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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2007 19:46:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m endlessly amused by this, really I am...</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/4856/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://stat.rumandmonkey.com/tests/6/5/4856/19095.jpg&quot; title=&quot;Sadistic Seme&quot; alt=&quot;Sadistic Seme&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadistic Seme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/4856/&quot;&gt;Take Are you a Seme or an Uke? today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href=&quot;http://rumandmonkey.com/&quot;&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/&quot;&gt;Personality Test Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;div&gt;It takes a special kind of uke to handle the punishment you dish out. Making them beg for mercy is what you&apos;re all about. You give your uke the gift of pain, and the louder their moans are, the more satisfied with the relationship you&apos;ll be. It&apos;s no fun if they don&apos;t struggle, and struggle and torture is what the Dramatic Uke, your perfect match, lives for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I&apos;d call that an accurate assessment...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Feb 2007 17:56:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>gah</title>
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  <description>i seem to have overtaxed myself slightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall have to go out and waylay a con-artist or murderer or other such individual whose heart is steeped in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;i don&apos;t think i&apos;ve ever been this hungry before. i&apos;ve never allowed myself to get this hungry before. aagghh.&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 01:37:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Once again, greatly exaggerated.</title>
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  <description>Do try to contain your whinging, &apos;DiZ&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been - many places. Between the words, upon the great sea therein. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the beginning, the worlds were without form, and void; and Darkness moved on the face of the deep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not the force that is evil, but the way one uses it. One can use light to illumine or blind. One can use darkness to soothe or smother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the difference between a sword that guards and a sword that murders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...There is much I have yet to learn. So many depths to plumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do. So little time.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Nov 2006 16:59:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh, but I&apos;m amused.</title>
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  <description>Poor Tiresias, the blind seer, is here~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind to so much, and yet called a sage. No hero, he, but destroyer of hopes and shatterer of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor stuffy alchemist king! He never could finish a thing he began.  One can as soon stop a meteor with a toothpick then one can halt the process you started, poor exile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day you&apos;ll have to embrace your giult. I have done so. I know very well what I am. I know I am a sinner. I am the Dark, I am her hands and tongue. I am necessary annihilation, preceding rebirth. As Sora is Brahma, and Riku Vishnu, I am Shiva Nataraja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who go into the dark are touched by it. Poor little old man who sees not the blessings She bestows upon him, open your eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No blasted wonder you mucked everything up so much; what did you think would happen when you went against the will of a force of the universe? For a &apos;sage&apos;, you are a nit! At least I can admit I have much yet to learn. My pilgrimage, my crusade - it failed for a reason. That much I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom Hearts is Darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom Hearts is Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both dwell beyond the door. And the light is curiously warm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow	 &lt;br /&gt;Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,&lt;br /&gt;You cannot say, or guess, for you know only	 &lt;br /&gt;A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,	 &lt;br /&gt;And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,	 &lt;br /&gt;And the dry stone no sound of water. Only	 &lt;br /&gt;There is shadow under this red rock,&lt;br /&gt;(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),	 &lt;br /&gt;And I will show you something different from either	 &lt;br /&gt;Your shadow at morning striding behind you	 &lt;br /&gt;Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;	 &lt;br /&gt;I will show you fear in a handful of dust.&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Nov 2006 02:34:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Test post</title>
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  <description>Reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated.</description>
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