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    <title>BALACKS.</title>
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    <title>Oh, yes we did.</title>
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    <description>You know i don’t really know why things happen,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but i know that they happen,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
and i know there is good to be found in them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
..&lt;br /&gt;
(photo taken exactly &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sorrenta/1543333151/in/set-72157607603241485/"&gt;a year ago&lt;/a&gt;)</description>
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&lt;br /&gt;
but i know that they happen,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
and i know there is good to be found in them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
..&lt;br /&gt;
(photo taken exactly &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sorrenta/1543333151/in/set-72157607603241485/"&gt;a year ago&lt;/a&gt;)</media:text>
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    <title>Because of simple joys and happiness</title>
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    <description>She tried her best to get him to dance :)&lt;br /&gt;
(Persians)&lt;br /&gt;
we Love You Türkiye!</description>
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    <media:text type="html">She tried her best to get him to dance :)&lt;br /&gt;
(Persians)&lt;br /&gt;
we Love You Türkiye!</media:text>
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    <title>gucci girl</title>
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    <pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 11:58:11 +0000</pubDate>
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    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (..mo)</author>
    <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2887520010_82a58a8a67_o.jpg"&gt;+&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; well i had too :b&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
we Love You Türkiye!</description>
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2887520010_82a58a8a67_o.jpg"&gt;+&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; well i had too :b&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
we Love You Türkiye!</media:text>
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    <title>because of smilies</title>
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    <description>I have many more photos to share, i will try to upload them daily!&lt;br /&gt;
Istanbul has been the most beautiful city i have been to :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
we Love You Türkiye!</description>
    <media:title>because of smilies</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">I have many more photos to share, i will try to upload them daily!&lt;br /&gt;
Istanbul has been the most beautiful city i have been to :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
we Love You Türkiye!</media:text>
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    <title>untitled</title>
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    <pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 19:14:54 +0000</pubDate>
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    <description>d e m o c r a c y.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
such a heavy sounding word &lt;br /&gt;
for such a effortlessly simple concept</description>
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    <media:text type="html">d e m o c r a c y.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
such a heavy sounding word &lt;br /&gt;
for such a effortlessly simple concept</media:text>
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    <title>Turkey!</title>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 16:21:05 +0000</pubDate>
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    <description>So yes! it's a family trip to the lovely country Turkey, where my ancestors came from (or at least half of them). &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The whole trend of shiny text annoys me, it feels like fisher-price attacked the web, but i guess it looks nice/annoying rather than just ugly/annoying?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;
If you're the photo-enthusiast that i know you are (the kind that commit queer awkward things for groovy photos) [yes, i know you *know* exactly what i'm talking about] &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1. climbing up buildings at 5 am (that's you Nirrimi)&lt;br /&gt;
2. following strange people for more than half an hour&lt;br /&gt;
3. talking to strangers, precisely the kind your mama warned you about&lt;br /&gt;
4. trespassing, breaking-into property&lt;br /&gt;
5. shooting in "no-camera" illegal places&lt;br /&gt;
6. jumping in out off, heights&lt;br /&gt;
7. soaking yourself in rain without an umbrella bc your hands are full&lt;br /&gt;
8. roaming the streets long till after 12 to catch the nightlife&lt;br /&gt;
9. being yelled at, for not asking first&lt;br /&gt;
10. putting *real* fire to old buildings to capture a more dramatic scene (ohhhhh really?)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If you fit any of the cases above and have travelled/lived in Turkey i'd appreciate your input on the places i can visit near Istanbul to commit any of the above in the most rewarding way possible!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:) that was to make you smile, all advice is highly appreciated and welcome!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i can think of a few flickr friends that i would love to meet.&lt;br /&gt;
i'd also like to make time to meet you,&lt;br /&gt;
flickr mail!</description>
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    <media:text type="html">So yes! it's a family trip to the lovely country Turkey, where my ancestors came from (or at least half of them). &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The whole trend of shiny text annoys me, it feels like fisher-price attacked the web, but i guess it looks nice/annoying rather than just ugly/annoying?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;
If you're the photo-enthusiast that i know you are (the kind that commit queer awkward things for groovy photos) [yes, i know you *know* exactly what i'm talking about] &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1. climbing up buildings at 5 am (that's you Nirrimi)&lt;br /&gt;
2. following strange people for more than half an hour&lt;br /&gt;
3. talking to strangers, precisely the kind your mama warned you about&lt;br /&gt;
4. trespassing, breaking-into property&lt;br /&gt;
5. shooting in "no-camera" illegal places&lt;br /&gt;
6. jumping in out off, heights&lt;br /&gt;
7. soaking yourself in rain without an umbrella bc your hands are full&lt;br /&gt;
8. roaming the streets long till after 12 to catch the nightlife&lt;br /&gt;
9. being yelled at, for not asking first&lt;br /&gt;
10. putting *real* fire to old buildings to capture a more dramatic scene (ohhhhh really?)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If you fit any of the cases above and have travelled/lived in Turkey i'd appreciate your input on the places i can visit near Istanbul to commit any of the above in the most rewarding way possible!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:) that was to make you smile, all advice is highly appreciated and welcome!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i can think of a few flickr friends that i would love to meet.&lt;br /&gt;
i'd also like to make time to meet you,&lt;br /&gt;
flickr mail!</media:text>
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    <title>the Lover, the Liar, and I</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/doc/sorrenta/4134715</link>
    <guid isPermaLink="false">tag:ipernity.com,2008-07-29,doc-4134715</guid>
    <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 09:35:35 +0000</pubDate>
    <dc:date.created>2008-07-27T22:07:16+03:30</dc:date.created>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (..mo)</author>
    <description>explore #1, Front Page Utata&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://u1.ipernity.com/7/98/58/2539858.387c05db.mp3?download=be still.mp3"&gt;Listen MP3&lt;/a&gt; (@ &lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/sorrenta/2539858/"&gt;ipernity&lt;/a&gt;) or read it bellow...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I felt the ground move&lt;br /&gt;
and with it &lt;br /&gt;
the stars above&lt;br /&gt;
Higher more distant&lt;br /&gt;
like travelers saying goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;
I reached out and&lt;br /&gt;
held on one, the earth tore apart  &lt;br /&gt;
From it came whispers&lt;br /&gt;
of forgotten stories and white lies&lt;br /&gt;
Neglected souls and dying hearts&lt;br /&gt;
Captives of temporaries and sadness&lt;br /&gt;
Prisoners of power and possessions  &lt;br /&gt;
Farewell, Farewell, said I&lt;br /&gt;
I may not be coming back &lt;br /&gt;
I may not be recognized&lt;br /&gt;
They told I,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Parted, I looked above &lt;br /&gt;
Into the dark, past the burning light&lt;br /&gt;
Who's stung brazed the observer&lt;br /&gt;
the lover, the liar, and I&lt;br /&gt;
"There is nothing but vacuum and darkness"&lt;br /&gt;
said I&lt;br /&gt;
"It is all that they will ever see"&lt;br /&gt;
said the Star,&lt;br /&gt;
but blind, was still I&lt;br /&gt;
We left our natures behind us,&lt;br /&gt;
the acceptance of Knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
and the nothingness of Time&lt;br /&gt;
our arrogance in territory and &lt;br /&gt;
our lustful glee for the colors&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, the Colors how they shine &lt;br /&gt;
aloft, among us now&lt;br /&gt;
How gay and glorious they are&lt;br /&gt;
without us now &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What joyous Light is this!&lt;br /&gt;
What does it carry, where will it lead us?&lt;br /&gt;
What other miracles await us!&lt;br /&gt;
But sure silence answers..&lt;br /&gt;
My body, machine over mind&lt;br /&gt;
My mind, twisters and imagery&lt;br /&gt;
"Be still, be still" says my heart&lt;br /&gt;
But patience leaves ever so quickly&lt;br /&gt;
as the delirium that afflicts enters so quietly&lt;br /&gt;
Desperation and thirst, I ask once more!&lt;br /&gt;
"Tell me, tell me! What magic overtakes us!!"&lt;br /&gt;
"There is nothing of what you seek here child"&lt;br /&gt;
said the Star&lt;br /&gt;
"No riches,&lt;br /&gt;
no tricks,&lt;br /&gt;
no love that binds,&lt;br /&gt;
no fear to praise,&lt;br /&gt;
no fame to daze&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing of what you have ever known,&lt;br /&gt;
awaits us"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your senses are all that you will ever feel&lt;br /&gt;
Your world illusions at your fingertips&lt;br /&gt;
They told I,&lt;br /&gt;
Lights encompass my mind &lt;br /&gt;
My vision restored&lt;br /&gt;
Swift! A thousand memories pass by&lt;br /&gt;
What youth, will thy age reconcile?&lt;br /&gt;
What ache, will thy love overcome?&lt;br /&gt;
What is this then?!&lt;br /&gt;
"Be still" says my heart again!&lt;br /&gt;
Is this the view to eternity,&lt;br /&gt;
or am i envisioning the &lt;i&gt;true&lt;/i&gt; window to truth?&lt;br /&gt;
"There are no lies here,&lt;br /&gt;
But truth! Truth, Truth?!&lt;br /&gt;
'Truth' is all you realize"&lt;br /&gt;
said the Star&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here..&lt;br /&gt;
there is only stillness &lt;br /&gt;
But in this stillness there is Creation&lt;br /&gt;
And in that Creation there will be Life&lt;br /&gt;
and Life will be blooming Life&lt;br /&gt;
The blooming and revolving and the dying&lt;br /&gt;
in One&lt;br /&gt;
There is no light here but one that bends&lt;br /&gt;
This crescent holds no colors but all take One&lt;br /&gt;
The never ending, and the semi translucent&lt;br /&gt;
The Layers, the Layers, the Layers&lt;br /&gt;
There is no more or less&lt;br /&gt;
There is only Existence and in Existence there is joy&lt;br /&gt;
In Existence there is Acceptance&lt;br /&gt;
What you see here is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
but the silence of Creation,&lt;br /&gt;
the Equality, the Scale, and Translucence &lt;br /&gt;
of Life, &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you know where you are</description>
    <media:title>the Lover, the Liar, and I</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">explore #1, Front Page Utata&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://u1.ipernity.com/7/98/58/2539858.387c05db.mp3?download=be still.mp3"&gt;Listen MP3&lt;/a&gt; (@ &lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/sorrenta/2539858/"&gt;ipernity&lt;/a&gt;) or read it bellow...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I felt the ground move&lt;br /&gt;
and with it &lt;br /&gt;
the stars above&lt;br /&gt;
Higher more distant&lt;br /&gt;
like travelers saying goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;
I reached out and&lt;br /&gt;
held on one, the earth tore apart  &lt;br /&gt;
From it came whispers&lt;br /&gt;
of forgotten stories and white lies&lt;br /&gt;
Neglected souls and dying hearts&lt;br /&gt;
Captives of temporaries and sadness&lt;br /&gt;
Prisoners of power and possessions  &lt;br /&gt;
Farewell, Farewell, said I&lt;br /&gt;
I may not be coming back &lt;br /&gt;
I may not be recognized&lt;br /&gt;
They told I,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Parted, I looked above &lt;br /&gt;
Into the dark, past the burning light&lt;br /&gt;
Who's stung brazed the observer&lt;br /&gt;
the lover, the liar, and I&lt;br /&gt;
"There is nothing but vacuum and darkness"&lt;br /&gt;
said I&lt;br /&gt;
"It is all that they will ever see"&lt;br /&gt;
said the Star,&lt;br /&gt;
but blind, was still I&lt;br /&gt;
We left our natures behind us,&lt;br /&gt;
the acceptance of Knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
and the nothingness of Time&lt;br /&gt;
our arrogance in territory and &lt;br /&gt;
our lustful glee for the colors&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, the Colors how they shine &lt;br /&gt;
aloft, among us now&lt;br /&gt;
How gay and glorious they are&lt;br /&gt;
without us now &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What joyous Light is this!&lt;br /&gt;
What does it carry, where will it lead us?&lt;br /&gt;
What other miracles await us!&lt;br /&gt;
But sure silence answers..&lt;br /&gt;
My body, machine over mind&lt;br /&gt;
My mind, twisters and imagery&lt;br /&gt;
"Be still, be still" says my heart&lt;br /&gt;
But patience leaves ever so quickly&lt;br /&gt;
as the delirium that afflicts enters so quietly&lt;br /&gt;
Desperation and thirst, I ask once more!&lt;br /&gt;
"Tell me, tell me! What magic overtakes us!!"&lt;br /&gt;
"There is nothing of what you seek here child"&lt;br /&gt;
said the Star&lt;br /&gt;
"No riches,&lt;br /&gt;
no tricks,&lt;br /&gt;
no love that binds,&lt;br /&gt;
no fear to praise,&lt;br /&gt;
no fame to daze&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing of what you have ever known,&lt;br /&gt;
awaits us"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your senses are all that you will ever feel&lt;br /&gt;
Your world illusions at your fingertips&lt;br /&gt;
They told I,&lt;br /&gt;
Lights encompass my mind &lt;br /&gt;
My vision restored&lt;br /&gt;
Swift! A thousand memories pass by&lt;br /&gt;
What youth, will thy age reconcile?&lt;br /&gt;
What ache, will thy love overcome?&lt;br /&gt;
What is this then?!&lt;br /&gt;
"Be still" says my heart again!&lt;br /&gt;
Is this the view to eternity,&lt;br /&gt;
or am i envisioning the &lt;i&gt;true&lt;/i&gt; window to truth?&lt;br /&gt;
"There are no lies here,&lt;br /&gt;
But truth! Truth, Truth?!&lt;br /&gt;
'Truth' is all you realize"&lt;br /&gt;
said the Star&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here..&lt;br /&gt;
there is only stillness &lt;br /&gt;
But in this stillness there is Creation&lt;br /&gt;
And in that Creation there will be Life&lt;br /&gt;
and Life will be blooming Life&lt;br /&gt;
The blooming and revolving and the dying&lt;br /&gt;
in One&lt;br /&gt;
There is no light here but one that bends&lt;br /&gt;
This crescent holds no colors but all take One&lt;br /&gt;
The never ending, and the semi translucent&lt;br /&gt;
The Layers, the Layers, the Layers&lt;br /&gt;
There is no more or less&lt;br /&gt;
There is only Existence and in Existence there is joy&lt;br /&gt;
In Existence there is Acceptance&lt;br /&gt;
What you see here is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
but the silence of Creation,&lt;br /&gt;
the Equality, the Scale, and Translucence &lt;br /&gt;
of Life, &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you know where you are</media:text>
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    <title>everything is fair</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/doc/sorrenta/4134716</link>
    <guid isPermaLink="false">tag:ipernity.com,2008-07-08,doc-4134716</guid>
    <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 20:14:06 +0000</pubDate>
    <dc:date.created>2007-11-30T13:41:51+03:30</dc:date.created>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (..mo)</author>
    <description>&lt;b&gt;explore #2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1/640sec — f/3.5&lt;br /&gt;
ISO 1600&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://pictor.us/journal/2008/07/14/everything-is-fair-how/"&gt;how?&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://pictor.us/journal/2008/07/11/gravity-is-part-theory-2/"&gt;why?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
everyone’s got secrets&lt;br /&gt;
and i thought i was yours&lt;br /&gt;
i never knew anyone&lt;br /&gt;
could come so close&lt;br /&gt;
to be a part of you&lt;br /&gt;
i woke up this morning.. to realize&lt;br /&gt;
that you were never there&lt;br /&gt;
and i, probably lost&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but today is different&lt;br /&gt;
i’m no bigger, never stronger&lt;br /&gt;
just trying harder&lt;br /&gt;
keeping pace with my heart&lt;br /&gt;
this anatomy of melancholy&lt;br /&gt;
is laced to every memory of you&lt;br /&gt;
but this time i’m not leaving&lt;br /&gt;
and i’m not left behind&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
everything is fair&lt;br /&gt;
there is no control&lt;br /&gt;
why bother trying&lt;br /&gt;
you know before being told&lt;br /&gt;
bitter &amp; sad it’s all there&lt;br /&gt;
i wish i could turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;
but who would suffer now&lt;br /&gt;
who hasn’t suffered already&lt;br /&gt;
when will you see&lt;br /&gt;
i’m not who you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i know i wont be riding a sports car&lt;br /&gt;
or living your fairy tale.. nor mine&lt;br /&gt;
those tight suits don’t fit me&lt;br /&gt;
my smile isn’t an inscription&lt;br /&gt;
or a reciprocation of duty&lt;br /&gt;
i was never fishing to be special&lt;br /&gt;
just trying harder to listen&lt;br /&gt;
to this faint music compromise&lt;br /&gt;
this beating heart.</description>
    <media:title>everything is fair</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">&lt;b&gt;explore #2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1/640sec — f/3.5&lt;br /&gt;
ISO 1600&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://pictor.us/journal/2008/07/14/everything-is-fair-how/"&gt;how?&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://pictor.us/journal/2008/07/11/gravity-is-part-theory-2/"&gt;why?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
everyone’s got secrets&lt;br /&gt;
and i thought i was yours&lt;br /&gt;
i never knew anyone&lt;br /&gt;
could come so close&lt;br /&gt;
to be a part of you&lt;br /&gt;
i woke up this morning.. to realize&lt;br /&gt;
that you were never there&lt;br /&gt;
and i, probably lost&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but today is different&lt;br /&gt;
i’m no bigger, never stronger&lt;br /&gt;
just trying harder&lt;br /&gt;
keeping pace with my heart&lt;br /&gt;
this anatomy of melancholy&lt;br /&gt;
is laced to every memory of you&lt;br /&gt;
but this time i’m not leaving&lt;br /&gt;
and i’m not left behind&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
everything is fair&lt;br /&gt;
there is no control&lt;br /&gt;
why bother trying&lt;br /&gt;
you know before being told&lt;br /&gt;
bitter &amp; sad it’s all there&lt;br /&gt;
i wish i could turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;
but who would suffer now&lt;br /&gt;
who hasn’t suffered already&lt;br /&gt;
when will you see&lt;br /&gt;
i’m not who you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i know i wont be riding a sports car&lt;br /&gt;
or living your fairy tale.. nor mine&lt;br /&gt;
those tight suits don’t fit me&lt;br /&gt;
my smile isn’t an inscription&lt;br /&gt;
or a reciprocation of duty&lt;br /&gt;
i was never fishing to be special&lt;br /&gt;
just trying harder to listen&lt;br /&gt;
to this faint music compromise&lt;br /&gt;
this beating heart.</media:text>
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  <item>
    <title>everything is fair</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/doc/sorrenta/2414343</link>
    <guid isPermaLink="false">tag:ipernity.com,2008-07-08,doc-2414343</guid>
    <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 20:14:06 +0000</pubDate>
    <dc:date.created>2007-11-30T13:41:51+03:30</dc:date.created>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (..mo)</author>
    <description>&lt;b&gt;explore #3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1/640sec — f/3.5&lt;br /&gt;
ISO 1600&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
everyone’s got secrets&lt;br /&gt;
and i thought i was yours&lt;br /&gt;
i never knew anyone&lt;br /&gt;
could come so close&lt;br /&gt;
to be a part of you&lt;br /&gt;
i woke up this morning.. to realize&lt;br /&gt;
that you were never there&lt;br /&gt;
and i, probably lost&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but today is different&lt;br /&gt;
i’m no bigger, never stronger&lt;br /&gt;
just trying harder&lt;br /&gt;
keeping pace with my heart&lt;br /&gt;
this anatomy of melancholy&lt;br /&gt;
is laced to every memory of you&lt;br /&gt;
but this time i’m not leaving&lt;br /&gt;
and i’m not left behind&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
everything is fair&lt;br /&gt;
there is no control&lt;br /&gt;
why bother trying&lt;br /&gt;
you know before being told&lt;br /&gt;
bitter &amp; sad it’s all there&lt;br /&gt;
i wish i could turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;
but who would suffer now&lt;br /&gt;
who hasn’t suffered already&lt;br /&gt;
when will you see&lt;br /&gt;
i’m not who you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i know i wont be riding a sports car&lt;br /&gt;
or living your fairy tale.. nor mine&lt;br /&gt;
those tight suits don’t fit me&lt;br /&gt;
my smile isn’t an inscription&lt;br /&gt;
or a reciprocation of duty&lt;br /&gt;
i was never fishing to be special&lt;br /&gt;
just trying harder to listen&lt;br /&gt;
to this faint music compromise&lt;br /&gt;
this beating heart.</description>
    <media:title>everything is fair</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">&lt;b&gt;explore #3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1/640sec — f/3.5&lt;br /&gt;
ISO 1600&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
everyone’s got secrets&lt;br /&gt;
and i thought i was yours&lt;br /&gt;
i never knew anyone&lt;br /&gt;
could come so close&lt;br /&gt;
to be a part of you&lt;br /&gt;
i woke up this morning.. to realize&lt;br /&gt;
that you were never there&lt;br /&gt;
and i, probably lost&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but today is different&lt;br /&gt;
i’m no bigger, never stronger&lt;br /&gt;
just trying harder&lt;br /&gt;
keeping pace with my heart&lt;br /&gt;
this anatomy of melancholy&lt;br /&gt;
is laced to every memory of you&lt;br /&gt;
but this time i’m not leaving&lt;br /&gt;
and i’m not left behind&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
everything is fair&lt;br /&gt;
there is no control&lt;br /&gt;
why bother trying&lt;br /&gt;
you know before being told&lt;br /&gt;
bitter &amp; sad it’s all there&lt;br /&gt;
i wish i could turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;
but who would suffer now&lt;br /&gt;
who hasn’t suffered already&lt;br /&gt;
when will you see&lt;br /&gt;
i’m not who you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i know i wont be riding a sports car&lt;br /&gt;
or living your fairy tale.. nor mine&lt;br /&gt;
those tight suits don’t fit me&lt;br /&gt;
my smile isn’t an inscription&lt;br /&gt;
or a reciprocation of duty&lt;br /&gt;
i was never fishing to be special&lt;br /&gt;
just trying harder to listen&lt;br /&gt;
to this faint music compromise&lt;br /&gt;
this beating heart.</media:text>
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  <item>
    <title>somewhere in between</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/doc/sorrenta/4134717</link>
    <guid isPermaLink="false">tag:ipernity.com,2008-06-24,doc-4134717</guid>
    <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 21:22:59 +0000</pubDate>
    <dc:date.created>2008-03-16T16:34:34+03:30</dc:date.created>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (..mo)</author>
    <description>Well here is a photo of my Grandma —because fear of my life my mom will go ninja on me if she found out i was uploading photos of her (well actually that's her arm on the right there). &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the other hand my grandparents are quite enthusiastic about it! Its true, my &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://photos.jpgmag.com/769684_30614_aa2539fc18_p.jpg"&gt;grandfather&lt;/a&gt; even, wants to be updated if any good looking European women are interested in him. And i'm sorry i haven't brought this up before (forgetful me) but i guess this is good time as any, if anyone fits the bill feel free to contact me the usual way and i'll pass on the message, thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But today is about women and mothers so here are 5 totally true reasons my mom is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
1. she's my mother! (or at least they tell me she is -oh and they have photos to prove it)&lt;br /&gt;
2. she's been in history &amp; is very brave (for real)&lt;br /&gt;
3. she's written 4 books which are used as university text books today (i honestly cant believe this)&lt;br /&gt;
4. she chats with me on msn (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;
5. she is ridiculously intolerably self-sacrificing eee!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
this year's greeting card inscription&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;mom,&lt;br /&gt;
i know its hard being you,&lt;br /&gt;
especially when i'm your kid (no joke)&lt;br /&gt;
but that's why i love you so much&lt;br /&gt;
you never returned me to the store&lt;br /&gt;
you bought me from :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
happy mother's day? &lt;/i&gt;</description>
    <media:title>somewhere in between</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">Well here is a photo of my Grandma —because fear of my life my mom will go ninja on me if she found out i was uploading photos of her (well actually that's her arm on the right there). &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the other hand my grandparents are quite enthusiastic about it! Its true, my &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://photos.jpgmag.com/769684_30614_aa2539fc18_p.jpg"&gt;grandfather&lt;/a&gt; even, wants to be updated if any good looking European women are interested in him. And i'm sorry i haven't brought this up before (forgetful me) but i guess this is good time as any, if anyone fits the bill feel free to contact me the usual way and i'll pass on the message, thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But today is about women and mothers so here are 5 totally true reasons my mom is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
1. she's my mother! (or at least they tell me she is -oh and they have photos to prove it)&lt;br /&gt;
2. she's been in history &amp; is very brave (for real)&lt;br /&gt;
3. she's written 4 books which are used as university text books today (i honestly cant believe this)&lt;br /&gt;
4. she chats with me on msn (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;
5. she is ridiculously intolerably self-sacrificing eee!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
this year's greeting card inscription&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;mom,&lt;br /&gt;
i know its hard being you,&lt;br /&gt;
especially when i'm your kid (no joke)&lt;br /&gt;
but that's why i love you so much&lt;br /&gt;
you never returned me to the store&lt;br /&gt;
you bought me from :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
happy mother's day? &lt;/i&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>You Aren't Lucky</title>
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    <pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 22:52:18 +0000</pubDate>
    <dc:date.created>2008-03-11T14:33:34+03:30</dc:date.created>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (..mo)</author>
    <description>you aren't smart . you never were&lt;br /&gt;
you're always barely making it past&lt;br /&gt;
just to reach the next bending corner&lt;br /&gt;
no one has ever called you "special"&lt;br /&gt;
or "talented" as far as you remember &lt;br /&gt;
but you dont . you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;
there was no one to read you stories late at night&lt;br /&gt;
and you'd knock the jaw right off the toothfairy if you ever met her&lt;br /&gt;
you're who they call a basket case&lt;br /&gt;
behind your back, with that emotionless pity nod&lt;br /&gt;
your life's fucked . and they all say it is&lt;br /&gt;
they don't care . neither do you&lt;br /&gt;
because you're doing &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
just fine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the law of infinite momentary consistency; or otherwise known as &lt;br /&gt;
plain self integrity. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wasn't at all satisfied with the previous edit of this image - I thank all of you &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://pictor.us/files/html/flickr-sorrenta-gptIIv1.html"&gt;who have commented&lt;/a&gt; or faved it, this repost is for me :)</description>
    <media:title>You Aren't Lucky</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">you aren't smart . you never were&lt;br /&gt;
you're always barely making it past&lt;br /&gt;
just to reach the next bending corner&lt;br /&gt;
no one has ever called you "special"&lt;br /&gt;
or "talented" as far as you remember &lt;br /&gt;
but you dont . you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;
there was no one to read you stories late at night&lt;br /&gt;
and you'd knock the jaw right off the toothfairy if you ever met her&lt;br /&gt;
you're who they call a basket case&lt;br /&gt;
behind your back, with that emotionless pity nod&lt;br /&gt;
your life's fucked . and they all say it is&lt;br /&gt;
they don't care . neither do you&lt;br /&gt;
because you're doing &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
just fine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the law of infinite momentary consistency; or otherwise known as &lt;br /&gt;
plain self integrity. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wasn't at all satisfied with the previous edit of this image - I thank all of you &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://pictor.us/files/html/flickr-sorrenta-gptIIv1.html"&gt;who have commented&lt;/a&gt; or faved it, this repost is for me :)</media:text>
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    <title>You Aren't Lucky</title>
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    <pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 22:52:18 +0000</pubDate>
    <dc:date.created>2008-03-11T14:33:34+03:30</dc:date.created>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (..mo)</author>
    <description>you aren't smart . you never were&lt;br /&gt;
you're always barely making it past&lt;br /&gt;
just to reach the next bending corner&lt;br /&gt;
no one has ever called you "special"&lt;br /&gt;
or "talented" as far as you remember &lt;br /&gt;
but you dont . you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;
there was no one to read you stories late at night&lt;br /&gt;
and you'd knock the jaw right off the toothfairy if you ever met her&lt;br /&gt;
you're who they call a basket case&lt;br /&gt;
behind your back, with that emotionless pity nod&lt;br /&gt;
your life's fucked . and they say it is&lt;br /&gt;
they don't care . neither do you&lt;br /&gt;
because you're doing &lt;br /&gt;
just fine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the law of infinite momentary consistency; or otherwise known as &lt;br /&gt;
plain self integrity. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wasn't at all satisfied with the previous edit of this image - I thank all of you who have commented on it or faved it, this repost is for me :)</description>
    <media:title>You Aren't Lucky</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">you aren't smart . you never were&lt;br /&gt;
you're always barely making it past&lt;br /&gt;
just to reach the next bending corner&lt;br /&gt;
no one has ever called you "special"&lt;br /&gt;
or "talented" as far as you remember &lt;br /&gt;
but you dont . you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;
there was no one to read you stories late at night&lt;br /&gt;
and you'd knock the jaw right off the toothfairy if you ever met her&lt;br /&gt;
you're who they call a basket case&lt;br /&gt;
behind your back, with that emotionless pity nod&lt;br /&gt;
your life's fucked . and they say it is&lt;br /&gt;
they don't care . neither do you&lt;br /&gt;
because you're doing &lt;br /&gt;
just fine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the law of infinite momentary consistency; or otherwise known as &lt;br /&gt;
plain self integrity. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wasn't at all satisfied with the previous edit of this image - I thank all of you who have commented on it or faved it, this repost is for me :)</media:text>
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