<?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-7755902404344489881</id><updated>2012-01-31T16:39:23.746-05:00</updated><category term='radiohead'/><category term='?'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='reviews'/><category term='drawing'/><category term='advice'/><category term='transcendence'/><category term='rant'/><category term='Tool'/><title type='text'>pointless but insightful ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>twistwistwistwistwistwist///twistwistwistwistwistwist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=9473"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i AM black hole eating white light i AM the destroyer of stars and the creator of void&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-3420682116534439410?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3420682116534439410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=3420682116534439410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/3420682116534439410'/><link 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term='quotes'/><title type='text'>---</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;how'd you know you are alive unless you've once been dead&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KwMu6Y10naU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-8486360822949813696?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8486360822949813696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=8486360822949813696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8486360822949813696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8486360822949813696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='---'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7280641269490595996</id><published>2011-02-05T18:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T18:25:04.985-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='?'/><title type='text'>PLEASE SAY SOMETHING</title><content type='html'>this is so awesome i can't help distributing, as per the author wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/3388129?color=ffffff" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3388129"&gt;Please Say Something&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/davidoreilly"&gt;David OReilly&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7280641269490595996?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7280641269490595996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7280641269490595996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7280641269490595996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7280641269490595996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2011/02/please-say-something.html' title='PLEASE SAY SOMETHING'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-5687482506100944164</id><published>2010-11-01T19:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T19:38:30.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>quite clearly now</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I see quite clearly now that life is nothing but passing experiences, and my thoughts are just one more category of things I experience. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.raptitude.com/"&gt;~dave@raptitude&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-5687482506100944164?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5687482506100944164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=5687482506100944164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>James Kent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TH22fDTWKtI/AAAAAAAAALY/EnguOg8MNWc/s1600/chaos_coil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TH22fDTWKtI/AAAAAAAAALY/EnguOg8MNWc/s320/chaos_coil.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511762163550005970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Human beings craft representations of their Gods based on the technological paradigms of their era. Over time, our Gods have evolved from primal personifications of nature; into clans of tribal warriors and elders; into a single wizened old sorcerer; into a clever cosmic clockmaker; and most recently, into a plastic universal field of morphic energy. Could it be that all of these characterizations are correct, and that the lens of our technology only makes the nature of God clearer through time? If so, what's next?"&lt;/blockquote&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;James L. Kent knows his shit. read his super interesting book on the science of tripping, &lt;a href="http://psychedelic-information-theory.com/"&gt;Psychedelic Information Theory: Shamanism in the Age of Reason&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7121690766611132549?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7121690766611132549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7121690766611132549&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7121690766611132549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7121690766611132549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2010/08/james-kent.html' title='James Kent'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TH22fDTWKtI/AAAAAAAAALY/EnguOg8MNWc/s72-c/chaos_coil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4099311161045736671</id><published>2010-08-07T01:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T01:21:49.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>today is a strange day</title><content type='html'>i felt alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4099311161045736671?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4099311161045736671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4099311161045736671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4099311161045736671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4099311161045736671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-is-strange-day.html' title='today is a strange day'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4376100598069314955</id><published>2010-07-17T04:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T04:06:28.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>┌П┐(◒_◒)┌П┐</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4415069994_6d3c3ba2a3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 960px; height: 1200px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4415069994_6d3c3ba2a3_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out LARRY CARLSON!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://larrycarlson.com/astronomica/index.html&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4376100598069314955?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4376100598069314955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4376100598069314955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4376100598069314955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4376100598069314955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='┌П┐(◒_◒)┌П┐'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-2942969940515138954</id><published>2010-05-01T16:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:44:29.068-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>"The intent of old mythologies to integrate the individual into his group, to imprint on his mind the ideals of that group, to fashion him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;according to one or another orthodox stereotype, and to convert him thus into an absolutely dependable cliché, has become assumed in the modern world by an increasingly officious array of ostensibly permissive, but actually coercive, demythologized secular institutions. A new anxiety in relation to this development is now becoming evident, however, for with this increase, on one hand, of our efficiencies in mass indoctrination and, on the other, of our uniquely modern Occidental interest in the fostering of authentic individuals, there is dawning upon many a new and painful realization of the depth to which the imprints, stereotypes, and archetypes of the social sphere determined our personal sentiments, deeds, thoughts, and even capacities for experience."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;¬Joseph Campbell &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/7755902404344489881-2942969940515138954?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2942969940515138954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=2942969940515138954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2942969940515138954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2942969940515138954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2010/05/intent-of-old-mythologies-to-integrate.html' title='&quot;The intent of old mythologies to integrate the individual into his group, to imprint on his mind the ideals of that group, to fashion him'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-8556985985841420273</id><published>2010-04-29T22:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T01:24:41.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>half of me is gone</title><content type='html'>the lonesome part is left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot find the other half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i cannot find the other half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;there is a band called dredg that have this record called el cielo. it's fucking awesome, listen to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-8556985985841420273?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-5129991318699029771</id><published>2010-04-17T23:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T17:07:14.074-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>intelligence = self teaching</title><content type='html'>1.) Intelligence is Self Teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Intelligence is Self Referring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Intelligence is Self Transcending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.realitysandwich.com/intelligence_self_teaching"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/S8qOUoc1q8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Qa3Bhy5A0j4/s320/Intelligence+Is+Self+Teaching2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461333983247051714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-5129991318699029771?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5129991318699029771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=5129991318699029771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5129991318699029771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5129991318699029771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2010/04/intelligence-is-self-teaching.html' title='intelligence = self teaching'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/S8qOUoc1q8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Qa3Bhy5A0j4/s72-c/Intelligence+Is+Self+Teaching2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4185799612327078596</id><published>2010-04-17T02:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:45:12.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jack herer died :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4185799612327078596?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4185799612327078596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4185799612327078596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4185799612327078596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4185799612327078596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2010/04/jack-herer-died.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-3454033765916154015</id><published>2010-04-08T02:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T02:39:29.538-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>old friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/S72IHHr8C3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/mSZhGZ5uL-U/s1600/pedopope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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I was psyched. I had a feeling of euphoria. I was zeroed in on the (catcher's) glove, but I didn't hit the glove too much. I remember hitting a couple of batters and the bases were loaded two or three times. The ball was small sometimes, the ball was large sometimes, sometimes I saw the catcher, sometimes I didn't. Sometimes I tried to stare the hitter down and throw while I was looking at him. I chewed my gum until it turned to powder. I started having a crazy idea in the fourth inning that Richard Nixon was the home plate umpire, and once I thought I was pitching a baseball to Jimi Hendrix, who to me was holding a guitar and swinging it over the plate. They say I had about three to four fielding chances. I remember diving out of the way of a ball I thought was a line drive. I jumped, but the ball wasn't hit hard and never reached me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he pulled a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doc_Ellis"&gt;no-hitter!&lt;/a&gt; this guy makes us all underachievers. also, it's cool you can write his name as Ellis, D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://facemelter.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/dock-735124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4284216237558484156?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4284216237558484156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4284216237558484156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4284216237558484156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4284216237558484156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-said-you-cant-be-active-while.html' title='who said you can&apos;t be active while tripping?'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-3963397151438444470</id><published>2010-04-05T13:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:42:00.644-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>the source of modern alienation</title><content type='html'>"When, for the first time, a nine-year-old barefoot boy and a wild crawfish encounter each other by surprise in a cold spring creek, there is nothing like it in the world. The boy's life is changed. And if he explores this watery world and the woods that surround it for the length of a long summer, he will have taken the whole ancient biosphere into his soul, never to be forgotten. The imprint is for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;But if those imprintable years are allowed to pass for a boy or girl with only vicarious, mediated experience of nature, it is likely that as adults they will never be able to understand why a mountain forest is anything more than a pretty scene for a postcard or potential boardfeet or pulpwood for the commodities market." Tyrone Cashman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-3963397151438444470?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3963397151438444470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=3963397151438444470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/3963397151438444470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/3963397151438444470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2010/04/source-of-modern-alienation.html' title='the source of modern alienation'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-3605009221184468359</id><published>2010-04-05T02:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T03:53:35.060-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='?'/><title type='text'>is there really an exit?</title><content type='html'>i have been told it is not weird that i feel i miss myself. i have read it is not anomalous to want to be alone. there is a gap between me and my fellow, i do not know where it starts but i know it must have an end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4983311446565364244</id><published>2010-04-05T02:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:12:37.506-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'>sadhus</title><content type='html'>Regarding sadhus, according to the Indian ashram system a human life consists of four phases. The first is student life (brahmacarya), roughly up to the age of 25. Student life consists of learning practical skills and basic spiritual philosophy. The second stage however is householder life (grihastha), which consists of taking financial and emotional responsibility for a family. Only after 25 years (or more) of that does a person renounce practical responsibilities to become a pilgrim and forest dweller (vanaprastha), with the final 25 years dedicated to full time spiritual life as a "world renouncer" (sannyasi)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4983311446565364244?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4983311446565364244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4983311446565364244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4983311446565364244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-8788372820347455412</id><published>2010-03-08T03:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:16:13.580-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Objectivity and subjectivity were traps that people fell        into. I prefer the terms "insanity" and "outsanity." Insanity is your life        inside yourself. It's very private and you don't allow anybody in there        because it's so crazy. Every so often I find somebody that I can talk to        about it. When you go into the isolation tank outsanity is gone. Now,        outsanity is what we're doing now, it's exchanging thoughts and so on. I'm        not talking about my insanity and you're not talking about yours. Now, if        our insanities overlap then we can be friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;a href="http://deoxy.org/lilly.htm"&gt;Dr Lilly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-8788372820347455412?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8788372820347455412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=8788372820347455412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8788372820347455412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8788372820347455412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2010/03/objectivity-and-subjectivity-were-traps.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4558354062779993415</id><published>2009-11-29T15:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:13:37.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the SILENT HILL games should have an option to, once you have beaten the game, allow you to re-play the whole thing but choosing your playing character or avatar; like normal hero, normal hero with costume, and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the bad guys&lt;/span&gt;. You could play with a nurse. Or one of those knife-wielding kids from hell. Think about playing with that ghostmonster of the two little kids, you know, the big, ragged, two-headed, sudden-jumping bastard of SH4. Of course, you could unlock PH but only after a special requisite. IT'S OUT THERE, PLESE GOD ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i found it :) (click pic for awesomeness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/SxLdrKZ9xoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bvdFRTiqCy0/s1600/Silent-Hill-4-silent-hill-6315652-912-1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/SxLdrKZ9xoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bvdFRTiqCy0/s200/Silent-Hill-4-silent-hill-6315652-912-1280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409629836022761090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4558354062779993415?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4558354062779993415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4558354062779993415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4558354062779993415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4558354062779993415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2009/11/silent-hill-games-should-have-option-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/SxLdrKZ9xoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bvdFRTiqCy0/s72-c/Silent-Hill-4-silent-hill-6315652-912-1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-496156422262008937</id><published>2009-10-31T21:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:16:13.580-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>in-toxic-ating energy</title><content type='html'>"The beast of prey seizes hold of him and soon makes him forget that he is a human being. His animal affects hamper any reflection that might stand in the way of his infantile wish-fulfillments, filling him instead with a feeling of a new-won right to existence and intoxicating him with the lust for booty and blood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realitysandwich.com/are_we_possessed"&gt;~&lt;/a&gt;C. G. Jung.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-496156422262008937?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/496156422262008937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=496156422262008937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/496156422262008937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/496156422262008937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-toxic-ating-energy.html' title='in-toxic-ating energy'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-6059215306583317998</id><published>2009-06-30T17:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:14:28.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GEOMETRY = FROZEN MUSIC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-6059215306583317998?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6059215306583317998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=6059215306583317998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6059215306583317998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6059215306583317998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2009/06/geometry-frozen-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-3242874999436418729</id><published>2009-04-11T16:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:14:28.157-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I am alone, I am perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-3242874999436418729?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3242874999436418729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=3242874999436418729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/3242874999436418729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/3242874999436418729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-i-am-alone-i-am-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-1416265121484282643</id><published>2009-03-26T20:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T06:33:11.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this dream i had 2 years ago</title><content type='html'>was one of my first documented semi lucid dreams. I remember a transition, from this very complicated and long game-like dream were Simpson's characters had to sort their way through a labyrinthine haunted house full of apparitions and monsters. Milhouse got killed by floating knives that came trough a paint. I survived as Lisa and exited the dream somehow, acquiring more lucidity and becoming my usual self again. This all happened while walking out of a house inhabited with what felt like family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt dumbfounded after considering all that had happened in the haunted house and how I was just in another place. While thinking this I let my body afloat as I have done in several dreams (it's like slowly reducing your own weight to be able to fly slowly) and I noticed how every detail seemed so beautiful, reflecting the moon on the pavement. I raised my perspective and I could see big, full-of-leaves trees that were just amazing. The details were impressive, I could see dew in the leaves and branches that were also moved by the wind. I raised my perspective further and saw, were I expected the moon to be, this magnificent arrangement of stars in some kind of great symbol. It appeared as a weird elegant character I could not recognize adjacent to a sort of feather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-1416265121484282643?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1416265121484282643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=1416265121484282643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/1416265121484282643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/1416265121484282643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-dream-i-had-3-years-ago.html' title='this dream i had 2 years ago'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-8501710462211242427</id><published>2009-01-15T23:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:14:00.392-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Why the url changed</title><content type='html'>It was faux stupid and incorrect latin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-8501710462211242427?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8501710462211242427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=8501710462211242427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8501710462211242427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8501710462211242427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-url-changed.html' title='Why the url changed'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-3489056099144704483</id><published>2008-10-17T21:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T06:31:28.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I would ask Gabriel García Márquez</title><content type='html'>I would ask Gabriel García Márquez about how does he feel about the fact that he looks like an Armenian and the Armenian flag is, amusingly, the Colombian flag inverted :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-3489056099144704483?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3489056099144704483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=3489056099144704483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/3489056099144704483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/3489056099144704483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-i-would-ask-gabriel-garca-mrquez.html' title='What I would ask Gabriel García Márquez'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-2666522172067215295</id><published>2008-09-06T22:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:43:05.863-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;“The older we get, the more likely we are to experience these moments of ‘cognitive dissonance,’ when self-image and reality contradict each other.  Though this conflict is uncomfortable, it is a clear window into the place where we are clinging, and where we need to pay attention.  Just as physical pain alerts us to trouble in the body, mental pain alerts us to where we need to be more conscious.  In other words, our frustrations, anger, delusions, and so on become our greatest helpers in freeing ourselves from suffering.  They point to where the Ego is trapped, and remind us to begin to shift our identity to the Soul level.  They show where we are resisting change, where we are time-bound, and where we need to grow beyond past conditioning.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;~ Ram Dass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-2666522172067215295?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2666522172067215295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=2666522172067215295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2666522172067215295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2666522172067215295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/older-we-get-more-likely-we-are-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4425926816153165560</id><published>2008-09-06T22:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:24:34.570-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we truly hate what’s happening, our instinct is to flee from it like a house on fire.  But if we can learn to turn around and enter that fire, to let it burn all our resistance away, then we find ourselves arising from the ashes with a new sense of power and freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Raphael Cushnir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4425926816153165560?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4425926816153165560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4425926816153165560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4425926816153165560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4425926816153165560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-we-truly-hate-whats-happening-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7141121311033771229</id><published>2008-08-23T18:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:26:35.911-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>You realize</title><content type='html'>You realize how much you know someone when you picture said person in some situation and you can clearly see the expressions on his/her face. And you are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; it's the face they would indeed have if such situation occurred in real life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7141121311033771229?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7141121311033771229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7141121311033771229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7141121311033771229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7141121311033771229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-realize.html' title='You realize'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7224669259042856687</id><published>2008-08-01T12:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:49:16.003-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What does the thinker think he thinks about thinking?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7224669259042856687?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7224669259042856687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7224669259042856687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7224669259042856687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7224669259042856687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-does-thinker-think-he-thinks-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-3019175491148287432</id><published>2008-07-27T13:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:49:16.003-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to be with a person that does not want or feel the need to be with anybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, if you realize that you can be at ease completely by yourself, then you'll be at ease with anybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-3019175491148287432?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-8316015341137167410</id><published>2008-07-15T22:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:40:54.404-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I believe that every human in the world has every possible human characteristic available at all times waiting to make it to surface level. Emotional characteristics. Hate, love and the whole spectrum in between. In this way, you, me, and everyone else has every facet of the ugly rainbow of humanity at their disposal; at different levels, because everyone is tuned up differently. When it gets really dangerous is when the Patrick Bateman inside takes consciousness and starts fucking everything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/SH1vaMAtG8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/qJoP76Rho2k/s1600-h/bateman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/SH1vaMAtG8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/qJoP76Rho2k/s400/bateman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223453638511107010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-8316015341137167410?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8316015341137167410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/SH1vaMAtG8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/qJoP76Rho2k/s72-c/bateman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-6460638248399558617</id><published>2008-06-28T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:49:40.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='?'/><title type='text'>TODAY</title><content type='html'>I hereby declare that nothing happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-6460638248399558617?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6460638248399558617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=6460638248399558617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6460638248399558617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6460638248399558617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/today.html' title='TODAY'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-2497241442118670538</id><published>2008-06-10T19:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:49:40.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What do newborns dream about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-2497241442118670538?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2497241442118670538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=2497241442118670538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2497241442118670538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2497241442118670538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-do-newborns-dream-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-5205226150234844221</id><published>2008-05-27T23:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:49:16.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got my Japanese groove back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-5205226150234844221?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5205226150234844221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=5205226150234844221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5205226150234844221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5205226150234844221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-got-my-japanese-groove-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-8386983575853719385</id><published>2008-05-24T13:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:49:16.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are not perfect machine. Such thing does not exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-8386983575853719385?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8386983575853719385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=8386983575853719385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8386983575853719385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8386983575853719385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-are-not-perfect-machine.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-5736909680248013748</id><published>2008-05-19T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:51:04.797-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;A herd of zebras scattering to avoid a predator will also represent to that predator a confused mass of vertical stripes travelling in multiple directions making it difficult for the predator to track an individual visually as it separates from its herdmates, although biologists have never observed lions appearing confused by zebra stripes.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny? In my wikipedia?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-5736909680248013748?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5736909680248013748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=5736909680248013748&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5736909680248013748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5736909680248013748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/05/herd-of-zebras-scattering-to-avoid.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-6697124814437378356</id><published>2008-03-30T16:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:50:52.950-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>Fix your broken links</title><content type='html'>with the help of evil overlord, Xenu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://home.snafu.de/tilman/xenulink.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-6697124814437378356?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6697124814437378356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=6697124814437378356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6697124814437378356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6697124814437378356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/03/fix-your-broken-links.html' title='Fix your broken links'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4312144816733441744</id><published>2008-03-29T23:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:50:31.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happiness&lt;/span&gt; is doing what you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think you should be doing&lt;/span&gt;, at the time you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think you should be doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;Φιλιππος&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4312144816733441744?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4312144816733441744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4312144816733441744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4312144816733441744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4312144816733441744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/03/happiness-is-doing-what-you-think-you.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7089763727459640183</id><published>2008-02-17T22:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:25:52.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>what the hell, I'm adding quotes by me also.</title><content type='html'>Suffering is underrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;Φιλιππος&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7089763727459640183?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7089763727459640183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7089763727459640183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7089763727459640183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7089763727459640183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-hell-im-adding-quotes-by-me-also.html' title='what the hell, I&apos;m adding quotes by me also.'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-301778337287672018</id><published>2008-02-17T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:21:33.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some                years ago I myself made some observations on this aspect of nitrous                oxide intoxication, and reported them in print. One conclusion was                forced upon my mind at that time, and my impression of its truth                has ever since remained unshaken. It is that our normal waking consciousness,                rational consciousness as we call it, is but one special type of                consciousness, whilst all about it, parted from it by the filmiest                of screens, there lie potential forms of consciousness entirely                different. We may go through life without suspecting their existence;                but apply the requisite stimulus, and at a touch they are there                in all their completeness, definite types of mentality which probably                somewhere have their field of application and adaptation. No account                of the universe in its totality can be final which leaves these                other forms of consciousness quite discarded. How to regard them                is the question—for they are so discontinuous with ordinary                consciousness. Yet they may determine attitudes, though they cannot                furnish formulas, and open a region, though they fail to give a                map. At any rate, they forbid a premature closing of our accounts                with reality."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;—-                William James&lt;/strong&gt;&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/7755902404344489881-301778337287672018?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/301778337287672018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=301778337287672018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/301778337287672018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/301778337287672018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-years-ago-i-myself-made-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7161440838895773401</id><published>2008-02-04T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:23:00.346-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Did you know this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a linkindex="27" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dogs" title="Dogs"&gt;Dogs&lt;/a&gt; often adopt orphaned &lt;a linkindex="28" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cats" title="Cats"&gt;cats&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a linkindex="29" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Squirrels" title="Squirrels"&gt;squirrels&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a linkindex="30" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ducks" title="Ducks"&gt;ducks&lt;/a&gt; and even &lt;a linkindex="31" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tigers" title="Tigers"&gt;tigers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="33" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dolphin" title="Dolphin"&gt;Dolphins&lt;/a&gt; support sick or injured animals, swimming under them for hours at a time and pushing them to the surface so they can breathe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a linkindex="35" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wolf" title="Wolf"&gt;Wolves&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a set="yes" linkindex="36" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dog" title="Dog"&gt;wild dogs&lt;/a&gt; bring meat back to members of the pack not present at the kill.&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since January 2008" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Male &lt;a linkindex="38" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baboon" title="Baboon"&gt;baboons&lt;/a&gt; threaten predators and cover the rear as the troop retreats.&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since January 2008" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a linkindex="40" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gibbon" title="Gibbon"&gt;Gibbons&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a linkindex="41" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chimpanzee" title="Chimpanzee"&gt;chimpanzees&lt;/a&gt; with food will, in response to a gesture, share their food with others of the group.&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since January 2008" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a linkindex="43" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bonobo" title="Bonobo"&gt;Bonobos&lt;/a&gt; have been observed aiding injured or handicapped bonobos.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;According to the research of Gerald Wilkinson, &lt;a linkindex="45" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vampire_bat" title="Vampire bat"&gt;vampire bats&lt;/a&gt; have a "&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="46" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buddy_system" title="Buddy system"&gt;buddy system&lt;/a&gt;" in which a bat who has had a successful night of feeding will regurgitate blood for its less fortunate companion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In numerous bird species, a breeding pair receives help in raising its young from other "helper" birds, who protect the nest from predators and help to feed the fledglings.&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since January 2008" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most mammal carnivores like wolves or dogs have a habit of not harming pack members below certain age, of opposite sex or in surrendering position (in case of some animals, the behavior exists within entire species rather than one pack).&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since January 2008" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="50" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vervet_Monkey" title="Vervet Monkey"&gt;Vervet Monkeys&lt;/a&gt; give alarm calls to warn fellow monkeys of the presence of predators, even though in doing so they attract attention to themselves, increasing their personal chance of being attacked.&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since January 2008" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a linkindex="52" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walrus" title="Walrus"&gt;Walruses&lt;/a&gt; have been seen adopting orphans who lost their parents to predators.&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since January 2008" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7161440838895773401?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7161440838895773401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7161440838895773401&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7161440838895773401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7161440838895773401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/did-you-know-this.html' title='Did you know this?'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7817042879672125953</id><published>2008-01-31T13:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T13:12:04.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>There are no passengers on spaceship earth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We are all crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Marshall McLuhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7817042879672125953?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7817042879672125953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7817042879672125953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7817042879672125953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7817042879672125953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2008/01/there-are-no-passengers-on-spaceship.html' title='There are no passengers on spaceship earth.'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-9069137118915685758</id><published>2007-12-10T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:23:00.347-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>I have a dream journal</title><content type='html'>well I'm starting recording dreams again but this time somewhere else so it's not 10 dreams and 2 posts in between...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a peek at my subconscious here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="linkification-ext" href="http://www.dreamjournal.net/index.cfm?do=getjournal&amp;amp;username=psychoneironaut" title="Linkification: http://www.dreamjournal.net/index.cfm?do=getjournal&amp;amp;username=psychoneironaut"&gt;http://www.dreamjournal.net/index.cfm?do=getjournal&amp;amp;username=psychoneironaut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-9069137118915685758?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/9069137118915685758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=9069137118915685758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/9069137118915685758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/9069137118915685758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-have-dream-journal.html' title='I have a dream journal'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-2893153169686115002</id><published>2007-12-10T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:40:54.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Chávez is Bison</title><content type='html'>Compare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/R123rch8JBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fZnToUEfT-s/s1600-h/vgl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RuyOZUvuLII/AAAAAAAAACU/tzoA1ZVGfkQ/s320/ohshit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110616242875411586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think all those philosopher guys have this same view of the world, you know? I think all those wise bearded guys that seem to know everything and have witty-snappy responses to everything actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; deciphered the world and hence their inner peace and characteristic wise-ass stance. Sometimes I feel like they do this on purpose. They know the fundamental paradox of our existence but aren't troubled with it's paradoxical nature. They know we must create a sort of story to rationalize our own existence and actually propose stories of their own. They know and accept the possibility that all of the possibilities are true. Every one of them is right because it really doesn't matter. The explanation of the universe? it just is. It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;itness&lt;/span&gt; itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think those ancient wise Greek dudes in Athens were just challenging each other to see who could come up with the most fucked up story of how the world came to be. Think about it. There were even some Captain Planet-like dudes there, each one advocating an element as the origin of all things; Thales with water, Anaximenes with air, Heraclitus with fire and of course Anaximander with his esoteric "apeiron" (earth?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can't we come up too with our own fabricated weird views of the world? Don't we actually make these stories as to why we are what we are? Aren't we all then philosophers too? Yes, yes, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of daily human experiences and thinking about other people's view of the world I have realized that everyone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; to come up while growing up with some story that recapitulates how he/she exists. Think about it. You have to have some sort of chronological montage of your perceptions so far experienced. It's a very personal issue. Very instinct-like, non verbal, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;felt&lt;/span&gt;, made when we are just beginning to grasp this weird universe we realized are in in our infancy. It's imprinted from very early, and we all&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even people who don't subscribe to a particular way of thought do it. Maybe they don't read a book about it but they separate right from wrong and somehow acknowledge some universal mystical balance. When we go through shitty times we always wonder if it's something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we &lt;/span&gt;have done; if you don't, well, maybe you should. This should remind you of cosmical balance aka karma. I'm not stating anything new here, folks. Even the buddhist guys did not invent karma, the concept can be traced centuries before, in Indian Vedic texts. You think I'm making this up? Time to read some &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Upanishads"&gt;Upanishads&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do the exercise you realize that all we can prove is that we think, and therefore, we are/exist --(thanks, René). Our consciousness &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;, right now, am reflecting about it. Do it, is fun. Our consciousness is our meta-self. No other being in this planet we inhabit seems to be aware of this. Or are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does a dog knows he is a dog? does a tree acknowledge the fact that he is this woody thing that grows leaves and needs CO&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; and sunlight and all that? Well, they DO, certainly, because the little plant in the dark corner tilts a bit to the light source in search for needed energy. But the little plant doesn't seem, at least to us, to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;decide &lt;/span&gt;this sort of things. Maybe it doesn't reflect in real time? Ah, enter free will. Why are these monkeys doing such a noisy rabble, what are they up to. The bottom line is that, as of now, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no one really knows for sure why&lt;/span&gt;. But sure it's fun to argue about! So instead of discussing about this ubiquitous life force they just agree in their disagreeance and spend their times joking about it and having a good time. Philosophizing. And why not? the bottom bottom line is that almost everyone has got their story and history and has come to terms to their own existence, however twisted or different they could be. Those who do not are trapped in perpetual self-arguing and troublesome life experience in general. So why not just accept it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think there's certain people who realize all this and use it in their favor. What? I'm getting on to something here. Maybe if one of those philosophical dudes could get enough people to believe their story... Mmm. Maybe if a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lot&lt;/span&gt; of people actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; his crap he could use it to his advantage. Maybe he becomes something of a leader of the unknown, holder of the answers to the quintessential question of existence for the ones that buy it. What if this evil Socrates sells it so good that a LOT of people actually buy it and follow him around like sheep doing what he says and even asking for more? Mmmm. Interesting, isn't it? What are you thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RuySsEvuLJI/AAAAAAAAACc/jtdZ4LRaahA/s1600-h/congregation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RuySsEvuLJI/AAAAAAAAACc/jtdZ4LRaahA/s320/congregation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110620963044469906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not pointing fingers here but there's a lot of gullible people out there. And there's always those who seem to be just waiting for opportunities to profit of other people's gullibility. I'm sure you know someone like that. The thing is everyone, all of us, need to have at least some vague answer to this omnipresent mystery. If you feel like getting on your friends nerves you can do experiments and ask them. A lot of people become defensive, like you're somehow threatening them or something; it's really weird if you think about it. Go ahead, ask your mom. Such an important matter and people just don't want to talk about it. ASK YOURSELF. The majority will say something like they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; believe in the imposed magical spirit of their determinate region despite almost never actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt; something about it, like going to the local house of worship or praying or something. These "passive hypocrites" are generally good guys who just go with the flow and just accept things; maybe YOU are one of them, we all kind of do it when we're kids and with other affairs, the problem is that this kind of guys are the majority and maybe that's why some people can impose their realities on other people and evil Socrates gets his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there's the type who never thinks about it and, well, just do not give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What reality tunnel do you follow? are you a believer of magical men in flying clouds? perhaps bearded men with &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Ruyl5kvuLLI/AAAAAAAAACs/rrOKJQyCvcw/s1600-h/b_jesus_nazareth.jpg"&gt;deep, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Ruyl5kvuLLI/AAAAAAAAACs/rrOKJQyCvcw/s1600-h/b_jesus_nazareth.jpg"&gt;sexy eyes&lt;/a&gt;? maybe you are one of those guys who is very organized about it and follow the teachings of a magical leader? that maybe wears &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RuymT0vuLMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DaPjeFNt_xE/s1600-h/Pope+Benedict+XVI.jpg"&gt;funny hats&lt;/a&gt;? hey! you should've seen that one coming. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Ruymg0vuLNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ujq0FvfNlIo/s1600-h/knPOPE_wideweb__470x367,0.jpg"&gt;Snap&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your deity cannot be reproduced in such mundane form such as a piece of paper. Or rather, it not only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; be represented, but also look &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RuypDkvuLPI/AAAAAAAAADM/2keNBzyVwx8/s1600-h/vishnu.jpg"&gt;very cool&lt;/a&gt; while doing so. You can have some really beautiful statues too. (click pics for hi-res)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RuyrYUvuLQI/AAAAAAAAADU/v8uOGZ28xoU/s1600-h/Lord+Shiva+%28india%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RuyrYUvuLQI/AAAAAAAAADU/v8uOGZ28xoU/s320/Lord+Shiva+%28india%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110648111532748034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe you feel inspired by some &lt;a href="http://www.rotten.com/library/bio/religion/Buddha/"&gt;enlightened guy&lt;/a&gt;. All in all I prefer the &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RuysF0vuLRI/AAAAAAAAADc/jmnBPGpQrhk/s1600-h/Buddhism.jpg"&gt;chilled statues&lt;/a&gt; from east over &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Sh0cV4MDhCI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/dFhyS7r4Vi8/s1600-h/morbid.jpg"&gt;creepy west ones&lt;/a&gt;. Have I hit the one you're stuck with yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just don't give a shit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is perfectly fine because if you've been paying attention, no myth ultimately discredits another. Just subjective realities. It's all there is. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RuywCUvuLSI/AAAAAAAAADk/Owb8Qufsz8E/s1600-h/800px-Trekkies_at_baycon_2003.jpg"&gt;Independently of what you believe&lt;/a&gt;, either if you are &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RuyxAUvuLTI/AAAAAAAAADs/17jf__53FGg/s1600-h/very_poignant.jpg"&gt;pretty poignant&lt;/a&gt; about it, or really don't even think about it, and never question your own reality, you have some notion of right/wrongness. In all works of fiction, good fiction that is, there needs to be the good side and bad side, otherwise the fictional world wouldn't be credible, the first matrix was happy and fun but we didn't buy it. So we realize that there's a struggle of people imposing their own reality on everyone else. The more you think about it the weirder it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart people who call religion fables that sheeple like to follow have their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;science&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, folks, now we made it. This one time we have a good method. We can build nice things. We are on the right track finally. We made some rules so we don't have bias. We do things considering all options so we can make the best decision given the circumstance. But, hey, let's not jump into conclusions, we're being philosophical here. Do governments apply the scientific method? ponder that for a while. Do your personal authority or local organized dominator follow scientific rigor? who or what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;your authority, now that we are on the subject? Is it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;out &lt;/span&gt;of your head? Maybe in the labs and on paper things look nice but in reality things are a little off. By a little off I mean FUCKED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that no one actually knows what the fuck is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DlVwnsWwLRQ"&gt;gravity&lt;/a&gt; all about? We can model equations of how it happens and you can probably find the time it takes for a banana-shaped dong to get from the top of your house to your sister's head, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; it happens? Not even asking the more complex &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; but the mere &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt;. If you look it up (&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2003/11/11/science/11GRAV.html?ex=1383886800&amp;amp;en=1a599857cdfac01e&amp;amp;ei=5007&amp;amp;partner=USERLAND"&gt;no, I'm not getting this out of my ass&lt;/a&gt;) you start reading weird sci-fi-like things like space-time continuum and dark matter. It gets weirder. Multi-dimensions kind of weird. And I'm not even getting into crazy quantum hokus pokus territory here that no one understands (worry not, I won't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which reality do you subscribe to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it prepackaged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or you made it yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone made one and you liked it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you read it somewhere maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about this sometimes and you should too, sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-5154962227623938344?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5154962227623938344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=5154962227623938344&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5154962227623938344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5154962227623938344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/12/sometimes-ii-philosophy-101.html' title='sometimes ii (Philosophy 101)'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RuyOZUvuLII/AAAAAAAAACU/tzoA1ZVGfkQ/s72-c/ohshit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7045342288746885056</id><published>2007-12-01T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:59:14.212-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>C A T S</title><content type='html'>On average, cats sleep about 16 hours a day, which equates to about two-thirds of their life. In fact, cats get more sleep than virtually any other animal, about twice as much as most mammals. Thus, sleeping is simply a normal behavior for cats. Just how much a particular cat will sleep, however, can depend upon many factors, including their age, their degree of hunger, their sense of security, the temperature and the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that. Cats spend two thirds of their life in sleep, in REM sleep, dreaming, tripping, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder why they were sacred in ancient Egypt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7045342288746885056?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7045342288746885056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7045342288746885056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7045342288746885056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7045342288746885056'/><link 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204);"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Scenes From a Memory?&lt;/span&gt; the riff it's there! and also, check out Animate-Inanimate, from Petrucci's solo album, there's a tune that reminds me of it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone hear the same?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-6870765684602356407?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6870765684602356407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=6870765684602356407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6870765684602356407'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In Dr. Leary's words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why you should smoke cannabis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fun, sensuous enjoyment, esthetic pleasure, interpersonal closeness,     pure experience.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;y&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;u s&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Increased personal power, intellectual understanding, sharpened     insight into self and culture, improvement of life situation,     accelerated learning, professional growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a notebook ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-3008178982380563862?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-3177826188883303355</id><published>2007-11-18T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:57:33.579-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'>Start growing</title><content type='html'>Plant marijuana, save the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.azarius.net/news/178/Cannabis_fields_against_climate_change/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-3177826188883303355?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3177826188883303355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-2445406334121823875</id><published>2007-11-15T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:57:33.579-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'>http://thepiratebay.org/tor/3884742/RealityPortal-TheMovie.avi</title><content type='html'>WATCH THIS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-2445406334121823875?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2445406334121823875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-5080418180547413703</id><published>2007-11-15T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:57:33.580-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'>http://www.virusmyth.net/aids/</title><content type='html'>If you get a test and come of HIV positive, then, you have done it, you're fucked. LIES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-5080418180547413703?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5080418180547413703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=5080418180547413703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5080418180547413703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5080418180547413703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/11/httpwwwvirusmythnetaids.html' title='http://www.virusmyth.net/aids/'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7894079894335467032</id><published>2007-11-13T11:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T16:00:45.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'>childhood memory</title><content type='html'>In my younger, purer form (I remembered this while reading &lt;a href="http://deoxy.org/watts.htm"&gt;Alan Watts&lt;/a&gt;) I used to think that when one died life just carried on on different eyes without "me" remembering a thing. Now I realize it is very wise! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7894079894335467032?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7894079894335467032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7894079894335467032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7894079894335467032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7894079894335467032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/11/childhood-memory.html' title='childhood memory'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7422572642794201194</id><published>2007-11-02T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:56:05.738-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='?'/><title type='text'>BEHOLD: READ: WRITTEN ART.</title><content type='html'>Blurring of words flabbergasted insanity --inside your own skull; torrents of pristine dust. And sacrilege through closed doors, I'm tunned, are YoU? like me, you can too, you just need lo lay of your old taboos, listen to me, young, brave man, the world is at your  feet, if so you command; get ready for bed but before rememBER: that's the only place you'll ever bet,  *feels more real inside your head* Are those unspeakable, remarkable and injufizzitedd with doble oreos things that NOBODY else would assume ever was/were?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7422572642794201194?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7422572642794201194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7422572642794201194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7422572642794201194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7422572642794201194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/11/behold-read-written-art.html' title='BEHOLD: READ: WRITTEN ART.'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-2936610224319077379</id><published>2007-10-30T10:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:54:57.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Dear right hemisphere dream journal:</title><content type='html'>I have recently been waking up every morning, very early. Perhaps I've been reading too much about WBTB? I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; like it's around the same time but I can't confirm, never looked the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that happened yesterday I awoke from being in some kind of jungle, but it was a setup, like some sort of filming or reality show, whatever, I was paying attention to this giant snake that became my friend :) Also there was this guy that knew everything about the nature and stuff but I don't remember who... perhaps Bear Grylls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waking and going back to dream world I entered this really short weird scenario. I was in my kitchen with my little sister and a cousin and read this 2 times: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had liquid THC in my fridge&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know why, how, or whatever but that's one of the coolest things I've dreamed so far. I poured it into rice :D and sat to watch a match of football between Argentina and Chile (?) but I didn't get to eat it because my alarm went off. Dawn that would've been my fist dream high :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-2936610224319077379?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2936610224319077379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=2936610224319077379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2936610224319077379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2936610224319077379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/dear-right-hemisphere-dream-journal.html' title='Dear &lt;s&gt;right hemisphere&lt;/s&gt; dream journal:'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-8439251920128871330</id><published>2007-10-29T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:54:57.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>my bed fucking melted (2)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I experienced the same. It's VERY odd and it's something you just can't relate to a beforehand experience becasue I actually FEEL like I'm falling out of my body. I know it's all in my head.... but it just fucking feels like I'm slipping out and the feeling is very spooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even weirder, yesterday wasn't just like falling "down", I actually changed my position (instead of facing upwards) so I "fell" diagonally down and to my back x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never went lucid and my dreams seemed less vivid strangely, but I do remember them. One was about a friend explaining to me something like why one's more comfortable with a girl given you know for some reason you are not fucking her. Like a friend's girlfriend. Funny because in the dream said girl was actually this girl I know which I basically feel that way which, so I'm more relaxed and open with her than otherwise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one is foggier, I just kind of remember this tricky animal that in a some sort of story with a lesson kind of way, tricked the other animals so he could eat them... I think it was a snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend I'll have a more serious approach to WILDing, I'll WBTB spending like 10-15 minutes out of it after having 5 hours of sleep; I guess I could come here and post something to pass the time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-8439251920128871330?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8439251920128871330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=8439251920128871330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8439251920128871330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8439251920128871330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-bed-fucking-melted-2.html' title='my bed fucking melted (2)'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-2544794916006158429</id><published>2007-10-28T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:54:57.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>my bed fucking melted</title><content type='html'>http://www.dreamviews.com/community/showthread.php?p=566701#post566701&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-2544794916006158429?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2544794916006158429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=2544794916006158429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2544794916006158429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2544794916006158429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-bed-fucking-melted.html' title='my bed fucking melted'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-2897799160396599412</id><published>2007-10-27T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:54:57.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's dream was boring... two friends were going to fight in a parking lot but everything ended amicably, I even made chitty chat with the watchman and bought him water. Then I drove one of my friends home... U_U&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-2897799160396599412?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2897799160396599412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=2897799160396599412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2897799160396599412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2897799160396599412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/bleh.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-5681797247778567716</id><published>2007-10-26T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:54:57.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>{o_o}</title><content type='html'>I remember two dreams, in the first I was with a friend watching a movie in USA; in the other I was again in the US of A but with other friends, we stayed at this old lady's house who had this little weird annoying kid and we had to work in a prison by doing some sort of program with the inmates. I remember a lot of details but I'm not in the mood of making a wall'o text and besides, If I keep like this I'd have to release a book or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-5681797247778567716?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5681797247778567716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=5681797247778567716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5681797247778567716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5681797247778567716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/oo.html' title='{o_o}'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7964194542082448239</id><published>2007-10-25T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:52:27.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'>As promised 1 hour ago</title><content type='html'>WATCH THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="linkification-ext" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2ykoJqoIyw" title="Linkification: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2ykoJqoIyw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2ykoJqoIyw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="linkification-ext" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zaj7cBNs7H8" title="Linkification: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zaj7cBNs7H8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zaj7cBNs7H8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="linkification-ext" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dipvzMUOsY" title="Linkification: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dipvzMUOsY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dipvzMUOsY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7964194542082448239?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7964194542082448239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7964194542082448239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7964194542082448239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7964194542082448239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-promised-20-minutes-ago.html' title='As promised 1 hour ago'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-1373618901795642408</id><published>2007-10-25T06:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:08:47.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>This is getting interesting</title><content type='html'>Since I began writing dreams, EVERYDAY I remember what I dream, this is exceptional since before starting this I just remembered like a dream a month, and I presume, becasue they had remarkable concepts... or I just assumed I didn't dream, which is wrong, we always do, and a LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was in a house with this bizarre family and, it was weird becasue the house felt like an uncle's house where I spent vacations years ago but the mom and dad were not my uncle and his wife, they were mostly behinds the scenes arguing and fighting but I could hear them well. I was in the son's room who would be my cousin but he wasn't there (he arrived later) and at the other room was the daughter, who also argued with the parents and... she had this weird condition... this skin condition... in her ass... it was disappointing cause she kind of looked like that girl from that silly movie about a princess and her teen adventures, but I knew it wasn't her, she just resembled her in a way; I knew &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;but didn't realize I was dreaming &gt;:U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow writing this reminds me of other dreams I had where I'm in someone's room and I don't feel I belong there, it's like I'm waiting and I don't touch anything because I'm afraid of breaking something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt just like that, in fact I was peeking through the door very cautiously (that's why I saw the daughter's ass) and there was this time were the dad scolded the girl very harshly (now that I think about it, it was just like a movie about a teen and all that) and it was very uncool, I felt like I shouldn't have been there hearing all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway... the son finally came and he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; look like his real counterpart, he had his personality and came with a friend of his but he contributed nothing at all to the dream. Mmhh, if I lived in Freud's times maybe I'd have gone to his office for some dream analysis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this started the second half of the dream, which was mellower but as much as weird; my dream cousin, he had a console (I can't tell which, irl he has a PS2) and I wanted to test some games (I'd been peeking the room) but we ended up watching tv, watching mexican football, and is was very weird becasue everything was staged, like the plays were scripted for dramatic effects, like wrestling, and the mexican team's star was this chubby guy but still, I didn't go lucid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I remember was my cousin showing me some magazine but I can't tell exactly waht it was about, what I do remember was that at some point he pointed to a woman in one page and he said this was my grandma! (maternal one, so it wasn't his too) and I remember going like mmm no, that's not her (and STILL, no lucid...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to become obsessed with dreams but the good kind of obsession o_O I want to go lucid so bad. At least remembering all this crazy dreams is very interesting and I seem to be getting somewhere becasue I think the pic of my supposed grandma actually send my a kiss (like those Harry Potter pics) so maybe it's a matter of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I realize this blog has become a dream journal and well, did people actually read all my shit? According to Google some did, so those of you expecting to come back here and read some philosophical thingies well, those post take time, which I don't have right now so keep reading my dreams! or not, I really don't care that much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously: I'll post some enlightenment for you, just wait, I have some videos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-1373618901795642408?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1373618901795642408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=1373618901795642408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/1373618901795642408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/1373618901795642408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-getting-interesting.html' title='This is getting interesting'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-5850232077610543513</id><published>2007-10-24T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:34:56.158-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>This dream journal thing is working...</title><content type='html'>Everyone was hearing this guy from Spain that talked about America and the world and things like that, politics; he said he had a talent and that he had to benefit while he could because it wouldn't last long, he was convinced that people run out of their talents or something. He was very eloquent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I listened to this I was dressing, I had matching shirt and short pants, green and blue (funny, I can't remember if it was blue with green stripes or the other way), the weirdest was that when I saw my reflection I saw myself female, it was weird, I saw myself with long hair and everything, but it wasn't like my female equivalent or something like that, it wasn't like that, in fact I could see a very pretty girl, so I gestured in the mirror and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, this was another dream (first time I remember 2 dreams!) I was in some sort of race with friends, it was like cross country, it was fun. Afterwards we would go to this hotel where a family from the "interior" received us and there was a pool and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember even more details but it's foggy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-5850232077610543513?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5850232077610543513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=5850232077610543513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5850232077610543513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5850232077610543513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-dream-journal-thing-is-working.html' title='This dream journal thing is working...'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-774139329796867876</id><published>2007-10-23T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:16:38.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>. . .</title><content type='html'>I had like one of the most detailed and intricate dreams ever but still, no lucid :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was some sort of game in a haunted house with Simpson characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand what they say about the vividness of the dream world, at the end everything went to shit and I escaped, I flew away. I could see the trees very clearly, the leaves were still wet from a rainy night. I looked to the sky and saw some kind of symbol there, like made of stars... maybe I should draw it. I was kind of disappointed because everything ended, Bart was killed and it was just me left, Lisa, although at the end I clearly remember the situation so it was me for all purposes; so I flew to electrical cables and electrocuted myself to waking life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-774139329796867876?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/774139329796867876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=774139329796867876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/774139329796867876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/774139329796867876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_23.html' title='. . .'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-6242171942045391009</id><published>2007-10-22T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:16:33.976-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>&gt;:U</title><content type='html'>Argh I feel frustrated I had such a weird dream but can't remember well! I'll just write what I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;remember anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember why I was doing it but the thing is I had my computer set up in my room in a weird way, the monitor was on a chair and it was in the middle of the room, like if I'd do that in reality my mom would think I'm crazy... but the cool part was that I teletransported myself to a really weird cold place. It was very dark, like in the middle of the Artic or similar, and I wanted to... this is what I don't remember well... ._. I wanted to see or experience something that was under the ice, in the dark waters. I know that what I wanted to do I had done previously somewhere and I had accomplished what I wanted. I started getting upset because I could not do it this time so I started chipping away the ice. I could do it with my feet, I was strong, it seemed easy, I punched too (didn't hurt at all). Ahhh what I wanted to do was possible from the surface but it seems it was easier if I just got down there. Anyway after some good kicking and stomping I broke the ice layer and entered the water, it didn't feel cold or anything, it was very weird. After some moments I finally DID WHAT THE HELL I WAS SUPPOSED TO DO THERE and then, relieved, teletransported back to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm also when I think about it I actually transported to my room and back to the icy place several times, I didn't achieve what I wanted in one go, when going back to my room I thought of how to do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teletransporting felt like I was being stretched longitudinally, I felt taller and thiner and then I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; in my room. It's really weird and frustrating because there was something down there, almost like letters... o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-6242171942045391009?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6242171942045391009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=6242171942045391009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6242171942045391009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6242171942045391009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/u.html' title='&gt;:U'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-6741422513366644097</id><published>2007-10-22T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T18:27:35.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Φιλιππος by day, assasin infiltrator, not unlike ninja, by night</title><content type='html'>In case you don't know I write my dreams because of the dream journal effect and I could care less if you think my dreams are interesting or lame or whatever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night I infiltrated some sort of house, with a small handgun in my left hand (apparently silenced, thought it didn't have one) and a larger, pistol sort of gun in my right hand. I killed a lot of sentries/guardians but it wasn't gritty at all, it felt just like kills in a video game, in fact I don't remember even seeing blood. I don't remember  that much anyway, I did some driving too but it's all foggy... I must write more dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;PS: The dream journal effect is that by writing your own dreams you foment the remembering of said dreams, and it really helps because it's the first advice from experienced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w179/Statement541/Oneironauts1.jpg"&gt;oneironauts &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and I had my first semi lucid dream in short time of using it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-6741422513366644097?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6741422513366644097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=6741422513366644097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6741422513366644097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6741422513366644097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/by-day-assasin-infiltrator-not-unlike.html' title='Φιλιππος by day, assasin infiltrator, not unlike ninja, by night'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4822570534737725756</id><published>2007-10-06T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T11:51:39.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'>fun facts about cannabis</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We have been smoking and using weed for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;thousands of years&lt;/span&gt;; fabrics made of hemp can be traced to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;7000-8000 B.C.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which is also the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;earliest known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; woven fabric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the US of A it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mandatory&lt;/span&gt; for farmers to grow hemp, in fact, between 1763 and 1767 you could be thrown in jail in Virgina for NOT growing some hemp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hemp was used for making clothes, paper and a lot of other textiles things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes, it's possible to make paper out of weed&lt;/span&gt;, in fact, it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cheaper&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;less polluting&lt;/span&gt; than trees, not to mention of course that chopping down trees is not such a good idea since they are basically the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;lungs of the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's illegal because of the personal agenda of greedy and corrupt people like power hungry ignorant bastard &lt;b&gt;Harry J. Anslinger&lt;/b&gt;, who dropped some jewels like &lt;i&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;There are 100,000 total marijuana smokers in the US, and most are Negroes, Hispanics, Filipinos, and entertainers. Their Satanic music, jazz, and swing, result from marijuana use. This marijuana causes white women to seek sexual relations with Negroes, entertainers, and any others."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Marijuana is the most violence-causing drug in the history of mankind." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;which is the equivalent of kicking in the face, repeatedly, any smart person who has actually ever smoked it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;In a calculated campaign, aided with yellow journalism and stupidity, he is responsible for outlawing it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://blogs.salon.com/0002762/stories/2003/12/22/whyIsMarijuanaIllegal.html"&gt;Read more&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parties who endorse the illegality of cannabis and actually &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;make money off of it&lt;/span&gt; (inspired from &lt;a href="http://www.thehempire.com/index.php/cannabis/cannabis_hemp/why_cannabis_is_illegal"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Chemical companies&lt;/span&gt;, like cotton industry, which requires large amounts of chemical      fertiliser and pesticides, unlike cannabis which produces stronger      and more durable fibers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who make &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;plastic&lt;/span&gt;, many plastic products could be made from      natural cannabis without pollution.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Timber industry&lt;/span&gt; - cannabis 'hurds' (the woody bits of stalk)      can be used to make furniture as well as a higher quality paper      than from wood (I already told you this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Tobacco&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;alcohol &lt;/span&gt;industries, who continue to make profit of these highly toxic and addictive substances with the only inconvenience of thousands of people dying because of it. Maybe if people had a better, safest, non-addictive alternative to past their friday nights? Mmh but I guess that wouldn't be so profitable since people can actually grow it themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Pharmaceutical companies&lt;/span&gt; who think they may profit less if ill people      are able to grow their own medicine in preference to their many      dangerous and addictive synthetic drugs which the same people      claim are less effective than cannabis.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The employees of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;criminal justice &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;industry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and supportive      industries, including police, lawyers, barristers, court officials,      prison staff, probation services, drug counselors, forensic scientists,      customs officers and security firms, who may suffer if 100,000      less prosecutions are brought each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;fuel companies&lt;/span&gt; including fossil, nuclear and solar. The      Report of the FCDA Europe - endorsed by Judges, Doctors &amp;amp;      academics - reveals for the first time, the CANNABIS BIOMASS ENERGY      EQUATION, which shows &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;beyond doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that cannabis-derived fuel,      capable of providing almost all of our domestic and industrial      energy requirements as well as running all of our cars without      pollution, is easily a cheaper and safer form of viable energy.      It is the huge oil and nuclear industries which have the main      profit motivations for continued prohibition at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So remember kids, next time you're smoking a joint and someone comes to preach and quote lies and propaganda, literally say "FUCK YOU, I'M SMOKING MY WEED WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT" and proceed to show these and other fun facts. Don't be shy! In fact, print this whole post and shove it down their throat! saying "prohibit THIS, asshole!" But why stop there, make copies and paste them all over your neighborhood! graffiti it all over town!  hey, that's not such a bad idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4822570534737725756?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4822570534737725756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4822570534737725756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4822570534737725756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4822570534737725756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-facts-about-cannabis.html' title='fun facts about cannabis'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-3069395258696942538</id><published>2007-10-04T20:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:40:55.783-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>GREAT SUCCESS!</title><content type='html'>I had a lucid dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not quite because it only lasted seconds but I clearly remember being in the dream world! It was VERY weird, sort of what I had been expecting (which is, nothing comparable to what I could expect), now the weirdness is because it's not like "oh, I'm dreaming", it's much more complicated than that. One isn't 100% sure if one is dreaming or awaken; it's hard to explain because looking back on it, dreams have very goofy things going on but, the thing is, when you are in the dream experiencing it, it does not seem goofy to you, you just take everything for granted, and that's strange, I guess that happens because when dreaming one is not fully conscious, only some little percentage, but the trick (at least for me) is somehow identifying those goofy things and thinking "mm... this is wrong." Well this is what I recall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I remember was being somewhere and this guy I know, he is friend of a friend, was like wearing my fan as a mask! It sounds bizarre but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somehow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that guy was wearing my fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RwWTTXzkoOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fkQshkugsjU/s1600-h/Sell_Metal_Grill.summ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RwWTTXzkoOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fkQshkugsjU/s320/Sell_Metal_Grill.summ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117658512593559778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, just picture some guy's head inside that thing, wearing it like it was no big deal, like it just were some halloween mask. Anyway, I guess the fact that I knew it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; my fan (it looked just like it) set something off and I realized hey! I'm dreaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're dreaming it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;easy getting around, I mean the places you're are known to you but they appear distorted, it's hard to explain, things aren't your normal 3D view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the climax I began flying, Superman style, I could see my fists. Then I pulled out my dick and woke up. Hehe I think I tried to do too many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transition from being lucid to reality was very smooth, for some reason I was flying towards my fan (I swear I'm not obsessed by it!) and when I woke up it was the first thing I saw; I point it at my face, I like the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully writing about these things foments more lucid shenanigans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-3069395258696942538?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3069395258696942538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=3069395258696942538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/3069395258696942538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/3069395258696942538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/great-success.html' title='GREAT SUCCESS!'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/RwWTTXzkoOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fkQshkugsjU/s72-c/Sell_Metal_Grill.summ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7039538289494939003</id><published>2007-10-02T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:11:28.962-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radiohead'/><title type='text'>In Rainbows</title><content type='html'>New Radiohead album will be released on the 10th of this month! You can download it from &lt;a class="linkification-ext" href="http://www.inrainbows.com/" title="Linkification: http://www.inrainbows.com/"&gt;http://www.inrainbows.com/&lt;/a&gt; and IT COSTS WHATEVER YOU WANT TO PAY FOR IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7039538289494939003?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7039538289494939003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7039538289494939003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7039538289494939003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7039538289494939003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-rainbows.html' title='In Rainbows'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-6582958968627102184</id><published>2007-10-01T01:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T02:32:50.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>I just remember 2 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was in a taxi and the driver was talking to me about the alpha dog mentality of some of us, and this was in a very nonchalantly way, like "you know, the thing with those alpha dogs..." As you can appreciate I don't remember that much. I blame myself for waiting so much to type this thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I realized the other thing completely erased from my memory. I just remember I met some kind of female pot dealer (this is what happens if you query Google Images for &lt;a href="http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u13/sumreal82/marijuana-1.jpg"&gt;female pot dealer&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-6582958968627102184?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6582958968627102184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=6582958968627102184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6582958968627102184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6582958968627102184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='&gt;&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-5491416678951367697</id><published>2007-09-27T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T20:57:23.991-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>I have changed my domain name to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vox-dimidium-orbis.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt; in hope that people I gave the blog to, can't find it. I mean real people, as irl, as in people I actually talk to outside the internets. I do this because when I post here it's like channeling all the raw data and feelings that get pushed aside so I can behave like a "normal" person in font of other people. But here I drop the pretense! here I can dance in my undergarments shouting profanities and whatnot to amused-looking electronic faces, connect my brain to the keyboard and deliver whatever it is I have in me to deliver, tune in the right hemisphere and shut down the left for a while. This is why I hope my blog gets lost from public agenda and only exists in my little electronic universe. Well at least, for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'll be posting more often with more insight into my personal babbles and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Didn't tell the aforementioned people of this for obvious reasons but too because I didn't want to hurt their feelings u_u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-5491416678951367697?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5491416678951367697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=5491416678951367697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5491416678951367697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/5491416678951367697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-818399349234316842</id><published>2007-09-26T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T13:12:24.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>ò_ó</title><content type='html'>I haven't been able to recall dreams because I always get woken up by my cell phone or someone makes too loud noises so my dreams get erased instantly and I CAN'T REMEMBER SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-818399349234316842?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/818399349234316842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=818399349234316842&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/818399349234316842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/818399349234316842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='ò_ó'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-872319002034223478</id><published>2007-09-25T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:10:52.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The characteristic property of hallucinogens, to suspend the boundaries between the experiencing self and the outer world in an ecstatic, emotional experience, makes it possible with their help, and after suitable internal and external preparation... to evoke a mystical experience according to plan, so to speak... I see the true importance of LSD in the possibility of providing material aid to meditation aimed at the mystical experience of a deeper, comprehensive reality. Such a use accords entirely with the esSence and working character of LSD as a sacred drug."&lt;br /&gt;-Dr. Albert "Lord of  Lysergic acid Diethylamide" Hoffman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-872319002034223478?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/872319002034223478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=872319002034223478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/872319002034223478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/872319002034223478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/characteristic-property-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-1040393533775036644</id><published>2007-09-15T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T13:07:59.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Social dreams</title><content type='html'>I have this kind of "social dreams" wherein I'm just hanging out with people I know. They can be rather dull or can have weird connotations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was attending to this discothèque after eating, I never entered though. I had a girl in the dream but don't remember her face so well as the blue-eyed blonde of 9/11. I had a lot of joints for some reason, I gave some to the girl and I remember getting upset because she gave them to another friend, who took like 2 of them and entered the "nightclub", which was really some fancy door and nothing much. It had a bouncer though. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-1040393533775036644?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1040393533775036644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=1040393533775036644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/1040393533775036644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/1040393533775036644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/social-dreams.html' title='Social dreams'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7973370234243100728</id><published>2007-09-12T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T15:39:21.200-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Escape or Die</title><content type='html'>I awoke several times in the morning, so I had this series of intricate dreams. I remember being in my grandmother's house, drinking water. Later I was at this somehow evil corporation, they got us watching a movie and some familiar persons were there. Afterwards everything went to shit and I tried to escape, people were following trying to get me, elevators, conveyor belts transporting paper, those were some crazy scenarios. I also rescued some woman, hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7973370234243100728?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7973370234243100728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7973370234243100728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7973370234243100728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7973370234243100728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/escape-or-die.html' title='Escape or Die'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-774420107581118084</id><published>2007-09-11T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T12:13:43.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Pawns</title><content type='html'>I'm writing what I just dreamed after I get up because if one doesn't one just forgets about it and it's practically impossible to recall dreams if you go on with your waking life. I'll reveal the purpose of this later. Maybe. First entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a table sitting with some people. Don't remember who they were, except for this blonde, blue-eyed girl. We were eating chocolate pawns for some reason. I threw one at her face, got her in the eye, but not angrily; playfully, and it didn't hurt; it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;a chocolate pawn, after all. She faked being mad but later acknowledged she didn't mind at all. I liked that. She was sitting across me but somehow got next to me... Maybe I pulled her near me because I liked her sense of humor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-774420107581118084?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/774420107581118084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=774420107581118084&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/774420107581118084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/774420107581118084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/chocolate-pawns.html' title='Chocolate Pawns'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-6963815794408528438</id><published>2007-09-09T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:45:07.041-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='?'/><title type='text'>Omming dunes</title><content type='html'>Ok this is just one of those things you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sw2V0CHgQV8"&gt;see&lt;/a&gt; to believe, or in this case, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Singing_sand_dunes"&gt;hear&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-6963815794408528438?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6963815794408528438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=6963815794408528438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6963815794408528438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6963815794408528438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/omming-dunes.html' title='Omming dunes'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-9170722754753542186</id><published>2007-09-09T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:45:38.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'>Brains</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"The &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/dn7974"&gt;brain&lt;/a&gt; is the most complex organ in the human body. It produces our every thought, &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg16221855.300"&gt;action&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg17823956.100"&gt;memory&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg16522294.800"&gt;feeling&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg17423484.100"&gt;experience&lt;/a&gt; of the world. This jelly-like mass of tissue, weighing in at around 1.4 kilograms, contains a staggering one hundred billion nerve cells, or &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg15821395.100"&gt;neurons&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                             &lt;p&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg18825251.000"&gt;complexity of the connectivity&lt;/a&gt; between these cells is mind-boggling.  Each neuron can make contact with thousands or even &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg16622349.000"&gt;tens of thousands&lt;/a&gt; of  others, via tiny structures called &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg18624962.600"&gt;synapses&lt;/a&gt;. Our brains form a &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg18825274.900"&gt;million new connections&lt;/a&gt; for every second of our lives. The pattern and strength of the connections is constantly changing and no two brains are alike.&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                             &lt;p&gt;It is in these changing &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg17924101.700"&gt;connections&lt;/a&gt; that &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg17823934.600"&gt;memories&lt;/a&gt; are stored, &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg16121785.200"&gt;habits learned&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain/mg17924125.000"&gt;personalities shaped&lt;/a&gt;, by reinforcing certain patterns of brain activity, and  losing others."&lt;/p&gt;Holy shit the brain is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;some ultrasupercomplex shit. I'm fascinated with everything that attempts to explain how the fuck all that jelly makes us who we are and especially how consciousness is achieved. Read all about that in &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/brain"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; special New Scientist article and check out other cool things they got &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/specials.ns"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-9170722754753542186?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/9170722754753542186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=9170722754753542186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/9170722754753542186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/9170722754753542186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/brains.html' title='Brains'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4093272481788128009</id><published>2007-09-08T15:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:40:56.223-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'>Get ready to read some crazy shit</title><content type='html'>There seems to be moments when a person finds something in their mind that he/she wasn't aware of. Like something goes "click" inside their heads and suddenly "Holy shit!" everything seems to fall in place. Well, you can call it epiphany, or enlightenment, realization, etc, but you got to acknowledge the phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read of people going through this states. The infamous story of Archimedes jumping out of the bath, screaming  &lt;a href="http://physics.weber.edu/carroll/Archimedes/images/eureka.gif"&gt;eureka&lt;/a&gt; to an astonished wife, I presume, and running around naked through Syracuse because he found out how to guess the amount of gold in some king's crown, THAT'S the crazy shit I'm talking about. I've had my interesting thoughts in the bath myself. Probably the fact that you're not thinking too much about what you're doing, you know, you bathe EVERY day, your brain probably gets into auto pilot and starts the "Taking a Shower Subroutine" or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's more critical. Like in my case. I had a "brain click" thingy going on but it's more complex than that. It wasn't suddenly. More like a process. But I guess I can trace it back to a single event. Pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at a friend's house. She was pretty sad because she had broken up with the love of her life,  apparently, and, you know, I felt like I was in a soap opera or something --tears, drama, everything-is-going-to-be ok-like commentaries (from my sister who was there also, not from me). Me? I was silent. I didn't know what to say. Actually I wanted to say those hollow words too, I wanted to calm her because she made me feel sad also... or did I? I now realize I was trapped in an internal monologue, a thing I used to do. I still do it but not when I have people around, not friends or people I want to talk to anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I wanted to say something but was trapped in this limbo of words, cause I thought whatever I could have said would have been wrong or inappropriate or silly. But I FUCKING WANTED to say something. Anything. Just some comforting words... And then it "clicked". Now, I don't know exactly how or why but I had a realization. I COULD NOT SAY something. Anything. I actually did not have control over myself, I couldn't bring myself up to say at least SOMETHING to my sad friend! THAT'S when everything got weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always had thought I had the power; I certainly in many occasions wanted to say something but didn't because of thinking it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;. Well what if it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; stupid? It IS what I have to say and, well, you just can't go through life not saying things because someone might not like what you have to say, FUCK IT. It is my/your opinion and if I/you were wrong hopefully there'll be someone to call your bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize all this now. Back then I was just starting to sacrifice the sacred plant to the fire gods and well, my brain was starting to operate in different frequencies, different sates of consciousness I had never dreamed of. I actually FELT something going "click" in my head. Why was I such a pussy? I couldn't say something as easy as hey come on, calm down or something you know, it's not the end of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day I made some confessions. I was in a low point in my life and felt depressed... If I didn't had control over what the fuck I had to say, well, maybe, you know, I didn't had control over lots of other things! It was a really rare and bizarre experience. I didn't feel like myself. I was a stranger seeing myself doing this crazy shit just like an spectator. An innocent bystander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some pretty fucked up things that day. I wasn't thinking clearly and started doing whatever occurred to me, whatever came to mind. It was liberating. I felt like I had been playing a &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonchurch.com/blog/images/ned.jpg"&gt;Ned Flanders&lt;/a&gt; repressive moron censuring myself 24/7. FUCK THAT! I was constraining myself without reasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about all this while still in crazy naked Archimedes mode. I wasn't feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;normal &lt;/span&gt;also; not quite sick, but not in everyday normal state of consciousness. Until the headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually felt inebriated, and with a sudden risky behaviour attitude. I started to walk with no particular destiny, I thought of were to go as I wandered. I ended going to the house of a friend somewhat near my house -didn't want to go there. I asked him for the phone and generally acted weird for about 15 minutes. Then I left and eventually got home. To top it of I even started calling friends like a drunk guy. I felt a little drunk alright, I felt dizzy. But it felt good to hear some familiar voices that actually care about me. The feeling of someone giving shit about you is very important and under appreciated. After a while I got a REALLY FUCKING TERRIBLE HEADACHE. It came and went for a while. The fascinating thing is that I believe it was psychosomatic. My brain was in distress, confused, like in a system crash. After the emo crash I came to a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either I was fucking insane an needed therapy, or something was happening to me, an alteration. At the time I really thought I was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I KNOW I AM crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the world in a different way, different of EVERY people I know. But who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; see everything exactly as others? Isn't people subjective individuals going through subjective experiences? Damn right they are. Everybody is fucking crazy. In your daily life you've probably come across a lot of lunatics who made you think "ok, what fuck it's going through their brains." But everyone operates in their own particular ways. High or low and all the in-betweens and out-betweens. And well, that's the beauty of it, isn't it? If everyone looked at the same things and made the same conclusions, well, what a boring and stupid world. That's how I came to sense, realizing everyone is just as crazy as the next one, every mind sees things in ways I couldn't even begin to imagine, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; that's cool. What are we but our peculiarities? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, seeing though your own bullshit is no small feat. I'm sure there are people who live their entire life without ever questioning their own bullshit. They are probably egocentric assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depersonalization, looking at your own self, losing the ego and seeing that you're just a clueless creature wandering through existence bumping with things as they get to you its one of the best experiences you can have. It's no easy task, but thanks to some mind altering friends, we have some tools to aid in the mission. But there is an ample array of methods to achieve this mind-click. You can stop whatever you're doing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right now&lt;/span&gt; and  simply sit stubbornly until you find out what I'm talking about. Literally, without moving or eating or anyt&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hing, ala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gautama_Buddha"&gt;Siddhārtha&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can shut down all exterior stimuli with one of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isolation_tank"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; wonders*. You can try lucid dreaming, or meditating. It works if you get one of those really crazy high fevers. Or try don't sleeping at all for a week,  or don't eat. You can can be blessed/cursed with a near death experience. There are even some cases were people get beamed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just because&lt;/span&gt;, spontaneously, out of fucking nowhere. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are many more forms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Some involve ingesting truly mystic &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychedelics%2C_dissociatives_and_deliriants"&gt;substances&lt;/a&gt;; this topic by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;far &lt;/span&gt;exceeds the scope of this post. But to summarize, there are some compounds out there that when you experiment with can get up to your brain and twist and move shit about and make you think things&lt;/span&gt; you normally don't. Read &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychedelics"&gt;THIS &lt;/a&gt;to know more about about what I'm saying. Hear &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grcqs9cDuN8"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; if you haven't already gotten a grasp of what I'm talking about. That guy knows how to express himself, say something really cool and meaningful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; be funny at the same time. Or read &lt;a href="http://right-hemisphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/of-perception.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's really just a matter of getting out and doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never tried &lt;a href="http://www.bruceeisner.com/photos/uncategorized/thompson_carey_diosamadreti_1.jpg"&gt;DMT&lt;/a&gt; or any other super potent psychedelic substance, like LSD or magic mushrooms.  But I'm planning on doing it and hopefully I'll write about my experiences here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;···UPDATE {tried LSD, post in progress}···&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;experienced an altered state of consciousness? If no, what's stopping you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/R-9FagiI1MI/AAAAAAAAAFc/a_kwZee3EDA/s1600-h/ohshit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/R-9FagiI1MI/AAAAAAAAAFc/a_kwZee3EDA/s320/ohshit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183438017838765250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are drugs that allow glimpses into this fascinating and mysterious experience; if you want to, fuck it, it's the most natural thing theres is,&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; other &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/channel/health/drugs-alcohol/mg18024265.800"&gt;earthlings&lt;/a&gt; get high, why shouldn't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note: If you think you note different moods sometimes in some paragraphs, it might be that I added, besides the obvious one, small updates of style here and there 8 moths later ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I was going to write a full post about this but &lt;a href="http://blog.joerogan.net/archives/225"&gt;Joe Rogan&lt;/a&gt; got ahead of me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4093272481788128009?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4093272481788128009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4093272481788128009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4093272481788128009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4093272481788128009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/get-ready-to-read-some-crazy-shit.html' title='Get ready to read some crazy shit'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/R-9FagiI1MI/AAAAAAAAAFc/a_kwZee3EDA/s72-c/ohshit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-8558428846486828332</id><published>2007-09-02T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T03:49:32.671-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Of Perception...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...to be enlightened is to be aware, always, of total reality in its immanent otherness - to be aware of it and yet to remain in a condition to survive as an animal, to think and feel as a human being, to resort whenever expedient to systematic reasoning. Our goal is to discover that we have always been where we ought to be. Unhappily we make the task exceedingly difficult for ourselves. Meanwhile, however, there are gratuitous graces in the form of partial and fleeting realizations. Under a more realistic, a less exclusively verbal system of education than ours, every Angel (in Blake's sense of that word) would be permitted as a sabbatical treat, would be urged and even, if necessary, compelled to take an occasional trip through some chemical Door in the Wall into the world of transcendental experience. If it terrified him, it would be unfortunate but probably salutary. If it brought him a brief but timeless illumination, so much the better. In either case the Angel might lose a little of the confident insolence sprouting from systematic reasoning and the consciousness of having read all the books. Near the end of his life Aquinas experienced Infused Contemplation. Thereafter he refused to go back to work on his unfinished book. Compared with this, everything he had read and argued about and written - Aristotle and the Sentences, the Questions, the Propositions, the majestic Summas-was no better than chaff or straw, For most intellectuals such a sit-down strike would be inadvisable, even morally wrong. But the Angelic Doctor had done more systematic reasoning than any twelve ordinary Angels, and was already ripe for death. He had earned the right, in those last months of his mortality, to turn away from merely symbolic straw and chaff to the bread of actual and substantial Fact. For Angels of a lower order and with better prospects of longevity, there must be a return to the straw. But the man who comes back through the Door in the Wall will never be quite the same as the man who went out. He will be wiser but less cocksure, happier but less self-satisfied, humbler in acknowledging his ignorance yet better equipped to understand the relationship of words to things, of systematic reasoning to the unfathomable mystery which it tries, forever vainly, to comprehend.&lt;/div&gt;--&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aldous_Huxley"&gt;Huxley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-8558428846486828332?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8558428846486828332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=8558428846486828332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8558428846486828332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/8558428846486828332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/of-perception.html' title='Of Perception...'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-746380593239973391</id><published>2007-09-01T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T15:28:32.837-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'>HAIL JOE ROGAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="linkification-ext" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grcqs9cDuN8" title="Linkification: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grcqs9cDuN8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grcqs9cDuN8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I ended up reading about this guy but he speaks some trippy interesting shit. This is some radio interview where Rogan discusses&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dimethyltryptamine"&gt; DMT&lt;/a&gt;, WOW, that sounds like some MASSIVE TRIPPY experience, definitely something to tell the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-746380593239973391?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/746380593239973391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=746380593239973391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/746380593239973391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/746380593239973391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/hail-joe-rogan.html' title='HAIL JOE ROGAN'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4001121323337711271</id><published>2007-08-28T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T19:49:29.877-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Laboratory Notes (1943)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I suddenly became strangely inebriated.  The external world&lt;br /&gt;became changed as in a dream.  Objects appeared to gain inrelief;&lt;br /&gt;they assumed unusual dimensions; and colors became more glowing.&lt;br /&gt;Even self-perception and the sense of time were changed.  When the&lt;br /&gt;eyes were closed, colored pictures flashed past in a quickly changing&lt;br /&gt;kaleidoscope.  After a few hours, the not unpleasant inebriation,&lt;br /&gt;which had been experienced whilst I was fully conscious, disappeared. What had caused this condition?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Albert Hofmann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4001121323337711271?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4001121323337711271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4001121323337711271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4001121323337711271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4001121323337711271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/08/laboratory-notes-1943.html' title='Laboratory Notes (1943)'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-2340144192826541459</id><published>2007-08-10T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:56:11.374-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;"I HAVE BUT RECENTLY RETURNED FROM THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH. I'M RAPTUROUSLY BREATHING IN ALL THE ODORS AND ESSENCES OF LIFE. I'VE BEEN TO THE BRINK OF TOTAL OBLIVION. I REMEMBER AND FERMENT THE DESIRE TO REMEMBER EVERYTHING."&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-2340144192826541459?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2340144192826541459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=2340144192826541459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2340144192826541459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2340144192826541459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-but-recently-returned-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4209669191057014632</id><published>2007-08-10T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:40:56.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tool'/><title type='text'>best band ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Rry4mJDBnCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/y5ffNaJaEg4/s1600-h/screencap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Rry4mJDBnCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/y5ffNaJaEg4/s200/screencap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097151843679706146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I got after searching for "BEST BAND EVER" on Google. Half of the results were people fighting over who is indeed, the best band ever. Morons. I just think is really cool I got TOOL in the results. I don't know why there's some site with Linkin Park in it. What does Linkin Park means? Why it is "Linkin" and not "Linking"? What the fuck is a linking park? Did you know the vocalist, Chester Bennington, had a crazy cyber stalker? Read more about that &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/entertainment/music/news/2007/05/ff_linkinpark"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4209669191057014632?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4209669191057014632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4209669191057014632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4209669191057014632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4209669191057014632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/08/best-band-ever.html' title='best band ever?'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Rry4mJDBnCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/y5ffNaJaEg4/s72-c/screencap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-1892833486056422857</id><published>2007-08-09T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:10:08.060-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>No drug, not even alcohol, causes the fundamental ills of society. If we're looking for the sources of our troubles, we shouldn't test people for</title><content type='html'>drugs, we should test them for stupidity, ignorance, greed and love of power.&lt;br /&gt;--P. J. O'Rourke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-1892833486056422857?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1892833486056422857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=1892833486056422857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/1892833486056422857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/1892833486056422857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-drug-not-even-alcohol-causes.html' title='No drug, not even alcohol, causes the fundamental ills of society. If we&apos;re looking for the sources of our troubles, we shouldn&apos;t test people for'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-6681246846106534232</id><published>2007-08-08T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:55:00.626-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>ABOUT THE SAME</title><content type='html'>The Beatles and Radiohead wrote songs about THE SAME THING. Yes indeed THEY DID. It's so obvious once you realize brouhaha's.... yes so obvious...&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;GIRL &amp; CREEP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. It's about the same GIRL. The thing is we get the adulation, adoration side of said girl IN GIRL. THe other thing is CREEP. This time we focus in the guy. The creepy guy that masturbates thinking about her. You know it COULD BE YOU. YES. YOU &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUFER***&lt;/span&gt;omg O: O: O: *******4*t*h***** **w*a*l**+l***lolololo1111111101010101010010101010101010101010010101,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-6681246846106534232?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6681246846106534232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=6681246846106534232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6681246846106534232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6681246846106534232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/08/about-same.html' title='ABOUT THE SAME'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7319085267933127452</id><published>2007-08-07T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:54:10.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>John Lennon's best song would be about his own death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7319085267933127452?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7319085267933127452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7319085267933127452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7319085267933127452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7319085267933127452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/08/john-lennons-best-song-would-be-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-42132752230899356</id><published>2007-06-29T22:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:34:05.522-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Searching for an exit</title><content type='html'>My pain is constant and sharp, but I do hope for a better world for everyone. In fact, I want my pain to serve as an example to others. I want everyone to comprehend and learn. I admit this because I had a catharsis. My punishment continues as I gain deeper knowledge of myself, I am a reflection to others and knowledge can be extracted from my telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has this confession meant something?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-42132752230899356?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/42132752230899356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=42132752230899356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/42132752230899356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/42132752230899356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/06/searching-for-exit.html' title='Searching for an exit'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-738079498849315173</id><published>2007-06-29T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:53:03.195-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Why do we fall?</title><content type='html'>To learn to pick ourselves up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-738079498849315173?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/738079498849315173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=738079498849315173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/738079498849315173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/738079498849315173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-do-we-fall.html' title='Why do we fall?'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-6925301543842603416</id><published>2007-04-29T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:52:34.642-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>the artifact</title><content type='html'>I don't feel sleepy but my eyes do. I get ready and go out. Got the basic stuff: keys, cell phone, wallet and of course, the artifact. The doorman, Miguel, follows me as I approach the exit. He closes after me. He's rumored to be gay. He stinks. Like, literally, the guy smells real bad. He also has been referred as having a serial-killer face. And he does; he has that pedo-smile. Skinny, large balding head, dresses like a loser. I go out, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;irregardless&lt;/span&gt;, and start my way. I kind of went along the same path, to the right. It was a normal night, I like nights. There's a girl on the other sideway and I lay my stare on her until she enters the building across mine. She was pretty. The kind of girlfriend-pretty but has a nice ass, also. I remembered my mission and pull out the artifact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice some guy walking towards me. A middled-age guy with a dog. I change pathways. I feel the effect almost immediately, like I do when on a good mood. Or when I really want to.  Everything seems to be going slower. Even sounds. Some other people coming towards me, have to change again. I turn a corner and stop. Retrace my steps, I think. Retraced my steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When no one is looking I take off my shirt. I extend my wings as hard as I can, they feel sore. I managed to climb a tree an get on top. When sufficient altitude is achieved I start to plane and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems slower and slower and slower. So much I feel time-dilatedness and everything starts feeling holy. Especially the air that is blowing to my face. Everything seemed so relaxed and I started getting fewer thoughts... I felt myself fainting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is  l a y e r  e d .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like my mind shifted it's attention to the right hemisphere, instead of the left one. But like, all the way. I felt the need to pleasure myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-6925301543842603416?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6925301543842603416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=6925301543842603416&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6925301543842603416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/6925301543842603416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/04/artifact.html' title='the artifact'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-2073744504211243654</id><published>2007-04-23T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:52:00.395-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tool'/><title type='text'>paraflux</title><content type='html'>If you also like 10,000 Days you must read this: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a class="linkification-ext" href="http://toolnavy.com/showthread.php?t=46306" title="Linkification: http://toolnavy.com/showthread.php?t=46306"&gt;http://toolnavy.com/showthread.php?t=46306&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-2073744504211243654?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2073744504211243654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=2073744504211243654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2073744504211243654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/2073744504211243654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/04/paraflux.html' title='paraflux'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-3421219105893685001</id><published>2007-04-23T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T15:10:39.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tool'/><title type='text'>10,000 Days review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10,000 Days is Tool's latest release and the closest to being the one they've always wanted to make, according to Maynard. I couldn't agree more, the anger and intensity from Ænima is still there but we have the spiritual and holy feeling that we only got in small dosages (e.g. 42 &amp; 6) but is abundant in Lateralus. I see imbeciles arguing about the fact that Maynard's vocals are lame and the songs lack the spirit from previous releases, mainly Ænima. Well, the vocals take a background role but this is on purpose, the morons don't get it, this guy pulls a shaman act here and it's supposed to sound that way, but more about it later. There are even some trolls who claim Tool is now christian or catholic because of the lyrics, and the worst is, there are  fools who buy it and feed them, but as anyone who actually thinks about it it's just another face of our favorite freak, MJK. By the way if you haven't realized by now, Tool is my favorite band and I listen to Tool EVERY fucking day. Until my ears bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vicarious (7:06)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As has been mentioned, this one is the first-single-to-be-released song, much in the vein of Stinkfist. To save you time, it's basically Tool at what they do best: catchy, weird-at-first-listen riffs, Maynard screaming off his lungs, funky bass lines (thanks Justin), trippy guitars (I love you Adam) and thundering, fast, crazy drumming (marry me Danny). The song is about the morbid fascination YOU have, yes, you, TV addict; grinning wide as the fire consumes the bodies, the shots go through the heads and the blood flows across the screen. We all stare in awe at the tragedies of others, so, why can't we just admit it? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Toolgasm: 6:36]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jambi (7:28)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another great and catchy tune, famous for a talk box solo by Adam, which gives the song a weird but unique tone. Apparently is about power corruption and some Sultan. I like this song a lot, gotta love the bass and shit, it makes me get up and dance like the head-banging-retarded freak I am, shine on benevolent sun. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Toolgasm: 6:00 (check bass)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wings for Marie (6:11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here you can appreciate the shamanic Maynard I was referring, at first the lyrics are almost undecipherable, and THIS IS ON PURPOSE. The guy even goes backstage in live performances. This, combined with mellow guitar and an overall relaxed tone makes a very atmospheric track that sets the way for the next song very appropriately. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Toolgasm: 4:10, not that jaw-dropping but it's the highlight of the song]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10,000 Days (11:13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the three epic songs from the album, if you ask me. Check the vocals again. It's atmospheric. It gives a very unique feeling, one we're aren't used to getting from Tool. That doesn't mean it's bad, the whole song it's a fucking climax, and the rainy noises are well done. Try turning off lights and monitors and TVs and shit and think about your mother, if applicable. This is some intense, heavy emotional song, it must be heard at least one time alone, lights off and everything, concentrating on the sound only. I can't help but sing along when Maynard asks for his mother wings, definitely a cool and memorable moment. Now for all you guys on the internets that get mad about the "pro-christianity" message we are supposedly getting here, well, I won't elaborate but, one doesn't have to be a Buddhist monk to write a book about Shanti or whatever, In fact, I like how we get the mental image of Maynard in the congregation, looking to the "ignorant siblings" with disgust. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Toolgasm: 5:35 and onwards]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Pot (6:21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another catchy one, a great song to sing along and dance to. It has a cool rhythm, mainly because of the bass, Justin really shines all over this album. The lyrics deal with hypocritism but I really haven't read them thoroughly, yes, shame on me. Anyway, I love the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ganja? P-LEASE!&lt;/span&gt; line. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[mini-Toolgasm: 5:58]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lipan Conjuring (1:11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Segue. I get this picture of Maynard with some Dhalsim-like monks, all chanting and weaving around their prayer beads. It goes well with the theme of the album. This just shows how Tool never dwells on the same concepts and is always looking for new, weird shit to deliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost Keys (Blame Hoffman) (3:46)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Disorienting. Like you don't know where you are. Bright lights on your eyes. What the fuck? It really sets the mood for the next one really well, although can be skipped. I really like it, it's mesmerizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rosetta Stoned (11:11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another epic. Music's great, lyrics are funny and one of the best I've seen and probably one of the best ever. Did I mention Tool is my favorite band ever? There's so much going on this one you'll want to listen to it again and again just to catch all the curious thingies and references all over. Basically it's a guy so high, DMT, LSD, Krispy Kremes and whatnot, he gets and abduction experience, and apparently, an apocalyptic message it's delivered to him by somniferous almond-eyed aliens, a very important one, but the guy's so fucked up he can't remember. Everyone who's been under the influence of psychological agents can understand. Maynard here pulls a a stand-up comedy act and it's good, It's like a satire. He didn't have a pen, and he shat the bed. Priceless. Won't spoil anymore, read the lyrics, it's worth it, instant favorite. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Toolgasm: 8:44 and again at 9:10 and AGAIN at 10:30]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intension (7:21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It begins with construction noises. People chattering, or rather, whispering. Eerie. Gives a sense of evolution, confirmed later by similar noises but electronic and technology-like, Danny produced a very cool effect here. There's some good drumming in the middle. I can almost see the primates building shit and stone tools. The lyrics say that we begin pure and only by will alone, we get to what we are today, but the vast majority of the population doesn't realize this and go about without reflecting their own existence. This song only sinks after like the fifth time you listen to it, but it's worth it, though, it's really mellow and kind of builds up to the next one. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Toolgasm: 3:55]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right In Two (8:55)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the other epic I was talking about. The lyrics are very emotional and the felling all over is really good, specially when the music really kicks in because the first five minutes is like Intension was still playing. But! check from 5:22. You'll cream your pants. More construction noises and Stone Age-like drumming. That electronic kit or whatever Danny brought really paid itself. I swear I see the villagers from Age Of Empires (the first one, the best). The song puts the listener in the shoes of angels as they contemplate our human existence, and ask themselves puzzled and confused, why, if there are enough resources on the fucking planet we live in for everyone, there's, like, this human instinct to conquer, kill and take over everything, we can't seem to be satisfied, ever. Reminds me of the crazy psilocybin theories of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terence_McKenna"&gt;Terence Mckenna&lt;/a&gt;. This is satire folks, and not the funny kind. Everyone should listen to this song and think about the message. Maybe this is the message Maynard talked about in Rosetta Stoned? I really like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Repugnant is a creature who would squander the ability to lift an eye to heaven, councious of his fleeting time here"&lt;/span&gt; line. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Toolgasm: 5:22 and from then, multiple orgasms until the end]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Viginti Tres (5:02)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a closer, it's just some creepy noises with some weird, distorted, 3-syllable word at 3:24. It's worth the listen, though, lets the listener reflect about Right In Two and kind of reminds me of 2001: Space Odyssey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This album, plus having great music, comes in a cool package. It's a cardboard-bound booklet  partly covered by a flap holding a pair of stereoscopic eyeglasses. &lt;a href="http://www.theninhotline.net/toolnews/archives/news.images/xmdays_package.jpg"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is what that means. So it's definitely worth buying. Looking through the eyeglasses is somewhat cool, I guess you can do it if don't have anything better to do. &lt;s&gt;/FANBOYISM&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: I finally figured how to use the cardboard-bound booklet  partly covered by a flap holding a pair of stereoscopic eyeglasses, it's great! it's tricky to get the effect right, but once you do it's really cool. The image has to appear as one and only one, it's a the-right-angle-only-kind of optical illusion, plus concentrating on seeing only one picture so it appears 3D like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7755902404344489881-3421219105893685001?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3421219105893685001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=3421219105893685001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/3421219105893685001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/3421219105893685001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/04/10000-days.html' title='10,000 Days review'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-7475964578374277344</id><published>2007-04-21T16:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T15:01:55.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel like I have, you know, like, two sides of my personality, the critical but boring one and the funny but procrastinating one and it's like I have to find a zone for the two to coexist and reach a new level of reflection and de-personalization so I can crucify my ego and realize that all this that surrounds me is not important, I want to find transcendence by critically looking into myself but I don't want to get caught in the little things and get absorbed by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;, how can I live if &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; is sacred and holy? I have to be careful of where I put my fucking foot when I walk because I may kill an ant! oh for fuck's sake I need to relax and think! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reflect&lt;/span&gt;; everything is but a mere medium to achieve a higher conscience, I must find inner peace. Everyday. It's not a goal, but a never-ending process, I must endure. If there were no rewards to reap, I certainly would've walked away, quit this fucking never-ending-always-pushing reality. And it's like I have this inner voices, different voices, they don't speak of the same, they don't even speak in same languages and SOMETIMES it's like a whirlwind of thoughts, a train of thoughts, a stream of consciousness I can't stop, but I don't want it to stop! I should ride the wave and be thankful that I can fucking breathe! breathe in the air, I'm alive and maybe all this pain is nothing but an illusion, I should embrace this desire to feel eternal and loose myself within the experience, every experience I want to experience everything, that which doesn't kill me makes me stronger, I HAVE TO ride the spiral of my human divinity AND &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; be myself. But just sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-7475964578374277344?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7475964578374277344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=7475964578374277344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7475964578374277344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/7475964578374277344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/04/sometimes_21.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-153280743016777089</id><published>2007-04-21T14:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:40:57.185-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'>who is that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Riway67KjLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iRI_2AkQsaA/s1600-h/head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Riway67KjLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iRI_2AkQsaA/s320/head.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056445943743417522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When people see me drawing they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; ask "who" am I drawing. I always sigh in my head because, I don't know, people seem to think that when someone draws it has to be a representation of something that already exists. It's more complex than that, I can start  some doodle and not know what  it'll be but it'll be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;, it's like those surrealist guys who would start writing with no idea of what would be written, they would just start hammering those old writing machines and come up with all sorts of crazy shit. Here lies really interesting stuff because not even the author knows what's going to turn out. It's like a symbiotic relationship with my hand when I draw, the hand makes half of the work, or rather my right hemisphere helps me finish whatever it is I'm drawing. This is why I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; draw what I intended. I can think of how it will turn out, what it is about and it will have this and that but it's not like I get the picture in my head and then it copies to the paper. It's not that easy. But, well, that's the beauty of it because you never know what-you-gonna-get. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;, want to know how the drawing will turn out, sometimes it's better than what I initially intended, sometimes it's shit and I rip and spit on the stupid paper but hey, that's creativity. This is why, in part, I end up drawing weird shit like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Riwa5q7KjMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DhEz-AbUSMM/s1600-h/creature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Riwa5q7KjMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DhEz-AbUSMM/s320/creature.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056446059707534530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask me who or what it is. I don't know what the fuck it is, ok? It's just something that came of the spur of the moment. It's an alternate dimension dog. It's some odd creature, it's whatever you want it to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-153280743016777089?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/153280743016777089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=153280743016777089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/153280743016777089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/153280743016777089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/04/who-is-that.html' title='who is that?'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/Riway67KjLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iRI_2AkQsaA/s72-c/head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-4582484163602789050</id><published>2007-04-21T12:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T16:06:22.402-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>why, hello there</title><content type='html'>Ok, for anyone who wishes to know the contents of this blog come directly from the artistic vein I suppose I have and everyone does, though I guess some never use it; this is not a diary but a recipient of rants and every little thing I consider worth of sharing with other humans, although the majority of posts could be induced by illegal substances and psychotic states of mind, so don't take everything here for granted because I can say what I want to, even if I'm not serious, and I hope this places captures all the oh so lucid ideas and concepts one seems to have trough the day but end in the trash can in half a page of scribbled notes or in the recycle bin in a .txt full of grammar errors because didn't have the time to check for the writing rules, the fantastic idea I just had appeared to fade away and well  I can practice this language here, that's good, you can send me your opinions stating if you concur or disagree with my babble and you can also correct my usage of this foreign language, I like being wrong, I just hope all the crazy things and silly but amusing shit my supposedly  right hemisphere comes up with gets stored here so I can read them another day and have a laugh, like the day I had a dream and I was in this machine controlled world (don't worry I won't reference Matrix, oh well) where some robotic guys wanted to get me, I didn't know what for but didn't want to find out either so then &lt;a href="http://www.ubergizmo.com/photos/MGS3_snake_figure.jpg"&gt;Snake&lt;/a&gt; from Metal Gear came and helped me and he gave me this razor that could cut anything it's funny because it looked like a normal shaving razor, just a tad futuristic and silver-like, anyway Snake rescued me and I was forever thankful. I made a drawing about it but it was shitty and don't know where it is anyway, all this shit gets accumulated in my brain and sometimes it's like I'm saturated so this is like an outlet you see, it's like a channeling session where I connect with that artsy vein and you know if one thinks things too much it's not healthy, like &lt;a href="http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m62/dedeg579/maynard.jpg"&gt;Maynard &lt;/a&gt;said, over-thinking and over-analyzing separates the body from the mind. I don't want that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755902404344489881-4582484163602789050?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4582484163602789050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=4582484163602789050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4582484163602789050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/4582484163602789050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-hello-there.html' title='why, hello there'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755902404344489881.post-681043350024904662</id><published>2007-04-21T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T21:23:09.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tool'/><title type='text'>hola.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"If you look at the cycles of the moon, it starts                 as a thin crescent and then gradually waxes until it becomes full;                 then it gradually wanes back into another crescent and then it                 is gone. The moon reflects sunlight like humans reflect information.                 We wax and wane and when we become full moons, our egos are full.                 We think we have this knowledge when in fact, the information                 we have is pure. And how it reflects or shines off of us, is something                 we take credit for as though the moon could take credit for its                 brightness when, in fact, it is only reflecting light from the                 sun. We have to understand that we are ego-less just as the moon                 is without light. It and we are simply reflectors. The ego is                 not responsible for the information. It can reflect the information                 in creative ways, but the information itself is pure".  ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maynard James Keenan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7755902404344489881-681043350024904662?l=right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/feeds/681043350024904662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7755902404344489881&amp;postID=681043350024904662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/681043350024904662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7755902404344489881/posts/default/681043350024904662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://right-hemi-sphere.blogspot.com/2007/04/hola.html' title='hola.'/><author><name>Φιλιππος</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08792596896348708225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMPhJSuKNjk/TDb30rdkmRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hB-s4gZTgyQ/S220/step2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
