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  <title>Another Lousy Day In Paradise</title>
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  <description>Lars Hindsley&#39;s web log - In an insane society, the sane man appears insane</description>
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    <title>You Can&#39;t Lie to Yourself</title>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2010 21:48:28 -0400</pubDate>
    <description>Do you ever talk to yourself?  Not aloud of course but still - you have these conversations ...everyday.   Maybe not everyday.  Maybe rarely.  Perhaps it&#39;s just a fleeting moment.  You&#39;re driving in your car and you see something that makes you think or you are watching a movie alone and a character says or does something that makes you look at your own life. And you talk to yourself.&lt;br&gt;
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I think in these moments is when we really know our true self.  And we can&#39;t lie.  We don&#39;t lie.  We are at peace with our paleolithic underpinnings.  We don&#39;t even notice that we are good and evil all in the same breath.  We are honest with our self because we don&#39;t sit in judgment of our self in the same way others would. &lt;br&gt;
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One day I  sat on the grass after a long day of running errands.  I looked at my old family home and thought of how I grew up there and how in all my life I&#39;ve done so much, traveled so far and yet here I was back again sitting in the grass in at my old family home.  I had to think a moment and evaluate the success or failure of my life.   What makes one a success, and what makes one a failure?  I sat down, almost in tears as I sighed and thought to myself I was being honest with myself and no one was around to judge me.  &lt;br&gt;
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No this is not a rant.  This is not a philosophy article, it&#39;s not an advice or help article either.  &lt;br&gt;
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Today I just wanted to write something you may not often see me write.  That in each one of us there is a person that no one in the world may honestly really know or ...</description>
    
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    <title>Words of Instinct - Bête Noire</title>
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    <pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 00:13:05 -0500</pubDate>
    <description>Some free advice to those of you thinking that only you know suffering.&amp;nbsp; Only you have it hard.&amp;nbsp; Life sucks, blah blah blah.&amp;nbsp; Your girl left, you lost your job, or whatever it is, you have resolved to have forgotten how to enjoy the simple concept of breathing in and out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is the answer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;While you are living in that dark place, life is passing you by.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Each moment, each minute each day that you live in your&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; bête noire the world around you leaves you behind.&amp;nbsp; You can be a part of it, or miss out on what it offers.&amp;nbsp; It is - what you make it.&lt;br&gt;</description>
    
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    <title>You Can Never Take Your Words Back</title>
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    <pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 16:56:33 -0400</pubDate>
    <description>&lt;img src=&quot;/article-photos/melanie-lanham-small.jpg&quot; align=&quot;right&quot; hspace=&quot;5&quot;&gt;I had an argument once with a lover.&amp;nbsp; I have to tell you she was the first woman in years to provoke me into telling her what I thought of her.&amp;nbsp; Not how I viewed her on a whole but those little idiosyncrasies that if you mentioned, would hurt their feelings. &amp;nbsp; You know... those little things that annoy you about the person you are with, but you just don&#39;t say.&amp;nbsp; You find yourself just eating resentment for the sake of a safe relationship.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well during what appeared a permanent break up&amp;nbsp; she broke me down or I just didn&#39;t care...&amp;nbsp; I let her have it.&amp;nbsp; Verbally.&amp;nbsp; I told her &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; every little thing that was wrong with her. Let also repeat, she provoked me.&amp;nbsp; Was I wrong to react? Absolutely but I should also be understood that I didn&#39;t draw first blood. It was her that said some ugly things meant to be cruel and inflict emotional pain.&amp;nbsp; One could argue that what is good enough for the goose is good enough for the gander. &amp;nbsp; (What&#39;s good for a girl is good for a boy).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In retrospect I think, why her?&amp;nbsp; We all have break ups.&amp;nbsp; Ninety-Nine Percent of mine are amicable.&amp;nbsp; Why then with the few others I&#39;ve had unflattering break-ups with&amp;nbsp; had I chosen this one woman to insult?&amp;nbsp; To be dead honest, the reason I came to accept it,&amp;nbsp; is that in some of those break-ups I was the one being dumped.&amp;nbsp; I was the one that deserved better than to be insulted on the way out and instead of reacting, I responded without counter-attacking. I walked away without uttering a negative word.&amp;nbsp; But on the occasion I&#39;m speaking of I lost some self-respect. &amp;nbsp; It was only so long that I could be a &#39;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&#39; guy before I finally cracked.&amp;nbsp; She was the unfortunate recipient of my ire.&amp;nbsp; Having said this, I could been more venomous with my words.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; was restrained, but for all my restraint I&#39;m left with this one fact.&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t take those words back.&amp;nbsp; I believe I said them because I felt I wouldn&#39;t have to reconsider my words.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Still, I didn&#39;t need to worry in the past either yet I kept my trap shut.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;/illustrations/poker-hand.jpg&quot; align=&quot;left&quot; hspace=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Of course in today&#39;s world, women don&#39;t fight fair either.&amp;nbsp; You can hold the winning hand of righteousness but proclaim it and they&#39;ll fight dirty for the sake of winning. It almost makes no sense.&amp;nbsp; I think that&#39;s another reason I&#39;m motivated to just know what I know and leave unscathed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before I was married, I dated a girl that I caught cheating.&amp;nbsp; My friend called me from the restaurant telling me I should come see for myself.&amp;nbsp; When I did, I sat down and said, &quot;Did I catch you at a bad time?&quot;&amp;nbsp; Her reaction?&amp;nbsp; Days later she started calling the police accusing me of harassing her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So even in the right you can find yourself being screwed over.&amp;nbsp; Better to just move on with the knowledge of being right. So if you women readers think men don&#39;t get their fair share of nut-jobs and stalkers... wrong.&amp;nbsp; I think another reason was I&#39;ve seen men get run over by game playing and once again I let myself react as I felt like it was time a guy didn&#39;t just &#39;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;take it&lt;/span&gt;&#39;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don&#39;t know how it is for all men.&amp;nbsp; I can only speak for myself but I&#39;m not the type to argue.&amp;nbsp; If you piss me off, I&#39;ll</description>
    
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    <title>Words of Instinct</title>
    <link>http://larshindsley.com/blog/_archives/2009/4/15/4154400.html</link>
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    <pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 19:33:59 -0400</pubDate>
    <description>One difference between you and I, your heart is inside your head&lt;br&gt;</description>
    
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    <title>Words of Instinct</title>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2009 14:03:24 -0500</pubDate>
    <description>Yes you&#39;ve shown your feelings&lt;br&gt;Yes you&#39;ve shown your tough&lt;br&gt;Some things are worth believing&lt;br&gt;Your tears are not enough&lt;br&gt;</description>
    
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