<?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-5078234</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:38:44.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.::FreeMinds Society::.</title><subtitle type='html'>a neophyte in the realm of illusion imbued with a prodigious anxiety tantamount to a psychosis, accessible only on a higher level where you reluctantly enter self's crucible of pain, you can perceive that i have struggled with my demons into a personal reflection of the ultimate claustrophobic strangulation of my inner child. 
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-7811252544255097417</id><published>2008-04-25T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T13:11:28.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><summary type='text'>Last April 23, 2008 I celebrated my 1 year anniversary at St. Luke's Medical Center. I didn't let everyone know because I know that they will ask for a blowout so I kept quiet about it.Haaayy.. 1 year had passed and what's the next move?  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/7811252544255097417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5078234&amp;postID=7811252544255097417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/7811252544255097417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/7811252544255097417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-109662370696825249</id><published>2004-10-01T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T17:41:46.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Things to Think About</title><summary type='text'>Our world is filled with so many marvelous things:Big things: A setting sun that turns the western sky into a blaze of colors. A night sky, packed with stars. A forest of towering trees, run through by shafts of light. Jagged mountain ranges, their icy summits glistening in the sun. Surging, wind-tossed oceans. These things exhilarate us, fill us with awe.Little things: A tiny bird, a warbler</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109662370696825249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5078234&amp;postID=109662370696825249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109662370696825249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109662370696825249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/10/some-things-to-think-about.html' title='Some Things to Think About'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-109652675504470648</id><published>2004-09-30T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T14:45:55.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love", napakalaking oxymoron... </title><summary type='text'>"Love", napakalaking oxymoron... nakakatawa talaga ang LOVE. isa siyang napakalaking oxymoron. lahat ng puwede mong masabi sa kanya, baliktarin mo at totoo pa rin. ang labo ba? pero ang linaw. masaya magmahal. malungkot magmahal. hindi mo ba maintindihan? pero naiintindihan mo. walang rason. hindi mo na kaya. pero kaya mo pa rin. masakit magmahal. masarap magmahal. leche... ano ba talaga?!?.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109652675504470648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5078234&amp;postID=109652675504470648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109652675504470648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109652675504470648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/09/love-napakalaking-oxymoron.html' title='&quot;Love&quot;, napakalaking oxymoron... '/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-109652436555190663</id><published>2004-09-30T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T14:06:05.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet and Penis</title><summary type='text'>Imagine that the Internet was given a penis. When I say "Internet" I am talking about the large collective idea of some external macro being which is the emergent sum of all the communications networks - all the computer applications that talk to each other - all the websites with all the content - all the connected machines, all its connected human beings (connected to each other, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109652436555190663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5078234&amp;postID=109652436555190663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109652436555190663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109652436555190663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/09/internet-and-penis.html' title='Internet and Penis'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-109652356828978979</id><published>2004-09-30T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T13:54:44.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious Offenders</title><summary type='text'>September 20 - October 4, 2004Of all the weeks in this semester, this 2 weeks could be the busiest, controversial and exhilirating week of my entire life as a student. Why? Let me start with the the less busy days.We were scheduled to perform a role play in our Human Behavior subject. It is about therapeutic and non-therapeutic communication. So, we set a schedule for our practicce, which is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109652356828978979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5078234&amp;postID=109652356828978979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109652356828978979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109652356828978979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/09/serious-offenders.html' title='Serious Offenders'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-109651347875906038</id><published>2004-09-30T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T11:04:38.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Jed</title><summary type='text'>   I wrote this letter not because I want some things to be changed, it's not that I want it to remain forever but not expressing my thoughts and deeper feelings will cause me more pain that I have endured for past few months.   Things are not the way it is, well, that's pretty obvious. The walls that divide us now were fortified by time and forged by the fires of hatred. No other people is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109651347875906038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5078234&amp;postID=109651347875906038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109651347875906038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109651347875906038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/09/letter-to-jed.html' title='A Letter to Jed'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-109651198920229249</id><published>2004-09-30T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T11:14:06.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time and Space</title><summary type='text'>The time and space are parallel, and I think I'm parked diagonally. I'm trapped in my age with a body that has so many things to do and fulfill. Life is too short, but this is not a case for procrastination. I want to do something that other people had achived. If only I'm not trapped in my age, in this society that inhibits the youths to grow, just like a plant that it's sunlight is not spared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109651198920229249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5078234&amp;postID=109651198920229249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109651198920229249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109651198920229249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/09/time-and-space.html' title='Time and Space'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-109638518576833653</id><published>2004-09-28T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T10:44:17.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I love thee?</title><summary type='text'>How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways,” Elizabeth Barrett Browning once wrote to her husband in the late 1800's. Love tactics and strategies may have changed through time, but its principles have remained the same.In 1986, psychologist Robert Sternberg developed the triangular theory of love with each side of the polygon representing an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109638518576833653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5078234&amp;postID=109638518576833653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109638518576833653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109638518576833653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/09/how-do-i-love-thee.html' title='How do I love thee?'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-109638287250065161</id><published>2004-09-28T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T10:45:33.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourteen Ques of Love</title><summary type='text'>THE FOURTEEN CLUES OF LOVESpecial notice about these clues:1. The order is not important.2. No clue can stand alone. All clues are important. Failing one or more does not mean you have to break up with your partner right away. It just means that you two are not ready for marriage and need more time to work them out.3. One-sided loves will not work.CLUE 1. What Is The Major Attraction?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109638287250065161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5078234&amp;postID=109638287250065161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109638287250065161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/109638287250065161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/09/fourteen-ques-of-love.html' title='The Fourteen Ques of Love'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-108327411893295490</id><published>2004-04-30T05:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T05:32:49.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Facts 101..</title><summary type='text'>Love Facts 101..Topic: Love Myth vs. Love RealityLove Myth--------------------------------------------------------------- • True love conquers all--------------------------------------------------------------- • When it's really true love, you will know it the moment you meet the other person.	--------------------------------------------------------------- • There is only one true love</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/108327411893295490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5078234&amp;postID=108327411893295490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/108327411893295490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/108327411893295490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/04/love-facts-101.html' title='Love Facts 101..'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-108305180886858333</id><published>2004-04-27T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T15:47:35.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some of swEet StuFFs</title><summary type='text'>To LoVe...    Anyone who has gone through the agony of losing someone she loves so much will still wish against all odds to have that love back again. But, sometimes a love lost is a love gone forever. No amount of hope can bring to life a relationship that just died a natural death. Set yourself free. Let your heart spread its wings and fly. Remember, it may rain for 40 days and 40 nights, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/108305180886858333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5078234&amp;postID=108305180886858333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/108305180886858333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/108305180886858333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/04/some-of-sweet-stuffs.html' title='some of swEet StuFFs'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-108281899827715732</id><published>2004-04-24T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T10:47:06.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corny # 1</title><summary type='text'>corny # 1i.... i've been thinking of ways to make you smilei don't know if i'm really worth a whilejust say i doand i'll be forever thanking you.. my dearand i.... i don't know really what we areare we just friends? just tell me nowcan we just move along?and just listen to this songi'll be loving you forever and that's truecall me crazy i know, but what can i do??coz even if my heart</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/108281899827715732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/108281899827715732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/04/corny-1.html' title='Corny # 1'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-108281780887626566</id><published>2004-04-24T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T10:48:21.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torpe</title><summary type='text'>Torpeanother day had pass me bystill i can't find the words other than "hi"coz everytime i'm in front of youi'm in a state of shock and don't know what to dopoetic writings is all i can makeabout this crazy feelings that i can't fakestaring at you in this distant placecoz i just can't my eyes off from your facemaybe someday i can do better than thisto approach you talk to you is all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/108281780887626566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/108281780887626566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/04/torpe.html' title='Torpe'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-108281749813454963</id><published>2004-04-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T10:49:25.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Machine</title><summary type='text'>time machineif i can invent somethingit could be a time machinecoz i want to go back to the pastchange everything that happened so fastthe little things that i've donei could have been so carefulbut now it's so damn!i feel the guilt that i can't hidetearing and crashing me insidei'm so depressed, sitting here alone in the nightwaiting for someone who can make my dull life shine </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/108281749813454963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/108281749813454963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2004/04/time-machine.html' title='Time Machine'/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5078234.post-89407699</id><published>2003-02-20T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T19:08:01.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello, i'm eudemon, if you wanna know what eudemon is, juz go and check it out in the dictionary!and by the way, i'm gonna post here one of my favorite past time..... collecting quotes! here are some of them...-When you go into court, you are putting your fate into the hands oftwelve people who weren't smart enough to get out of jury duty.-Its hard to tell your mind to stop loving someone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/89407699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5078234/posts/default/89407699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemindsociety.blogspot.com/2003/02/hello-im-eudemon-if-you-wanna-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Thor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v485/eudemon/Image0121.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
