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		<title>Our world, my dear&#8230;</title>
		<description>Siam Paragon was what it was always - busy, transactional and filled with Thais and tourists alike. As I walked by the new Mos burger outlet, I saw people standing in small groups all staring at a spot in the pond of white furniture. A woman was standing and tightly ...</description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2008/05/05/our-world-my-dear/</link>
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		<title>Testing out Ecto</title>
		<description>I have spent the last 2 weeks telling myself I need to find a good blog editor for the Mac before I can churn out my next highly fluid post. We all know what's going on here...
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		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2008/05/04/testing-out-ecto/</link>
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		<title>Sangham Sharanam Gacchami?</title>
		<description>I think i know what I want. I just don't know if I have the will or the fortitude required. My desire to ordain as a monk has been strengthening over the last year and especially over the last six months.&#160;

I am reading Phra Farang, an English monk's autobiographical account ...</description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2008/04/15/sangham-sharanam-gacchami-2/</link>
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		<title>Nobel winner blames cultural decline on &#8220;blogging and blugging&#8221;</title>
		<description>Been reading about this all day:
Nobel winner blames cultural decline on "blogging and blugging"
Almost everybody has ripped into her. I am torn between laying into her myself and well, holding it inside. Hmm, that last sentence pretty much encapsulates my views I guess :).

Is it fair to expect Nobel prize ...</description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2007/12/10/nobel-winner-blames-cultural-decline-on-blogging-and-blugging/</link>
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		<title>It Ain&#8217;t Me, Babe</title>
		<description>Bear with me on this one. Don't ask why I need to add a dose of moroseness to this normally happy happy blog ;).

It's my message in a bottle of bytes - to that one person who warped time for me and then simply unwarned, unwarped it - the mouse ...</description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2007/12/07/bob-dylan-it-aint-me-babe/</link>
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		<title>What is terror?</title>
		<description>True absolute dark terror is having to live in a community, a society, a country or a world where religion or other social norms have devolved to the extent that the helpless are punished for being helpless - as it has in Saudi Arabia.

A country where a rape victim is ...</description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2007/12/06/what-is-terror/</link>
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		<title>A thought sans thread</title>
		<description>What is it about frogs that inspires? And what is it about writing that convolutes my thoughts? And what is it about concentration that I cannot hold on to? Where are the love handles of concentration?  I’m groping here.Let’s start from the beginning.  What is it about frogs ...</description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2007/12/03/a-thought-sans-thread/</link>
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		<title>Froglessness</title>
		<description>If you are a Dhamma (Dharma) practitioner or even a Vipassana meditation practitioner, the meaning of froglessness will be evident.
When a frog is put
on the center of a plate,
she will jump out of the plate
after just a few seconds.

If you put the frog back again
on the center of the plate,
she ...</description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2007/12/03/froglessness/</link>
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		<title>Coral - Derek Walcott</title>
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This coral's shape echoes the hand
It hollowed. Its
Immediate absence is heavy. As pumice,
As your breast in my cupped palm.

Sea-cold, its nipple rasps like sand,
Its pores, like yours, shone with salt sweat.

Bodies in absence displace their weight,
And your smooth body, like none other,

Creates an exact absence like this stoneSet on a ...</description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2007/12/01/coral-derek-walcott/</link>
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		<title>Intimacy ~Rumi</title>
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A mouse and a frog meet every morning on the riverbank. 

They sit in a nook of the ground and talk.  

Each morning, the second they see each other, they open easily, telling stories and dreams and secrets, empty of any fear or suspicious holding back.  

To watch, ...</description>
		<link>http://galtroarc.com/blog/2007/11/25/intimacy-rumi/</link>
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