<?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-15902321</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:41:38.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wearing the inside out</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902321.post-114260035428886797</id><published>2006-03-17T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T04:59:14.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Block !!</title><content type='html'>He was looking at the great wall standing before him ... He had no idea how he could pass this wall ... He had several road blocks since he started in the the dark path ... But this one was different from all others ... He didn’t even have any idea what he could find on the other side of the wall ... He was curious ... He wanted to cross it so bad ... Maybe he could find a way back to the real world ... After all these years walking in the dark path he barely remembered the really world ... After all these he had gone through ... The wall was high ... He knew it was impossible to climb the wall ... The only solution was walking along the wall ... So he picked up his sword ... His only friend since he came in this world and started walking along the wall ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902321-114260035428886797?l=wtio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/114260035428886797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902321&amp;postID=114260035428886797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/114260035428886797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/114260035428886797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/2006/03/road-block.html' title='Road Block !!'/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902321.post-114053626956717584</id><published>2006-02-21T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T07:37:51.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision ...</title><content type='html'>It is a long time since the WARRIOR entered the dark path ... The path that he knew nothing about ... With every step he took on the dark path he got stronger ... He had fought many battles ... But he still didn't know why ... Where he was going ... It just seemed that he had to fight for his survival ... All he did was because of a belief he had ... The belief that he might scope from this world some day ... He might return to his beloved ones ... But some times he had the fear that he might have become a part of this dark world ... He might have become just like the ones he killed every day since he decided to continue his way in the dark path ... He couldn't remember where was the place where he first started the path from ... In this world every where just looked the same ... He remembered that he had taken the easiest path on the day he left that dark mansion ... There could have been other paths ... But this was his decision and it is too later to turn back now ... The dark path had changed him ... It had made him stronger than he had ever imagined ... Now he was on him way to explore this world, hoping to find a way out ... To the world he used to live in ... In the world of light ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902321-114053626956717584?l=wtio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/114053626956717584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902321&amp;postID=114053626956717584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/114053626956717584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/114053626956717584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/2006/02/decision.html' title='Decision ...'/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902321.post-114015539874429005</id><published>2006-02-16T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T13:28:33.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The impossible ...</title><content type='html'>The boy was laying on the ground, looking at the sky, thinking how pure it was ... He wished he could fly ... But he knew it was IMPOSSIBLE ... He had heard there are some people in the east far far from where he lived who could fly but he had never seen any ... He wished he had wings ... A pair of nice beautiful wings ... Then he closed his eyes ... In his mind he was  flying ... Flying round the clouds ... Even he flew to the sun and came back ... It was a nice dream ... When he opened his eyes some thing had changed ... He still didn't have wings ... But he felt something more powerful inside him ... Something big ... A desire ... A desire to break the impossibles ... Then he knew what he was going to do with his life ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902321-114015539874429005?l=wtio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/114015539874429005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902321&amp;postID=114015539874429005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/114015539874429005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/114015539874429005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/2006/02/impossible.html' title='The impossible ...'/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902321.post-113752422936323704</id><published>2006-01-17T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T11:02:45.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunatic Himself ...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you feel that you have some power ... You feel that you can protect someone ... You feel that you are special ... You feel lots of god damn things ... But you know what ??? There is some thing you don't know ... Why are you standing like this ??? Then you realize that this is a weakness you have ... This is the time you fall ... You fall into the darkness ... The you realize that you are alone ... That all the ones you loved are gone ... You realize that you have to fight or die ... You realize tons of things ... You realize the why you have been borned ... Which means that you have your mission ... You know which way to go ... You know what to fight for ... But before walking you have to stand up ... You have to be patient ... You have to work it out ... Step by step ... Good now you are standing ... Do you think that you can walk ??? Try it ... Try not to fall ... Good good good ... Always remember every one who can walk can run ... Then start running ... Run as fast as you can ... Don't care what you are going to face just run ... RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN ... You know I love running ... I love to feel the wind in my face ... Try to feel it ... Try to live ... Try to feel that you are still alive ... If you can then we can go to the next level ... Now you have to learn how to fight ... Do you have any weapons ??? No ... You know in this world there are no guns ... There no cheats ... You can only fight with swords ... Here I have sword you can barrow ... But try to keep it safe and never loose it ... As long as you hold on to your sword you can live ... You have defeat your enemies ... You can win your fights ... But once you loose it ... You will be LOST ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902321-113752422936323704?l=wtio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/113752422936323704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902321&amp;postID=113752422936323704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/113752422936323704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/113752422936323704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/2006/01/lunatic-himself.html' title='The Lunatic Himself ...'/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902321.post-113345427400124747</id><published>2005-12-01T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T08:24:34.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The path to darkness</title><content type='html'>The battle was over ... He didn't know how, but he had defeated the unknown ... He was safe now ... But he was still breathing hard ... He was still afraid of what might face next ... He stood up and looked at the body of THE UNKNOWN ... It was all black ... It didn't look like a human ... He didn't give up his hope ... He fought with every thing he had ... &lt;br /&gt;    He was still stuck in the dark room ... He had time to look around ... The room was still dark ... And there was no way to get out ... He might have had solved a problem but he was still in a the biggest problem of his life ... Where the hell was he ??? How did he end up here ... He moved around ... He noticed something on the wall ... It was like a small door with the color of the wall ... Behind the door was a path ... A dark path ... Sure it was not the path he came in ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902321-113345427400124747?l=wtio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/113345427400124747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902321&amp;postID=113345427400124747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/113345427400124747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/113345427400124747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/2005/12/path-to-darkness.html' title='The path to darkness'/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902321.post-113118623281753858</id><published>2005-11-05T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T02:23:52.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>from 1 to 50 factorial :D</title><content type='html'>1&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;24&lt;br /&gt;120&lt;br /&gt;720&lt;br /&gt;5040&lt;br /&gt;40320&lt;br /&gt;362880&lt;br /&gt;3628800&lt;br /&gt;39916800&lt;br /&gt;479001600&lt;br /&gt;6227020800&lt;br /&gt;87178291200&lt;br /&gt;1307674368000&lt;br /&gt;20922789888000&lt;br /&gt;355687428096000&lt;br /&gt;6402373705728000&lt;br /&gt;121645100408832000&lt;br /&gt;2432902008176640000&lt;br /&gt;51090942171709440000&lt;br /&gt;1124000727777607680000&lt;br /&gt;25852016738884976640000&lt;br /&gt;620448401733239439360000&lt;br /&gt;15511210043330985984000000&lt;br /&gt;403291461126605635584000000&lt;br /&gt;10888869450418352160768000000&lt;br /&gt;304888344611713860501504000000&lt;br /&gt;8841761993739701954543616000000&lt;br /&gt;265252859812191058636308480000000&lt;br /&gt;8222838654177922817725562880000000&lt;br /&gt;263130836933693530167218012160000000&lt;br /&gt;8683317618811886495518194401280000000&lt;br /&gt;295232799039604140847618609643520000000&lt;br /&gt;10333147966386144929666651337523200000000&lt;br /&gt;371993326789901217467999448150835200000000&lt;br /&gt;13763753091226345046315979581580902400000000&lt;br /&gt;523022617466601111760007224100074291200000000&lt;br /&gt;20397882081197443358640281739902897356800000000&lt;br /&gt;815915283247897734345611269596115894272000000000&lt;br /&gt;33452526613163807108170062053440751665152000000000&lt;br /&gt;1405006117752879898543142606244511569936384000000000&lt;br /&gt;60415263063373835637355132068513997507264512000000000&lt;br /&gt;2658271574788448768043625811014615890319638528000000000&lt;br /&gt;119622220865480194561963161495657715064383733760000000000&lt;br /&gt;5502622159812088949850305428800254892961651752960000000000&lt;br /&gt;258623241511168180642964355153611979969197632389120000000000&lt;br /&gt;12413915592536072670862289047373375038521486354677760000000000&lt;br /&gt;608281864034267560872252163321295376887552831379210240000000000&lt;br /&gt;30414093201713378043612608166064768844377641568960512000000000000&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902321-113118623281753858?l=wtio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/113118623281753858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902321&amp;postID=113118623281753858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/113118623281753858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/113118623281753858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/2005/11/from-1-to-50-factorial-d.html' title='from 1 to 50 factorial :D'/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902321.post-112712065873795057</id><published>2005-09-19T01:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T02:04:18.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;He was feeling better ... It was a long time since he feel down ... He could still see his sword ... It seemed that THE UNKNOW wanted to kill him slowly ... Wanted him to feel his death ... He moved a little ... Now he could touch his sword ... It was cold ... He didn't know what he was  fighting with ... There must be a way to beat this thing he thought ... But he needed more information ... With his sword in his hand he had hope ... It was time to finish this ... He had nothing else to loose ... He stood up looking around ... The room was still dark and full of junk ... He noticed the small window in the ceilling ... It was the only window in the room and a weak light was coming through ... He listened ... It was quiet ... All he heard was his own breathing ... He wasn't breathing fast ... He was not scared any more ... All he wanted was to finish this mess ... Either die or kill THE UNKNOWN ... He listened and looked more carefully ... He knew that THE UNKNOWN was watching every little thing he did ... Suddenly these was a low sound ... Sound like something moving ... Moving fast ... He had to be fast too ... He docked fast ... Something passed ... Something black ... He wasn't fast enough in moving his sword ... It was quiet again ... He knew that THE UNKNOWN was using the darkness of the room to hide ... What he knew was not enough for beating THE UNKNOWN  ... It wasn't even enough for keeping him alive ... He had to look for a better trick for the next time THE UNKNOWN attacks ... Sure THE UNKNOWS knows that he might dock ... But he still had a little change to  beat him ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902321-112712065873795057?l=wtio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/112712065873795057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902321&amp;postID=112712065873795057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/112712065873795057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/112712065873795057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/2005/09/he-was-feeling-better_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902321.post-112535981749409058</id><published>2005-08-29T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T13:09:24.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High Hopes ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He knew that he was dieing and there was no way to prevent it ... He had no power ... He was un armed ... This was his end ... An end that he had never imagined ... Once he was a great hero ... He had fought many battles ... He has seen many people dieing, many heros falling ... But now it was his turn to fall ... He could feel death beside him ... He looked around ... He saw his sword shining under the light of the window in the ceilling ... The room was still dark ... He tried to reach his sword but he couldn't move ... He still didn't know whom he was fighing with ... He couldn't see him ... He couldn't hear him ... His only hope for defeating THE UNKNOW was his sword ...&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/15902321-112535981749409058?l=wtio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/112535981749409058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902321&amp;postID=112535981749409058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/112535981749409058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/112535981749409058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/2005/08/high-hopes.html' title='High Hopes ...'/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902321.post-112532204091483012</id><published>2005-08-29T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T06:27:20.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long before</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was a kid looking and the warriors ... Looked how they prepared themselves for a war ... A great war ... A war between the good and evil ... He wanted to join the battle but he was too young ... In that time he planed whole his life he wanted to be fight ... Becoming the greatest warrior of all the times ... He took his wooden sword ... And started walking back to the village …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15902321-112532204091483012?l=wtio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/112532204091483012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902321&amp;postID=112532204091483012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/112532204091483012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/112532204091483012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/2005/08/long-before.html' title='Long before'/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902321.post-112526962438357873</id><published>2005-08-28T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T16:10:42.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The fight with the UNKNOWN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; The blue warrior was tired ... He couldn't think any more ... Where could the enemy be ... He had already searched every where, every whole ... The fight was in a room ... The room was dark ... He hadn't even seen whom he was fighting with ... The room wasn't so big ... Full of junk ... He was scared ... He wanted to run away but he couldn't find the way out ... He thought there must been a way when he came in ... But now he new that he was alone and he has to fight ... He looked around another time ... He heard some thing ... Something moving ... Moving fast .... He turned but it was too late ... Every thing went black ...&lt;/span&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/15902321-112526962438357873?l=wtio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/112526962438357873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902321&amp;postID=112526962438357873' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/112526962438357873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/112526962438357873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/2005/08/fight-with-unknown.html' title='The fight with the UNKNOWN...'/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15902321.post-112526850872050793</id><published>2005-08-28T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T15:35:08.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; A new age has started ... &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/15902321-112526850872050793?l=wtio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/feeds/112526850872050793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15902321&amp;postID=112526850872050793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/112526850872050793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15902321/posts/default/112526850872050793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtio.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-age-has-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Heydar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
