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			<title><![CDATA[ Going Postal ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ It began innocently enough, as such things usually do.  A tube of artwork enroute to Thailand was lost.  The originals were still safe,  so it was more a
matter of frustration than concern.  Undaunted,  she decided to rely on more secure methods of mailing.  For ten times the normal rate,  she could purchase
tracking.  Ah,  that magical word that suggests serenity...let UPS do the packing and she&#39;d sit back and wait,
<br>
and wait,
<br>
and wait.
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To fill that time of waiting,... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 00:31:24 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ One summer day. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <br>
It was entirely by accident that Helen came across the secluded little fishing village on her last full day in Lanzarote. Much to her annoyance, and for the
third morning in a row, her friend Sue, pathetically eager to continue her holiday romance with Jose, the handsome, if considerably younger than she, assistant
manager of the hotel, had disappeared straight after breakfast, leaving Helen to once again entertain herself for the rest of the day.
<br>
&quot;<em>Silly B</em>,&quot; Helen... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 10:39:42 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Not So Fast ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ evil has been described as absence of godling, like darkness is absence of light,
<br>
as well we know light is matter transformed fired into radiance, illumination, heat
<br>
also with electromagnetic fields of force helping to produce gravitational forces,
<br>
but for a more mundane and non-physical defining moment, evil could be some
<br>
aspect of ignorance, but not the innocent naive kind, it would by chance and cleverness
<br>
be willful, stubborn and extraordinarily sincere, without a... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 00:29:03 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ The Mystery of Mick Jagger - Part Four ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ As it happened, apart from the first night when I daresay the centipede had not fully adapted to my metabolism and my brother James, going to the toilet at
3.15 a.m. had, observing a light on in the kitchen, found me sound asleep but happily cooking bacon and eggs. After helping me eat it he had gently escorted
back to bed and even (so he said) waited twenty minutes to make sure I did not stir again (and, no doubt, take the opportunity to go through my drawers and
read my secret dairy). Had... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 22:19:15 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Extracts from Willowdown's Emerald Almanack - Ten ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ There are white flowers growing
<br>
in the far desert hills
<br>
watered from a secret source
<br>
beneath the burning sand.
<br>
You are as lovely as the small white flower
<br>
I will one day pick for you
<br>
daring your anger as I dare the sharp
<br>
green leaves that protect it.
<br>
The thirst of the journey
<br>
and the thirst of the desert
<br>
are nothing compared to the thirst of the heart.
<br>
With this small flower
<br>
touched perhaps with a few drops of blood
<br>
demanded by... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ The Mystery of Mick Jagger - Part Three ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;Ah, its not the Marshmallow you buy in the corner shop, my little Victoria Plum,&quot; said Dr.Hodgkiss leering at me genially (if an owl leering at a
fieldmouse could be said to be genial) so that almost for a moment the owl almost took on the aspect of a somewhat half-witted octopus waving its two meagre
arms or tentacles about in an animated but quite harmless fashion. &quot;The Marsh-mallow is infact a plant that grows in out of the way places - marshes,
infact! They are quite... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ The Mystery of Mick Jagger - Part Two ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ As soon as I got to Valerie&#39;s I told her about my strange dream of the night before. Recently I had taken to sleepwalking and on more than one occasion had
been found wandering the streets in the small hours. Mother had tried tying one of my feet to the bedpost but I had simply untied myself and gone about my
peculiar business, sometimes fastening the rope back around my ankle when I returned to bed but more often than not I did not return. One morning I had woken
up on the mouldy... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ The Mystery of Mick Jagger - Part One ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Not for the first time, I had forgotten my front door key. Mother would be out at the shops, I knew, but I rang the front door bell anyway, shuffling on the
doorstep like a monkey needing a pee.
<br>
<br>
The small top portion of the front parlour window had been left open by the new lodger. I peered in through the curtains - he too had gone out. There was
nothing else for it. Climbing up onto the window-sill I reached up for the edge of the open window and pulled myself up, having taken off... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ Extracts from Willowdown's Chysanthemum Compendium - Six ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ In the Evening.
<br>
<br>
In the Evening
<br>
I sit with my Lord and listen to his grievences.
<br>
Why do I not pay more attention to him who has let all these moths and jewel-winged insects into the room?
<br>
When was the ceiling last dusted? - observe the many fantastic sculpted castles and pavilions of the roof spiders spinning their complicated dreams of finery
and dust, snares for flitting spirits of light.
<br>
My mind is awash with my husbands tedious complaints - why is he so... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 21:26:17 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Extracts from Willowdown's Emerald Almanack - Nine ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Queen of Leaves.
<br>
<br>
I saw the Queen of Leaves
<br>
pass between the Pillars of the Dusk,
<br>
an amber crown burning on her flame-red hair
<br>
her cloak of violet shadows tight against her attenuated form.
<br>
&quot;To where do you pass, never looking backwards?&quot;
<br>
I questioned her.
<br>
&quot;To the Islands of the far, far West,&quot;
<br>
came her rustling reply upon the Sun&#39;s last sigh.
<br>
&quot;To the oceanic nest of far-flying gulls, and the hopes and fancies of... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ Travels with Father Frank O'Hare - Part Thirty Nine (Conclusion) ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ When at last I did do it was to visit an exhibition of some recently restored stained-glass windows by William Morris ans Edward Burne-Jones in a small church
in Birmingham. At a tape stall in Mold market, North Wales I found a copy of Steve Hackett&#39;s music for &quot;A Midsummer Night&#39;s Dream&quot; and in the
public library in Rhyl, not too far away, I saw an exhibition of hand-painted craft boxes by, of all people, Willowdown. Naturally I thought of travelling to
Leeds to see if... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ Extracts from Willowdown's Chysanthemum Compendium - Five ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ The Skeleton Ships.
<br>
<br>
The skeleton ships plough the dark river, pulled by dark loathsome beasts.
<br>
Grinning skeletons, some naked, some in gaudy rags of rotten cloth or putrid flesh,
<br>
toss blossoms and petals onto the water where, compelled by some arcane magnetism,
<br>
they drift to the rivers banks to be gathered up in nets of reed and straggling river-grass or wash up on some gravel strand.
<br>
But for every thousand thus abandoned to water, air and earth, one is picked up... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 20:25:21 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Extracts from Willowdown's Emerald Almanack - Eight ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Where does the strength of men go?
<br>
where does the beauty of women go?
<br>
Beneath a chandelier of crystal and glass
<br>
I watch the planets turn through fields of shadow and light.
<br>
Old Crow flies above a yellow meadow.
<br>
The red eyes of poppies stare up at a blind Universe.
<br>
Children play at the edge of the ocean;
<br>
damsel-flies chase and devour their prey.
<br>
Where does the strength of men go?
<br>
where does the beauty of women go?
<br>
whose hand has tipped a... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 20:24:05 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Travels with Father Frank O'Hare - Parts Thirty Six to Thirty Eight ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Travels with Father Frank O&#39;Hare - Part Thirty Six
<br>
<br>
I couldn&#39;t help it. I had to laugh out aloud at her suggestion... ah, if only things were that simple!
<br>
<br>
My laughter only upset her however and she pulled away from me, disentangling her hand from mine.
<br>
<br>
&quot;I did think I meant something to you,&quot; she began.
<br>
<br>
&quot;You do, of course!&quot; I told her, &quot;but, but, I&#39;m sorry, I just can&#39;t explain it right now. I need to... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 20:14:47 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Fireflies. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Red wings met yellow wings over a sunlit lake.
<br>
<br>
Said Red wings: &quot;I am searching for the Soul of God. somebody said a star fell into the lake last night; perhaps it was a star or perhaps it was the Soul
of God - have you any news of that which I seek?&quot;
<br>
<br>
Said Yellow wings: &quot;The star burned up in the upper atmosphere and its constituent parts fell to earth as a swarm of green and orange fireflies - they
entertained the folks hereabouts all night with a wonderful... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 20:34:59 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Extracts from Willowdown's Chysanthemum Compendium - Four ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ When the Primal Planet split.
<br>
<br>
When the primal planet split into seven lesser planets and the primal god incarnated in seven different bodies, I dreamed a white bird laid a jet black egg.
<br>
I dreamed that the seven silver-tressed handmaidens of Beauty broke their vow of silence and whispered perilous secrets into the ears of seven hermits sleeping
in sealed Himalayan caves.
<br>
When Asmodeus was immolated beneath the bark of the Sacred Tree
<br>
and seven serpents uncoiled... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 20:22:21 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Extracts from Willowdown's Emerald Almanack - Seven ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Dew.
<br>
<br>
Upon the steep and winding path that climbs up to the sky I passed beneath a great curved gate beneath the Sun&#39;s bright eye and in the courtyards of the
Noon, besides a lake of blue, I saw twelve maidens work the wheels that spin the morning dew.
<br>
<br>
The threads of dew were gathered in and sealed in silver flasks and carried to the hidden Moon by clever imps and djinn; and passing through a crescent gate of
platinum and silver I saw the threads of dew released and... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 20:21:20 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Travels with Father Frank O'Hare - Parts Thirty Four and Thirty Five ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Travels with Father Frank O&#39;Hare - Part Thirty Four
<br>
<br>
We wandered about old Ireland for the better part of two weeks, mainly the south-west and the west coast, visiting lots of quiet little places hardly found on
any map and staying in small hotels and public houses where the people were courteous and the food was quite delightful. We spent a couple of nights on
Yeats&#39; lovely Isle of Innisfree and climbed the wooded slopes of Ben Bulben, pic-nicking on the top and watching the... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ Extracts from Willowdown's Chysanthemum Compendium - Three ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Harvest.
<br>
<br>
An invisible Giant harvests the stars with a scythe as dark and as wide as all of empty space.
<br>
He gathers them up in a sack upon his back and carries them up the Hill behind the Sun where he tips them into his Star-mill and grinds them down.
<br>
Slowly, slowly, a thin trickle of silver moisture oozes from a tap at the bottom of the Star-mill - it takes a million stars to manufacture just one tiny drop.
<br>
When the Giant has enough to fill a tiny phial he assumes a... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ Extracts from Willowdown's Emerald Almanack - Six ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ The Great Circle.
<br>
<br>
The animals of the great circle turn the world,
<br>
The birds of the great migration are searching for the hidden Sun.
<br>
From the Island of the Nine-spoked Star seven ships have set out to scour the sea and archipelagos for the Kingdom of the Blessed and in high towers that
pierce the clouds, five ancient Wizards have sunk themselves into visionary trance and loosed their spirit totems upon the winds.
<br>
In the Royal Palace, three quarrelsome brothers are... ]]></description>

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