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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4HSX06eip7ImA9WhRRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755</id><updated>2011-11-27T23:35:38.312Z</updated><category term="short poem" /><category term="movie" /><category term="Morrison" /><category term="reviews" /><category term="rhyme" /><category term="priorities" /><category term="The Doors" /><category term="ROCK" /><category term="Jim Morrison" /><category term="relationships" /><category term="philosophy" /><category term="poems" /><category term="pragmatism" /><title>Thoughts of a restless mind</title><subtitle type="html">Abstract Art form of the subconscious.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="thoughtsofarestlessmind" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="license" type="text/html" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/" /><logo>http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.gif</logo><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">ThoughtsOfARestlessMind</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMGQ3w-eyp7ImA9WhZaFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-1463423806478968380</id><published>2011-07-01T21:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T21:00:22.253+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-01T21:00:22.253+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jim Morrison" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short poem" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Morrison" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poems" /><title>New post @ Mr Mojo Risin'</title><summary type="html">
Hi,

Check out the new post at my Morrison tribute blog at: http://afuneralpyre.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-want-world-and-we-want-it-now-poem.html

Thanks,

Yan&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/s9QHffHsRvE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/1463423806478968380/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=1463423806478968380" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/1463423806478968380?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/1463423806478968380?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-post-mr-mojo-risin.html" title="New post @ Mr Mojo Risin'" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4TORUixpLNQ/Tg4m-a2TPiI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LSbmth66lCY/s72-c/At+you.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8HRHY6eSp7ImA9WhZVGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-8615432453273172526</id><published>2011-06-01T19:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T19:27:15.811+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-01T19:27:15.811+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jim Morrison" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poems" /><title>New post @ Mr mojo risin</title><summary type="html">


New post @ http://afuneralpyre.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-connection-poem.html is a poem dedicated to Jim Morrison called "No connection".

Do check it out Morrison fans!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/7A7ZKHG4iEI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/8615432453273172526/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=8615432453273172526" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/8615432453273172526?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/8615432453273172526?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-post-mr-mojo-risin.html" title="New post @ Mr mojo risin" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U_enq95F59M/TeaEeq0ihDI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/OaH7VpSRH5w/s72-c/morrison+stage.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EDQ385fCp7ImA9WhZVFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-4886936751403083383</id><published>2011-05-28T20:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T20:07:52.124+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-28T20:07:52.124+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Doors" /><title>Mr mojo risin' - My tribute to Morrison</title><summary type="html">
Hey All,

I've started out a new blog dedicated to The Lizard King - Jim Morrison

It's called Mr mojo risin' and the blog is at http://afuneralpyre.blogspot.com/, I would create and post more and more poems, original articles about articles for all Morrison and The Doors lovers.

If you're a Real Doors fan, please do visit, or else, check this space for more.

Cya,

Yan&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/jmtsBU-7C5Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/4886936751403083383/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=4886936751403083383" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/4886936751403083383?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/4886936751403083383?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2011/05/mr-mojo-risin-my-tribute-to-morrison.html" title="Mr mojo risin' - My tribute to Morrison" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AmIrOaOMAUo/TeFHdazq9fI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0OVUp6DL1ec/s72-c/first+poster+The+Doors.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MASX04eyp7ImA9WhZWF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-3375419025978112834</id><published>2011-05-18T10:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T10:37:28.333+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-18T10:37:28.333+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Doors" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Morrison" /><title>The Open Door - poem</title><summary type="html">

Was trippin' on The Doors, tried my hand at a bit of poetry....

"Down under and yet so happy, confusions take over my joy…
Feeling great and feeling crappy, I guess I should plan a decoy…
With nature being my armor, I sink into over-drive…Am I a corporate farmer? Staying up from 9 to 5…
Yes, I feel the wind, but it’s not the same I felt…Yes, they do hush the trees into the nature’s belt…
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/XhbPPtTf5cU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/3375419025978112834/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=3375419025978112834" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/3375419025978112834?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/3375419025978112834?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-door-poem.html" title="The Open Door - poem" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_mLqRzMK2kA/TdOTFGW4w_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/SDuCrgB27g0/s72-c/The+Doors+wallpaper+%25286%2529.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QAQ389fSp7ImA9Wx9QFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-4348431378925133190</id><published>2010-12-27T03:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-27T03:42:22.165Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-27T03:42:22.165Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rhyme" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short poem" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ROCK" /><title>The New Year.... Resolution...</title><summary type="html">

I get stuck in the midst of work, Rock and Roll...
No typing the keys as the time takes its toll...
No saving the world, just trying to make a living…Trying to be calm in this life not so forgiving…
So new agendas, new plans for New Year…
Living on the edge, tranquilizing the fear…
I’m trying to end this trip with Rock in my mind…
Bitter memories and bad trips, I would leave behind…

My health &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/k8pYuOc7SXI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/4348431378925133190/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=4348431378925133190" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/4348431378925133190?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/4348431378925133190?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-year-resolution.html" title="The New Year.... Resolution..." /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/TRgK4CcFJ6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/sJgPYcScLq4/s72-c/iron+maiden.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAGSXg6fCp7ImA9Wx5WEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-5875375817709902931</id><published>2010-09-23T13:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:25:28.614+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-23T13:25:28.614+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie" /><title>Apolcalypse Now and Religulous - Movie Reviews</title><summary type="html">Hey all,

My apologies for the delayed blog posts...have been occupied with work, life, love and music...

Loads of work in the making, Stay tuned... for the moment, just wanted to share some movie reviews (if you haven't already seen them).

The first one being my new favorite Apocalypse Now

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tt0xxAMTp8M

If you've ever been a fan of War movies, this one's a must &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/-BheFPJkWgg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/5875375817709902931/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=5875375817709902931" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/5875375817709902931?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/5875375817709902931?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2010/09/apolcalypse-now-and-religulous-movie.html" title="Apolcalypse Now and Religulous - Movie Reviews" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUACQXo8fCp7ImA9Wx5TEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-3442499720264373234</id><published>2010-07-25T04:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T04:16:00.474+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-25T04:16:00.474+01:00</app:edited><title>The New Post...</title><summary type="html">That's right, I'm working on a new post at this current point and time...

Just waiting to click a "Just" photograph to go along with it.... Any suggestions on what the topic should be related to...?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/Yt6XLX8TWDA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/3442499720264373234/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=3442499720264373234" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/3442499720264373234?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/3442499720264373234?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-post.html" title="The New Post..." /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYCQX06cSp7ImA9WxFTGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-1678444103543847975</id><published>2010-04-09T17:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:56:00.319+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-09T17:56:00.319+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rhyme" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short poem" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie" /><title>A Precious Gift - The movie, The poem</title><summary type="html">
How eclectic can you be? When experimenting you resist…
How receptive can you be? When the fog hits the mist…


I jumped up with joy; I got what I wanted…
Fate’s unusual ploy, my destiny taunted…


I wanted to escape, without the usual route…
With too much at stake, I jumped the loop…


The void inside me cursed, I couldn’t contain…
All was what I rehearsed, but joy couldn’t sustain…


The &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/xCcjahcOZ28" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/1678444103543847975/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=1678444103543847975" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/1678444103543847975?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/1678444103543847975?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2010/04/precious-gift-movie-poem.html" title="A Precious Gift - The movie, The poem" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/S741YTNwh-I/AAAAAAAAAIs/cbOj-omkBKE/s72-c/a+precious+gift.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUNRnw9eSp7ImA9WxBaFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-9223009993089977049</id><published>2010-03-26T17:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-26T17:58:17.261Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-26T17:58:17.261Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short poem" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poems" /><title>Keep Moving!</title><summary type="html">

Such are days and such are nights...
Such are the lengths, breadths and heights...

The amplitude of this forgetful world...
...swings along as you curl...

You really think you're miser of the lot...
Just look around, give it a thought...

You don't perceive as you should...
earning a dime for livelihood...

"The Gold Merchant" up high you look...
Wrong were the turns I took...

But you did &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/j1aFHsEyBfQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/9223009993089977049/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=9223009993089977049" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/9223009993089977049?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/9223009993089977049?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2010/03/keep-moving.html" title="Keep Moving!" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/S6z0EMMpqgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bpk2y1m_uQ8/s72-c/photo_9404_20091101.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMBRXY5fip7ImA9WxBQF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-3039941148066711753</id><published>2010-01-17T18:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:37:34.826Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-17T18:37:34.826Z</app:edited><title>Negative hopes!</title><summary type="html">


It’s funny how I get negativity in everything around me…

It’s funny because happiness has only just found me…

Is it what I’ve been through, my whole life I played second fiddle…

Or is it because of who I am, a negative stuck in a positive riddle!

I gotta move on man! My mind tells me a gazillion times…

I’m too tired to write songs, or do a cypher or even rhyme!

I plan and I don’t comply,&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/deQtfnWoJO8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/3039941148066711753/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=3039941148066711753" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/3039941148066711753?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/3039941148066711753?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2010/01/negative-hopes.html" title="Negative hopes!" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/S1NYszRJ0MI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Bg48Qxi5RUY/s72-c/IMG_0420.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkANRHYzcCp7ImA9WxNaE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-6548157301758649338</id><published>2009-11-28T04:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-28T05:06:35.888Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-28T05:06:35.888Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rhyme" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pragmatism" /><title>Simple Man - The poem</title><summary type="html">
New Delhi, India

The life of a simple man begins often with a simple plan…
He checks the clock and packs his bag, The lunch full of rest-over snacks…

He checks the time and then he waits, At the stop – the queue he hates…
The bus is full but still he goes, The driver’s smoking in the first row…

The whistle, cursing and deafening thumps; People elbowing down the chumps…
Women harassed still &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/YMLC8OuXuUA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/6548157301758649338/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=6548157301758649338" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/6548157301758649338?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/6548157301758649338?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-man-poem.html" title="Simple Man - The poem" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SxCtCbv8TSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/aU-F26Xhtxs/s72-c/simple.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMASXY_eip7ImA9WxNWF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-7242429337238240369</id><published>2009-10-16T21:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:20:48.842+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-16T21:20:48.842+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rhyme" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philosophy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pragmatism" /><title>Break....</title><summary type="html">Time like wheel keeps walking on; Memoirs from subconscious I read…  Apprehension haunts, keeps stalking on; Opportunities are what I seek…  I laugh and joke and call it a “break”, but is this “break” making me weak?  There’s a lot in here, a lot at stake, but can my destiny be oblique?       Times shall witness my own feat; I make up my mind fanatically…  What’s a win without defeat; just think &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/BdJK8-9qtVs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/7242429337238240369/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=7242429337238240369" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/7242429337238240369?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/7242429337238240369?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2009/10/break.html" title="Break...." /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/StjVfAo8-BI/AAAAAAAAAHs/g7tXsJoMvOA/s72-c/taking_a_break.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUANRnw4eyp7ImA9WxJaE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-3277164556534745411</id><published>2009-08-03T20:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:29:57.233+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-03T20:29:57.233+01:00</app:edited><title>Last but not the least, Its time for My THESIS!!!</title><summary type="html">Now then people...Its my final thesis for my masters, which is for the usage of SAP in the supply chains of IT and hospitality industry.... Jibbrish ha!!?? Let me ease it up for you...Heres what you gotta do...If you know someone who is in the IT industry send him/her this link:http://www.my3q.com/home2/291/yaninthepan/survey_IT.phtmland/ or if you know someone working in the hospitality industry&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/ythE-Y93Mf4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/3277164556534745411/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=3277164556534745411" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/3277164556534745411?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/3277164556534745411?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-but-not-least-its-time-for-my.html" title="Last but not the least, Its time for My THESIS!!!" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/Snc5zt9VXKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MXoClEpuWIo/s72-c/SAP1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cMQXo4fCp7ImA9WxJXGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-1286186088793216728</id><published>2009-06-14T03:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T03:04:40.434+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-14T03:04:40.434+01:00</app:edited><title>Blog/Film Related Survey</title><summary type="html"> Hey people!! Now this is a shout out to everyone... (If I would say a humble request, would you do me a favour then?)... A friend of mine is doing his thesis and requires your help, he is a fellow classmate and is doing his thesis in Blogs and Film related Blogs. If you've got some time, Just visit the website : http://www.my3q.com/home2/287/saisukumar/blogsurvey.phtml and fill out the survey. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/JeD8H_JwNFs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/1286186088793216728/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=1286186088793216728" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/1286186088793216728?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/1286186088793216728?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogfilm-related-survey.html" title="Blog/Film Related Survey" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SjRaDqacOtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/q29514rxyFg/s72-c/blog_film.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8FR3g9fip7ImA9WxJXFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-327023247835447722</id><published>2009-06-09T16:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:53:36.666+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-09T16:53:36.666+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rhyme" /><title>The free road....</title><summary type="html">The days are getting closer for me to get back home… and I feel so glad that they I’m gonna go back!     I feel like I’m gonna be on this “free road”… but I really do wonder sometimes…     Can we find a free road?     You know, the one where you can just walk… without being told to walk on…     So I thought I’ll just write a poem on that…     Aaaaaarrrrrghhhhhhhhh…. I just wanna kill time now, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/uNE9siRpC2U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/327023247835447722/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=327023247835447722" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/327023247835447722?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/327023247835447722?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2009/06/free-road.html" title="The free road...." /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/Si6CBAVtuUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ssvq3WyIXz0/s72-c/moto_0090.JPEG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEMSHg-eCp7ImA9WxJXFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-8396145620858351468</id><published>2009-06-07T19:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:51:29.650+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-07T19:51:29.650+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philosophy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pragmatism" /><title>Life.... Get on board!</title><summary type="html">We are selfishHow many times have we heard this?How many times have we thought about a motive before doing a deed?How many times have we ignored the selfless for our own objectives?We are selfishWhy do we think about no one but ourselves at times?Why do we let our ego take over our actions at times?Why do we realize we’re wrong when it’s too late?I am selfishI have been beaten, broken and stood &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/fWoJ-gaL2Og" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/8396145620858351468/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=8396145620858351468" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/8396145620858351468?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/8396145620858351468?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-get-on-board.html" title="Life.... Get on board!" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SiwMCsVB4yI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lM8M_HfpCjM/s72-c/DSC00397.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4MQH08eip7ImA9WxJREUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-7413381547411238772</id><published>2009-05-12T08:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:39:41.372+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-12T08:39:41.372+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philosophy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pragmatism" /><title>The Off-vestment</title><summary type="html">The wallet’s light, I’m still “penny wise”I can’t buy that sonny, my hand’s too tight.The pension’s low, the budget’s a foe…The pile is rising of the money I owe…How do we get to eat, if my job has been stripped?How do we face the heat, if our mortgage has been ripped?They call it recession, I just claim it unfair…That high taxation, they’ve given up to care…The scenario’s bizarre, the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/9L84ofucOZ8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/7413381547411238772/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=7413381547411238772" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/7413381547411238772?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/7413381547411238772?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2009/05/off-vestment.html" title="The Off-vestment" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SgkmZNwCqKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jRKgw9ruSII/s72-c/IMG_0465.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYGQX86eSp7ImA9WxNUF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-167380254128562393</id><published>2009-05-11T14:36:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:55:20.111Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-08T19:55:20.111Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relationships" /><title>Without you :(</title><summary type="html">Why am I far away from you? Why can’t I come around?Why is, my sail stuck mid way? Why can’t I see the ground?Sometimes I sit and think about you, and the time just stands still…Why can’t I just be around you, instead of just waiting for the till?I try my best to find myself, there’s no “me” without my soul!Every night I tell myself, “one day less to meet my soul”…A short visit is not enough, nor&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/jN5UCwWgRYg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/167380254128562393/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=167380254128562393" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/167380254128562393?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/167380254128562393?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2009/05/without-you.html" title="Without you :(" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SggqS563xlI/AAAAAAAAADs/DuNdOZ57BE8/s72-c/moto_0046.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cHQX47eCp7ImA9WxJSFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-3887032906657327039</id><published>2009-05-05T01:43:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T04:43:50.000+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-05T04:43:50.000+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pragmatism" /><title>Loneliness</title><summary type="html">I look up while I'm walking, I don't feel like talking...I confiscated the boredom, but the loneliness is stalking...I cheered myself, I sneered myself, within my aura, I fought...I hustled myself, I questioned myself... What is it that I sought?I jump to conclusions too early; still the doubt surrounds the result...And then I'm back thinking again, Am I really that awkward cult?Is someone on the&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/F3v6tbW6lNw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/3887032906657327039/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=3887032906657327039" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/3887032906657327039?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/3887032906657327039?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2009/05/loneliness.html" title="Loneliness" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMMQHg5eSp7ImA9WxVUFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-641834533214715310</id><published>2009-03-19T22:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:48:01.621Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-20T09:48:01.621Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philosophy" /><title>Cataclysm</title><summary type="html">At world's demise, a cold premise, that life could still sustain...The feet trembles, the scene resembles, of lives lived in vein... The end is near, the onset of fear, worlds clash over greed...The gates are seized, revenge is leased, peace won't be freed... Cataclysm is built, men with no guilt, are showing off destruction...Screams and cries, and weeping eyes, calls god for resurrection... Yes&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/Ge9t25I9fe8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/641834533214715310/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=641834533214715310" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/641834533214715310?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/641834533214715310?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2009/03/cataclysm.html" title="Cataclysm" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/ScLBY_ycEaI/AAAAAAAAADc/-L33WhCRjas/s72-c/cataclysm.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YDQH4-eSp7ImA9WxVREks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-678302554438861584</id><published>2009-01-17T13:55:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-18T07:52:51.051Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-18T07:52:51.051Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rhyme" /><title>Am I alive or am I dead?</title><summary type="html">I check my vital status, I try to calculate......I explore my apparatus, I try to judge my state...As I see the years rush, my doubts encapsulate......I listen to the humble hush, of my god forsaken fate...It's not about the joys now, it's about my doubtful state......No sense of rejoice now, When the happiness is late...I think I am, then I think I'm not, What's love and What's hate?I check my &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/y9J4nzAph6o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/678302554438861584/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=678302554438861584" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/678302554438861584?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/678302554438861584?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-i-alive-or-am-i-dead.html" title="Am I alive or am I dead?" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SXHjiGILWiI/AAAAAAAAADI/fuSrxyjGhsE/s72-c/alive-but-dead.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQMRHk9fSp7ImA9WxRaF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-8343933560935459041</id><published>2008-12-16T23:56:00.009Z</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:06:25.765Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-19T17:06:25.765Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philosophy" /><title>Weird and Confusing</title><summary type="html">Another one of my pestering thoughts......eats me up every now and then again. Tells me to stop and think about how radically life can change...It did, for me at least.Is it just me or everyone comes across these people who have no idea how to control their impulses...I mean, one moment they're all friendly and snap! there they go again with a punch right where it hits you the most, on your self &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/MBAJt8Ip4qk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/8343933560935459041/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=8343933560935459041" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/8343933560935459041?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/8343933560935459041?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2008/12/weird-and-confusing.html" title="Weird and Confusing" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SUpOGDjljtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pW7BpvcKivU/s72-c/confused470_470x414.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQDRn45eSp7ImA9WxRaFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-4811468874399283567</id><published>2008-12-11T19:36:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:42:57.021Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-19T00:42:57.021Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ROCK" /><title>Metallica - Death Magnetic : The Review that never came! Part 1</title><summary type="html"> Allright, This is the first of my reviews for any album I've given on this blog...... Should've been done by me in September. But Unfortunately got a bit short on time...Here it is Metalheads, the review that never cameThe Playlists has 10 songs in total... this post contains the indepth for the first three...1. This was just your lifeStarts off with a good riff, James hetfield voice has turned &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/8HyJrbQn7Ds" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/4811468874399283567/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=4811468874399283567" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/4811468874399283567?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/4811468874399283567?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2008/12/metallica-death-magnetic-review-that.html" title="Metallica - Death Magnetic : The Review that never came! Part 1" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SUFr3WDr1UI/AAAAAAAAACc/nn73bW2Hv7s/s72-c/metallica1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkICRnc9cSp7ImA9WxVUFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-2703440007178291356</id><published>2008-12-09T02:22:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-21T05:49:27.969Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-21T05:49:27.969Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philosophy" /><title>The Obscurity of Pessimism!</title><summary type="html">Its really Unfortunate that at times when everything is just about going right, the ones who haven't really experienced the good times are really afraid and scared that something, somewhere along the line would come and ruin everything, 'Cuz thats how they know life...... it's like a child recently crossing the height limits to graduate from a kiddie ride to a roller coaster in an amusement &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/jo0PBPh8MCg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/2703440007178291356/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=2703440007178291356" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/2703440007178291356?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/2703440007178291356?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2008/12/obscurity-of-pessimism.html" title="The Obscurity of Pessimism!" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/ScR_4N4n6zI/AAAAAAAAADk/mgwISlkesgw/s72-c/pessimism.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08GRHk9fyp7ImA9WxRUF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627624713791085755.post-1909939211579431156</id><published>2008-11-26T22:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-27T04:57:05.767Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-27T04:57:05.767Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philosophy" /><title>The uncertain journey called life!</title><summary type="html"> Life, it goes on till it ends. As simple as these seven words may sound, it's not that easy to comprehend. and you know it, isn't it.... no, I'm not trying to be a Guru, I'm not writing this to let you or anyone know how much I understand life and you don't.... well maybe I am, but anyways, read on... ....So it starts with a Pre-paid return ticket to never-land, where we are promised a sound and&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThoughtsOfARestlessMind/~4/bo0wlZSkhfc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/feeds/1909939211579431156/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1627624713791085755&amp;postID=1909939211579431156" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/1909939211579431156?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1627624713791085755/posts/default/1909939211579431156?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://yanofathousandsuns.blogspot.com/2008/11/uncertain-journey-called-life.html" title="The uncertain journey called life!" /><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03159068050881246372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS8KQImwX0I/AAAAAAAAACE/YSHp8CpK5Pk/S220/GAKSZRHZQUKV-large.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5EXGVUxW7E/SS3Kboao84I/AAAAAAAAAB4/N2uXu2Jtop0/s72-c/question-mark-art.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>

