<?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-19963189</id><updated>2012-02-02T14:20:13.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagination Procrastination</title><subtitle type='html'>The purpose of this blog is.....well....ummm there really is no ultimate purpose. Insha'Allah there will be something you find interesting or that will educate you in some way.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19963189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>UmmAbdur-Rahmaan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01135376405431637276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rECxeIKBAdE/SBV0dwo08yI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pICtQBVW8I4/S220/373115bnzfg4mgzi.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19963189.post-1667521354679156059</id><published>2008-12-28T06:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T06:52:04.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloo Suspicious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/DW2Aj3Y_oJE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/DW2Aj3Y_oJE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19963189-1667521354679156059?l=pagesofimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/1667521354679156059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19963189&amp;postID=1667521354679156059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19963189/posts/default/1667521354679156059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19963189/posts/default/1667521354679156059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/2008/12/bloo-suspicious.html' title='Bloo Suspicious'/><author><name>UmmAbdur-Rahmaan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01135376405431637276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rECxeIKBAdE/SBV0dwo08yI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pICtQBVW8I4/S220/373115bnzfg4mgzi.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19963189.post-7134059842385091395</id><published>2008-11-10T02:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T02:55:21.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am not sure what undies you speak of but I also hope they find thembecause lace and ribbons rock.  I also miss SS very badly.  It was a hard habit to break.  I can only presume(because I have not seen a doctor) that I am healthier for it but I still miss it...kind of like chocolate cake and greasy fried chicken from popeyes........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19963189-7134059842385091395?l=pagesofimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/7134059842385091395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19963189&amp;postID=7134059842385091395&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19963189/posts/default/7134059842385091395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19963189/posts/default/7134059842385091395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-not-sure-what-undies-you-speak-of.html' title=''/><author><name>UmmAbdur-Rahmaan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01135376405431637276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rECxeIKBAdE/SBV0dwo08yI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pICtQBVW8I4/S220/373115bnzfg4mgzi.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19963189.post-965050996308777425</id><published>2008-05-25T08:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T08:58:18.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; someone added this to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; comment and I so do not get it "I really liked the man of this blog.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; me..." Can you explain that to me?  Did you mean name???? anyway I am thinking of making my blog public, I will make a decision  regarding that soon....So if I have not let you in I am sorry ....I am lazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all and plus just to make you all feel better I deleted all the posts I wrote in there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; ...well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I felt like it.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19963189-965050996308777425?l=pagesofimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/965050996308777425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19963189&amp;postID=965050996308777425&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19963189/posts/default/965050996308777425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19963189/posts/default/965050996308777425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-someone-added-this-to-their-comment.html' title=''/><author><name>UmmAbdur-Rahmaan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01135376405431637276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rECxeIKBAdE/SBV0dwo08yI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pICtQBVW8I4/S220/373115bnzfg4mgzi.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19963189.post-7230775022001978706</id><published>2008-01-31T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T09:34:18.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>private blog= all the rage</title><content type='html'>Ok so after much deliberation(in my own head) I have decided to open a PRIVATE blog.  There are things I need ot write and get out and don't really feel like doing it here. Sooooooo if you want to come and read, leave a comment and I will think about letting you in....Oh and  cheese grits are always welcome.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19963189-7230775022001978706?l=pagesofimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/7230775022001978706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19963189&amp;postID=7230775022001978706&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19963189/posts/default/7230775022001978706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19963189/posts/default/7230775022001978706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/2008/01/private-blog-all-rage.html' title='private blog= all the rage'/><author><name>UmmAbdur-Rahmaan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01135376405431637276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rECxeIKBAdE/SBV0dwo08yI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pICtQBVW8I4/S220/373115bnzfg4mgzi.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19963189.post-305534824616124267</id><published>2007-12-22T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T10:51:40.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am done...for now.</title><content type='html'>In the wise words of my son, whom I have not held in 2 months,  "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Beee&lt;/span&gt; Ya"(translation- see ya' wouldn't want to be ya')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Murder of one"--Counting crows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue morning blue morning&lt;br /&gt;wrapped in strands of fist and bone&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity, kitten,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have to mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; on your own&lt;br /&gt;You can look outside your window&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have to know&lt;br /&gt;We can talk awhile, baby&lt;br /&gt;We can take it nice and slow&lt;br /&gt;All your life is such a shame, shame, shame&lt;br /&gt;All your love is just a dream, dream, dream&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;Does he keep you safe and warm?&lt;br /&gt;Does he tell you when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; sorry?&lt;br /&gt;Does he tell you when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Ive been watching you for hours&lt;br /&gt;Its been years since we were born&lt;br /&gt;We were perfect when we started&lt;br /&gt;Ive been wondering where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;we've&lt;/span&gt; gone&lt;br /&gt;All your life is such a shame&lt;br /&gt;All your love is just a dream&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow&lt;br /&gt;Casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there&lt;br /&gt;Counting crows&lt;br /&gt;One for sorrow two for joy&lt;br /&gt;Three for girls and four for boys&lt;br /&gt;Five for silver six for gold and&lt;br /&gt;Seven for a secret never to be told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;There's&lt;/span&gt; a bird that nests inside you&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping underneath your skin&lt;br /&gt;When you open up your wings to speak&lt;br /&gt;I wish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;you'd&lt;/span&gt; let me in&lt;br /&gt;All your life is such a shame&lt;br /&gt;All your love is just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Open up your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You can see the flames of your wasted life&lt;br /&gt;You should be ashamed&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to waste your life&lt;br /&gt;I walk along these hillsides in the summer neath the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;I am feathered by the moonlight falling down on me&lt;br /&gt;Change, change, change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19963189-305534824616124267?l=pagesofimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/305534824616124267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19963189&amp;postID=305534824616124267&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19963189/posts/default/305534824616124267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19963189/posts/default/305534824616124267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofimagination.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-donefor-now.html' title='I am done...for now.'/><author><name>UmmAbdur-Rahmaan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01135376405431637276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rECxeIKBAdE/SBV0dwo08yI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pICtQBVW8I4/S220/373115bnzfg4mgzi.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
