive of you dictate how you live your life? If you always play by the rules they make, you will end up satisfying them and forgetting YOU. Society have put up certain STANDARDS, telling us to live by it unless you want scrutiny. People can be very easy to judge and won't mind destroying your self-esteem. They discredit you, then give themselves a pat in the back for being "better" than you are. The hurt it can cause lingers, it can even cause a person's life. But the people who make bad remarks won't make a big deal out of what they said and couldn't care less. So you shouldn't let them win. Why live by their rules? You can be in control and say what is "good" to you is what good should be. But don't get too selfish, of course, there is also a time to admit flaws. You should be self-assured without being arrogant. The key is to really get to know yourself first, then be educated as much as you possibly can about this world and finally standing up for what you believe is right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-4585639612669321021?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/4585639612669321021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/playing-by-rules.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/4585639612669321021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/4585639612669321021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/playing-by-rules.html' title='Living by the Rules'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncgGZnshWI/AAAAAAAAABI/Pf8SpzflXiU/s72-c/3409312242_28a71f4c9e+lio' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6705984184547488951.post-7796551756378885223</id><published>2009-08-03T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:59:26.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human needs belongingness love life'/><title type='text'>Belongingness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncEs6n_HEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mCXDiFGvRXg/s1600-h/f_Friends13m_12a38b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncEs6n_HEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mCXDiFGvRXg/s320/f_Friends13m_12a38b5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365762650732960834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every person is designed to seek affection from another, a confirmation or approval of his individuality. The more people embraces his being, the greater the feeling of security and assurance. People strive to satisfy this need for it is essential in the struggle to find meaning of his own existence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6705984184547488951-7796551756378885223?l=chasingexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/7796551756378885223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/belongingness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/7796551756378885223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6705984184547488951/posts/default/7796551756378885223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingexistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/belongingness.html' title='Belongingness'/><author><name>s0TellMe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00738425188695340353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncISpOPsDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tnFjaluaqbs/S220/1_948605041l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BBpKvzGkF0/SncEs6n_HEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mCXDiFGvRXg/s72-c/f_Friends13m_12a38b5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
