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		<title>The Language of Music</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2010 06:19:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I long for my native soil, with its familiar landscape, where we spoke the language of music. People didn&#8217;t hurt each other just because they could. We cherished our souls, it was the entrance into a morality that valued the mind of man and what he stood for. Honor and decency could not be bartered [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=irishwordpainter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5515794&amp;post=77&amp;subd=irishwordpainter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>First Entry&#8230;.Good Grief~</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2010 04:37:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This emotional bloodletting is an assignment from my grief counselor.  It is my first entry and words come hard when we take aim; it&#8217;s like reaching for something in the distance.  These words are dripping from my mind&#8217;s saliva; soul stained.  My body has been broken hard against the tile floor.  I am out of sorts as [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=irishwordpainter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5515794&amp;post=64&amp;subd=irishwordpainter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A Fish Tale</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2010 04:27:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[At the age of three, my daughter was enchanted with both Pochohontas and fish.  After much cajoling and eyelash batting, (the latter was finely honed at a ridiculously early age) I relented and bought &#8220;Miss Charm the Pants off of Anyone&#8221; a Japanese Fighting Fish which my daughter naturally named Pochohontas.  The following morning I am awakened [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=irishwordpainter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5515794&amp;post=62&amp;subd=irishwordpainter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Love is Noisy</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2010 04:19:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[  OK&#8230;.a story when I was eight-years-old.  We were living in College Greens, a subdivision of Sacramento, Mother&#8217;s Day was rapidly looming.  Dad continually postponed our shopping excursion, so I had awakened early Saturday morning with a fistful of dollars I had saved from babysitting, (can you imagine hiring an 8 year old to babysit [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=irishwordpainter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5515794&amp;post=58&amp;subd=irishwordpainter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Welcome</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2010 03:26:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I love the beauty of language and collect words in the same manner most people collect seashells.  I choose them for different reasons&#8230;and sometimes, not for any reason at all.  It might be the way a word feels in my mouth or the ability to hold it in my pocket to serve as a talisman.  [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=irishwordpainter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5515794&amp;post=46&amp;subd=irishwordpainter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Southern Dandy</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 05:50:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was a bartender for eight years.  Initially, I was infatuated with the social, fun, free-spirited landscape of the hospitality industry.  Through the years, the landscape changed, and with each passing year, the laughter faded, my heart grew heavy with the realization that I was being paid to ply a product that could effortlessly place [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=irishwordpainter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5515794&amp;post=35&amp;subd=irishwordpainter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Unfriendly Days&#8230;Sadness</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 22:40:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A girl was crying in the park yesterday. She was leaning on her elbows, head resting on her hands as her body shuddered with forced breath. I watched her, and then I listened to her, and then I ached for her. Cells have memory; an unfortunate fact that is reiterated by every heartbreaking tale woven [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=irishwordpainter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5515794&amp;post=24&amp;subd=irishwordpainter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>It’s Not the Belief………</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 08:18:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As a very young adult I was looking for a miracle in my life, one wrapped in layers of honesty, integrity and the delight in taking flight on the wings of paper airplanes.  A man who believed that nothing was bigger than believing he could, when he knew he couldn&#8217;t.  He saw majesty in an Irish Word Painter whose true beauty lived in the reflection [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=irishwordpainter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5515794&amp;post=20&amp;subd=irishwordpainter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Gandhi and Saints</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 06:26:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Your life is your gift and is not mine to judge, but I question why you would expend so much time and energy being a co-conspirator?  When someone tells you who they are, you would do well to listen.  Please, don’t perceive this as hurling pebbles, I am not.  We must clear away the mind’s debris [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=irishwordpainter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5515794&amp;post=18&amp;subd=irishwordpainter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Nutrition, Suffering and Art Galleries</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 08:09:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When my daughter and I lived in Portland, Oregon we started a new regime consisting of raw foods, natural organic juice and exercise.  We purchased three varieties of organic juices in our favorite colors: green, orange and red.  The green juice proved to be less inviting in taste than its color might suggest.  After reading the list of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=irishwordpainter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5515794&amp;post=13&amp;subd=irishwordpainter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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