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	<description>Thought For a Penny?</description>
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		<title>Who Am I?</title>
		<description>I Am Isis
I Am Osiris
I Am Horus’ Iris
I Am the heavenly chorus
Of a solitary voice
That spoke light into darkness
I Am the breath of that voice
That spoke life into lifeless
I Am one Ankh, three nails, and Jesus
Isa, Yehoshua, Yashua
Buried alive because Truth never dies
And I Am the Truth
I Am the Life
I ...</description>
		<link>http://ludsville.net/archives/2008/who-am-i/</link>
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		<title>An Open Letter To Saul</title>
		<description>"Dear Histo​ry,
Blitz​!​ It's my turn now. You can have your mound​s of flesh​,​ leath​er boots​,​ canno​ns and saber​s,​ noose​s and guill​otine​s,​ warsh​ips and fight​er plane​s,​ trail​s of tears​ and blood​,​ genoc​ides,​ dunge​ons and drago​ns,​ ghost​ stori​es and fairy​ tales​.​.​.​.​.​.​.​.​.​."

--Saul Williams
Dear Saul,
I am afraid that I must stand in utter disagreement ...</description>
		<link>http://ludsville.net/archives/2008/an-open-letter-to-saul/</link>
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		<title>School is the great brain sucker</title>
		<description>"Don't get excited. She'll say 'no' without a doubt, you see.
And I've decided college girls just won't go out with me.
They make me nervous and they always catch me off my guard.
Like cell phone service, I drop out 'cause college is too hard."
My apologies for my absence. I have had ...</description>
		<link>http://ludsville.net/archives/2008/school-is-the-great-brain-sucker/</link>
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		<title>You&#8217;ll never get away with this!</title>
		<description>The devil poked out my third eye
Tried to keep me from seeing the path to the light at the end of the tunnel
But she forgot that the Son of Man resides not in my head, but in my heart
And stands there hand in hand with the daughter of YAH
And, in ...</description>
		<link>http://ludsville.net/archives/2008/youll-never-get-away-with-this/</link>
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		<title>Lil John and the East Side Boyz</title>
		<description>. . .do not represent all the real niggas in America.


Just as McCain does not represent conservatives, Spears does not represent actors, and Bin Laden does not represent Middle Easterners. "I'm sick," says Shihan, "of Master P being allowed to speak on behalf of hiphop when he represents nothing but ...</description>
		<link>http://ludsville.net/archives/2008/lil-john-and-the-east-side-boyz/</link>
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		<title>Misery loves company</title>
		<description>
"Why do we hurt the ones we love? Why do we let ourselves distance ourselves from the ones who want to be close, shut down and block the love from coming in in some attempt to 'protect' ourselves from pain—pain we have felt in our lives from people we love ...</description>
		<link>http://ludsville.net/archives/2008/misery-loves-company/</link>
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		<title>&#8220;We are like the dead.&#8221;</title>
		<description>"When the sun is goin’ down
and there is no place to hide
Even in the brightest light
you might lean toward the darker side"
-Bruce McCabe
Someone asked me, recently, "Are people born good and turned evil or are they born evil and kept away from it until unfortunate circumstances? Or are they born ...</description>
		<link>http://ludsville.net/archives/2008/we-are-like-the-dead/</link>
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		<title>The Rainmaker</title>
		<description>Rain don't fall from blue skies
And tears don't fall from blue eyes.

You stole all the blue
And gave grey back to you
But mine are more black than blue.
And from this darkened hue,
Fall drops of love
To soak the soi(/u)l and give birth to new.

Drown the old
Birth the new. </description>
		<link>http://ludsville.net/archives/2008/the-rainmaker/</link>
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		<title>23 to Life</title>
		<description>The jazz in me won't let me leave
"You know something better's coming,"
It says.
"And if you leave, you'll miss it."
So I stay and compound my indulgence
In the hopes that the instrumentalists
Will learn to feel and become artists,
Will learn to give and make music. </description>
		<link>http://ludsville.net/archives/2008/23-to-life/</link>
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		<title>So, I&#8217;m back from camp.</title>
		<description>And boy do I have stories.

I wonder who had the deeper experience, Moses or the bush. </description>
		<link>http://ludsville.net/archives/2008/so-im-back-from-camp/</link>
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