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      <title>Kan'Nal is the Music of the Revolution! Check out their New Album before Faerie Worlds!!</title>
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										&lt;div&gt;Http://www.kannal.org &#xD;
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For all You Myth lovers who show up at Faerie Worlds you are gonna LUV these kids' new album!&#xD;
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YOU BETTER DANCE WHAT YOU BELIEVE!!!!!!!!&#xD;
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Kan'Nal's newest release has been reported to be "sacred salvation"!!!!!&#xD;
I am a Believer!!!!!!!&#xD;
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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!KAN'NAL IS THE MUSIC OF THE REVOLUTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &#xD;
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love you kids. &#xD;
eternally!!!!!! &#xD;
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      <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 03:21:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>I LOVE JOSEPH CAMPBELL!~</title>
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										&lt;div&gt;Creative Mythology The Masks of God by Joseph Campbell page 66-67&#xD;
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IV. THE CRYSTALLINE BED&#xD;
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In speaking of the Tristan poet Gottfried's description of the love grotto and the symbolic wilderness around it:&#xD;
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No one could wish to be anywhere else. And this I will know; for I have been there. I, too, have tracked and pursued the wild birds and beasts in that wilderness, the deer and other game, over many a wooded stream; and yet, having so given my time, I never made a real kill. My toils and pains gained no reward.&#xD;
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I have never found the lever and seen the latch of that cave;occasionally reached even the CRYSTALLINE BED. In fact, I have danced up to it and back frequently and rather well; yet never have known rest upon it. The marble floor beside it, hard though it is, I have so trodden that were it not continually refreshed by the virtue of its greenness,--in which its greatest virtue lies and through which it is ever renewed--you would see on it Love's true tracks.&#xD;
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My eyes I have feasted richly on those gleaming walls, and with upturned gaze to the medallion, vault,and keystone, full eagerly have I destroyed my sight on the ornaments up there, they are so bespangled with Excellence. &#xD;
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The little sungiving windows often have sent their rays into my heart.***&#xD;
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For the love grotto, like the center of that circle whose circumference is nowhere and center everywhere, can be found as well in the Rhineland as in the neighborhood of Tintagel;&#xD;
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tintagel  (Arthurian Legend)&#xD;
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 and for those at rest on its crystalline bed the conditions of time dissolve to eternity. As Gottfried tells of his two lovers there: They Looked upon each other and nourished themselves with that...Nothing but their state of mind and love did they consume." &#xD;
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HOW FEW, However, have known the purity of that bed!&#xD;
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We may dance toward it and away, achieve glimpses and even dwell in its beauty for a time; yet FEW are those who have been confirmed in that knowledge of its ubiquity which antiquity called GNOSIS and the Orient calls bodhi; full awakening to the crystalline purity of the bed or ground of one's own and the world's true being.&#xD;
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Like perfectly transparent crystal, it is there, yet as though not there; and all thing when seen through becomes luminous in its light. Moreover it is hard, endures forever. and the green floor  across which one approaches reveals the excellence of TIME,&#xD;
which is ever renewing.&#xD;
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In short, the love grotto in its wilderness can be compared to the cave-sanctuary of the classical mysteries of Eleusis. The female guide to the secret gate, bears in hand a little pail of ambrosia of eternity, but the RAVEN of death appears first, since all who would know eternity must die to their temporal hopes and  fears, and to their name in the world as well.&#xD;
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The female guide and guardian marks the way both to the entry of wisdom and to the return with it to the world. Helosie, it can be truly siad, has appeared as such a guide to Abelard.&#xD;
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http://classiclit.about.com/cs/articles/a/aa_abelard.htm&#xD;
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In rites of classical mystery cults&#xD;
the initiatory symbolic shocks were experienced in graduated series by neophytes spiritually ready, who were carried thereby through expanding revelations to whatever sign or event, displayed within the ultimate sanctum, conferred the consummating epiphany.&#xD;
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But life too confers initiations, and the most potent of these are sex and death. Life too communicates revelatory shocks, but they are not pedagogically graded. These initiations that may not only match but even surpass the revelations of the cults. For since life is itself the background from which the prophets of yore of both great and the little ceremonial systems derived their initial inspirations, life holds still in store the possibilities of the same &#xD;
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enlightenment anew,&#xD;
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and of more and greater&#xD;
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      <pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 18:32:44 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Jesus Demands Creative Control Over Next Movie</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Sep 2007 17:48:52 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:date>2007-09-21T17:48:52Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost</title>
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										&lt;div&gt;TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,	&#xD;
And sorry I could not travel both	&#xD;
And be one traveler, long I stood	&#xD;
And looked down one as far as I could	&#xD;
To where it bent in the undergrowth;	         &#xD;
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Then took the other, as just as fair,	&#xD;
And having perhaps the better claim,	&#xD;
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;	&#xD;
Though as for that the passing there	&#xD;
Had worn them really about the same,	         &#xD;
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And both that morning equally lay	&#xD;
In leaves no step had trodden black.	&#xD;
Oh, I kept the first for another day!	&#xD;
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,	&#xD;
I doubted if I should ever come back.	         &#xD;
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I shall be telling this with a sigh	&#xD;
Somewhere ages and ages hence:	&#xD;
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—	&#xD;
I took the one less traveled by,	&#xD;
And that has made all the difference.	         &#xD;
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      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 22:27:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:date>2006-09-03T22:27:38Z</dc:date>
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      <description>&lt;div&gt;Remember that the truest love, is one where your love for each other is greater than your need for each other."&#xD;
Source Unknown&lt;/div&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Sep 2006 05:55:20 GMT</pubDate>
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