<?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-15293237</id><updated>2012-02-03T02:25:47.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Eye</title><subtitle type='html'>"Dont be aroused by my confession unless you dont give a good god damn about redemption. I know Christ is coming and so am I you would to if the sexy devil caught your eye." Maynard James Keenan REV 22:20</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HALO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080340308721506099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chetzar.com/mabus7_op_487x600.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15293237.post-114329739190972584</id><published>2006-03-25T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T08:21:52.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For my boys doin what they do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boredom"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3070/1411/400/thumbs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Day Is Exactly The Same&lt;br /&gt;By: Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I can see the future&lt;br /&gt;As I repeat the same routine&lt;br /&gt;I think I used to have a purpose&lt;br /&gt;But then again&lt;br /&gt;That might have been a dream&lt;br /&gt;I think I used to have a voice&lt;br /&gt;Now I never make a sound&lt;br /&gt;I just do what I've been told&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want them to come around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is exactly the same&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is exactly the same&lt;br /&gt;There is no love here and there is no pain&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is exactly the same&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.psychologyinfo.com/depression/other.htm#adjust"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3070/1411/400/CANO3O3X.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel their eyes are watching&lt;br /&gt;In case I loose myself again&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I'm happy here&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, yet I still pretend&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember how this got started&lt;br /&gt;But I can tell you exactly how it will end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing on a little piece of paper&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping someday you might find&lt;br /&gt;I'll hide it behind something&lt;br /&gt;They won't look behind&lt;br /&gt;I am still inside here&lt;br /&gt;A little bit comes bleeding through&lt;br /&gt;I wish this could have been any other way&lt;br /&gt;But I just don't know what else I can do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is exactly the same&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is exactly the same&lt;br /&gt;There is no love here and there is no pain&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is exactly the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15293237-114329739190972584?l=mullens123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/feeds/114329739190972584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15293237&amp;postID=114329739190972584' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114329739190972584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114329739190972584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/2006/03/for-my-boys-doin-what-they-do.html' title='For my boys doin what they do!'/><author><name>HALO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080340308721506099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chetzar.com/mabus7_op_487x600.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15293237.post-114244922532543976</id><published>2006-03-15T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T08:30:19.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orestes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/perfect-circle/106537.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3070/1411/320/CATNPHWU.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/perfect-circle/106537.html"&gt;A Perfect Circle-Orestes Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to greek mythology Orestes was the son of Agamemnon and Clytemnestra. (Agamemnon was once told to be the most powerfull King of the ancient Greek kingdom of Mycenae or Argos, commander-in-chief of the Greeks during the Trojan War. Clytemnsetra the wife of Agamemnon in Greek mythology was believed to have been born of a union between Zeus and Leda. Zeus is said to have wooed Leda disguised as a swan.) and the brother of Electra. (The Psychological disorder Electra Complex is named after her.) When his father returned from the Trojan War, he was murdered by Clytemnestra and her lover, Aegisthus. Orestes, who was quite young at the time, went into exile and swore to get revenge. After he reached adulthood, he returned home secretly and, plotting with his sister Electra, contrived the murder of both Aegisthus and Clytemnestra. (Aegisthus ruled Mycenae for seven years.) As a consequence of his deed, Orestes was tormented by erinyes, or furies (it is said that Electra had a hand in her brother seeing and hearing the Erinyes) who followed him everywhere he went. The Erinyes only stopped houding him when he sought judgment for his crime at Aeropagus in Athens, and was acquitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://plato.stanford.edu/entries/freewill/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3070/1411/320/images.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Give me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One more medicated peaceful moment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Electra complex is a vague psychiatric concept named by Carl Jung and proposed by Sigmund Freud being the counterpart to the Oedipus complex. According to Freud, a female is originally attached to the mother, and when she discovers that she lacks a penis during the Phallic stage the female becomes psychologically attached to her father and imagines that she will become pregnant by him, while becoming more hostile towards her mother. This is due to penis envy the female is so envious of her father's penis and wants to possess it so strongly that she dreams of bearing his children. This theory is generally regarded as sexist among feminists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15293237-114244922532543976?l=mullens123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/feeds/114244922532543976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15293237&amp;postID=114244922532543976' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114244922532543976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114244922532543976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/2006/03/orestes.html' title='Orestes'/><author><name>HALO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080340308721506099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chetzar.com/mabus7_op_487x600.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15293237.post-114209109131364666</id><published>2006-03-11T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T08:53:52.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;A Perfect Circle&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;The Noose"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=halo"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3070/1411/320/halo.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=halo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So glad to see you well&lt;br /&gt;Overcome and completely silent now&lt;br /&gt;With heavens help you cast your demons out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to pull your halo down&lt;br /&gt;Around your neck and tug you off your cloud&lt;br /&gt;But I'm more then just a little curious&lt;br /&gt;How your're planning to go about making your amends&lt;br /&gt;To the dead&lt;br /&gt;To the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall the deeds as if thry're all&lt;br /&gt;Someone else's atrocious stories&lt;br /&gt;Now you stand reborn before us all&lt;br /&gt;so Glad to see you well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to pull your halo down&lt;br /&gt;Around your neck and tug you to the ground&lt;br /&gt;But Im more then just a little curious&lt;br /&gt;How you're planning to go about making your amends&lt;br /&gt;To the dead&lt;br /&gt;To the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your halo slipping down&lt;br /&gt;Your halo slipping&lt;br /&gt;Your halo slipping down&lt;br /&gt;Your halo slipping down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm more then just a little curious&lt;br /&gt;How you're planning to go about making your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/12677d.htm"&gt;M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/12677d.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3070/1411/320/halo.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ore then just a little curious&lt;br /&gt;How you're planning to go about making your amends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your halo slipping down&lt;br /&gt;Your halo slipping down&lt;br /&gt;To choke you now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15293237-114209109131364666?l=mullens123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/feeds/114209109131364666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15293237&amp;postID=114209109131364666' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114209109131364666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114209109131364666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/2006/03/perfect-circle-noose-so-glad-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>HALO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080340308721506099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chetzar.com/mabus7_op_487x600.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15293237.post-114193187205805266</id><published>2006-03-09T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T09:19:01.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naturally unnatural?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/t/tool/139385.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;TOOL 46&amp;2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click here for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl Jung's Archetype the shadow, is said to be part of the unconscious mind, mysterious and disagreeable to the conscious mind. It is considered part of ones original self. Shadow is superseded during early childhood by the consious mind&lt;a href="http://www.ship.edu/%7Ecgboeree/jung.html"&gt;,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ship.edu/%7Ecgboeree/jung.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3070/1411/320/56.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it becomes thoughts compressed by the consious mind these thoughts are instinctive and irrational. The Shadow is ruthless in conflict and empathetic in friendship. It is a source of ideas for understanding ones more inexplicable actions, attitudes and reactions, and how to deal with these actions/reactions. It may appear in dreams/visions in various forms often as a feared or despised person or being. It can act as an adversary or a friend. Usually has the same gender as ones persona. Ones shadow tends to appear with dark skin to any one because it represents an ancestral aspect of the mind but can depend greatly on the individuals character, because the shadow developes in one's mind rather than inherited in the collective unconscious. Interaction with the shadow in dreams may shed light on ones state of mind. The shadow sometimes takes over ones actions especially when the conscious mind is shocked, confused, or paralyzed by indecision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human genome is the whole hereditary information of an organism that is encoded in the DNA. Human genome is made up of 23 chromosome pairs with a total of 3 billion DNA. There are 24 distinct human chromosomes numbered 1-22 plus a sex determining X and Y chromosome. They are numbered roughly according to decreasing size. Adding one or two would be godly or evolutionary. Now the question in today's age is will &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.karmastrology.com/rek_hero.shtml"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3070/1411/320/46.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this happen to humankind naturally or will we do it through medicine and science maybe to cure a disease? Or make a super-human soldier. Will time tell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15293237-114193187205805266?l=mullens123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/feeds/114193187205805266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15293237&amp;postID=114193187205805266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114193187205805266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114193187205805266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/2006/03/naturally-unnatural.html' title='Naturally unnatural?'/><author><name>HALO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080340308721506099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chetzar.com/mabus7_op_487x600.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15293237.post-114176281946084399</id><published>2006-03-07T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T09:32:07.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=rose"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3070/1411/320/rose.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Artist(band): A Perfect circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't disturb&lt;br /&gt;The beast&lt;br /&gt;The tempermental goat&lt;br /&gt;The snail while he's feeding on&lt;br /&gt;The rose&lt;br /&gt;Stay frozen, compromising&lt;br /&gt;What I will&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bend around&lt;br /&gt;The wind silently&lt;br /&gt;thrown about&lt;br /&gt;Again I'm treading so&lt;br /&gt;Soft and lightly&lt;br /&gt;Compromising my will&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I will&lt;br /&gt;So no longer&lt;br /&gt;Will I&lt;br /&gt;Lay down&lt;br /&gt;Play dead&lt;br /&gt;Play your doe&lt;br /&gt;in the headlights locked down&lt;br /&gt;and terrified&lt;br /&gt;your deer in the headlights&lt;br /&gt;Shot down and horrified when&lt;br /&gt;Push comes to pull comes to shove&lt;br /&gt;Comes to step around this&lt;br /&gt;Self-destructing dance that never&lt;br /&gt;Would've ednded till I&lt;br /&gt;Rose&lt;br /&gt;I roared aloud here&lt;br /&gt;I will&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I will&lt;br /&gt;So no longer&lt;br /&gt;Will I&lt;br /&gt;Lay down&lt;br /&gt;Lay dead&lt;br /&gt;Play this&lt;br /&gt;Kneel down&lt;br /&gt;Gun-shy martyr&lt;br /&gt;Pitiful&lt;br /&gt;I rose, I roared&lt;br /&gt;I will&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15293237-114176281946084399?l=mullens123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/feeds/114176281946084399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15293237&amp;postID=114176281946084399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114176281946084399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114176281946084399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/2006/03/rose.html' title='Rose'/><author><name>HALO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080340308721506099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chetzar.com/mabus7_op_487x600.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15293237.post-114176112057149072</id><published>2006-03-07T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T12:54:22.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3070/1411/1600/Treeoflife0.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3070/1411/320/Treeoflife0.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as of late I have been looking into basically what life is and means to me . Studied the Torah (first five books of the Hebrew bible). A little in to Kabbalah and of course the tree of life, circle of life, and flower of life. Reading some Carl Jung on the collective unconscious. Any ways some other shit and to be honest I think I might be more confused now than when I started. First and foremost I do not believe Jesus Christ was god in human form. I do believe he was a man just not god. And I am pretty sure I hate most religions. but I do believe in a higher power, a thing. I do not believe in the big bang theory and Darwinism although there is obvious evolution that takes place in the history of mankind. But how can someone honestly say with out a doubt that we came from a single celled Organism. When we can't even decide what 98.5% of the human genome does. I am starting to like the sound of reincarnation, that we play this same game over and over again until we get it right and not every part of us goes on to the next life but only a part of the soul. I don't know there is just something comforting to me in that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15293237-114176112057149072?l=mullens123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/feeds/114176112057149072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15293237&amp;postID=114176112057149072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114176112057149072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/114176112057149072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/2006/03/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>HALO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080340308721506099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chetzar.com/mabus7_op_487x600.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15293237.post-114082876599943318</id><published>2006-02-24T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T16:52:46.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where is my mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15293237-114082876599943318?l=mullens123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/feeds/114082876599943318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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broken mirrors fallen,&lt;br /&gt;My reflection shattered,&lt;br /&gt;To a million pieces,&lt;br /&gt;Fists hit the ground picking up the glass of this life,&lt;br /&gt;Splintered wont ever gain control,&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it,&lt;br /&gt;slip into this emotional comma,&lt;br /&gt;Let the demons dream,&lt;br /&gt;Cease to exist pull the white flag,&lt;br /&gt;Give away all rights institutionalized,&lt;br /&gt;These are part one and two of my life,.&lt;br /&gt;Gray clouds roll through my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls like mud from these lies,&lt;br /&gt;Between the up and down side,&lt;br /&gt;I hide&lt;br /&gt;This purgatory byes him time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15293237-113873995244996076?l=mullens123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/feeds/113873995244996076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15293237&amp;postID=113873995244996076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/113873995244996076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/113873995244996076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/2006/01/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>HALO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080340308721506099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chetzar.com/mabus7_op_487x600.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15293237.post-113867283771399336</id><published>2006-01-30T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T11:11:55.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck this shit,&lt;br /&gt;tied to my mouth stuck to my lips,&lt;br /&gt;coughing blood onto my bit,&lt;br /&gt;reality dripping some one give me a hit,&lt;br /&gt;comeing too, life slips,&lt;br /&gt;the fabric of this place in my head rips,&lt;br /&gt;still dripping cant get a grip&lt;br /&gt;she looks at me begins to strip,&lt;br /&gt;begins with a slight twist of my wrist,&lt;br /&gt;I use my hand then my fist,&lt;br /&gt;I look up try to resist,&lt;br /&gt;deamons have me, I do subsist.&lt;br /&gt;unzip my soul for totall control&lt;br /&gt;I pay my price my toll&lt;br /&gt;the voice in my head, am i playing the right role.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15293237-113867283771399336?l=mullens123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.chetzar.com/mabus7_op_487x600.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15293237.post-113858612463699906</id><published>2006-01-29T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T17:55:28.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more time</title><content type='html'>Fuck you runs through my brain,&lt;br /&gt;blood drips out of my skin out of my veins,&lt;br /&gt;corner of my eye figure seen, vision strains,&lt;br /&gt;dripping into the cold, my incondecent stains,&lt;br /&gt;soul slipping emotions drain,&lt;br /&gt;she was here to come, she came,&lt;br /&gt;steped through my brain, left all the blame,&lt;br /&gt;took my soul, took my heart, used, raped,&lt;br /&gt;pulled the trigger, colapsed my chest, dead aim,&lt;br /&gt;took my love, took me, took my name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://www.chetzar.com/mabus7_op_487x600.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15293237.post-112368809518363464</id><published>2005-08-10T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T10:30:08.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude</title><content type='html'>Dude today I woke up and didn't really want to get out of bed. Knowing that today like the past 5 months of my life will be a waste. What I am about to tell you is my daily schedule well Im supposed to get up at 5:30 every morning but that just never seems to happen its usually around 7 or 8 from there I get dressed and walk my happy ass to work. When I get to work I normally get on this computer and sit here for a few hours trying to think of things to look up. Or sometimes take a cat nap. Then I go to lunch for 2 maybe 3 hours after lunch I com back here and read a book, or try to think of some different things to look up. That's my work day and the tax payers pay me to do it, bla bla bla!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15293237-112368809518363464?l=mullens123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/feeds/112368809518363464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15293237&amp;postID=112368809518363464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/112368809518363464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15293237/posts/default/112368809518363464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullens123.blogspot.com/2005/08/dude.html' title='Dude'/><author><name>HALO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080340308721506099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.chetzar.com/mabus7_op_487x600.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
