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		<title>Nothing is alright but everything is okay.</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2010/07/03/nothing-is-alright-but-everything-is-okay/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Jul 2010 08:14:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>waiting for the sun</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2009/02/04/waiting-for-the-sun/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 12:16:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[waiting for the sun, originally uploaded by s t e r n f a h r e r. When Zarathustra had said these words he became silent, like one who has not yet said his last word; long he weighed his staff in his hand, lost in doubt. At last he spoke thus, and the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>to . freeze . what . is . fleeting</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2008/11/23/to-freeze-the-ephemeral/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2008 15:27:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[to . freeze . the . ephemeral Originally uploaded by s t e r n f a h r e r “All forms of beauty, like all possible phenomena, contain an element of the eternal and an element of the transitory / of the absolute and of the particular. Absolute and eternal beauty does not [...]]]></description>
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		<title>cien años de soledad</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2008/09/18/cien-anos-de-soledad/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 15:04:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[cien años de soledad Originally uploaded by s t e r n f a h r e r &#8220;amidst waters unknown without stars to guide with the only hope known a dream not yet realized still you struggle on through the light of day hoping that after long night shall come a brighter day.&#8221; - [...]]]></description>
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		<title>asleep . from . day</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2008/08/12/asleepfromday/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 09:05:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[a s l e e p . f r o m . d a y Originally uploaded by s t e r n f a h r e r &#34;Gone are the days when the promises made in the West of the World seemed true. Gone are the days when the promises made in life&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
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		<title>lost . roads</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2008/07/26/lostroads/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 11:25:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[l o s t . r o a d s Originally uploaded by s t e r n f a h r e r &#34;Sometimes we think we know it all Sometimes we feel we&#8217;re the only ones Sometimes we know that we&#8217;re all alone But that&#8217;s because we&#8217;ve lost our roads home How far [...]]]></description>
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		<title>t h e . r o a d . g o e s . e v e r . o n</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2008/05/07/t-h-e-r-o-a-d-g-o-e-s-e-v-e-r-o-n/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 17:48:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[t h e . r o a d . g o e s . e v e r . o n Originally uploaded by sesquipedalophobic &#34;Still round the corner there may wait a new Road or a secret gate; and though I oft have passed them by, a day will come at last when I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>a l w a y s . a t . t h e . e d g e</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2008/04/12/a-l-w-a-y-s-a-t-t-h-e-e-d-g-e/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 18:19:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[a l w a y s . a t . t h e . e d g e Originally uploaded by sesquipedalophobic Do not lose hold of your dreams or asprirations. For if you do, you may still exist but you have ceased to live.” - Henry David Thoreau &#8211; better larger, on black]]></description>
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		<title>a . m o m e n t . o f . d o u b t</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2008/04/08/on-the-other-side-of-madness-4/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 02:44:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[on . the . other . side . of . madness Originally uploaded by sesquipedalophobic ‘I don’t believe in a future life,’ said Raskolnikov Svidrigailov sat lost in thought. ‘And what if there are only spiders there, or something of that sort?’ he said suddenly. He is a madman, thought Raskolnikov ‘We always imagine eternity [...]]]></description>
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		<title>a . c e r t a i n . k i n d . o f . s o l i t u d e</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 02:05:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[a . c e r t a i n . k i n d . o f . s o l i t u d e Originally uploaded by sesquipedalophobic “Anyone who knows a strange fact shares in its singularity.” - Jean Genet - have you ever had a secret? how did it make you [...]]]></description>
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		<title>c o n f e s s i o n s</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2008/01/10/c-o-n-f-e-s-s-i-o-n-s/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 15:13:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[c o n f e s s i o n s Originally uploaded by sesquipedalophobic &#8220;With justice definitively separated from innocence &#8212; the latter on the cross, the former in the cupboard &#8212; I have a free hand to work according to my convictions. I can in all good conscience exercise the difficult profession of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>c h a o t i c . s y m p h o n y</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2007/11/09/c-h-a-o-t-i-c-s-y-m-p-h-o-n-y/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 17:29:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[c h a o t i c . s y m p h o n y Originally uploaded by sesquipedalophobic &#34;&#8230; after he reached the age of fifty, Velaquez no longer painted anything concrete and precise. He drifted through the material world, penetrating it, as the air and the dusk. In the shimmering of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>l e . m y t h e . d e . s i s y p h e</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2007/11/04/l-e-m-y-t-h-e-d-e-s-i-s-y-p-h-e/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2007 13:05:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[l e . m y t h e . d e . s i s y p h e Originally uploaded by sesquipedalophobic &#8220;If this myth is tragic, that is because its hero is conscious. Where would his torture be, indeed, if at every step the hope of succeeding upheld him? The workman of today [...]]]></description>
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		<title>m i d . d a y . i n t e r s e c t i o n s</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2007/09/25/m-i-d-d-a-y-i-n-t-e-r-s-e-c-t-i-o-n-s/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2007 08:16:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>c o n v e r s a t i o n s . i n . t h e . m i s t</title>
		<link>http://www.adityaanupkumar.com/blog/2007/09/05/c-o-n-v-e-r-s-a-t-i-o-n-s-i-n-t-h-e-m-i-s-t/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 12:50:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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