<?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-6236238997676043860</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:05:50.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The World of Becoming</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daniel Tavizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16413036194498953810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmlp8BHKXEA/SO7COn32dfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PvWR52RWvqA/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236238997676043860.post-4353564739934182159</id><published>2008-10-09T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:43:07.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back and better than ever ( I need to create)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I know it has been a while, but that is okay. I'm back because I've realized something. I stopped nearly seven months ago because I hadn't realized it yet. When I started this blog I was stupid, and I still am. But I have gained one piece of knowledge that makes all the difference. I need to create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last time I started to write for attention for my own personal glory. How foolish I was! Basically ever time I posted something I was saying hey look at me! Acknowledge me! And I whined about it until someone noticed. I was and am a child. At least now I know I am a child, and I want to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So what else have I learned? I learn that in spite of myself I still want to write. I know I am no good, but that doesn't matter to me. I am going to do this writing thing I've got to do it for the love of the thing itself. Divorce myself from the consideration of others and even the criticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; I don't want to do this so that others can enjoy it. I want to do it because I enjoy it. If the artist bends to the will of the critic he is no longer an artist. &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Most of all I want to find my voice. I have yet to find it, but I know it is inside of me. I want to speak with the voice of the age. The voice crying out in the wilderness. The prophetic voice that gives the news and problems of this age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black"&gt;No more imitation. It’s useless. No more generalization. It’s idiocy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black"&gt; I need to create. I need to do the essentially human act. The thing most proper to our nature. The fullest expression of humanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236238997676043860-4353564739934182159?l=theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/feeds/4353564739934182159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6236238997676043860&amp;postID=4353564739934182159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/4353564739934182159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/4353564739934182159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-and-better-than-ever-i-need-to.html' title='Back and better than ever ( I need to create)'/><author><name>Daniel Tavizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16413036194498953810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmlp8BHKXEA/SO7COn32dfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PvWR52RWvqA/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236238997676043860.post-7598357392666295512</id><published>2008-03-10T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:51:46.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aim</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;What was it I saw in you?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;That made my heart a bow,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Made my love an arrow,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;And you the target.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Was it love?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;The great artificer that moves, transforms,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;And creates all anew at but whim and will.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;The great caster and press&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;That forces the die upon all,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Reshaping the native form to fit the new desire.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;What will I do, what can I do with this new shape?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;But aim my Love toward you in Faith and Hope&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;That guided by the same love that shaped it&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;It will find the goal aright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236238997676043860-7598357392666295512?l=theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/feeds/7598357392666295512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6236238997676043860&amp;postID=7598357392666295512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/7598357392666295512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/7598357392666295512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/2008/03/aim.html' title='Aim'/><author><name>Daniel Tavizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16413036194498953810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmlp8BHKXEA/SO7COn32dfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PvWR52RWvqA/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236238997676043860.post-1500188748310216730</id><published>2007-06-05T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T19:21:17.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night</title><content type='html'>Oh,&lt;br /&gt;The night is alive&lt;br /&gt;Listen close, child&lt;br /&gt;It speaks of secrets&lt;br /&gt;Hidden in the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alack!&lt;br /&gt;They have been revealed&lt;br /&gt;The mount hides it's face&lt;br /&gt;The sea has given&lt;br /&gt;The full of it's deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe&lt;br /&gt;To the men who live&lt;br /&gt;Mothers with child&lt;br /&gt;All will fall away&lt;br /&gt;All will fall away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236238997676043860-1500188748310216730?l=theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/feeds/1500188748310216730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6236238997676043860&amp;postID=1500188748310216730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/1500188748310216730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/1500188748310216730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/2007/06/night.html' title='The Night'/><author><name>Daniel Tavizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16413036194498953810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmlp8BHKXEA/SO7COn32dfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PvWR52RWvqA/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236238997676043860.post-1157261879588667049</id><published>2007-05-21T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:05:50.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What it takes to forget.</title><content type='html'>Forget your preconceptions, and accept reality&lt;br /&gt;Rage! fight, struggle, and continue to sing your falsity&lt;br /&gt;This place is sick, These words the cut air with a harsh Tension&lt;br /&gt;The trouble is this house was built of my own invention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape would be better, but I like the tragedy&lt;br /&gt;An inescapable play that feeds the fallacy&lt;br /&gt;Were both on a stage, you play your part and I'll play mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236238997676043860-1157261879588667049?l=theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/feeds/1157261879588667049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6236238997676043860&amp;postID=1157261879588667049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/1157261879588667049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/1157261879588667049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-it-takes-to-forget_21.html' title='What it takes to forget.'/><author><name>Daniel Tavizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16413036194498953810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmlp8BHKXEA/SO7COn32dfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PvWR52RWvqA/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236238997676043860.post-6305470564869997592</id><published>2007-05-10T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T18:28:11.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My take on things</title><content type='html'>The primary struggle of humanity is between knowledge and ignorance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236238997676043860-6305470564869997592?l=theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/feeds/6305470564869997592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6236238997676043860&amp;postID=6305470564869997592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/6305470564869997592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/6305470564869997592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-take-on-things.html' title='My take on things'/><author><name>Daniel Tavizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16413036194498953810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmlp8BHKXEA/SO7COn32dfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PvWR52RWvqA/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236238997676043860.post-688115550029485109</id><published>2007-04-12T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T17:33:44.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumors and Hearsay</title><content type='html'>I saw it coming a mile away&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't move For fear of death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quietly, I stood&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the news to run me down&lt;br /&gt;It came in a burst of blood...&lt;br /&gt;And tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will always be the same&lt;br /&gt;Try as you might&lt;br /&gt;This mission is fruitless&lt;br /&gt;These questions are null”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rush of air hit my lungs&lt;br /&gt;And then…&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;calm…&lt;br /&gt;quiet…&lt;br /&gt;nothing…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236238997676043860-688115550029485109?l=theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/feeds/688115550029485109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6236238997676043860&amp;postID=688115550029485109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/688115550029485109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/688115550029485109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/2007/04/rumors-and-hearsay.html' title='Rumors and Hearsay'/><author><name>Daniel Tavizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16413036194498953810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmlp8BHKXEA/SO7COn32dfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PvWR52RWvqA/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236238997676043860.post-9028080736233397895</id><published>2007-04-04T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:27:34.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I watched my self in the corner&lt;br /&gt;As my soul sings lament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am a flower&lt;br /&gt;Who’s roots drink deep&lt;br /&gt;The waters of uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think blacklisted thoughts&lt;br /&gt;And dream impossible realities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I abuse privation&lt;br /&gt;I disallow the lifeblood of being"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing, soul sing!&lt;br /&gt;For it is a song of mourning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236238997676043860-9028080736233397895?l=theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/feeds/9028080736233397895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6236238997676043860&amp;postID=9028080736233397895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/9028080736233397895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/9028080736233397895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/2007/04/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Daniel Tavizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16413036194498953810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmlp8BHKXEA/SO7COn32dfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PvWR52RWvqA/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236238997676043860.post-2611388190151831375</id><published>2007-03-17T21:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:51:50.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Movie</title><content type='html'>Pan's Labyrinth was probably my favorite movie of 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I will tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it is very well done. The special effects in this movie will blow your mind. The creative team behind this movie has successfully brought fantasy to life with a quality that is unmatched with the exception of The Lord of the Rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, the movie is storytelling of the highest sort. Rather than speaking a message directly or allegorically, Mr. Del Toro presents an image of Love in the form of Myth. He doesn't rely on contrived Hollywood archetypes or directly tell his audience what to think. Instead he engages his viewers with masterful film work and classical almost poetic Dialogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, it has a theme that truly moves your soul even if you don't know why at first. Truly it is a story of sacrificial love. I don't want to give too much away, but in the end sacrificial love is what saves the young heroin’s soul from a world of inhuman cruelty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss your chance to see this movie when it comes to DVD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236238997676043860-2611388190151831375?l=theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/feeds/2611388190151831375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6236238997676043860&amp;postID=2611388190151831375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/2611388190151831375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/2611388190151831375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/2007/03/great-movie.html' title='Great Movie'/><author><name>Daniel Tavizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16413036194498953810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmlp8BHKXEA/SO7COn32dfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PvWR52RWvqA/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236238997676043860.post-3933752370925278006</id><published>2007-02-28T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T21:50:56.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is coming</title><content type='html'>Fueled by Desire it comes&lt;br /&gt;Rushing red through the veins of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Forethought it carries out&lt;br /&gt;Manifests in actions not my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great danger I feel in my bones&lt;br /&gt;But also hope abounding&lt;br /&gt;The first mover drives my limbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear it, yet without it&lt;br /&gt;I am nothing&lt;br /&gt; Change is coming&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236238997676043860-3933752370925278006?l=theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/feeds/3933752370925278006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6236238997676043860&amp;postID=3933752370925278006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/3933752370925278006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/3933752370925278006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/2007/02/change-is-coming.html' title='Change is coming'/><author><name>Daniel Tavizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16413036194498953810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmlp8BHKXEA/SO7COn32dfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PvWR52RWvqA/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236238997676043860.post-6503387509335220430</id><published>2007-02-10T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T14:41:38.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why this Blog?</title><content type='html'>This blog is a place for my thoughts. It is what I make of this world of images as it passes before my eyes. The thoughts that I place here are what I think at he moment. As with any person my thought will grow and change, and it is my hope that the change is for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is for us. It is my sincerest hope that you journey with me onward and upwards out of the deep places in which we now walk, and together we can see the vision of the light of the true instead of the shadows on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly this place is for The Father and his glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236238997676043860-6503387509335220430?l=theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/feeds/6503387509335220430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6236238997676043860&amp;postID=6503387509335220430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/6503387509335220430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236238997676043860/posts/default/6503387509335220430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofbecoming.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-this-blog.html' title='Why this Blog?'/><author><name>Daniel Tavizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16413036194498953810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmlp8BHKXEA/SO7COn32dfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PvWR52RWvqA/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
