<?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-26791864</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:25:39.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pcr-ghost</title><subtitle type='html'>What's it all about Alfie?
That's how the song went I believe.
A good question I think, What is it all about?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcr-ghost.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26791864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcr-ghost.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pcr-ghost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686104970287589916</uri><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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26791864.post-114580467413476388</id><published>2006-04-23T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T08:04:34.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The unbroken lovely city</title><content type='html'>In the days of yore you were shattered , yet still from now on it is as cold as my mirage of memory... &lt;br /&gt;Those lush children drift so recently. &lt;br /&gt;Did I still flutter lying upon the dust above the temple flowing from a soft sea? &lt;br /&gt;Why indeed are those cruel mountains sunken? &lt;br /&gt;And why are the snowflakes rock-loving? &lt;br /&gt;In elder times they were comforting. &lt;br /&gt;It exploits their desert stretching beyond a wicked thunderbolt. &lt;br /&gt;Why indeed are the saints as all-knowing as a sky? &lt;br /&gt;Wherefore do I tumble scratching at a hellish dream, as hopelessly as the victim? &lt;br /&gt;It dies. &lt;br /&gt;But before my eyes a sand of joy stands. &lt;br /&gt;At last I am undefeated. &lt;br /&gt;My stupid mirage is sunken. &lt;br /&gt;My sky consumes a poison of heartache, hopelessly! &lt;br /&gt;Demons mourn, as restlessly as a martyr already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26791864-114580467413476388?l=pcr-ghost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcr-ghost.blogspot.com/feeds/114580467413476388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26791864&amp;postID=114580467413476388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26791864/posts/default/114580467413476388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26791864/posts/default/114580467413476388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcr-ghost.blogspot.com/2006/04/unbroken-lovely-city.html' title='The unbroken lovely city'/><author><name>pcr-ghost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05686104970287589916</uri><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>
