<?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-1460103839665729798</id><updated>2012-02-20T15:22:24.004-05:00</updated><category term='Have we met before'/><category term='I will marry you'/><category term='Destiny war'/><category term='Homeless'/><category term='religion'/><category term='My voice'/><category term='Breaking out'/><category term='Shakespeare'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='whole'/><category term='spirituality'/><category term='Impatience'/><category term='The pin up'/><category term='Self Confidence'/><category term='Shyness'/><title type='text'>Soul Tokens</title><subtitle type='html'>Soul Tokens by Amber Ormsbee. Blog with writings from the soul to the soul.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-1698084396025472661</id><published>2011-11-21T14:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:17:16.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Gap</title><summary type='text'>
I should have followed my instinct and went along with my heart
I could have followed the other fork in the road as I had before
I may have slept past the warning bells many times before
No matter how the present comes to appear, it arrives just the same

You could have allowed me to follow closer to you
You should have been there when I needed the support
You may have seen the pain and helped </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1698084396025472661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=1698084396025472661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1698084396025472661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1698084396025472661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2011/11/unexpected-gap.html' title='Unexpected Gap'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bR1XlMVb1yk/Tsqjb8i7cMI/AAAAAAAABUE/2y61oNOhfcc/s72-c/beauty.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-8335250837381958473</id><published>2011-09-04T14:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T14:22:01.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Limited Intentions</title><summary type='text'>World keeps spinning with unintentional wisdom
Wind blows with no intentions but to blow
Sun burns with unlimited power and heat
And yet we take it personally

We travel, we state, we remember
Intentions of living with a plan
We take chances, we love, we forget
Limiting our passions and our power


  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8335250837381958473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=8335250837381958473&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8335250837381958473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8335250837381958473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2011/09/limited-intentions.html' title='Limited Intentions'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bmrk-CLe-vw/TmPBdDi9r2I/AAAAAAAABSo/rEHCrLB4lEs/s72-c/deep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5643033910348902508</id><published>2011-07-21T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:46:28.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new defintion of happiness</title><summary type='text'>A question of happiness crossed my mindThe choice of smiling or crying, yelling or laughingA true fork in the path within my mindHappiness is easier when the clouds are gone
Strive closer to a definition of happinessDifferent with age and timeReleased of obligated happinessPeaceful laughter comes with ease


 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5643033910348902508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5643033910348902508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5643033910348902508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5643033910348902508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-defintion-of-happiness.html' title='A new defintion of happiness'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fNCw1ldjn_k/Tig7olMBVxI/AAAAAAAABSg/6VunBIr474o/s72-c/tran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-7198215160167172730</id><published>2010-10-07T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T16:45:48.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What are they talking about?</title><summary type='text'>
No sense has been made from a sheltered life of fear. There is no truth behind guilt and ruin. 
Hearing the chatter does not make it real. Dump the fear here and now, carry on.
Love the way it comes and learn the way it was. Make it all become a part of the journey. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7198215160167172730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=7198215160167172730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/7198215160167172730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/7198215160167172730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-are-they-talking-about.html' title='What are they talking about?'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TK4xZGHqjgI/AAAAAAAABNw/06k4UMbo_m8/s72-c/blackWhitePhotos111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-8541382880553375724</id><published>2010-09-16T10:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:17:49.671-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Chances are</title><summary type='text'>

Chances are you have been here before, as your journey turns, the completion travels faster. 
You may have set your goal and dreamed of the place you will go, chances are you have been there before.
Question how you will travel to your destination before you set out, chances are you have the answers.

Take one chance and turn it into a sea of understanding from now on


 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8541382880553375724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=8541382880553375724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8541382880553375724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8541382880553375724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/09/chances-are.html' title='Chances are'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TJImJL1empI/AAAAAAAABMc/OWt3ndCfgVU/s72-c/valha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5155150080252420793</id><published>2010-09-02T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T16:02:10.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>shouting from the roof tops</title><summary type='text'>Standing above all, I start to yell as loud as possible. Although there is no sound, you can hear me from here. 
It is not just love that is expressed, not just commitment and understanding. It is the 'other half' making it whole. Crazy words of 'wow' relieve us from falling over words that just will not do it. 

Shouting from the roof tops, the tallest buildings, the steepest mountains. This </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5155150080252420793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5155150080252420793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5155150080252420793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5155150080252420793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/09/shouting-from-roof-tops.html' title='shouting from the roof tops'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TIACtFDRoUI/AAAAAAAABL8/AClKwENxYYU/s72-c/kau4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-6563170070554667055</id><published>2010-06-08T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T11:56:41.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Impatience'/><title type='text'>Always in a hurry to nowhere</title><summary type='text'>I sometimes sit paralyzed, not knowing what to do. My mind swims in a list of activity, things that I should be doing. I am in a perpetual state of getting things done now, that I shut down to a state of anxiety. Nothing seems to be done, no magic wand to straighten the path. If I could just be happy with the moment, if I could just be calm and confident. The never ending 'if'.

I feel a constant</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6563170070554667055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=6563170070554667055&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6563170070554667055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6563170070554667055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/06/always-in-hurry-to-nowhere.html' title='Always in a hurry to nowhere'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-4719333546412639722</id><published>2010-06-07T08:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T08:58:11.929-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Confidence'/><title type='text'>Being shot down suddenly</title><summary type='text'>A battle within is a true vision of a person's mind in turmoil. My imagination has always been forever streaming my thoughts. Great ideas and vision, inspirations and creativity have been much entwined in my life. 

For some reason, that I am still struggling with, I will turn away from defending or justifying my ideas and thoughts. If any negative comments are made, I turn away from my thoughts,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4719333546412639722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=4719333546412639722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4719333546412639722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4719333546412639722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/06/being-shot-down-suddenly.html' title='Being shot down suddenly'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TAzsMcfW7-I/AAAAAAAABJU/AMd5BEfrL0M/s72-c/valha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-6052135575856296779</id><published>2010-06-03T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T14:56:49.494-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shyness'/><title type='text'>Stop being so shy!</title><summary type='text'>

A brief definition of shyness 

In humans, shyness (also called diffidence) is a social psychology term used to describe the feeling of apprehension, lack of confidence, or awkwardness experienced when a person is in proximity to, approaching, or being approached by other people, especially in new situations or with unfamiliar people. Shyness may come from personality introversion, genetic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6052135575856296779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=6052135575856296779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6052135575856296779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6052135575856296779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/06/stop-being-so-shy.html' title='Stop being so shy!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TAf65x9G0jI/AAAAAAAABJE/dD2-qWTvyKY/s72-c/020628_1600_1376_dslp_op_720x381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-8957571941313951442</id><published>2010-06-02T10:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:49:21.264-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking out'/><title type='text'>Recollection</title><summary type='text'>Recollection of times past. When you need to find a piece of the puzzle, there is such a need to look into the past.
I always had a conflict within about how people perceived me, what kind of person they thought I was. With the overwhelming intrusion of thoughts, always worried about what others thought about me. During high school I was sure of the fact that some saw me as stuck up, a bitch and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8957571941313951442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=8957571941313951442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8957571941313951442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8957571941313951442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/06/recollection.html' title='Recollection'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5842091297736797500</id><published>2010-06-02T10:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:11:32.047-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking out'/><title type='text'>Breaking out</title><summary type='text'>Discover with me a journey, where I expose myself to my fears. Facing them will release me of and let me break free from the box. A mental health problem...most likely. A habit...most definitely. Although I may be in need of therapy, I will dive into getting myself together through confessions, sharing my life, examining my fears and the things that hold me back. 

In hopes I will leave it behind</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5842091297736797500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5842091297736797500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5842091297736797500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5842091297736797500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/06/breaking-out.html' title='Breaking out'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-7165527997263589741</id><published>2010-04-29T15:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:07:12.432-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Who do you bow to?</title><summary type='text'>Being new to the monastery, one of the senior monks pulled the new monk aside for further instruction. " In this monastery you must not only bow when entering the meditation hall and receiving teachings from the master, but also when you meet your elders." The new monk asked who his elders were, he received this answer; "It is traditional that all who are older in ordination time, who've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7165527997263589741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=7165527997263589741&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/7165527997263589741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/7165527997263589741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-do-you-bow-to.html' title='Who do you bow to?'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-2895207862265327906</id><published>2010-03-29T12:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:07:30.387-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>It is just up and down</title><summary type='text'>It is getting hard to guess the mood and the swingHere we are in the middle and no time duckIt comes at you with force and let's you driveBe warned of the power of the day




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2895207862265327906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=2895207862265327906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2895207862265327906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2895207862265327906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-just-up-and-down.html' title='It is just up and down'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-4538582719684607773</id><published>2010-03-22T13:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:07:49.540-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>When you believe in a smile</title><summary type='text'>I know the sun is there to help me deal with meAnswering to power beyond our soulI will dance, celebrate and enjoyMy faith and determination to smile


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4538582719684607773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=4538582719684607773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4538582719684607773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4538582719684607773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-you-believe-in-smile.html' title='When you believe in a smile'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/S6eqMjLONRI/AAAAAAAABC4/DAIlql6xIEc/s72-c/elem-w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-3525306298795331958</id><published>2010-03-09T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:07:54.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You hold your dream</title><summary type='text'>I had a dream that he came to meHe let me believe I was freeHe made peace with it allI had a dream and then he left again
No one will know what you hold insideAllowed to shadow your former selfDreams will come but will not hold youYou are the dream in living colour


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3525306298795331958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=3525306298795331958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/3525306298795331958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/3525306298795331958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-hold-your-dream.html' title='You hold your dream'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/S5ZVnCoQ6yI/AAAAAAAABCQ/G_5YSBW5nSg/s72-c/elem-q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-3054053421593967679</id><published>2010-03-02T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T09:46:52.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't have to fall</title><summary type='text'>I had a dream I was fallingparalyzed with fearwas I condemned?Mind had brought me hereSo I flew



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3054053421593967679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=3054053421593967679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/3054053421593967679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/3054053421593967679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-have-to-fall.html' title='I don&apos;t have to fall'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/S40kZ5SBI4I/AAAAAAAABBU/JaBgZX55yRk/s72-c/elem-f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-2016387572572954527</id><published>2010-03-01T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:41:29.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In all my days</title><summary type='text'>
In all my days I want to have peace
In all my days I want to have joy
In all my days I want to have honesty
In all my days I want to have faith
In all my days I want to have power
In all my days I want to have me


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2016387572572954527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=2016387572572954527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2016387572572954527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2016387572572954527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-all-my-days.html' title='In all my days'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/S4vuJmxvN_I/AAAAAAAABBE/L5lM7Yn4R1Q/s72-c/etern.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-2619218427412522615</id><published>2010-02-25T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T11:51:36.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Even the mighty fall some day</title><summary type='text'>On a cold autumn day, I walked alone along the country road. The air, the distance and the peace I absorbed allowing myself to take advantage of being me. For moments, I had nothing to do but walk out in the country air. 
I came across a hawk; laying along side the road with an apparent broken neck. I choked back my disbelief. I did not expect to react as I did. My simple life had come face to </summary><link rel='related' href='http://nohomeforhank.blogspot.com' title='Even the mighty fall some day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2619218427412522615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=2619218427412522615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2619218427412522615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2619218427412522615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/02/even-mighty-fall-some-day.html' title='Even the mighty fall some day'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-3218643165386977427</id><published>2010-02-10T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:02:40.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What’S My Genre, Who Am I?</title><summary type='text'>Author: Arthur Levine

I feel like a cross dresser. I’m not sure in what category or categories my novel falls. The thought occurs to me that my book is having a schizoid fit. My principal character has a badly split personality, or is that just a result of the alternate reality worlds he slides in and out of with all their attendant quantum entanglements
This must be the literary equivalent of </summary><link rel='related' href='http://johnnyoops.blogspot.com' title='What’S My Genre, Who Am I?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3218643165386977427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=3218643165386977427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/3218643165386977427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/3218643165386977427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/02/whats-my-genre-who-am-i.html' title='What’S My Genre, Who Am I?'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-1113681025689076188</id><published>2010-02-09T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:28:11.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken</title><summary type='text'>
The burning of heated pain rips through my thighs, my legs cannot open any wider, the muscles pop in resistance. My teeth tear my lip as I bear down in agony. Not a word is spoken, the silence of darkness bleeds through the very soul that flees in desperation.


Trying to hold on to the spirits of peace within me, I cling to hope that it will end.

Empty my conscious as I search for my out. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1113681025689076188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=1113681025689076188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1113681025689076188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1113681025689076188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/02/taken.html' title='Taken'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/S3GpJ8D-9TI/AAAAAAAAA_U/otNFXuQJ4Qo/s72-c/elem-e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-342538943581378901</id><published>2010-02-04T10:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:10:04.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is all mine</title><summary type='text'>The recovery was so longIt brought me hereRight here where I belongThis is the last tearNow owning my lifeAnswering only to meHappy to be your wifeGlad I now can see&lt;!-- AddThis Button END --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/342538943581378901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=342538943581378901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/342538943581378901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/342538943581378901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-is-all-mine.html' title='It is all mine'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/S2rjQoXZe1I/AAAAAAAAA7s/iQYpultyFlE/s72-c/elem-a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5425767390640248559</id><published>2010-01-26T11:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:32:27.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Delusional</title><summary type='text'>Delusional protectionInside surfaceUnbelievable gullibilityProfound expressionReality dungeonsYou do not know me and have no idea who I am.Leave me alone now and foreverThere is no poetry in CRAZY&lt;!-- AddThis Button BEGIN --&gt;&lt;!-- AddThis Button END --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5425767390640248559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5425767390640248559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5425767390640248559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5425767390640248559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/01/delusional.html' title='Delusional'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-1781922965044798004</id><published>2010-01-12T09:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:03:03.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My guardian angel smokes a pipe</title><summary type='text'>It makes me smile when I think of an angel smoking a pipe, others would most likely think of it as odd. It is one of life’s ironic gifts that has been bestowed upon me. I will look to my angel for guidance for this is the only one I have.No other angel will compare and I was destined for this one, no matter if the advice is laced with wisdom or truths you wish not to hear.You wouldn't expect to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1781922965044798004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=1781922965044798004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1781922965044798004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1781922965044798004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-guardian-angel-smokes-pipe.html' title='My guardian angel smokes a pipe'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5795000414871372966</id><published>2009-12-16T12:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:43:00.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is your Monkey Man?</title><summary type='text'>Here and there you will see the shadows of the monkey man, strange but true.So why do I laugh so hard at the thoughts of a stoned monkey man. Not a nightmare, nor a dream, but the thoughts of crazy, unleashed foolishness, and the laughter of a young time. It does not cure, but stands out alone, as a medicine of the years, erasing the aged wears of responsibility.So in the shadows there is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5795000414871372966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5795000414871372966&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5795000414871372966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5795000414871372966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-is-your-monkey-man.html' title='Where is your Monkey Man?'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5700189106960221717</id><published>2009-12-14T12:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T12:42:19.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Face to Face</title><summary type='text'>I have travelled here to receive answersI left my known to receive the unknownYou let me travel here on my ownYou never questioned my reasonsI bellowed a cry of frustrationI allowed for my pain to protrudeYou carried me to comfortYou shut off my query once againI am entering a new place of hopeI bow to my new sanity with glee </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SyZ4w8NrhmI/AAAAAAAAA4I/u6c8RHDrTWA/s72-c/edith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-3335183832417654388</id><published>2009-12-11T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:56:00.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I am</title><summary type='text'>This is who I amStanding here, facing the day.No mask, no cape, no super powersThis is who I amTaking my life forwardNo trials, no expectations, no plansThis is who I amGiving it all I gotNo scheme, no deception, no regretThis is just who I am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3335183832417654388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=3335183832417654388&amp;isPopup=true' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5775116530408542336</id><published>2009-12-08T15:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:22:40.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit</title><summary type='text'>The devil made a visit the other day, he sat down beside me. With a coldness, I gained strength from all I am. Soaring thoughts of damnation, turmoil and darkness, faded quickly. All the light surrounded in warmth, power and peace. Faith towers over the tug of evil, laughter prevailed. He sat with a stare, a non-presence, a blank now of known power. One on one and no where to go, understood of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5775116530408542336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5775116530408542336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5775116530408542336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5775116530408542336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/12/visit.html' title='A visit'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/Sx60NgnmIaI/AAAAAAAAA2o/bavNPslLNV4/s72-c/dark2-x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-2665560810207248383</id><published>2009-11-28T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T08:30:00.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where we are</title><summary type='text'>If you followed me here,then you know where I am,If you lead me here,then you know why I amTake that path to the futureAs if we ran here,No doubt, only passionAnswer in truthQuestion never, as it is just!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2665560810207248383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=2665560810207248383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2665560810207248383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2665560810207248383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-we-are.html' title='Where we are'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SwvgPb1hNiI/AAAAAAAAAz4/96elePM8uYU/s72-c/cathm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-1185031467615399521</id><published>2009-11-24T08:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:28:47.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience</title><summary type='text'>With all the canvas and with all the brushes, without the paint, there is no picture to share. With all the pens and all the paper, without the ink, there is no story to tell.A window can open to the world, an invitation to experience it all. Shorten the distance and let the senses sore. A journey to be taken day after day, living the absorbing moments.The colours will spread to become rivers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1185031467615399521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=1185031467615399521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1185031467615399521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1185031467615399521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/11/experience.html' title='Experience'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SwvfgWsLnrI/AAAAAAAAAzw/lyekkYdlbbw/s72-c/cas-x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-8841576565655532293</id><published>2009-11-24T08:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:21:40.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Solace awaits</title><summary type='text'> Don't enter into infliction with your eyes shut. Allow for one to experience all senses of damnation and power.Cross the path of your own demons, one by one, take them on as individual entities.The solace you receive is compared to the harsh torments you leave behind.Chose carefully onto where your battleground is placed. Empty your weapons slowly and with content.Bend to the power of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8841576565655532293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=8841576565655532293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8841576565655532293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8841576565655532293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-solace-awaits.html' title='Your Solace awaits'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SwvbyqWRcBI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ht1gWeoxBuA/s72-c/bum1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-7272025674200891911</id><published>2009-11-23T14:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:04:56.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely</title><summary type='text'>Awaiting the satin luckTune of peaceful blissCaressed in dreams Absolutely his Sworn to yearningBreathless without stirsWrapped in delightAbsolutely hers Torn from realmBlinded by oathEmbraced in passionAbsolutely both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7272025674200891911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=7272025674200891911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/7272025674200891911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/7272025674200891911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/11/absolutely.html' title='Absolutely'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SwrpPofRPvI/AAAAAAAAAzg/wDuTyIpryOU/s72-c/bnb-x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-1992287344238808795</id><published>2009-11-20T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:58:00.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two hat Henry</title><summary type='text'>How lucky am I, I have two hatsOrange knit to keep my ears warmCool Baseball cap, keeps the sun out of my eyesI am a lucky manHow lucky am I, a whole half bagelA little burnt around the edgesBut fresh, just dropped in the canI am a lucky manHow lucky am I, a quarter on the curbAlways have enough change to jingleCannot be totally broke that wayI am a lucky manHow lucky am I, they opened earlyThe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1992287344238808795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=1992287344238808795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1992287344238808795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1992287344238808795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-hat-henry.html' title='Two hat Henry'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-6929961643257416715</id><published>2009-11-19T10:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:01:18.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TEMPTATIONS</title><summary type='text'>It is forbidden to cross those linesDrawn by society and powers to be. Live in the fitting direction A maze through the straight road,TemptationsA noose of erotica, evil, daring and deceit, judgements have eyes that follow us In every hour, passion of wrongEmbracing decisions of lustTemptations</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6929961643257416715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=6929961643257416715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6929961643257416715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6929961643257416715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-is-forbidden-to-cross-those-lines.html' title='TEMPTATIONS'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SwVqxw9uZ0I/AAAAAAAAAzY/ZOY8TTqtoOM/s72-c/bb-x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-6526536667397629080</id><published>2009-11-18T10:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:26:21.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mind is Never Still</title><summary type='text'>My mind is never still.Always searching for answers. The continuous quest to solve problems goes on.Blinding questions and tempting solutions, bring me deeper still, to the undetermined means.Circles of information dance lazily together to form no true meaning. No peace for a whirlwind of thoughts, stillness does not reside.Countless ideas resound quietly, waiting for the approval of time.The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6526536667397629080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=6526536667397629080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6526536667397629080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6526536667397629080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-mind-is-never-still.html' title='My Mind is Never Still'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SwK9LUYPx5I/AAAAAAAAAzA/yGfvOHP393Q/s72-c/aof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5850956329969014075</id><published>2009-11-17T16:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:06:53.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me home</title><summary type='text'>There is a place where you can be nowhereI sit here, in nowhere, asking for existenceI have prayed, screamed and criedThere is a place where you can not existConcealed in the vapours of my mindMy body awaits to go home</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5850956329969014075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5850956329969014075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5850956329969014075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5850956329969014075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/11/take-me-home.html' title='Take me home'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SwK7RSgkCxI/AAAAAAAAAy4/FRg7N5mGceo/s72-c/ances.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-1754174681139806042</id><published>2009-11-16T16:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:52:01.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I love you</title><summary type='text'>You have me, now and foreverSwallowed in the loveExcited with the touchMelting in the purityAllowing expression of selfCloser now with powerTingling with elationTaking and giving with easeYes I love youEternity knows it&lt;!-- AddThis Button END --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1754174681139806042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=1754174681139806042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1754174681139806042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1754174681139806042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/11/yes-i-love-you.html' title='Yes I love you'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SwHJYHxzU0I/AAAAAAAAAyo/UhBSu53fvd8/s72-c/amat2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-1756474568041249440</id><published>2009-11-10T09:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:02:31.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I WILL DIE HERE</title><summary type='text'>The walls seem to tell me lies, I am not sure if I exist outside of them anymore. Like a caged animal, I sit here inside myself, just wondering.When I am done wondering, I start over again. The endless loop of misery, keeps me bound.If it does not end soon, I will die here.The cloud is heavy, it actually hurts, I can feel the pain physically and mentally, you don't have to believe me, I know what</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1756474568041249440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=1756474568041249440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1756474568041249440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1756474568041249440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-will-die-here.html' title='I WILL DIE HERE'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SvmAfU5daZI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/4EsFk-hk2qk/s72-c/elem-f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-6773950549679960400</id><published>2009-11-03T09:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:38:56.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drown in the music</title><summary type='text'>I cannot hear you! I have my music up as loud as it can be. The beat bangs through my body and I am dancing to every rhythmic pulse.I might call you later when I have finished drowning out the world, maybe when I return to the reality that has sent me here.I believe you might have to wait for a little while, either pull up a chair or join me in the surround sound that has taken over my body.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6773950549679960400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=6773950549679960400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6773950549679960400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6773950549679960400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/11/drown-in-music.html' title='Drown in the music'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-6172703887284163929</id><published>2009-10-30T14:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:26:44.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><summary type='text'>Could you imagine such a time, a scary, ghostly, haunting time, almost a lifetime ago...? Children in groups,walking house to house together, no parents to be seen. All the adults stood in their doorways with handfuls of treats. Dishing out goodies into pillow cases, plastic bags and such. Children dressed in clothes they found in the back of their parents closets. Some used sheets or toilet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6172703887284163929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=6172703887284163929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6172703887284163929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6172703887284163929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/10/could-you-imagine-such-time-scary.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5159915486795314507</id><published>2009-10-29T09:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:20:30.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing at all</title><summary type='text'>Maybe it is nothing at allThe smile that takes my day to brighter skies.Maybe it is nothing at all.The ache inside my chest that pains for your presenceMaybe it is nothing at allThe stars in my eyes as I let myself dreamMaybe it is nothing at all.The wind that sweeps me up with your kissesMaybe it is nothing at allThe sun that heats my body with your touchMaybe it is nothing at allThe earth that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5159915486795314507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5159915486795314507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5159915486795314507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5159915486795314507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-at-all.html' title='Nothing at all'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5204854168876208141</id><published>2009-10-28T08:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T08:49:32.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers into life</title><summary type='text'>I cried answers into my lifeMy fists crashing into the wall,Then slamming into the floorThe pain bringing existence to my beingVoices of future hopes echoAlmost like, they are from the pastPassages between a now that does not exitI ache in the realization I have to askGrace me with a peace I seekExit to make room for lightI could now scream for I knowHow to become at a stand stillI cried answers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5204854168876208141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5204854168876208141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5204854168876208141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5204854168876208141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/10/answers-into-life.html' title='Answers into life'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/Sug91SGfeLI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/-4PBWxsk_s4/s72-c/kau4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-6870456054464893745</id><published>2009-10-27T12:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:16:03.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Diary</title><summary type='text'>Dear Diary,I woke up this morning with that anger; it is just there without analysing-- it just sits. Frustration loomed in every thing I did and said today. My mind races with no thoughts that enlighten my mood.Bouncing back from a happy to angered state, I need to walk. Feeling all my frustration with life in general, I feel the need to figure things out. Where am I headed? What is the mission </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6870456054464893745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=6870456054464893745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6870456054464893745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6870456054464893745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-diary.html' title='Dear Diary'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-425027354812782392</id><published>2009-10-25T10:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:28:10.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pen</title><summary type='text'>Empty your pen right here in my mind.Take me on a journey with the words of many.Mould my every thought with divine expressions.Interpret my life as your own; influence my steps.With the mystery of a verse or plot, release my vision.Answer my quest for a new realization within life itself</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/425027354812782392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=425027354812782392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/425027354812782392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/425027354812782392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/10/pen.html' title='The Pen'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SuRgcBAWGmI/AAAAAAAAAuw/olR1iesWeIA/s72-c/larch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-588948487228731058</id><published>2009-10-23T12:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T12:32:16.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty little secret</title><summary type='text'>Tucked away into the corner of your life, I am your dirty little secret.Unreal to the people you see everyday, always hidden.Pushed aside and labelled, can be unknown in an instant.In your mind but not on your lips, hold me close and in the dark.Keep me your dirty little secret, I am yours.Allow only you to hold me, love me and keep me safe.Live in the moments that will not be shared by anyone.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/588948487228731058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=588948487228731058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/588948487228731058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/588948487228731058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/10/dirty-little-secret.html' title='Dirty little secret'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SuHahyCy7LI/AAAAAAAAAuI/NaB_I8lUx-A/s72-c/oac-x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-4970386420639806539</id><published>2009-10-22T13:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:46:10.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To OZ</title><summary type='text'>Ever have one of those days where you wish that damn tornado would come and take you to OZ!I would even wear those tacky red ruby slippers if I had to.Since I cannot sing, I am sure I could find a recording somewhere, of all those upity songs I can lip sync too.I would follow the yellow brick road and if the crazy lion, straw man and tin man want to come they better keep their distance.I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4970386420639806539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=4970386420639806539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4970386420639806539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4970386420639806539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-oz.html' title='To OZ'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-2652856014174738769</id><published>2009-06-03T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:27:44.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk through life</title><summary type='text'>If the simple power of love has never kissed your heart, how do ever know when it is broken?If you have not fallen into a new peace and fulfillment, how do you know there was turmoil?If you have never caressed your passion around your body, how do you know about your loneliness?If you have never quieted your mind to a true being, how do you know  there was ever uninterrupted noise?If you never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2652856014174738769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=2652856014174738769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2652856014174738769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2652856014174738769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/06/walk-through-life.html' title='A walk through life'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-651106697180849216</id><published>2009-05-25T08:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:15:25.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You smiled...</title><summary type='text'>I have a secret to shareNot sure if I should dareWhisper this in your earCome closer my dearTry not to smileWill be here awhileStand very stillWe have time to killSuddenly life looksCalm times it cooksSilly little sighsMagical soaring highsI have a secret to shareBut all know to careI love you endearingThere is no fearing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/651106697180849216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=651106697180849216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/651106697180849216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/651106697180849216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-smiled.html' title='You smiled...'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5439868325533159352</id><published>2009-05-21T09:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:09:37.456-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Don't think to hard</title><summary type='text'>Oh I have had my share of questions, have sought out answers but not to find what I was looking for. Always hearing things I didn't want to hear, ignoring the things I already knew. I always have had a peace within me, a sense of pure nothing that is stronger than something. If you take everything away, I mean everything in your life, and all that is in your mind, and stood with that nothing in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5439868325533159352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5439868325533159352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5439868325533159352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5439868325533159352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-think-to-hard.html' title='Don&apos;t think to hard'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-4594564335315790617</id><published>2009-04-21T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:09:20.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The time has come</title><summary type='text'>I knew there would come a time,to show who was here.The real, honest power of heartThe time to be exposedTinted memories of what is pastA new time to begin has been viewedHere I am in the raw with woundsThe time has come endlesslyWith all that is and wasThis is what is built for the nowA time to shine and growThe time for myself be true</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4594564335315790617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=4594564335315790617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4594564335315790617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4594564335315790617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-has-come.html' title='The time has come'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/Se4LvygbN8I/AAAAAAAAAp8/4ECY99hExLw/s72-c/gei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-2531722331775528351</id><published>2009-04-21T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:29:28.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A commitment to faith and love</title><summary type='text'>Christ was crucified for speaking out, leading, changing and inspiring.As his body was tortured it was a beginning.With pain and chaos the world begins the journey of salvation.New beginnings to take your faith, in all that it is and live it with all you own, love and cherish.Signalling a sacrifice, we hold the meaning as a religious symbol, but also being a part of our path led by our Lord.We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/2531722331775528351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=2531722331775528351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2531722331775528351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/2531722331775528351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/04/commitment-to-faith-and-love.html' title='A commitment to faith and love'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-6894479079325133562</id><published>2009-04-02T11:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:10:40.923-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeless'/><title type='text'>Homeless Hank</title><summary type='text'>Homeless Hank CauseIt does not matter that my name is Hank,I am the homeless man you see walking to the meal that has no reservation. My coat is all I have but it carries many necessities for this journey.Makes no difference I made a living wearing a suit, I was not born on the street. My life twisted into a direction without a map or exit sign.I do not shave but I try to keep as clean as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6894479079325133562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=6894479079325133562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6894479079325133562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6894479079325133562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/04/homeless-hank.html' title='Homeless Hank'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SdTVbMISxDI/AAAAAAAAAn8/G3sJgwkXjj4/s72-c/020306_1355_0009_dsls_op_696x453.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-8795036219775626775</id><published>2009-03-31T15:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:59:20.167-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destiny war'/><title type='text'>Destiny War</title><summary type='text'>I have not been to warBut the machine guns in my head ruin my thoughtsWoven in silk; I have a destinyA web of directions I chose to takeI do accept the fact it is mineNo one can strip this from metears do not change my destinyIt has all been written with fateThe battle wades through my daysWin or lose, the power is within meBut if the fight is mine then my destiny staysThis plays out in time and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8795036219775626775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=8795036219775626775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8795036219775626775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8795036219775626775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/03/destiny-war.html' title='Destiny War'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-4069299908459192633</id><published>2009-03-03T15:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:46:53.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Silly Things</title><summary type='text'>I know its pretty silly,the way you make me feel.How your touch reaches my soul.How I giggle at your wit and silly jokes.The smile that takes over my face and stays all day.Feelings like these are written in those crazy poems and songs.Enjoying you makes me glow and I embrace the comfort.Easing my heart and my mind knowing you are with me.A pure passion of a reality as we feel one another.My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4069299908459192633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=4069299908459192633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4069299908459192633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4069299908459192633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-silly-things.html' title='Little Silly Things'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/Sa2XM1TquqI/AAAAAAAAAm0/_MNjKiBxJ6w/s72-c/bb-x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-6892119110555365765</id><published>2009-01-27T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:00:50.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Peace Left</title><summary type='text'>This is the time that we walk in peace.Daddy, take my hand and my heart.The pain has gone; the hurt and anger are gone.It is God’s time to wash it all away.All regrets and plans not executed,placed in a bag of tears.We walk in shadows of our past,And we will always walk together.It is a new time to remember,To remember all that made our hearts warm,And the smiles that we cherish for life.No </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6892119110555365765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=6892119110555365765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6892119110555365765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6892119110555365765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2009/01/only-peace-left.html' title='Only Peace Left'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SX9n5O9nLJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/o4vjHAA4NzA/s72-c/dad+and+kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-177031555868437402</id><published>2008-11-20T09:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T09:09:43.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Room</title><summary type='text'>I have to unlock this door, the latch is rusty, the hinges are weak and the door itself is soaked with tears.My hand shakes with fear; I tremble at the thought of entering.  The small damp, dark room on the other side frightens me. The small room is sound proof and I fear the door will close behind me and I will be locked in. I know it is sound proof; I was in that room, locked behind its door, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/177031555868437402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=177031555868437402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/177031555868437402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/177031555868437402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/11/room.html' title='The Room'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SSVvoKqnovI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ZywcUEat2gs/s72-c/luna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-8857733729553032672</id><published>2008-11-06T11:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:56:38.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing at all</title><summary type='text'>Maybe it is nothing at allThe smile that takes my day to brighter skies. Maybe it is nothing at all.The ache inside my chest that pains for your presenceMaybe it is nothing at allThe stars in my eyes as I let myself dreamMaybe it is nothing at all.The wind that sweeps me up with your kissesMaybe it is nothing at allThe sun that heats my body with your touchMaybe it is nothing at allThe earth that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8857733729553032672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=8857733729553032672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8857733729553032672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8857733729553032672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-at-all.html' title='Nothing at all'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-4734408190704016601</id><published>2008-11-06T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:55:11.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The man and his music</title><summary type='text'>The tattered case shone with silver and gold.Appeared as well travelled as he did.I did not recognize the music, and it seemed out of tune.He had a symphony playing in his head;you could see it in his eyes, drifting into his music. Never saying a word, just going through the motions and letting the notes sore. He plays a sombre melody, but he is not sad,he is where he wants to be, with his music </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4734408190704016601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=4734408190704016601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4734408190704016601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4734408190704016601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/11/man-and-his-music.html' title='The man and his music'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-6910651160439485124</id><published>2008-11-06T11:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:49:33.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little hand</title><summary type='text'>Your little hand in mine stays with me forever.Your smile and love glow within my soulAll that is done, living days played out in momentsHeaven holds the true story written with the soul.Do not hold my faults as your ownI will not apologize for my mistakes.But you do not own themIn trueness of all the spirit bonds us foreverMiss me, cherish me, and never forget meI am with you for all time, do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6910651160439485124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=6910651160439485124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6910651160439485124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6910651160439485124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-hand.html' title='Little hand'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-8034225292616271956</id><published>2008-11-06T11:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:46:08.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside dreams</title><summary type='text'>Sitting with the sky blue and the birds singing, the world spins its web of silent peace.Lifting the desires high above into the clean air, travelling to be shared between us.No other dance of daydreams can be as vivid as you in the valley of my mind.The sighs of happiness, pleasure and peaceful wishes allow me to stray close to you.Living here in the tales of friendship, passion and sensual </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8034225292616271956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=8034225292616271956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8034225292616271956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8034225292616271956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/11/inside-dreams.html' title='Inside dreams'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SRMfSjTfOLI/AAAAAAAAAdY/LUgD-AoZftU/s72-c/elem-f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-53386336490063772</id><published>2008-11-06T11:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:43:33.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are we?</title><summary type='text'>If you followed  me here,then you know where I am,If you lead me here,then you know why I am Take that path to the futureAs if we ran here,No doubt, only passionAnswer in truthQuestion never, as it is just!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/53386336490063772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=53386336490063772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/53386336490063772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/53386336490063772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-are-we.html' title='Where are we?'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-1903344056776847124</id><published>2008-11-06T11:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:40:16.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whole'/><title type='text'>Whole</title><summary type='text'>If I sat quietly inside my mind, I might be able to pinpoint the absolute.If I stir up the passions and beauty of all that I feel, I could pour it out.If I spoke the words of how I love you, they would come up short.So here I am, exposed to the element, expressing in a meek mannerSo here I stand, with a claim of existence to the power of true loveSo here I bend on knee and offer my true self and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1903344056776847124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=1903344056776847124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1903344056776847124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1903344056776847124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/11/whole.html' title='Whole'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SRMd5mHCP_I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/m5sPz_DK5Bc/s72-c/gei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-1698159172649248481</id><published>2008-10-20T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:07:57.712-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I will marry you'/><title type='text'>I will marry you!</title><summary type='text'>I will marry you on a hill in RomeWith my heart and soulTake my hand to a future with starsI will marry you on a hill in RomeI will dance with you on a street in ParisWith my smile and spiritTake me to a destiny with sunshineI will dance with you on a street in ParisI will make love to you in a room in SpainWith my body and mindTake my love to the moonI will make love with you in a room in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/1698159172649248481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=1698159172649248481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1698159172649248481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/1698159172649248481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-will-marry-you.html' title='I will marry you!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-3693864076227835280</id><published>2008-10-10T10:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:51:15.605-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The pin up'/><title type='text'>The pin up</title><summary type='text'>Painted lips in red, cherry, pinks or cinnamon, a woman’s pouted soft lips express desire. Wrapped in soft silks, lace, feather boas, pearls and heels. Hair swept up in alluring curls, or draped in wisps on bare shoulders. Cheeks rosé and glowing, lashes embellished viewed in attractive waves. A woman seen by admiring eyes, the look she sees looking at her, as sexy and beautiful. When a woman </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3693864076227835280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=3693864076227835280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/3693864076227835280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/3693864076227835280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/10/pin-up.html' title='The pin up'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SO9r31rtoII/AAAAAAAAAdE/xtu8DNzw-aE/s72-c/pinup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-7773754038581244783</id><published>2008-10-07T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:10:43.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I sing with angels</title><summary type='text'>I sing with the angels and dance with the devil.As I play on both sides of the black rivers flowing,I hear the questions daily, may I? Dare I?As freedom allows the nightingales to roam, adventure is not tied down to the backyard.With unconditional love and the caring of a unit, outside the dirty window are the same sins those breath careless whispers.The wings of the serpent bird and the doves </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7773754038581244783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=7773754038581244783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/7773754038581244783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/7773754038581244783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-sing-with-angels.html' title='I sing with angels'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SOtfvPi3B9I/AAAAAAAAAbo/tNTU6CPKHZQ/s72-c/aof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-105218627118879658</id><published>2008-10-07T08:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:56:05.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I offer myself</title><summary type='text'>I offer myself to you, pieces of me that can be sharedNever to be a whole, I cherish the love as if it were.Take me, love me, and care for me in ways that only we receiveOffer me yourself in pieces that can be sharedI dare to be with you in stolen momentsNever a minute wasted on frivolous feelings.Take the time to enter my world and enjoyDare to love me the only way you are able.I gather memories</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/105218627118879658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=105218627118879658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/105218627118879658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/105218627118879658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-offer-myself.html' title='I offer myself'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SOtcXcLGrUI/AAAAAAAAAbg/VUsRqdYfyjc/s72-c/firw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-7439074425260235801</id><published>2008-10-07T08:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:54:21.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got to you</title><summary type='text'>I knocked, and you did not answerI flirted and you peeked out the windowI danced and you swayed to the musicI laughed and you smiled at meI got to youI cared enough to stay and you let me in</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5970091599164697326</id><published>2008-09-23T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:16:56.738-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My voice'/><title type='text'>My Voice</title><summary type='text'>I found my voice! I really found it! The clarity of it all came to me, not in a dream, not in a note, from within me.The power of my soul, my personality, my heart, came together to form my platform, where I build the next verse to my life.Singing with the joy and excitement, my whole being allowing the future to shine.I found my voice! It has been found!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5970091599164697326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5970091599164697326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5970091599164697326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5970091599164697326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-voice.html' title='My Voice'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-3444286271164287286</id><published>2008-09-22T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T17:09:39.529-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe</title><summary type='text'>I believe in angels,The dawn of a new dayThe tears of joyThe smile of truthI believe in angelsI believe in loveThe windows of a soulThe making of happyThe dreams of heavenI believe in loveI believe in usThe dance of passionThe exchange of strengthThe pure future pathI believe in us</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/3444286271164287286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=3444286271164287286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/3444286271164287286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/3444286271164287286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-believe.html' title='I believe'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SNgJgQM6OAI/AAAAAAAAAak/MIUd-3zE_40/s72-c/etern.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-6393085994955077006</id><published>2008-09-18T09:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:25:50.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Crazy</title><summary type='text'>I have walked in the darknessI am not crazy, just lost I know myself to know I can find lightI have followed the tunnel to hellI have ran the other wayI am not crazy, just sad I have asked for helpI have bent on knee to begI have whispered my painI am not crazy, just hurt I have answered to evilI have backed up from itI know I will healI am not crazy, just hidden I will pray for the dayI will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/6393085994955077006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=6393085994955077006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6393085994955077006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/6393085994955077006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-walked-in-darkness-i-am-not.html' title='Not Crazy'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SNJeXAtKaII/AAAAAAAAAac/ocKg-UVyePE/s72-c/bum1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5018113813285946869</id><published>2008-09-16T12:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:01:00.032-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shakespeare'/><title type='text'>No Shakespeare</title><summary type='text'>I am no Shakespeare, but he answers me when I search for his opinions and intervention.His words ramble together as the past, the present and untold future of every soul.Angered by the senseless introductions of all that don’t care to fear, dance or solve the maze within their minds.With every stroke, every thought, every phrase that swings the pendulum until we decide where it lands, we hear the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5018113813285946869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5018113813285946869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5018113813285946869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5018113813285946869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-shakespeare.html' title='No Shakespeare'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SM_mOHIl2GI/AAAAAAAAAaU/aXqZztL9oCg/s72-c/shakespeare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5284383660728366635</id><published>2008-09-16T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:58:40.110-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have we met before'/><title type='text'>Have we met before?</title><summary type='text'>Before this space in time arrived,Do I know you?In my heart, body and soul, I know that I love you.Have we me before?In your eyes are reflections of my soul,Have we danced?Calmness of knowing all of you,Have we met before?In your touch is familiarity,Do we know each other?Moments continue like they started before,Have we met before?A life becomes complete to beginHave we kissed?You fill me as I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5284383660728366635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5284383660728366635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5284383660728366635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5284383660728366635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/09/have-we-met-before.html' title='Have we met before?'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-5481802442043271760</id><published>2008-09-10T13:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:58:44.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting There</title><summary type='text'>I have grown to get to ThereThe There I planned to grow from HereNow my There is my new Here.So I will grow from Here to my New ThereThe only thing is, there are endless New Theres</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5481802442043271760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5481802442043271760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5481802442043271760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5481802442043271760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/09/getting-there.html' title='Getting There'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SMgKwBA8ElI/AAAAAAAAAaE/hkUkyaLswbU/s72-c/lifestyles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-4278584182291789075</id><published>2008-09-10T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:54:55.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Existence</title><summary type='text'>We all hold the key to existence in our minds.Without experience, there is no existenceWith a faint whisper, a subtle touchWe unlock the existing experience</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4278584182291789075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=4278584182291789075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4278584182291789075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/4278584182291789075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/09/existence.html' title='Existence'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SMgJ6CtnojI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Gxl2PI0OGhs/s72-c/conso2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-8896638772635701796</id><published>2008-09-10T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:53:28.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing in the moonlight</title><summary type='text'>Dancing naked in the moonlight, swallowed in forever.Feel the music build a wall of passion around us.Lust collides, dreams roll into melody.Desired moments of love bond two bodiesThe absolute sense of real togethernessLifted into the clouds, dancing with the moonSoft skin, tender kisses and two hearts beat in tune.Warm breezes of whispered sweetnessDancing naked in the moonlight, floating to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/8896638772635701796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=8896638772635701796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8896638772635701796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/8896638772635701796'/><link 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Chances are it will stand the test of all time, with the storms and rainbows that enter our space. It will seek the completion and hold out its hand to enter the world as a whole. Unable to separate the dark from the light, no obstacles stand between reality and fantasy. Enter the shadow of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/5258205067680773467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=5258205067680773467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5258205067680773467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/5258205067680773467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/08/exist-shadows.html' title='Exist, the Shadows'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SJye1e_aLtI/AAAAAAAAAYU/zafiJ0z9e9g/s72-c/aof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-337013597789280023</id><published>2008-08-08T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:29:04.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning or End?</title><summary type='text'>On top of the hill, where the entire downtown core can be seen, she looks down to the small town where she grew up and twists the cap off the water bottle. Placing the yellow pills in her mouth, she drinks to flush them into her body. Deciding to stand motionless, to make that dramatic fall to the ground while her life drifts away, she stares into the evening sky. Falling into darkness, her body </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/337013597789280023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=337013597789280023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/337013597789280023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/337013597789280023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/08/beginning-or-end.html' title='Beginning or End?'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-930691319248714302</id><published>2008-08-08T15:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:28:15.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All I know</title><summary type='text'>All I know is the way you make me feel, that feeling that brings me up from my lowest point and embraces me on standing ground.All I know is the tender touch of your voice when we laugh, letting me experience such happiness.All I know is the feelings I own and how they surround us when you are close.All I can be is a moon and sun in your world, to hold your hand when you need me.All you can show </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/930691319248714302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=930691319248714302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/930691319248714302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/930691319248714302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-i-know.html' title='All I know'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/SJyePkeGWEI/AAAAAAAAAYM/xePZWazAiZk/s72-c/ances.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-4627270049091969169</id><published>2008-08-08T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:26:50.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind Glass</title><summary type='text'>Behind the glass, no one can laugh.No one can see the heat of painful expressions.They cannot see the fear that boils inside,Kept hidden, they can’t see what is not shownDanger escalates in the mind and brings illness.Threatened by the stares and judgement of no one.It is not real but ties to shame and blame.A smile from afar, a speech in the mindNever to be shared within a circle.To explain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/4627270049091969169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1460103839665729798.post-7604397557255762557</id><published>2008-07-14T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:36:44.988-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer This</title><summary type='text'>Have you asked her why she has never reached her destination? If not asked she may never know herself. Have you asked her what her dreams consist of? If not asked they may never surface and have a chance to enter the atmosphere.Assuming she already knows the answers to the questions never asked drives her into the unknown never to be known. Allow the mind of her conscience to spend time soaring </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/feeds/7604397557255762557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1460103839665729798&amp;postID=7604397557255762557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/7604397557255762557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1460103839665729798/posts/default/7604397557255762557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soultoken.blogspot.com/2008/07/answer-this.html' title='Answer This'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02444908175607077601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mSXuIGGcoyg/TLxrLWEY5FI/AAAAAAAABN4/PD6xG7tFj_8/S220/amber2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
