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		<title>Healing Story #6 - Indigo Blue</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>JasonWilson</dc:creator>
		
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THE CLIMB up the canyon was steep at times; he envisioned the wall of water the Orator had talked about. He thought he heard in the distance a deep, deep rumbling. High above him was a hanging bridge suspended across the canyon. He daydreamed that someday he would sit with Armun on the bridge to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Healing Story #8 - Tremon</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>JasonWilson</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[THE YOUNG MAN reached over and rubbed the belly of Buddha as he pushed the door of his father&#8217;s cabin open. At his desk his father was writing in his journal. Turning, he said, &#8220;Wow, am I glad to see you.&#8221; and stood up to embrace his son. &#8220;I have been on such a powerful [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Healing Stories - #4 Green</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>JasonWilson</dc:creator>
		
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		<title>Healing Story #5 - Turquoise</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>JasonWilson</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Chapter 5 Turquoise (Turqos)
DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO, DOO-doo-doo-doo, DOO-doo-doo-doo&#8221; &#8230; it sounded to Ziggy like an old Indian chant as he came down the path. Then he saw its origin&#8213;beside the river sat an elderly Mapuche man playing something like a Jew&#8217;s-harp. He continued his music as he looked at the young man coming toward him. &#8220;DOO-doo-doo-doo, DOO-doo-doo-doo, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Healing Story #3 - Yellow</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>JasonWilson</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[3 Chod-Yellow
If you are joining this story for the first time please go to red and work yourself forward it will flow a lot better that way, God Bless you and good luck with discovering your color!

NOT ONLY WAS the straw of the hut yellow, but the rows of sunflowers and the large patches of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Story of Healing #2 - Orange</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>JasonWilson</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[2 - Keluchod
THE SMELL OF JASMINE was heavy as they approached the little cabin. It sat on the river&#8217;s edge not more than 500 yards from Teddy&#8217;s. Ziggy swore he saw an alligator as they approached the cabin, but he knew he was mistaken so he said nothing to Kono. The boy had called his [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Healing Story - Birth and Death</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>JasonWilson</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[This lesson was not a part of my original earth hearers class but in light of my mothers passing I decided it was appreciate to add to the class. I know you will see the lessons I learned in it prepared me for understanding a son and a mothers love just a little deeper.

I spent [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Halloween is Coming; Do You Know of a Haunted Place?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>MichaelDeVries</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[A friend recently told me about a friend of hers who sent her an instant message that said, &#8220;the ghost is back.&#8221; Not having been aware that her friend had ever had a ghost, my friend inquired further and learned that about six months ago things had started appearing in different places in her home [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Be a Clown</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>KurtHartman</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[My hands clutched the door handle tightly. I was angry with my relatives, and frustrated with the fact that my parents weren&#8217;t taking a stand for her. They were going to kill my Granny today. She&#8217;d lain on the bed for less than a week, and yet they had made the decision that she would [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Hoody the Computer Feels Pain!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>DilipDahanukar</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[ Hoody Crimson a computer artificial intelligence emerged on the computer of Tejan Ali. Hoody was always curious and searched the meaning of words spoken by Tejan on the search engines on the internet. He was a good companion to Tejan at home.

Tejan had moved over to the better job as counter salesman at the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Glass or Three</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>PeterBoxall</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[On one of our first journeys to Boshan, we went with our friends from the glass bottle and Storage jar factory. We flew into Qingdao Airport, not the nice new one, the original one very small and quaint where you carried you own luggage from the plane through the single customs gate. Everybody is very [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Story of Hoody Crimson (Synopsis): The Computer AI Who Loved Food and Drink!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>DilipDahanukar</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Tejan Ali was a salesman in a furniture shop in Atlantic City. He had a computer to email his girlfriend. The computer had a program &#8216;Search and Learn&#8217; which searched on the internet the meaning of whatever words Tejan spoke and the words that were found in the search. The computer on its own built [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Story of Albert Burman (Synopsis): Computer AI Who Found Gold on Saturn!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Albert Burman married Jane on his graduation from the NYU in computer science. They went on honeymoon to San Jose, where he found a job with a software company. He read articles on artificial intelligence and got obsessed with writing software for it. He got so deeply involved that he had no time for Jane [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Mythology of Fairies: An Irish Legend</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>JohnHill</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Many years ago in ancient times, as children played on the dew kissed emerald hills of Ireland, a great dark shadow fell upon the earth. As the villagers ceased in their daily labors to peer up into the sky their very hearts also ceased to beat in their chests. There, in the once crystal sky, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Cufflinks For Gas</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ElizabethJohnson</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[The style gurus - and the resume and career gurus - have always told us to &#8220;dress for success.&#8221; The plain truth is that we only get one chance to make a good first impression. Once that moment has passed, if you&#8217;ve not been successful in winning over your audience, you are going to have [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Discovering Gnome Town USA</title>
		<link>http://www.zcrex.com/short-stories/discovering-gnome-town-usa/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>LawrenceTicotin</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[The Paulinskill Trail run was only 2 weeks away and I knew that I needed to get in at least 40 miles a day to stay in shape. This event drew hundreds of bicyclists from around the state each year. It was the one sport that I could still participate in after my hip was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Character Analysis Of Hawthorne&#8217;s Young Goodman Brown</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>JohnSchlismann</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[What created Goodman Brown? A man so tormented by what even he considered to be a dream that it changed his life in a profound negative way forever. Goodman Brown was man plagued by his own conscious; he was someone who believed himself to have committed grave sin by meeting with the devil and participating [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Percherons New Home</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>EdnaX</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Second in size only to Colonial Williamsburg, Old World Wisconsin in Eagle, WI offers a trip into Wisconsin history. Built in the tradition of Europe&#8217;s outdoor museums, Old World Wisconsin represents the material and cultural history of twelve ethnic groups on ten farmsteads. Sixty-nine historic buildings have been gathered from all parts of the state [...]]]></description>
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		<title>An Analysis of the Birth-Mark by Nathaniel Hawthorne</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>JohnSchlismann</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[As in all of Hawthorne&#8217;s writings when one finishes reading his stories you come up with more questions than answers. No other writer makes you question like Hawthorne. The philosophical question of what is true perfection and can it be achieved through physical means or is it a state of the spirit is the heart [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Strangest Breakfast</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>PatriciaA.</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I woke up groaning, drum beating painfully inside my head. Tongue thick and dry, body drained - not unusual for a Saturday morning.
I wanted to return to my dreams, but imagined I smelt coffee. Thirst winning; I dragged myself out of bed. Donned my threadbare maroon toweling robe, pushed my feet into my old-flapping carpet [...]]]></description>
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