<?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-5503342437381803069</id><updated>2011-12-21T01:12:20.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well of Life</title><subtitle type='html'>A place for the souls to regenerate and body to compensate.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01090604531703954394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIbKKerfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/hXBsymTC-UM/s220/fa5b699db3a075cedd7ddd98397400d9-d35fpbq.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5503342437381803069.post-3126811808952163414</id><published>2011-02-12T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T05:25:27.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Small Can Life Be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7czXWVIue6Q/TVaKMbM0h5I/AAAAAAAAACI/MxB91S16jAE/s1600/8870_by_karil-d387jba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="188" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7czXWVIue6Q/TVaKMbM0h5I/AAAAAAAAACI/MxB91S16jAE/s320/8870_by_karil-d387jba.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The point of realizing your own mortality rate is the point of reviewing and reflecting what you have done upon your fragile life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing death is not a big matter but to most, feared death for it not only saps away happiness but also leaves a gravemark for those behind. Death is unevitable as it so brings gloom and doom to those who witness and gone through with it. No matter what life it claims, it brings a remark to those around it, understanding and realizing how weak and fragile life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this, should&amp;nbsp;we not be embracing the one who we&amp;nbsp;love gracefully and&amp;nbsp;deeply&amp;nbsp;so that we shall have no remorse or deepest regret in the upcoming events of life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5503342437381803069-3126811808952163414?l=dragonshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3126811808952163414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-small-can-life-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/3126811808952163414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/3126811808952163414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-small-can-life-be.html' title='How Small Can Life Be?'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01090604531703954394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIbKKerfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/hXBsymTC-UM/s220/fa5b699db3a075cedd7ddd98397400d9-d35fpbq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7czXWVIue6Q/TVaKMbM0h5I/AAAAAAAAACI/MxB91S16jAE/s72-c/8870_by_karil-d387jba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5503342437381803069.post-2004487040505155677</id><published>2011-02-08T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:39:26.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence is Haven</title><content type='html'>Tranquility speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of machines deafens our senses&amp;nbsp;and heat of sun-striking the earth burn our spirits and passion for life to ash. Meeting the same old faces, working the same old jobs and sitting in the same old place mirrored a soulless life. Repetitive work of the same kind seems to drain all man dry from the nutrient-enriched what you called love. Money has enslaved man to work like no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a wake of reality should be called out to clear out the fog of confusion and cut the strings of manipulation in the world of only materialism and criticism.What man should really indulge in is the warmth and sweetness of the home. For home is full-packed with laughter of joyful children and the caring of a wife to tend every needs. Your parents too who had loved you for all eternity plus the eagerness of your family dog wagging its tail to welcome its master home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the real sanctuary is at home for tranquility is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIodOdZZGI/AAAAAAAAACE/WYR_V89Jyj0/s1600/village_by_P3xelArt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIodOdZZGI/AAAAAAAAACE/WYR_V89Jyj0/s320/village_by_P3xelArt.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5503342437381803069-2004487040505155677?l=dragonshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2004487040505155677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2011/02/silence-is-haven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/2004487040505155677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/2004487040505155677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2011/02/silence-is-haven.html' title='Silence is Haven'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01090604531703954394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIbKKerfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/hXBsymTC-UM/s220/fa5b699db3a075cedd7ddd98397400d9-d35fpbq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIodOdZZGI/AAAAAAAAACE/WYR_V89Jyj0/s72-c/village_by_P3xelArt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5503342437381803069.post-7991369533419309432</id><published>2011-02-08T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:13:45.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Work</title><content type='html'>Push all out to finish the work given at hand and yet still unfinish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a let down when all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy! Constrained in tight spaces and a cubed-room that is all surrounding you for all-day long. Lack of well-ventilated air system and poor hygience really "add" to savour the taste of lifeless work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, is working all the thing we humans should have when we aged?&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to get going again. Work!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5503342437381803069-7991369533419309432?l=dragonshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7991369533419309432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2011/02/endless-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/7991369533419309432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/7991369533419309432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2011/02/endless-work.html' title='Endless Work'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01090604531703954394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIbKKerfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/hXBsymTC-UM/s220/fa5b699db3a075cedd7ddd98397400d9-d35fpbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5503342437381803069.post-5639417994115347203</id><published>2011-02-08T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:08:47.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working!!!</title><content type='html'>Time shortens and heightens at the same rate at the point when you really need an extra income for multi-purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time shortens for self-indulging activities, in short, no time for personal activities, while time heightens for working only...earning more for upcoming events that rarely to be predicted for their outcomes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life really depicts our full contributions to achieve something that means a lot to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time to work again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5503342437381803069-5639417994115347203?l=dragonshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/5639417994115347203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2011/02/working.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/5639417994115347203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/5639417994115347203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2011/02/working.html' title='Working!!!'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01090604531703954394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIbKKerfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/hXBsymTC-UM/s220/fa5b699db3a075cedd7ddd98397400d9-d35fpbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5503342437381803069.post-6433190368009197204</id><published>2010-12-23T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T01:21:24.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Different, You Must Accept Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Normally, people tend to sigh, shout, and moan when they are subjected to pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Pain brings realization to our own mortality. In the midst of pursuing materials and possessions, we humans neglect and erase humanity from our veins in order to bring out the most focus to achieve what is the best for us. For that, we too often forget who we are. We lost our identity and ourselves in the pursuit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We feel that we can achieve the most unachievable tasks, we can climb the most unreachable summit, and we can cross the raging storms and violent seas. That very point is the sense of our consciousness awakening because when we are at the peak, we will be tested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Obstacles, boulders or anything that you signify as challenges, will and force to put you down to the earth. You will be dealt with pain, despair and agony. That will be the very point of realizing your own mortality. You will come to a wake of your own possible capabilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;For those who survive the test, their levels have been heightened. They tend to grow stronger than before and better than before for not only they have gain new experiences but also new skills to cope with and overcome with. They have evolved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Pain is nothing comparable if you wish to truly experience something far from anything ordinary and the ability to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5503342437381803069-6433190368009197204?l=dragonshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6433190368009197204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-be-different-you-must-accept-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/6433190368009197204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/6433190368009197204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-be-different-you-must-accept-pain.html' title='To Be Different, You Must Accept Pain'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01090604531703954394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIbKKerfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/hXBsymTC-UM/s220/fa5b699db3a075cedd7ddd98397400d9-d35fpbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5503342437381803069.post-1449507007933870839</id><published>2010-12-22T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T20:01:03.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="itemnumber" itxtvisited="1"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="itemtitle" itxtvisited="1"&gt;Time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="itemmore" itxtvisited="1"&gt;Deadliest Of All&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cl"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://listverse.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="time.jpg" height="363" src="http://listverse.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/time-tm.jpg?w=550&amp;amp;h=363" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1"&gt;The path one’s life will take is a mystery. The mark on history that one will leave is unknown. Life has many twists and turns, ups and downs, starts and stops; but regardless of the path a man’s individual journey has taken, death will always be there at the end. You can ask how, or who, or why, or when, but the only constant across all of the human lives who have come and gone is that time will always lead you to that death. It may be caused by the subjects of this list, it may not; but time will always lead you to the end of your life. Death can be hastened or delayed, but cannot be avoided. Time is the single constant found in this list, the vessel which death has summoned to carry out its purpose. Regardless of how or why one lives one’s life, at some moment in time, we will all find death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5503342437381803069-1449507007933870839?l=dragonshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1449507007933870839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/1449507007933870839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/1449507007933870839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01090604531703954394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIbKKerfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/hXBsymTC-UM/s220/fa5b699db3a075cedd7ddd98397400d9-d35fpbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5503342437381803069.post-3821256415880009639</id><published>2010-12-22T00:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T00:51:07.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not to Much to Ask, Is It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Feel the warmth that envelops the frozen snowflakes during the winter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Yes, everything seems so sarcastic at sight but if you try to feel with your heart, you will see a whole new perspective. You are not what you see. You need to feel it and experience it. Got that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Images that first appear to be clouded in mist will project clues for next. That is where intuition comes in to get the “clues”. We all have it at some point that we call it the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;flow&lt;/i&gt;. It guides us when we seem to be lost in our life. We don’t always get a good start at everything we do. So this serves as a compass for us for where it begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Sometimes intuition is better than direct approach, if you know what it means. Intuition which is so much stronger in nature which helps to redirect in a different way than a direct one will always makes things more unique because it always embark on a different approach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;So what makes the snow to feel so warm when it chills to the spine at the same time? The point is in your heart. You will feel the warmth when you know it’s a festive season where people cuddle up and celebrate together after a long whole year of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Don’t give your cold shoulder to others but instead share your warmth with others. Who knows you will be treated the same way or better instead? Possibilities are unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5503342437381803069-3821256415880009639?l=dragonshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3821256415880009639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-not-to-much-to-ask-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/3821256415880009639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/3821256415880009639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-not-to-much-to-ask-is-it.html' title='It&apos;s Not to Much to Ask, Is It?'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01090604531703954394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIbKKerfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/hXBsymTC-UM/s220/fa5b699db3a075cedd7ddd98397400d9-d35fpbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5503342437381803069.post-7371358826310617719</id><published>2010-12-21T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T19:56:18.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End or Begin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Will you take today as an end for yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;As there is an end, there is always a beginning and vice versa. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;An end always referred to the accomplishments that give you the most satisfactory in your life but also a moment of break before a new beginning. Yes, you end things today but there is always a new beginning tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;An end today always keeps the hope away. How does that sounds? Well that depends on what ‘end’ it is after all. But too often people treat “end” from a pessimistic point of view. Taking an end for your life is not so much impressing because you are just simply wasting your effort to come to this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Humans are versatile creatures and they have been evolving since centuries ago. Their behavioral aspects accommodate by intellectual skills over the time have outdone most challenges. Its potentials are far more incomprehensible for many secrets yet to be unlocked. But before come to realization of this potential, humans have grown weak in time to respond to the demands of daily needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Could it be that the most intellect that the person has, the weaker the mind is? How ironic. Survival is more important than anything else but people these days misinterpret it as “ending” would be a more subtle thing to do, a shortcut to end all misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Taking a shortcut for an “ending” just spoil the story. Like a novel written nicely from the beginning, well-planned, decorated and colored but in the middle of the story, the narrator jumps to a simple conclusion to end the magnificent story because he has no longer have any idea to write the story. This leaves the readers to no longer continue his masterpiece. What a letdown! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Humans are so cheaters who take on shortcut for themselves but then leave on their misery to those around them like their loved ones who raised and supported them from the beginning of life. It’s so unfair for them to take on the burden that is not meant to be carried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;So what if you end the day today? You will re-begin again but with a different opening. A start-over again after so much you have achieved? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Life isn’t dull and filled with misery but simply humans put it that way. Life is alive and what makes it alive is what we are. There are so much pleasant things and someone out there waiting when you tend to bound yourself to unaccomplished obstacles and cower &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;yourself in darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Keep faith and the light shall illuminate your path at some point. Go out and test the possibility. Miracles are waiting out there for you to embark on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5503342437381803069-7371358826310617719?l=dragonshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7371358826310617719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/end-or-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/7371358826310617719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/7371358826310617719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/end-or-begin.html' title='End or Begin?'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01090604531703954394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIbKKerfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/hXBsymTC-UM/s220/fa5b699db3a075cedd7ddd98397400d9-d35fpbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5503342437381803069.post-6177140554305497421</id><published>2010-12-20T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T06:01:50.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Hell of A Dog Fight</title><content type='html'>When things don't go our way, when things tumble and crushes our hope, we decorate the day with a sigh or with a scornful face. It doesn't only make things go underway but even eradicate the surroundings with a gloomy aura. Yet no humans would realise or understand why such emotional uproar would take credits out of everything nice. Perhaps it is just a way of nature that light is submitted to the dark. But nature has a different or rather unique of reemerging hope for those who have faith in light. For that very reason, light seems to shine the brightest&amp;nbsp;in the darkest night. Illuminating all hope once more,&amp;nbsp;the pathway is reignited. Don't lose hope nor faith, for the very reason we be here is to taste the fear&amp;nbsp;of the dark and&amp;nbsp;savour the&amp;nbsp;warmth of the light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5503342437381803069-6177140554305497421?l=dragonshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6177140554305497421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-hell-of-dog-fight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/6177140554305497421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/6177140554305497421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-hell-of-dog-fight.html' title='It&apos;s Hell of A Dog Fight'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01090604531703954394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIbKKerfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/hXBsymTC-UM/s220/fa5b699db3a075cedd7ddd98397400d9-d35fpbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5503342437381803069.post-6692450013925528200</id><published>2010-12-17T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T08:24:03.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Hope For A New Day</title><content type='html'>As the day begins, we normally reflect back of the past of what we simply did. Past is just history and better let them be. History stores the moments of joy and sadness and recorded them as memories. We often get tangled in the midst of the past because of unfortune events or indelible happenings that&amp;nbsp;scarred our lives forever. But say no to that anymore as we carve a new opening for the day as the sunlight of the morning dawn&amp;nbsp;breaking through the thickness of the clouds shadowing the rays of light. We no longer be slaves to our mistakes and regrets of the past but we&amp;nbsp;be entrepreneurs who ignite the new&amp;nbsp;day with strength and&amp;nbsp;confidence. We mark the beginning of the day with a new hope...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5503342437381803069-6692450013925528200?l=dragonshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6692450013925528200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-hope-for-new-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/6692450013925528200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5503342437381803069/posts/default/6692450013925528200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-hope-for-new-day.html' title='A New Hope For A New Day'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01090604531703954394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39Wps_oxwYo/TVIbKKerfLI/AAAAAAAAABg/hXBsymTC-UM/s220/fa5b699db3a075cedd7ddd98397400d9-d35fpbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
