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	<title>Comments on: Black Is Back</title>
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	<description>. . .  as I walk and crawl through the woods of Asia and North America</description>
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		<title>By: maianoval</title>
		<link>http://joyzjourney.blog.friendster.com/2009/05/black-is-back/#comment-300</link>
		<dc:creator>maianoval</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 03:51:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>quite so true, painfully but surprisingly so. 
i don't think i can talk coherently right now. i've been given another blow to the solar plexus a few hours ago and my refuge, my bed, has been beckoning me. i'm having a hard time deciding what's the most imaginative way of killing the pain painlessly. soon, girl...soon...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>quite so true, painfully but surprisingly so.<br />
i don&#8217;t think i can talk coherently right now. i&#8217;ve been given another blow to the solar plexus a few hours ago and my refuge, my bed, has been beckoning me. i&#8217;m having a hard time deciding what&#8217;s the most imaginative way of killing the pain painlessly. soon, girl&#8230;soon&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: joyzjourney</title>
		<link>http://joyzjourney.blog.friendster.com/2009/05/black-is-back/#comment-299</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 01:50:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i did sense the sadness in your voice last night, dear maia, but i've no inkling of the depth of it.  this grieving post came right after a non-serious talk with someone this morning. the brunt of it only came after i hang up the phone... which undid me. unresolved issues surely catch up on you.

sometimes we just don't realize that when we strip emotionally naked, we're also speaking for more that one wounded heart.  when we hear an echo, it makes us feel not alone.  it does help a great deal.

so... shall we burn the wires?  or should i say, shall we create a river of tears that'd run through calgary and british columbia?  :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i did sense the sadness in your voice last night, dear maia, but i&#8217;ve no inkling of the depth of it.  this grieving post came right after a non-serious talk with someone this morning. the brunt of it only came after i hang up the phone&#8230; which undid me. unresolved issues surely catch up on you.</p>
<p>sometimes we just don&#8217;t realize that when we strip emotionally naked, we&#8217;re also speaking for more that one wounded heart.  when we hear an echo, it makes us feel not alone.  it does help a great deal.</p>
<p>so&#8230; shall we burn the wires?  or should i say, shall we create a river of tears that&#8217;d run through calgary and british columbia?  <img src='http://joyzjourney.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>By: Maia Noval</title>
		<link>http://joyzjourney.blog.friendster.com/2009/05/black-is-back/#comment-298</link>
		<dc:creator>Maia Noval</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 18:28:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>do you read minds? i can still distinctly recall our conversation last night and i'm sure i didn't divulge even a minute clue of how downtrodden and awful i felt. and here you are, verbalizing point blank the different emotions that are clamoring to resurface, the same demons that i've been trying to slay for my sanity's sake for a week now. i need to thank you,...i guess. just remember that the next time we talk i will be bawling my heart out even before you can say hello. consider yourself warned,....i guess.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>do you read minds? i can still distinctly recall our conversation last night and i&#8217;m sure i didn&#8217;t divulge even a minute clue of how downtrodden and awful i felt. and here you are, verbalizing point blank the different emotions that are clamoring to resurface, the same demons that i&#8217;ve been trying to slay for my sanity&#8217;s sake for a week now. i need to thank you,&#8230;i guess. just remember that the next time we talk i will be bawling my heart out even before you can say hello. consider yourself warned,&#8230;.i guess.</p>
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