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	<title>Comments on: Free Fall</title>
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		<title>By: D</title>
		<link>http://www.silentyak.com/2006/01/25/free-fall/comment-page-1/#comment-404</link>
		<dc:creator>D</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2006 14:27:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dude, something that begins with the wind rushing past your face &amp; ending with splat doesnt sound too happy !!! ;-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dude, something that begins with the wind rushing past your face &amp; ending with splat doesnt sound too happy !!! <img src='http://www.silentyak.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Ramnath R Iyer</title>
		<link>http://www.silentyak.com/2006/01/25/free-fall/comment-page-1/#comment-403</link>
		<dc:creator>Ramnath R Iyer</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2006 07:01:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>No, it is not a snowflake talking; it is a real person, not necessarily the physical self, but a state of mind. The poem is essentially a *happy* poem. The critical idea here is the speed of events. There is no time to pause and wonder about anything because everything moves past so quickly. The moral, if one is necessary, is that once we accept the inevitable, we can look beyond and search for that spark of excitement that we never knew existed. &lt;a href=&quot;http://junkland.n3rds.net/archives/37-Uncloaking-Mysticism.html&quot; title=&quot;Speaking of metaphors...&quot;&gt;Metaphorically&lt;a&gt;, when we dispose of the beginning and the end of the whole, we should have something left that we can call the &#039;middle&#039;.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>No, it is not a snowflake talking; it is a real person, not necessarily the physical self, but a state of mind. The poem is essentially a *happy* poem. The critical idea here is the speed of events. There is no time to pause and wonder about anything because everything moves past so quickly. The moral, if one is necessary, is that once we accept the inevitable, we can look beyond and search for that spark of excitement that we never knew existed. <a  href="http://junkland.n3rds.net/archives/37-Uncloaking-Mysticism.html" title="Speaking of metaphors...">Metaphorically</a><a>, when we dispose of the beginning and the end of the whole, we should have something left that we can call the ‘middle’.</a></p>
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		<title>By: the 'g'</title>
		<link>http://www.silentyak.com/2006/01/25/free-fall/comment-page-1/#comment-402</link>
		<dc:creator>the 'g'</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2006 06:05:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My God, even after reading the previous post, I must say that is one scary poem. Was that a snowflake talking, by any chance?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My God, even after reading the previous post, I must say that is one scary poem. Was that a snowflake talking, by any chance?</p>
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