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	<description>Living Passions and Ranting about the Good, Bad and Ugly in Life. What&#039;s Yours?</description>
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		<title>What Price the Warrior?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 02:23:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Life</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[The Warrior]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[The commander yells out to the remaining front line,"Protect your country at any cost." 

This is the very same words his president just ordered them all to do. Then to heart, each and every soldier swore to "Protect against my enemy at all costs." "...with my life and to the last man."

But the irony of that situation does not mean anything unless one has been pushed against the wall; seen the despair of innocense, of loved ones' cries; the ravages of what war turns humans into...the life of hell on earth. ]]></description>
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		<title>Never Underestimate Teen Maturity</title>
		<link>http://livingpassions.com/living-passions/never-underestimate-teen-maturity/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 01:31:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Life</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[You think a 13 or 14 year old is easily swayed and simply not mature enough to make up his (or her) mind. Then, some would think they can be manipulated and bullied into submission. But sometimes the callow youth might be a little more resilient and mature than the aggresive one expected.]]></description>
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		<title>My Boy</title>
		<link>http://livingpassions.com/living-passions/my-boy/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Life</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It so happened I was listening to some of Elvis' best songs and "My Boy" was being played as I found an old note to a very young child. 

Can this note ever get old and outdated?
It's about this little letter I have in my hand. I found it while reading some old books found and brought from a storage. It's more than 10 years old, but still so apt today.]]></description>
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		<title>Jerks of Society</title>
		<link>http://livingpassions.com/living-passions/jerks-of-society-living-passions/jerks-of-society/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 22:41:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Life</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Jerks of Society]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Jerks of Society.

Why is it some people, when you've had it all you can take - the abuse, the lies, the outright bullying and then they still blame you for all their ills when they've run every single thing into the ground, they still blame you. I want it all to end - leaving just about every single thing, avoiding all fighting, I burn the bridges and simply go away and start all over again.
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		<title>Lamborghini Miura Stirs My Emotions</title>
		<link>http://livingpassions.com/living-passions/lamborghini-miura-emotions/lamborghini-miura-stirs-my-emotions/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 03:10:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Life</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Lamborghini Miura still stirs the emotions of days long gone.

I've looked at many cars in so many autoshows and trying them on streets and track, but still, the Miura somehow could not be topped. The sheer emotive stirrings and memories simply cannot be unseated.

 

Back in the early eighties, when the evil looking Countach was becoming the king of super car looks, the Miura's looks stuck with me. Here was one right hand drive example back in Singapore where speed limits, narrow streets and super heavy traffic made it impossible to drive. Yet, I enjoyed it supremely - especially when we took it up the trunk roads to Batu Tiga - the then Malaysian international race track.

OK, I'll admit it...I did not own this car. A friend - girl friend was given this red beast by her uncle for her 20th birthday. She could barely drive it in the city but like I did, enjoyed the open road sojourns. But in Singapore, I drove and also on the track where she was always the willing passenger.

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		<title>Father Bashing</title>
		<link>http://livingpassions.com/blame-the-father-first/father-bashing/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 17:55:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Life</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Society made a field day of Father Bashing

Hey, there's a complaint that there's abuse going on in that household. I heard the gossip floating across my fence about that house over there. 
The complaint was a bout someone first screaming at a 10 year old boy; then several slaps were planted hard on his face; he was pushed to the ground and then kicked and yelled at to get up; he was grabbed by the ear and dragged into the house.

*They think the father should be tossed out of his house and thrown in jail. 

*And how, the viciousness, the indignation, the just must be done for the kids...

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		<title>Love Machine: Male Strip Tease</title>
		<link>http://livingpassions.com/living-passions/love-machine-male-strip-tease/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 04:54:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Life</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Love Machine was the act I had not anticipated. Now, why was I ever at a Male Strip Tease venue?

Perhaps any reader would understand my sexual orientation if I had gone to the Zanzibar - which features all manner of female strip tease acts. But a male version? Hey, are you...no, fully heterosexual, I assure you. But here's how I got to be on a front seat for the show no less.
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		<title>Wild Blue Yonder</title>
		<link>http://livingpassions.com/living-passions/wild-blue-yonder/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 02:09:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Life</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Just watching the Blue Angels doing their Wild Blue Yonder air show practice...memories flashing by me as the jets did.

If you've been flashing across the sky making those sonic booms way above the clouds, you'll really understand what "Wild Blue Yonder" really means.

It's just sky. You feel like there is no end to where you can go. The Sky's the limit - literally. The sensation of speed isn't there at all in that straight and level. You're very simply getting away from it all. Like a dream world...until the flight commander or ground control wakes you up for the customary communique every minute.

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		<title>BMX or Bicycle Dirt Racing 38 Years Ago</title>
		<link>http://livingpassions.com/living-passions/bicycle-dirt-racing/bmx-or-bicycle-dirt-racing-38-years-ago/</link>
		<comments>http://livingpassions.com/living-passions/bicycle-dirt-racing/bmx-or-bicycle-dirt-racing-38-years-ago/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 01:34:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Life</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I'm just wondering how many adults remember the old BMX style dirt track racing we once created with our 'cycles way back when. I still do - and it's all of only yesterday.

Just turned teen and boy, did I ever love this new concept on using a bicycle. 
]]></description>
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		<title>Living is like Death</title>
		<link>http://livingpassions.com/living-death/living-is-like-death/</link>
		<comments>http://livingpassions.com/living-death/living-is-like-death/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 01:28:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Life</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Living Death]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Yes, Life sucks big time for me right now. Shocking you? Well don't go now this is all about ranting and raving about life after all. Well what do you expect from a guy who's been doing just about everything your adventurous desire will get up to and then one day, DU gets you and you're left for dead. Over 70 did that day.]]></description>
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