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    <title><![CDATA[le blog amotscontes par : Malory]]></title>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 22:12:04 +0200</pubDate>    <lastBuildDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 22:12:04 +0200</lastBuildDate>    <generator>Over-blog.com RSS 2.0 Engine</generator>    <copyright>Copyright 2009, Malory Havet</copyright>            <category>Voyages</category>    <docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification/</docs>                        
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        <title><![CDATA[Préambule]]></title>
        <link>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-30410014.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[ « L'on ouvrirait les villes comme on ouvrirait les livres. Les banlieues, les portes et les octrois se diraient préambules, prologues ou introductions; l'inverse également :des pages voudraient dire les rues, les chapitres les arrondissements, et les titres des livres seraient des noms de [...]]]></description>
        <pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 04:06:00 +0200</pubDate>        <guid >http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-30410014.html</guid>
                <category>A mots contés</category>        <comments>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-30410014-6.html#c</comments>                    </item>
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        <title><![CDATA[Serinity &Teasing]]></title>
        <link>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-28040668.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[ Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each. -- Henry David Thoreau Alright.. so this post is a bit of a fake.. appart from this picture taken in Thailand, (reflecting my new found Serinity.. and so on) the [...]]]></description>
        <pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 14:00:00 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-28040668.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[Goodbye to you]]></title>
        <link>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-26145149.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[ His mother had often said, When you choose an action, you choose the consequences of that action. She had emphasized the corollary of this axiom even more vehemently: When you desired a consequence you had damned well better take the action that would create it. -- Lois McMaster Bujold, [...]]]></description>
        <pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2008 12:41:00 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-26145149.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[Après minuit]]></title>
        <link>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-25954646.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[ Even the fear of death is nothing compared to the fear of not having lived authentically and fully. -- Frances Moore Lappe, picture taken in a train late at night.. going home Angoisses spasmodiques & doutes empiriques Il n'y a rien de pire... non rien de pire.. que la solitude après minuit … [...]]]></description>
        <pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 14:43:00 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-25954646.html</guid>
                <category>Evidences Imagées</category>        <comments>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-25954646-6.html#c</comments>                    </item>
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        <title><![CDATA[Promises]]></title>
        <link>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-25743046.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[ To believe and to hold on to everything that was once promised To everything that would be Now fading away... selfportrait, taken by candle light no post processing I must wait for the sunrise I must think of a new life And I must'nt give in When the dawn comes Tonight will be a memory too [...]]]></description>
        <pubDate>Sat, 13 Dec 2008 00:16:00 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-25743046.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[The Invitation]]></title>
        <link>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-25548610.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[ The particular human chain we're part of is central to our individual identity. -- Elizabeth Stone It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to [...]]]></description>
        <pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 17:14:00 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-25548610.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[Clef des champs]]></title>
        <link>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-25527325.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[ You must dare to disassociate yourself from those who would delay your journey... Leave, depart, if not physically, then mentally. Go your own way, quietly, undramatically, and venture toward trueness at last. -- Vernon Howard Bali-Indonesia 'La pensée des trois mille lieues de route qui [...]]]></description>
        <pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2008 22:49:00 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-25527325.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[En attendant la fin...]]></title>
        <link>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-25011050.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[ Without friends no one would choose to live, though he had all other goods. -- Aristotle, Nichomachean Ethics The deadline for my hardest and most important exams, is getting closer and closer by the minute.. which means that Insanity isn't so far away neither.. Therefor.. not so much NO time [...]]]></description>
        <pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 23:38:00 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-25011050.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[[...] mood]]></title>
        <link>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-24834685.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[ He who angers you conquers you. Elizabeth Kenny J'ai rattaché ma barque Et me suis faite transparente Le jeu de la colère Sous le manteau du silence Trou dans la mémoire Juste à l'endroit des attentes Je ne vais plus m'envoler Au premier de tes souffles... Trop de mélancolie Dans ma [...]]]></description>
        <pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 00:07:00 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-24834685.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[Oh so blue...]]></title>
        <link>http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-23434047.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[ When we are unable to find tranquility within ourselves, it is useless to seek it elsewhere.-- Francois de La Rochefoucauld picture taken on perenthian island-Malaysia I don't generally spread out many details about my life 'round here.. but since it has been a while I didn't post anything.. [...]]]></description>
        <pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 14:10:00 +0200</pubDate>        <guid >http://amotscontes.over-blog.com/article-23434047.html</guid>
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