<?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-12139926</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:32:29.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xul's memories</title><subtitle type='html'>Images from my dreams</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12139926/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xulsolar23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563552000001171791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y136/xulsolar23/Science3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12139926.post-111466357099182019</id><published>2005-04-28T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T22:22:45.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Validation</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://tinypic.com/4r92xf width=300 height=225&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: I'm in a huge shopping centre, possibly in Bangkok. The ceiling is so high I can't see it, just layers and layers of shops. I find some glasses like the one's Samantha had in my previous dream. The tag on the glasses reads "Carlos Tools". I attempt to purchase them, but my credit card is refused. "You're not old enough to use credit" says the sales assistant. I look at the card and realise I'm only a small child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12139926-111466357099182019?l=beardofstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/feeds/111466357099182019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12139926&amp;postID=111466357099182019' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12139926/posts/default/111466357099182019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12139926/posts/default/111466357099182019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/2005/04/validation.html' title='Validation'/><author><name>xulsolar23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563552000001171791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y136/xulsolar23/Science3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12139926.post-111447296873000459</id><published>2005-04-25T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T22:18:22.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoned Soul Picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://tinypic.com/4q4j7a width=300 height=225&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: The girl on the bus. Everything's hazy and 'overexposed', like my irises haven't adjusted to the light. Turns out everyone's like this, everyone's irises have ceased functioning. The girl, she says her name is Samantha, has bought special sunglasses, she bought them from someone called Carlos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12139926-111447296873000459?l=beardofstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/feeds/111447296873000459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12139926&amp;postID=111447296873000459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12139926/posts/default/111447296873000459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12139926/posts/default/111447296873000459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/2005/04/stoned-soul-picnic.html' title='Stoned Soul Picnic'/><author><name>xulsolar23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563552000001171791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y136/xulsolar23/Science3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12139926.post-111336686296763379</id><published>2005-04-12T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T00:02:31.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wraiths and strays</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://hellogirlfriend.com/stuff/prettyaunt.jpg width=300 height=204&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: I'm in Japan, in the lush garden of some kind of mansion. My host says her name is Ms. Lyssa Ling. The light is strange, like a Super-8 film, like a lomograph, like a memory of someone else's memories. "The red flowers are my favourites" she says. the fragrance of vanilla fills the air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12139926-111336686296763379?l=beardofstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/feeds/111336686296763379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12139926&amp;postID=111336686296763379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12139926/posts/default/111336686296763379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12139926/posts/default/111336686296763379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/2005/04/wraiths-and-strays.html' title='Wraiths and strays'/><author><name>xulsolar23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563552000001171791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y136/xulsolar23/Science3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12139926.post-111336608770075506</id><published>2005-04-12T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T21:21:27.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold is the metal</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://tinypic.com/4ghldh width=300 height=225&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12139926-111336608770075506?l=beardofstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/feeds/111336608770075506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12139926&amp;postID=111336608770075506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12139926/posts/default/111336608770075506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12139926/posts/default/111336608770075506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/2005/04/gold-is-metal.html' title='Gold is the metal'/><author><name>xulsolar23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563552000001171791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y136/xulsolar23/Science3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12139926.post-111336371056818666</id><published>2005-04-12T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:44:37.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://tinypic.com/4ghl6t width=300 height=283&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12139926-111336371056818666?l=beardofstars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/feeds/111336371056818666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12139926&amp;postID=111336371056818666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12139926/posts/default/111336371056818666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12139926/posts/default/111336371056818666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beardofstars.blogspot.com/2005/04/connection.html' title='The Connection'/><author><name>xulsolar23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563552000001171791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y136/xulsolar23/Science3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
