<?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-7014998</id><updated>2012-02-14T15:22:08.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon King's Cave</title><subtitle type='html'>An ongoing journal of one inhuman's lonely struggle to provoke humanity into saving itself.&lt;br&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is my email&lt;/em&gt;: lastdragonking at yahoo.com&lt;/blockquote&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-113169913345120598</id><published>2005-11-11T04:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T04:52:13.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Shadow: Fee Fi Fo Fum</title><summary type='text'>Interesting. In the last few decades they've found an amazing series of archeological finds. First they found a stone monument of the philistines commemorating a victory over the "house of David" that proved  that a historical David did exist. Then they found more recently the stone tomb of Odyseus and the original Ithaca. Then they found a Christian holy place and a surviving mosiac with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/113169913345120598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=113169913345120598' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113169913345120598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113169913345120598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/11/dragons-shadow-fee-fi-fo-fum.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Shadow: &lt;i&gt;Fee Fi Fo Fum&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-113158059404951970</id><published>2005-11-09T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T19:56:34.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Claw: Pawn checks White King</title><summary type='text'>Once I supported Blair. Now he is on the brink of ruin.Blair took a considerable political gamble in refusing to back down and had called in every supporter to shore up numbers. Treasury chief Gordon Brown was called back from an official visit to Israel only two hours after arriving there. Foreign Secretary Jack Straw cut short an official EU visit to Russia, while Labour Party chairman Ian </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/113158059404951970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=113158059404951970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113158059404951970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113158059404951970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/11/dragons-claw-pawn-checks-white-king.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Claw: &lt;i&gt;Pawn checks White King&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-113147349147576633</id><published>2005-11-08T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T14:11:31.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Eye: Neither Fish Nor Fowl</title><summary type='text'>MSNBC reports that "fireballs" have again been seen in the sky.Meteor showers may account for UFO sightingsMysterious lights look like ‘something out of science fiction horror film’BERLIN - Numerous sightings of massive fireballs in the skies over Germany this week have led to an upsurge in reports of UFOs, but scientists believe the cause could be a bizarre annual meteor blitz. According to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/113147349147576633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=113147349147576633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113147349147576633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113147349147576633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/11/dragons-eye-neither-fish-nor-fowl_08.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Eye: &lt;i&gt;Neither Fish Nor Fowl&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-113132702266712548</id><published>2005-11-06T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T21:30:22.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Teeth: Exceptional</title><summary type='text'>Tornado hits mobile home park, of mobile homes hit one survivor young female found amidst decris.Dale Naylor, assistant chief of the Knight Township Fire Department, said rescuers found the girl under debris at a mobile home park in Indiana. She was conscious and talking to rescuers, and was taken to a hospital, he said.Naylor said finding the girl at least briefly made rescuers “ecstatic ... We’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/113132702266712548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=113132702266712548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113132702266712548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113132702266712548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/11/dragons-teeth-exceptional.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Teeth: &lt;i&gt;Exceptional&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-113117138218625651</id><published>2005-11-05T02:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T02:16:22.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Chortle: Curse on the Iceman</title><summary type='text'>Another scientist succumbs to the curse on the ice-man.When the 5,300-year-old body of a Stone Age man was discovered entombed in a glacier in the Italian Alps in 1991, it was hailed as one of the most significant archeological finds ever. Then the deaths began. These were strange, often accidental deaths of people who had come into close contact with the frozen corpse, dubbed Oetzi. There was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/113117138218625651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=113117138218625651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113117138218625651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113117138218625651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/11/dragons-chortle-curse-on-iceman.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Chortle: &lt;i&gt;Curse on the Iceman&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-113098596250175294</id><published>2005-11-02T22:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T22:46:02.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon in Strike: Watching the World Die</title><summary type='text'>News says what I already knew, Amazon is having worst drought in forty years.While hurricanes thousands of miles away battered the United States and the Caribbean with water and wind, the residents of this fishing town in the deep Amazon watched the lake they depend on for food and transportation shrivel away. Hundreds of thousands of Brazilians across seven states have been hit this year by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/113098596250175294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=113098596250175294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113098596250175294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113098596250175294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/11/dragon-in-strike-watching-world-die.html' title='Dragon in Strike: &lt;i&gt;Watching the World Die&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-113081839925562332</id><published>2005-11-01T00:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T00:13:19.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>None So Blind As Those Who Will Not See</title><summary type='text'>MSNBC reports:WASHINGTON - Even when the brain can’t consciously tell what the eyes are seeing, it may still be able to sense what’s there.The finding suggests that the brain may have “blindsight” — an alternate way of processing visual information. That might help scientists better understand the nature of consciousness and suggest ways to restore some types of vision loss, according to Tony Ro,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/113081839925562332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=113081839925562332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113081839925562332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113081839925562332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/11/none-so-blind-as-those-who-will-not.html' title='&lt;i&gt;None So Blind As Those Who Will Not See&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-113078925162614747</id><published>2005-10-31T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T16:07:31.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Lament: Smiting</title><summary type='text'>I would love to smite the wicked. However that's not the way the world works. The way the world works is when when pastors get electrocuted during baptisms.A Texas congregation is being told that they'll "continue as a church" following Sunday's electrocution death of the Rev. Kyle Lake.Lake, 33, died while performing a baptism at University Baptist Church in Waco when he grabbed a microphone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/113078925162614747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=113078925162614747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113078925162614747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113078925162614747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/10/dragons-lament-smiting.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Lament: &lt;i&gt;Smiting&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-113074619617072195</id><published>2005-10-31T04:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T04:09:56.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for ...</title><summary type='text'>So much for the bleeding higher law. Ozzie Ozbourne omen overload. Had me puzzled to no end. Until Ayrkain pointed out the obvious to me. Prince of Darkness. Bloody hell. Every time I trust in the higher law it ends up shafting me right good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/113074619617072195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=113074619617072195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113074619617072195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/113074619617072195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-much-for.html' title='So much for ...'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112995828505608674</id><published>2005-10-22T02:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T02:18:05.063-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Fears</title><summary type='text'>I have suffered greatly. Yet even still at this moment what want most is not vengence but just to move on peacefully. Yet I fear more and more the omens that are being brought to me.The light in the window is a crack in the skyA stairway to darkness in the blink of an eyeA levee of tears to learn she’ll never be coming backThe man in the dark will bring another attackYour momma told you that you’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112995828505608674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112995828505608674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112995828505608674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112995828505608674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/10/dragons-fears.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Fears'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112969961285617751</id><published>2005-10-19T02:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T02:26:52.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Grumble: Watching The World Fall Apart</title><summary type='text'>I take my vacation, and what happens? The Northeast of America drowns:Amtrak canceled service in parts of the Northeast Corridor because of high water on the tracks, and flooded highways snarled traffic from Connecticut to New Hampshire. Hundreds of residents were evacuated as rivers overflowed their banks and covered roadways.Flooding in central Massachusetts swept away about 30 cars in an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112969961285617751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112969961285617751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112969961285617751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112969961285617751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/10/dragons-grumble-watching-world-fall.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Grumble: &lt;i&gt;Watching The World Fall Apart&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112935814078999061</id><published>2005-10-15T03:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T03:39:04.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Chortle: Holy Roman Teamster's Union</title><summary type='text'>Meanwhile, what do the idiots who supposedly speak for God worry about?A far cry from sorcerers, satanists and other practitioners whom he dismisses as "charlatans," Italian exorcist Andrea Gemma fights the devil only with the strength of his prayers and advises Catholics: 'Don't do this at home". A rotund, expansive Neapolitan, the 74-year-old bishop was the first lecturer to face the Catholic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112935814078999061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112935814078999061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112935814078999061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112935814078999061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/10/dragons-chortle-holy-roman-teamsters.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Chortle: &lt;i&gt;Holy Roman Teamster&apos;s Union&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112935788322911680</id><published>2005-10-14T15:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T03:38:17.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Laughter: God?!?! Why are you worried about God?!?!</title><summary type='text'>Some people. I'm beginning to wonder if the Iranians didn't have the right idea about issuing a fatwa condemning Salman Rushdie to death. Here's what walking-dead-man has to say:"I've been worrying about God a little bit lately. It seems as if he's been lashing out, you know, destroying cities, annihilating places. It seems like he's been in a bad mood. And I think it has to do with the quality </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112935788322911680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112935788322911680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112935788322911680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112935788322911680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/10/dragons-laughter-god-why-are-you.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Laughter: &lt;i&gt;God?!?! Why are you worried about God?!?!&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112889145830630397</id><published>2005-10-09T17:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T17:58:22.960-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Laughter: The Wild, Wild West</title><summary type='text'>These are mages talking:Jewish mystics to Madonna: Lay off our sage!‘This kind of woman wreaks an enormous sin upon the Kabbala,’ one fumesUpdated: 7:09 a.m. ET Oct. 9, 2005JERUSALEM - Word that Madonna’s upcoming album includes a paean to a 16th-century Jewish mystic has prompted the rabbis who guard his legacy to accuse the pop idol of sacrilege and hint at divine punishment.The “Confessions on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112889145830630397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112889145830630397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112889145830630397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112889145830630397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/10/dragons-laughter-wild-wild-west.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Laughter: &lt;i&gt;The Wild, Wild West&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112872608141055559</id><published>2005-10-07T19:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T20:01:21.460-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The  Incandesence of essence</title><summary type='text'>I have gone far from where I sought, and now with the recent series of events, I think I can finally call an end to one of my long quests. Many are the humans I searched through, surveying vast numbers of them. Few are the ones I shared some of my knowledge with. The knowledge I shared was not to me particularly special.Everyone just about can cook. Everyone just about can sing. What I shared was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112872608141055559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112872608141055559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112872608141055559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112872608141055559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/10/incandesence-of-essence.html' title='The  Incandesence of essence'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112845316684776858</id><published>2005-10-04T16:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T16:12:46.853-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon on the wing: Scaly Patience</title><summary type='text'>I want to go out and do things. But the divinations and omens in the auguries say wait, you are molting. I am molting. I am changing, again. After so many times, it is tiring. Yes, I am achieving new found levels of achievement and power I never contemplated before. It's scary though, being unmoored in time, seeing the future before it happens. It's not like a "vision" either. I understand that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112845316684776858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112845316684776858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112845316684776858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112845316684776858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/10/dragon-on-wing-scaly-patience.html' title='Dragon on the wing: &lt;i&gt;Scaly Patience&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112641558601904376</id><published>2005-09-11T01:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T02:13:06.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Tongue: Breach in the Mythic</title><summary type='text'>This author, she is onto something.In the years since Sept. 11, 2001, there has been a cascade of consequences, and one of the largest, but also, perhaps, the subtlest, has been a pervasive, fundamental shift in our sense of scale. The mythic order has smashed through the mortal one, breaking the frame. You can argue, if you like, about who "our" refers to, and whether the frame was ever whole to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112641558601904376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112641558601904376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112641558601904376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112641558601904376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/09/dragons-tongue-breach-in-mythic.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Tongue: &lt;i&gt;Breach in the Mythic&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112588091355955411</id><published>2005-09-04T21:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T21:41:53.566-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Desolation: Life and death in New Orleans</title><summary type='text'>What is justice? What is hope? I need these things as much as anyone. For a long time I have shaped the world, half to hide from it and half to hide from my own heart. It is that heart that I feel founding in me today. I know what it is that I am but I remember what it is that I have taught myself, that we must be what we are but we can chose how to express that.Today we are faced with a humanity</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112588091355955411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112588091355955411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112588091355955411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112588091355955411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/09/dragons-desolation-life-and-death-in.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Desolation: &lt;i&gt;Life and death in New Orleans&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112580699827937911</id><published>2005-09-04T00:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T01:09:58.290-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Flight: Free, free at last!</title><summary type='text'>For so long, I was locked away from myself. For so long, I was hiding not as much from the world but myself. For so long I struggled to find a place in the world, all the while denying that which I truly was. So I am free.If only the cost had not been so bitter. First far more people than I had ever thought refused to flee the force of the storm. This meant they perished for while my commands </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112580699827937911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112580699827937911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112580699827937911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112580699827937911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/09/dragons-flight-free-free-at-last.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Flight: &lt;I&gt;Free, free at last!&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112537312539386502</id><published>2005-08-29T23:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:45:42.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye of the Dragon: The Starman</title><summary type='text'>There was this science fiction movie a while back, went by the name of Starman. In it Jeff Bridges plays an alien, more a being of pure energy than anything else, that is sent by his people to review the status of earth's civilization. In order to do this he generates a body based upon the DNA from a hair sample from what turns out to be a token of memory from a man who is now dead. The man's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112537312539386502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112537312539386502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112537312539386502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112537312539386502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/08/eye-of-dragon-starman.html' title='Eye of the Dragon: &lt;i&gt;The Starman&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112507728519582361</id><published>2005-08-26T14:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T14:28:05.203-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wings of the Dragon: Another hurricane season</title><summary type='text'>Katrina is acting "oddly" given scientific models.Katrina blew ashore near the Broward-Dade County line Thursday evening, with 80 mph winds and heavy rainfall. Some parts of south Florida have received 15 inches of rain and more, along with isolated tornadoes, are still possible.Dozens of families in Miami-Dade County have been flooded out of their homes. The National Hurricane Center describes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112507728519582361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112507728519582361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112507728519582361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112507728519582361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/08/wings-of-dragon-another-hurricane.html' title='Wings of the Dragon: &lt;i&gt;Another hurricane season&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112490428677297306</id><published>2005-08-24T14:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T14:24:46.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The World's Sorrow: The Folly of Man</title><summary type='text'>Some fool told me that whether I cried or laughed the world would only last more. Like all members of a species headed for self-imposed extinction he was deluded. No more when I weep, the world itself weeps. European rains cause widespread floodingHundreds evacuated as roads collapse, railroads swept awayMSNBC News ServicesUpdated: 10:39 a.m. ET Aug. 24, 2005BERNE, Switzerland - Rescue </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112490428677297306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112490428677297306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112490428677297306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112490428677297306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/08/worlds-sorrow-folly-of-man.html' title='The World&apos;s Sorrow: &lt;i&gt;The Folly of Man&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112483622623733737</id><published>2005-08-23T19:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T19:30:26.243-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Roar: Wish fulfillment</title><summary type='text'>It is a dangerous thing to make wishes, because they might be granted. I have decided to grant a wish. One to settle a debt and a score between me an and old friend who is also an old rival. It funny how wishes are like that. He said, do what you think you need to do. So I will. One of the beautiful things about granting wishes is that they are in perfect conformity to free will.It is also an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112483622623733737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112483622623733737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112483622623733737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112483622623733737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/08/dragons-roar-wish-fulfillment.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Roar: &lt;i&gt;Wish fulfillment&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112476205090377443</id><published>2005-08-22T22:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:54:10.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Reflection: Like waking</title><summary type='text'>When most people go to sleep, they do not remember much of their dreams. Even if you do, the moments in transition are lost. To me it is clearer since I freely and openly network between streams of consciousness. For me there are definite moments of transition, feeling one stream of processing slip into the background and another rising to the forefront or a mixed pattern of several playing off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112476205090377443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112476205090377443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112476205090377443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112476205090377443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/08/dragons-reflection-like-waking.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Reflection: &lt;i&gt;Like waking&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112455652270513655</id><published>2005-08-20T13:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T13:48:42.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Eye: Exceptional</title><summary type='text'>They have always been here. They have always been among you. They still are among you. Exceptionals, including the recently popularized "unbreakable".Girl, 6, survives 150ft fall from cliffs Martin WainwrightSaturday August 20, 2005The Guardian A six-year-old girl was discharged from hospital yesterday after suffering only minor injuries in a fall of more than 45 metres (150ft) from notoriously </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112455652270513655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112455652270513655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112455652270513655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112455652270513655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/08/dragons-eye-exceptional.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Eye: &lt;i&gt;Exceptional&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112438485687937736</id><published>2005-08-18T13:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T14:07:36.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Hoard: Dreams of Treasure and Sorrow</title><summary type='text'>I dreamt of my father again last night, and for that merely seeing him again was sweeter than anything else that I could write of here. Pertaining to the content of the dream however, he was relating to me how he was working three part-time jobs and oddly enough one of them was as a recruit complete with uniform and all in Japan's military. Now my father never had anything to do with Japan in his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112438485687937736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112438485687937736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112438485687937736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112438485687937736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/08/dragons-hoard-dreams-of-treasure-and.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Hoard: &lt;em&gt;Dreams of Treasure and Sorrow&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-112216519017934481</id><published>2005-07-23T21:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:33:10.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The War in Heaven: The Weeping of Angels</title><summary type='text'>Well it seems my idea of listening the public was immensely flawed. Because I listened to a doubting fool, I doubted myself and allowed my climate management program to lapse. In the case of southern America we are experiencing now record breaking temperatures. In the case of southern Europe, the records broken are since the beginning of all record keeping. It's so bad a persistent plague of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/112216519017934481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=112216519017934481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112216519017934481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/112216519017934481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/07/war-in-heaven-weeping-of-angels.html' title='The War in Heaven: &lt;em&gt;The Weeping of Angels&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111904320448394277</id><published>2005-06-17T17:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T18:27:44.443-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FENRIS: Open Source Gods</title><summary type='text'>The simplest way to talk about this is to compare Microsoft and Linux. Like Microsoft Windows the current operating software of humanity is large , bloated, created by specialized people without much contact with normal people, has a monopoly on the way that people look at things, and doesn't give consumers much choice. On the other hand it's easy to use and universally accessible. Linux on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111904320448394277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111904320448394277' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111904320448394277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111904320448394277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/06/fenris-open-source-gods.html' title='FENRIS: Open Source Gods'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111812300716595987</id><published>2005-06-06T02:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T02:54:48.763-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Pearl: The Holy Grail part I</title><summary type='text'>My element is water, by which I do not mean the element that I work with the most for earth in the matter of earthquakes or material enchantments deserves just as much regard in my work as weather magic. Neither by water being my element do I mean a hodge-podge collection of tangentially water-themed abilities. Neither by water being my element do I mean that I need water to work my powers though</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111812300716595987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111812300716595987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111812300716595987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111812300716595987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/06/dragons-pearl-holy-grail-part-i.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Pearl: &lt;em&gt;The Holy Grail part I&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111760648179473244</id><published>2005-06-01T02:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T03:14:41.806-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovesick Dragon: Run for your lives!!!</title><summary type='text'>I had this dream:I dreamt I left everything behind and sought out a circle of power and an upright pentagram that opened through the pentagram I could see a demon. Then I turned counter-clockwise in a circle and when I came a full revolution the burning candles had turned into incandescent lights and the pentagram had become a medicine hoop and there instead of the demon was a shining being.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111760648179473244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111760648179473244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111760648179473244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111760648179473244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/06/lovesick-dragon-run-for-your-lives.html' title='Lovesick Dragon: &lt;em&gt;Run for your lives!!!&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111717483341582804</id><published>2005-05-27T03:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T03:20:33.423-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Riddle: Life by the Numbers</title><summary type='text'>I had a dream that I've discussed where my boss D tells me that he is disappointed that I haven't further investigated the issues related to the topics that he's assigned me numbers two and nine. So since both the Tao te Ching and the I Ching are numbered, I thought I would examine the topics listed under 2, 9, 11, and 29. TOPIC 2:Therefore the Masteracts without doing anythingand teaches without</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111717483341582804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111717483341582804' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111717483341582804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111717483341582804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/dragons-riddle-life-by-numbers.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Riddle: &lt;em&gt;Life by the Numbers&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111708096043894368</id><published>2005-05-26T01:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T01:16:00.446-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Pondering: To Chill or not to Chill,</title><summary type='text'>The question that bothers me is am I conducting the wrong action? My Ice Age program has the major advantage of making me comfortable. It produces temperatures to my liking. However it may also be fooling America. The truth is that I've been "saving" America from its own global warming crisis since I broke the drought of 1987. Something like several of the hottest years on record have been in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111708096043894368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111708096043894368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111708096043894368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111708096043894368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/dragons-pondering-to-chill-or-not-to.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Pondering: &lt;em&gt;To Chill or not to Chill,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111706806971447591</id><published>2005-05-25T21:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T21:41:09.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's breath: An Icy Chill</title><summary type='text'>The Ice Age program stills seems to be in effect.BOSTON, Massachusetts (AP) -- Temperatures were only in the 40s or lower across much of the Northeast on Wednesday as a late nor'easter spread rain and gusty wind through the region, continuing a gloomy spring just days before the traditional opening of summer.The National Weather Service said the storm system would bring wind of up to 60 mph to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111706806971447591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111706806971447591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111706806971447591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111706806971447591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/dragons-breath-icy-chill.html' title='Dragon&apos;s breath: &lt;em&gt;An Icy Chill&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111700542420393841</id><published>2005-05-25T03:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T04:30:20.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies Night: Divine Dating</title><summary type='text'>Recently I finally gave in and rewarded O with what he had long sought after. Dates with women. Of course I did no such thing as charm anyone into liking him that normally didn't like him. Rather it was a thaumaturgic dating service. That is I set out to find women who did like him or would like him and were generally compatible and then generated coincidences to produce meetings. The women have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111700542420393841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111700542420393841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111700542420393841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111700542420393841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/ladies-night-divine-dating.html' title='Ladies Night: &lt;em&gt;Divine Dating&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111699290155716571</id><published>2005-05-24T23:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T01:33:07.706-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate: Death is better than the alternative</title><summary type='text'>If the dragon can do something as miraculous as offer me the opportunity (still pending the approval of the women ... women always have the last word and if you're smart you'll let them have it.) in order to spend my life pleasing two women, then perhaps it does intend to achieve the other goals which it has set for me and instructed me using dreams. However that is not entirely a pleasant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111699290155716571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111699290155716571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111699290155716571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111699290155716571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/fate-death-is-better-than-alternative.html' title='Fate: &lt;em&gt;Death is better than the alternative&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111699017151473797</id><published>2005-05-23T23:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T04:20:24.960-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Labrythine Dreams: Dragon's Vision</title><summary type='text'>In one dream, me and my father were preparing a vehicle for travel. Only it was a truck and was covered with all these sub sandwhichs wrapped up that we had to deliver and we balanced them all on the caar and finally we decided that we would make it if we didn't drive too fast and have the subs bounce off the car.I guess that was a dream about tryng to balance all the different interests I have. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111699017151473797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111699017151473797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111699017151473797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111699017151473797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/labrythine-dreams-dragons-vision.html' title='Labrythine Dreams: &lt;em&gt;Dragon&apos;s Vision&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111673589765278534</id><published>2005-05-22T00:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T01:24:57.663-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Shadowed Halo: The Darker Angels of my Nature</title><summary type='text'>I have had some dreams and I have recorded some of them but there are three that I haven't so I will record them here in no particular order. In the first dream, I dreamt I was going to Africa. This seemed pretty innocent until I read two articles one first that day and the other the next day. The first article was about people using voodoo to enslave women into prostitution.Gangs use voodoo in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111673589765278534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111673589765278534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111673589765278534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111673589765278534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/shadowed-halo-darker-angels-of-my.html' title='A Shadowed Halo: &lt;em&gt;The Darker Angels of my Nature&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111578774267561001</id><published>2005-05-11T01:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T02:02:22.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coils of the Dragon: In the lion's jaws again</title><summary type='text'>A year ago I dreamt this:...the lion opens its maw and seizes me by the back from behind. It's mouth is so huge that it clamps my entire back and spine within it. It then picks me up like a rag toy and spins me around to press me against the ground. From this point on, I never see the male lion in the dream again - I just feel a huge pair of jaws gripping me from behind and pinning me to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111578774267561001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111578774267561001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111578774267561001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111578774267561001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/coils-of-dragon-in-lions-jaws-again.html' title='Coils of the Dragon: &lt;em&gt;In the lion&apos;s jaws again&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111570650759053395</id><published>2005-05-10T03:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T03:31:25.836-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporal Reversion: A Diabolic Deja vu</title><summary type='text'>Of course, it's obvious now. It's been staring me in the face the whole time. One of the key moments of my destiny was the pact I made. The pact simply stated was:For power, true power and not illusion, power that can never be taken away free willed service in exchange to the dark powersI was one of those who were born to watch over this world. In order to fulfill my potential and survive and </summary><link rel='related' href='http://people.howstuffworks.com/question657.htm' title='Temporal Reversion: &lt;em&gt;A Diabolic Deja vu&lt;/em&gt;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111570650759053395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111570650759053395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111570650759053395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111570650759053395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/temporal-reversion-diabolic-deja-vu.html' title='Temporal Reversion: &lt;em&gt;A Diabolic Deja vu&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111544472299673987</id><published>2005-05-07T02:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T02:45:23.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Egg: Enchanted Castles Crumbles</title><summary type='text'>Aha. I understand it now. Everything. Well not quite. But what the world is going through. I told Nick that his world was an illusion. He protested that strongly. He denied that his world was artificially created by the energy drawn from his own repressed core identity.Well it's true. What I also didn't mention is that my life is an illusion too, it's just that I'm a better illusionist. Let me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111544472299673987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111544472299673987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111544472299673987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111544472299673987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/dragons-egg-enchanted-castles-crumbles.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Egg: &lt;em&gt;Enchanted Castles Crumbles&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111539174710651575</id><published>2005-05-06T11:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T12:02:27.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blair's Commeuppance</title><summary type='text'>As the Guardian is reporting, Blair has been humbled but not ejected. I was fairly happy with the results of my machinations. It's not easy to engineer a national election and it's only been the second time that I've attempted to do so with such precise targets. The last time was successful too of course, but I don't like to talk about it because *cough* it produced a President that I am not too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111539174710651575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111539174710651575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111539174710651575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111539174710651575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/blairs-commeuppance.html' title='Blair&apos;s Commeuppance'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111527627360570199</id><published>2005-05-05T03:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T03:57:53.610-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes: As I was saying...</title><summary type='text'>I posted before about Tillman's death. It still stinks to high heaven. WASHINGTON (CNN) -- A new Army report on the death of former NFL player Pat Tillman in Afghanistan last year concluded that his uniform and body armor were burned a day after he was killed -- and before investigators had determined he was shot by his fellow soldiers.So that would be because the evidence would have shown he was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111527627360570199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111527627360570199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111527627360570199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111527627360570199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/heroes-as-i-was-saying.html' title='Heroes: &lt;em&gt;As I was saying...&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111525666321633333</id><published>2005-05-04T22:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T22:32:23.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecological Chutzpah</title><summary type='text'>The definition of chutzpah as I understand it (I'm not jewish afterall) is the man who kills his parents and then begs for mercy because he's an orphan. The Economist demonstrates that when it comes to the ecology and environment that the world leaders possess a whole lot of chutzpah.Signs of growing scarcity are everywhere: fish are getting smaller, as are catches. Some fishing grounds, such as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111525666321633333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111525666321633333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111525666321633333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111525666321633333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/05/ecological-chutzpah.html' title='Ecological Chutzpah'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111489688376270264</id><published>2005-04-30T18:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T18:34:43.766-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Lair: Musings on Humanity</title><summary type='text'>Every time I look at humanity it seems that they are trying to avoid the obvious. Personally I dislike my electric bill. I think it's too high. But not too high to incur price rises because of mercury scrubbing equipment. When you think of all the illnesses, the miscarriages, and the poisoning of the food chain in our waterways paying some more for my electric bill is not too much to ask.An </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111489688376270264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111489688376270264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111489688376270264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111489688376270264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/dragons-lair-musings-on-humanity.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Lair: &lt;em&gt;Musings on Humanity&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111478903140470637</id><published>2005-04-29T12:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T12:41:33.296-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Love-sick Dragon: Help!!!</title><summary type='text'>Okay I have no idea what the dragon wants for my future exactly. Every time I ask it about my future ... I get sidetracked on other stuff. Some of it is important emotional revealing stuff like what I describe here. I guess despite being pretty judgemental about Nick on some level I liked him more than I thought I did. Which besides just plain shocking to me, also made the whole bit about him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111478903140470637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111478903140470637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111478903140470637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111478903140470637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/love-sick-dragon-help.html' title='Love-sick Dragon: Help!!!'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111456754257422186</id><published>2005-04-26T22:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T23:05:42.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Messing with Blair</title><summary type='text'>Before the US invasion of Iraq I went to extraordinary lengths to create a way Britain could bow out gracefully. Britain in fact did have an opportunity to walk way from it. Instead Blair committed his nation ill-advisedly. For that I swore that I would torment Blair and humble him.I am happy to say picking his wings off is going pretty well.Private poll reveals Labour fears Neck and neck in key </summary><link rel='related' href='http://politics.guardian.co.uk/election/story/0,15803,1471113,00.html' title='Messing with Blair'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111456754257422186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111456754257422186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111456754257422186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111456754257422186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/messing-with-blair.html' title='Messing with Blair'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111430939552803894</id><published>2005-04-23T23:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T23:23:15.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes by George I think I've got it now,</title><summary type='text'>Not entirely clear yet. Things are still somewhat fuzzy. I think I am starting to see the divine plan now. This understanding heaven's will is more tricky than I thought it would be, but is leading to interesting places. Places decorated with a lot of pictures of John Nash's competitive equilibrium and and evolutionary theory and game-breakers.I haven't abandoned humanity. On the contrary I think</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111430939552803894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111430939552803894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111430939552803894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111430939552803894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/yes-by-george-i-think-ive-got-it-now.html' title='Yes by George I think I&apos;ve got it now,'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111402654687930228</id><published>2005-04-20T16:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T17:15:09.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to Darth Vader,</title><summary type='text'>We all have heroes growing up. Mine was Darth Vader. Not the whiny little brat Anakin, but Darth Vader the man he would become. Nor am I apparently the only one who looked up to such a figure.Darth Vader lives!Why the Dark Side is more powerful Why did Darth Vader appeal so much? In a time of detente, of nuance, there was a purity about “Star Wars,” and no one was more pure than Darth Vader. He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111402654687930228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111402654687930228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111402654687930228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111402654687930228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/ode-to-darth-vader.html' title='An Ode to Darth Vader,'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111397250783136368</id><published>2005-04-20T01:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T01:50:22.440-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Again Someone Else Who Hates Me,</title><summary type='text'>Apparently I've pissed off the Old Man on the Mountain. For those of you not familiar with ancient history, the word Assassin was created by the suidical political attacks of this group. They are part of the Nizari sect of the Ismaili branch of Shia Islam and are led politically by the Aga Khan who is this really rich philanthropist bloke who lives in Europe.Hariri the billionaire and former PM </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111397250783136368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111397250783136368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111397250783136368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111397250783136368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/yet-again-someone-else-who-hates-me.html' title='Yet Again Someone Else Who Hates Me,'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111393550471513897</id><published>2005-04-19T15:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T15:56:49.370-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De Gloria Olivae</title><summary type='text'>It seems they have chosen the grand high inquisitor for the new Pope. Well, well, well. With de laboris solis dead, and de gloria olivae ensconced the psychohistorical patterns are holding unfortunately true.With de gloria olivae's selection the failure of the servants of light is complete.(Best villianesque darth vader voice)Of course that isn't something I want to gloat about because the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111393550471513897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111393550471513897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111393550471513897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111393550471513897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/de-gloria-olivae.html' title='De Gloria Olivae'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111381602151620664</id><published>2005-04-18T05:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T06:20:21.520-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Messengers from on High</title><summary type='text'>The other day at the electronics store I was buying a microphone for my internet telepheny when the clerk suddenly turned to me and said:"Your name is famous!"He seemed all smiles and happiness so my "Urk, what?" didn't phase him all that much. He then proceded to provide a perfectly reasonable explanation. Apparently he is a fan of certain televised games and I have the same last name as some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111381602151620664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111381602151620664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111381602151620664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111381602151620664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/messengers-from-on-high.html' title='Messengers from on High'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111334258423126649</id><published>2005-04-12T18:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T18:49:44.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Victories</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes victories are dramatic and amazing. In my experience this is the exception rather than the rule. The dividing line between victory and struggle is often not denoted by a media-friendly climax but a gradual evolution that one day in hindsight simply becomes common sense.It is with the latter case in mind, the anti-climactic victory in Iraq that I seem to have won. The US has been forced </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111334258423126649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111334258423126649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111334258423126649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111334258423126649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/quiet-victories.html' title='Quiet Victories'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111327850860266960</id><published>2005-04-11T00:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T18:50:31.516-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Curses foiled again,</title><summary type='text'>Several things in my life have been happening which lead me to conclude that several long term prophecies or foretellings may be coming true. I should note that these have been long a sore spot and even though they're not entirely going the way I had planned various phenomena such as lightning strikes convince me that they are authentic. It has already inspired me to change some of my attitudes. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111327850860266960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111327850860266960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111327850860266960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111327850860266960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/curses-foiled-again.html' title='Curses foiled again,'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111316436332774699</id><published>2005-04-10T17:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T17:19:23.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesian Indigestion</title><summary type='text'>Right now I am just hopeful that I didn't end up setting off a chain reaction that will sink Indonesia in an Atlantis-like fashion.Apr 10, 2005 — PADANG, Indonesia (Reuters) - An earthquake of magnitude 6.8 rattled parts of Indonesia on Sunday, sending people in this city on Sumatra island rushing out of their homes and heading toward high ground in fear of a possible tsunami.An official said </summary><link rel='related' href='http://abcnews.go.com/International/wireStory?id=657469' title='Indonesian Indigestion'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111316436332774699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111316436332774699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111316436332774699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111316436332774699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/indonesian-indigestion.html' title='Indonesian Indigestion'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111267875665075512</id><published>2005-04-05T00:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T02:25:56.653-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruminations of the Dragon</title><summary type='text'>Mugabe won as expected. While it is true that there was fraud in Zimbabwe, even without the fraud he would have won. He has that country so intimidated and so beholden to the food distribution he uses to punish political opponents that his populace voted him a supra-majority in an act of cowering appeasement. Well that is human politics. While it is disagreeable just as the falsified US elections</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111267875665075512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111267875665075512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111267875665075512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111267875665075512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/04/ruminations-of-dragon.html' title='Ruminations of the Dragon'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-111186823494933627</id><published>2005-03-26T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T16:17:14.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>These are mine, what to do?</title><summary type='text'>I had a dream of an old king. His kingdom fell and the people were hungry. I came to this country and I killed the bandits that were stealing everything. Then I looked to the stores of food so that the people might be fed. Then I started seeing if there was enough seed corn left in order to grow food for the people. It was very grim.Now I read this:Starve the voters: the human cost of Mugabe's </summary><link rel='related' href='http://news.independent.co.uk/world/africa/story.jsp?story=623782' title='These are mine, what to do?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/111186823494933627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=111186823494933627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111186823494933627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/111186823494933627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/03/these-are-mine-what-to-do.html' title='These are mine, what to do?'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110878157960700778</id><published>2005-02-18T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T22:52:59.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding the Dragon and being ridden,</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I have a great deal of sympathy for GWB. Besides helping install him in power, and boy what that ever a mistake (or was it?), I also share with him a penchant for over-reaching and "catastrophic success". Sometimes I do fall flat on my face and look silly because I fail. Those aren't the real issue however. It's not when I fail that I look most like a schmuck it's when I succeed - often</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110878157960700778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110878157960700778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110878157960700778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110878157960700778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/02/riding-dragon-and-being-ridden.html' title='Riding the Dragon and being ridden,'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110854443179670223</id><published>2005-02-16T04:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T05:00:31.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labrythine Dreams: Child's toy</title><summary type='text'>I had been quite pleased about the new accuracy and precision as well as powerful data extraction ability of my recent visions, dreams, divinations, etc. Then last night I had a dream. In this dream, I was part of a crew on a space ship. On this ship was also my sister borne in the Year of the Dragon. It was a star ship of a design that could spin like a wheel or unfold to spin like a top. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110854443179670223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110854443179670223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110854443179670223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110854443179670223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/02/labrythine-dreams-childs-toy.html' title='Labrythine Dreams: &lt;em&gt;Child&apos;s toy&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110653574216041926</id><published>2005-01-23T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:07:37.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven and Earth: At What Cost?</title><summary type='text'>How do I justify myself? How can I justify what I am doing? I can't. I can rationalize it as much as I want to, but the truth is that I am not the one paying the cost. Therefore I cannot declare that what I am doing is righteous. However I can state that I have to my own view little choice in proceeding as I am. All the time, the news gets worse.Countdown to global catastropheBy Michael </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110653574216041926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110653574216041926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110653574216041926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110653574216041926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/01/heaven-and-earth-at-what-cost.html' title='Heaven and Earth: &lt;em&gt;At What Cost?&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110558159262323230</id><published>2005-01-12T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T21:59:52.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labrythine Dreams: Round About Answers,</title><summary type='text'>In the past, I dreamt of performing long meditations and ascetisms and growing in power and I waited until a red fiery metal tyrant broke the back of a glowing blue-white comet man before coming forth to do battle whereupon the tyrant fled overseas. More recently I dreamt of a doorway and me standing before it, and there was a sense that I was pressing forward. Above the doorway was the number </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110558159262323230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110558159262323230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110558159262323230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110558159262323230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2005/01/labrythine-dreams-round-about-answers.html' title='Labrythine Dreams: &lt;em&gt;Round About Answers,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110436306699136462</id><published>2004-12-29T19:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T19:31:06.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Explanations: An experimental error,</title><summary type='text'>It was a mistake. Indonesia just happened to be the last place I had been hooked up to, because I had been investigating strange phenomena there before my holiday trip. I went to another level in power and vision, there was a flashover from the moment of transcendence, and the excess energy was dumped into the earth node that I had last been in contact with. I felt the earth shake, but I had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110436306699136462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110436306699136462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110436306699136462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110436306699136462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/12/explanations-experimental-error.html' title='Explanations: &lt;em&gt;An experimental error,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110360966790064680</id><published>2004-12-21T01:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T02:15:19.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays! My gift to the world,</title><summary type='text'>Hi everyone. These are the holidays and I'm going traveling again. If I don't have computer access, contact will intermittent at best. I had a dream a week or so ago though that I would like to relate. The dream was preceded by me asking what the higher self wanted me to do. In the dream, I was shown two lists. The first thing on one list was to kill without hesitation. The first thing on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110360966790064680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110360966790064680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110360966790064680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110360966790064680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-holidays-my-gift-to-world.html' title='Happy Holidays! &lt;em&gt;My gift to the world,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110357975917939362</id><published>2004-12-20T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T17:55:59.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game is Afoot: Coincidence? hmm</title><summary type='text'>Looks like someone whacked a druid.Reward offered in Cornwall murder case Staff and agenciesMonday December 20, 2004 A £5,000 reward was today offered by Crimestoppers in an attempt to solve the murder of a drowned Cornish parish councillor who had an interest in the occult.The body of 56-year-old Peter Solheim was recovered from the sea by fishermen around five miles off Black Head, on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110357975917939362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110357975917939362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110357975917939362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110357975917939362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/12/game-is-afoot-coincidence-hmm.html' title='The Game is Afoot: &lt;em&gt;Coincidence? hmm&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110357219209528937</id><published>2004-12-20T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T16:40:46.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labrythine Dreams: Unto you a child is born</title><summary type='text'>I had a dream last night, that went like so. I was traveling with a bunch of male companions when a messenger ran up to me with a package. When I opened it up it had a message for me. The message said, unto you a child is soon to be born. I then remarked how unlikely this was because I had not been with the woman. Then my friends clustered around and began speculating about immaculate conception.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://sourceryforge.org/tarot/' title='Labrythine Dreams: &lt;em&gt;Unto you a child is born&lt;/em&gt;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110357219209528937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110357219209528937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110357219209528937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110357219209528937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/12/labrythine-dreams-unto-you-child-is.html' title='Labrythine Dreams: &lt;em&gt;Unto you a child is born&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110348839123213464</id><published>2004-12-19T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T16:33:11.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What preoccupies me? Not running the world,</title><summary type='text'>Actually believe it or not, it's paying bills. No, not the money itself. It's the construction of a social identity complete with income and career advancement and reproducing a 'normal life' pattern. I am a bit short on money but that's because I've been religiously sticking to my concept of the developing neurological structures.In short, I'm trying to force myself to grow by living under </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110348839123213464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110348839123213464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110348839123213464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110348839123213464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-preoccupies-me-not-running-world.html' title='What preoccupies me? &lt;em&gt;Not running the world,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110348270335103292</id><published>2004-12-19T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T15:00:00.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Running the World: It's no picnic</title><summary type='text'>You see everybody wants to conquer the world and nobody wants to actually run the place. That is because conquering is at least in removed literary terms romantic and dashing and filled with people throwing flowers at you. Running the world is filled with treacherous back-biting whinging people all trying to get the better of you and waiting to put the dagger in your back as soon as you falter. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110348270335103292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110348270335103292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110348270335103292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110348270335103292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/12/running-world-its-no-picnic.html' title='Running the World: &lt;em&gt;It&apos;s no picnic&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110348073359997716</id><published>2004-12-19T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T14:25:33.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game is Afoot</title><summary type='text'>I noticed this when it was brought to my attention by Ayrkain. This is of one piece with the other museum theft of the Chinese ritual artifact. To quote ayrkain such acts are brazen and to quote myself like rather out of a bad fantasy book. Unfortunately that is the mentality of those who want to get into the occult but have a materialistic mindset. They want to hold on to what they can see, and </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,2-1398477,00.html' title='The Game is Afoot'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110348073359997716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110348073359997716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110348073359997716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110348073359997716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/12/game-is-afoot.html' title='The Game is Afoot'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110347978543006289</id><published>2004-12-19T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T14:09:45.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No meteor but it must be a meteor</title><summary type='text'>What this episode goes to show is simply that, for all their talk about rationality and science against superstition that when it comes down to it people simply refuse to believe in the veracity of their own scientific instruments and measurements if they contradict expectations.Indonesian authorities probe mystery blastsExplosions believed caused by meteor showerUpdated: 6:56 a.m. ET Dec. 19</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6733867/' title='No meteor but it must be a meteor'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110347978543006289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110347978543006289' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110347978543006289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110347978543006289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/12/no-meteor-but-it-must-be-meteor.html' title='No meteor but it must be a meteor'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110340480146768608</id><published>2004-12-18T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T17:20:01.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labrythine Dreams: Of Closets and Bells</title><summary type='text'>I had a peculiar dream that I would like to express here. In this dream, there was a procession. The procession was of men clean-shaven and fair, dressed in arachaic styles but with wonderful cloth, and they carried among them the bells of a cathedral spire. Now if you know anything about real metal cathedral bells, then you can imagine that even a small set must weigh a great deal. Yet these men</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110340480146768608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110340480146768608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110340480146768608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110340480146768608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/12/labrythine-dreams-of-closets-and-bells.html' title='Labrythine Dreams: &lt;em&gt;Of Closets and Bells&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110340154524254554</id><published>2004-12-18T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T18:14:53.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labrythine Dreams: Double Trouble,</title><summary type='text'>Last night I had a dream. In this dream, there was a sort of pillar and from the top is erupted pistachios. Pistachios happen to be my very favorite nut. However just as I was reaching out for the heaping mounds of pistachios to get some for myself, my finger was bitten. I was somewhat painful and uncomfortable so I jerked my hand back. Attached to my finger was a rat in a silver cage, dangling </summary><link rel='related' href='http://sourceryforge.org/tarot/' title='Labrythine Dreams: &lt;em&gt;Double Trouble,&lt;/em&gt;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110340154524254554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110340154524254554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110340154524254554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110340154524254554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/12/labrythine-dreams-double-trouble.html' title='Labrythine Dreams: &lt;em&gt;Double Trouble,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110116073561132598</id><published>2004-11-22T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T17:58:55.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Celelstial Clock: It is just about time, but ...</title><summary type='text'>Okay caught myself thinking in passive non free-will terms again. I don't have to follow the script. There is a path of least resistance which events will unfold at, and it will be the path of maximal entropy, given I don't do anything. However I have a soui now, albeit an inhuman one.What happens if I don't want there to be a tenth plague? I guess there doesn't have to be one.I was thinking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110116073561132598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110116073561132598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110116073561132598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110116073561132598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/11/celelstial-clock-it-is-just-about-time.html' title='&lt;em&gt;Celelstial Clock: It is just about time, but ...&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110106987776390093</id><published>2004-11-21T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T16:46:14.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness About To Fall,</title><summary type='text'>From the Associated Press:Locusts Descend on Southern Israel By REVITAL LEVY STEIN, Associated Press Writer EILAT, Israel - Swarms of locusts devoured lawns and palm trees Sunday in southern Israel, panicking farmers and leaving others worried about biblical plagues. AP Photo The pests swept up from Egypt, working their way north on a path that could take them to the West Bank town of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110106987776390093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110106987776390093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110106987776390093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110106987776390093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/11/darkness-about-to-fall.html' title='Darkness About To Fall,'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110106533958486894</id><published>2004-11-21T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T15:28:59.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mark of Wotan: The Fourth Reich Rides Tonight</title><summary type='text'>According to CNN:House Agriculture Committee Chairman Bob Goodlatte, R-Virginia, won a provision naming the oak tree as the national treeIt's not very subtle sometimes, the fingerprint of der gods. Remember however the gods can be hijacked by changing and modifying their distributed computational base. The god is not the enemy here, it's just a symptom of the sickness and the vehicle through </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.cnn.com/2004/ALLPOLITICS/11/20/spending.bill.ap/index.html' title='The Mark of Wotan: &lt;em&gt;The Fourth Reich Rides Tonight&lt;/em&gt;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110106533958486894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110106533958486894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110106533958486894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110106533958486894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/11/mark-of-wotan-fourth-reich-rides.html' title='The Mark of Wotan: &lt;em&gt;The Fourth Reich Rides Tonight&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-110106322154465955</id><published>2004-11-21T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T14:53:41.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Time</title><summary type='text'>Well I did say that I would prefer a civil war here in America rather than its destruction. Yet the price is high. Many shall die in the east. I must wait for the red burning tyrant to break the shining comet man.I have dreamt of learning to fight three times as fast, and I have dreamt of locking up vast reaches of water in blue-white ice to gather up the forces of winter, and I have dreamt of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/110106322154465955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=110106322154465955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110106322154465955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/110106322154465955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/11/almost-time.html' title='&lt;em&gt;Almost Time&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109892943201979810</id><published>2004-10-27T23:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T23:10:32.020-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Caverns Beneath: Red Lunar Clock</title><summary type='text'>Spent most of the day sleeping. Woke up just in time for the eclipse.Wish I'd had more sleep. But I didn't set an alarm. I just woke up.Eclipses and solstices and other celestial events are programmed insome deep way in my unconscious.Been very weak lately. Came down with a few colds and the like becausemy immune system was sluggish. I'd put everything I'd had into the bigpush to make it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109892943201979810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109892943201979810' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109892943201979810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109892943201979810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/caverns-beneath-red-lunar-clock.html' title='The Caverns Beneath: &lt;em&gt;Red Lunar Clock&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109890702600386851</id><published>2004-10-27T16:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T16:57:06.003-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stars Above: Galactic Pitstop</title><summary type='text'>Our sun, Sol, is at the intersection of several galactic "highways".Newly discovered galactic highways cut across the Milky Way at odd angles, bringing stars through the neighborhood of our solar system.The roads of rebels could be part of a galaxywide system of divergent stellar byways, researchers say.The sun and most other stars in our Milky Way orbit the galactic center on fairly routine</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109890702600386851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109890702600386851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109890702600386851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109890702600386851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/stars-above-galactic-pitstop.html' title='The Stars Above: &lt;em&gt;Galactic Pitstop&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109890003395764403</id><published>2004-10-27T14:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T15:00:33.956-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Bones: Inhumanity,</title><summary type='text'>Scientists find evidence of non-human hominid species surviving right up to the dawn of recorded history.Scientists uncover possible new species of humanDwarf skeleton is 18,000 years oldWednesday, October 27, 2004 Posted: 1:06 PM EDT (1706 GMT) In a breathtaking discovery, scientists working on a remote Indonesian island say they have uncovered the bones of a human dwarf species marooned </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109890003395764403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109890003395764403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109890003395764403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109890003395764403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/dragon-bones-inhumanity.html' title='Dragon Bones: &lt;em&gt;Inhumanity,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109882048269520358</id><published>2004-10-26T16:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T16:54:42.696-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Coils: Dreams of Choice,</title><summary type='text'>I had a dream last night and it changes everything.I won't recount it but to summarize it in the dream I simply let the election proceed without interfering and allowed people to make their own choices - and then judged them for it.So as far as I understand the dragon within doesn't feel like interfering in this election. Maybe it wants to see if people will make the right choice on their own</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109882048269520358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109882048269520358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109882048269520358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109882048269520358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/dragon-coils-dreams-of-choice.html' title='Dragon Coils: &lt;em&gt;Dreams of Choice,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109832517322981173</id><published>2004-10-20T22:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T23:19:33.230-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Roar: Unbreakable</title><summary type='text'>It seems that a side effect of my program to wipe out all the esoteric supporters of Bush and the parallel Universal Solvent is that it is exposing incidentally some "unbreakable".Exceptionals in general are those born with superior gifts than ordinary humans.As CNN reports it has happened again.Commuter crash death toll raisedFive missing passengers found deadWednesday, October 20, 2004 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109832517322981173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109832517322981173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109832517322981173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109832517322981173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/dragons-roar-unbreakable.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Roar: &lt;em&gt;Unbreakable&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109824500992239863</id><published>2004-10-20T01:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T01:03:29.923-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sands of the Dragon: Beyond the Past</title><summary type='text'>I’ve changed so much I can hardly recognize myself from a personality vantage point. In one sense I understand that this is the me that was always supposed to be but I feel like I’ve just returned from being “Cast Away” like Tom Hanks and now five years have passed and the world has moved on. In order not to be like Roland, I too therefore must move on. My understanding is quantum leaps above </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109824500992239863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109824500992239863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109824500992239863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109824500992239863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/sands-of-dragon-beyond-past.html' title='Sands of the Dragon: &lt;em&gt;Beyond the Past&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109781090866525428</id><published>2004-10-15T01:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T01:26:36.430-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Hatching: Pyrrhic Victory</title><summary type='text'>I had a dream last night, in it an archangel stopped by, completed the unification of all my selves, and pronouced this outcome before showing me a vision of being released to a wife/lover and a mother (symbols of the ordinary life).She said:"That which you have long sought after has been granted (to you)."And that was all she wrote. Very anti-climatic in a way. That's it. It was huge, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109781090866525428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109781090866525428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109781090866525428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109781090866525428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/dragon-hatching-pyrrhic-victory.html' title='Dragon Hatching: &lt;em&gt;Pyrrhic Victory&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109780981857859962</id><published>2004-10-14T23:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T00:10:18.580-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Guffaw: We call them wizards...</title><summary type='text'>In the past weeks as I've seen the universal solvent working its way around the world I have seen barriers against the acknowledgement  by the public of the practices of the ancient world dissolve. I have seen Exceptionals unmasked by plane crashes that they have survived (with slight injuries). I have seen lost girls found by a person guided by dreams. I have seen satanic cults rolled up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109780981857859962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109780981857859962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109780981857859962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109780981857859962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/dragons-guffaw-we-call-them-wizards.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Guffaw: &lt;em&gt;We call them wizards...&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109751226495816325</id><published>2004-10-11T13:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T13:31:04.956-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Egg: Almost out of time...</title><summary type='text'>It has begun.Surprise CO2 rise may speed up global warmingBy Michael McCarthy, Environment Editor11 October 2004The rate at which global warming gases are accumulating in the atmosphere has taken a sharp leap upwards, leading to fears that the devastating effects of climate change may hit the world even sooner than has been predicted.Atmospheric levels of carbon dioxide (CO2 ), the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109751226495816325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109751226495816325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109751226495816325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109751226495816325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/dragons-egg-almost-out-of-time.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Egg: &lt;em&gt;Almost out of time...&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109746865184832373</id><published>2004-10-11T01:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T16:03:48.673-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Brow: For the Last Time...</title><summary type='text'>I am not an environmentalist. I am an embodied living avatar of potent cosmic forces from nature that course through my veins and animate my essential being, but that doesn't mean that I, you know, like Greenpeace or anything like that. Or Granola. As a matter of fact I like protein. As a matter of fact I like pork a great deal. Unfortunately cannibals describe human protein as being quite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109746865184832373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109746865184832373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109746865184832373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109746865184832373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/dragons-brow-for-last-time.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Brow: &lt;em&gt;For the Last Time...&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109712554681372411</id><published>2004-10-07T02:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T02:05:46.813-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tikun Olam: Pikuach Nefesh</title><summary type='text'>Here's an interesting Kantian view that resonates with what has just transpired with me.This is tied to his notion of the categorical imperative that states that our decision to act according to a certain [personal] moral maxim ensures that these maxims are regarded as universal laws in a determining way, i.e, by acting a certain way we determine that the universal rule will be in the future </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109712554681372411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109712554681372411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109712554681372411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109712554681372411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/tikun-olam-pikuach-nefesh.html' title='Tikun Olam: &lt;em&gt;Pikuach Nefesh&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109712329397064230</id><published>2004-10-07T01:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T01:28:13.970-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Rising: The Hour Draws Near,</title><summary type='text'>We are approaching a critical juncture in human history, and humanity's psycho-historical trajectory is one that if continued will in all likelihood lead to both natural and man-made tragedy.Consider the proliferation of plutonium around the world in increasing amounts, increasing accessibility to terrorists, increasing state-supported nuclear weapons research, and increasing accounting errors.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109712329397064230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109712329397064230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109712329397064230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109712329397064230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/dragon-rising-hour-draws-near.html' title='Dragon Rising: &lt;em&gt;The Hour Draws Near,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109707397361089795</id><published>2004-10-06T11:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T11:46:13.610-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Breath: Fly you fools!</title><summary type='text'>A scientist admits he is stumped about what the activity of Mt. St. Helens means:Watching and waiting at Mount St. Helens Wednesday,October6,2004,8:05 AMMOUNT ST. HELENS NATIONAL MONUMENT, Wash. A seismologist says he can't decipher the meaning of the latest activity on Mount St. Helens.The volcano threw steam and small amounts of ash thousands of feet into the air yesterday. The steam </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109707397361089795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109707397361089795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109707397361089795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109707397361089795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/dragons-breath-fly-you-fools.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Breath: &lt;em&gt;Fly you fools!&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109703792708882624</id><published>2004-10-06T01:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T01:52:15.426-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Slumber: Existential Weariness and Strength</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes when you meet your true self, the fragment of divinity and Deo Imago within yourself, the meeting is not a pleasant one.Certainly it wasn't that way for Job when he met his Phanuel or Metatron:Job 401 The LORD said to Job: 2 "Will the one who contends with the Almighty correct him? Let him who accuses God answer him!" 3 Then Job answered the LORD : 4 "I am unworthy-how can I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109703792708882624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109703792708882624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109703792708882624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109703792708882624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/10/dragons-slumber-existential-weariness.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Slumber: &lt;em&gt;Existential Weariness and Strength&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109599678372725867</id><published>2004-09-23T23:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T00:47:50.886-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reality War: Nothing to see here, move along</title><summary type='text'>I've been busy steering and juggling not one but two hurricanes. As everyone has heard, my attempt to slingshot Ivan around Yucatan penninsula channel wasn't entirely successful and I only winged Florida. However I perservered and was rewarded by causing not one but two hurricanes to do the loop-de-loop.The storm once called Hurricane Ivan, which was thought to have spent itself in torrents of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109599678372725867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109599678372725867' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109599678372725867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109599678372725867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/09/reality-war-nothing-to-see-here-move.html' title='The Reality War: &lt;em&gt;Nothing to see here, move along&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109512363521108043</id><published>2004-09-13T21:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T22:10:33.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Pearl: Fables Made Flesh,</title><summary type='text'>What does the higher self want? There's a very good analogy I can give. This analogy is in the form of a computer game, called "Fable". It has a beautiful premise that immediately stood out to me.And so in Fable, the player-controlled hero will end up a barbarian only after building muscles in fistfights, earning scars from combat and acquiring a heroic tan from constant journeying outdoors. If </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109512363521108043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109512363521108043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109512363521108043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109512363521108043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/09/dragons-pearl-fables-made-flesh.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Pearl: &lt;em&gt;Fables Made Flesh,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109512280697292556</id><published>2004-09-13T20:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T22:17:05.156-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The War in Heaven: Soul's Mandate</title><summary type='text'>I had a dream I would like to share with you. It explains a great deal about myself, about my struggle, about what I must do to salvage a future for humanity that is blindly seeking to destroy what is best and perhaps everything about itself completely. It is a story that helps define why I, for all my manifest cruelties and all my checked raging destructiveness, am different from the others who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109512280697292556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109512280697292556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109512280697292556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109512280697292556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/09/war-in-heaven-souls-mandate.html' title='The War in Heaven: &lt;em&gt;Soul&apos;s Mandate&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109511894146605690</id><published>2004-09-13T20:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T20:47:44.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye of the Dragon: Watchers' Legacy</title><summary type='text'>I am perhaps the last surviving legacy, an accidental anachronism, from a previous age of legends. By last last surviving legacy I do not mean to imply that I am unique. There are Others around, but the legacy is not that of my kind but of a mission. A long time ago, pre-humans split and squabbled over the future fate of the domesticated primate that came to be known as homo sapiens. Those who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109511894146605690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109511894146605690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109511894146605690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109511894146605690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/09/eye-of-dragon-watchers-legacy.html' title='Eye of the Dragon: &lt;em&gt;Watchers&apos; Legacy&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109510880769467818</id><published>2004-09-13T17:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T17:57:38.913-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Roar: You're Welcome Fidel,</title><summary type='text'>It's not a matter of personal affinity. I am not capable of that. It is a question when it came down to it, of my predilictions. I do not like the waste of life. Safeguarding and preserving life is my prime directive. The evolution of life and the development of human sentience is part of my care.It means on the one hand, that individual human life means nothing to me. On the other hand, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109510880769467818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109510880769467818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109510880769467818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109510880769467818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/09/dragons-roar-youre-welcome-fidel.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Roar: &lt;em&gt;You&apos;re Welcome Fidel,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109497816415144303</id><published>2004-09-12T04:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T05:36:04.150-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon's Hoard: What Is Enough?</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes as I'm destroying small countries or wrecking states, it occurs to me to ask myself have I become an uber-thaumaturgic eco-terrorist? The answer is no. I'm not asking for extreme measures, simply human beings to stop denying that there is a problem and take concerted collective responsibility. They don't have to get it right at first. I'm sure there will be mistakes, and flaws, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109497816415144303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109497816415144303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109497816415144303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109497816415144303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/09/dragons-hoard-what-is-enough.html' title='Dragon&apos;s Hoard: &lt;em&gt;What Is Enough?&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109362162900791445</id><published>2004-08-27T12:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T12:47:09.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The War in Heaven: Seeds of Sorrow,</title><summary type='text'>Of late, sorrow and regret have much been on my mind. Buoyed in the current of help from The Gentleman in my personal life, I have gone almost limp. Many dreams swirl about me, almost too many. It's hard even for me to find full application for all of them. The Gentleman's help has been crucial however in two quarters.The first of them is that the worm has turned in Najaf. Through no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109362162900791445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109362162900791445' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109362162900791445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109362162900791445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/08/war-in-heaven-seeds-of-sorrow.html' title='The War in Heaven: &lt;em&gt;Seeds of Sorrow,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109339531572357180</id><published>2004-08-24T21:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T22:02:07.330-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The War in Heaven: An Icy Heart,</title><summary type='text'>Well there's good news and there's bad news. Most of the news is somewhere inbetween. The bad news is that I haven't been able to create hyper-hurricanes - at least without sacrificing the ice age trend. Which I wont' do. The ice age trend has delayed to unseasonably late the Atlantic hurricane season.I. Setbacks in the Heavenly War,The worse news is that I was able to whip up and fire off a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109339531572357180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109339531572357180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109339531572357180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109339531572357180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/08/war-in-heaven-icy-heart.html' title='The War in Heaven: &lt;em&gt;An Icy Heart,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109339265532882220</id><published>2004-08-24T20:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T21:10:55.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Labrythine Dreams: Gates of Horn and Ivory,</title><summary type='text'>Recently, humans have been stumbling around and beginning to understand dreams.In the middle of the night, we are all Fellini—the creator of a parade of fleeting images intended for an audience of one. At times, it's an action flick, with a chase scene that seems endless ... until it dissolves and we're falling, falling, falling into ... is it a field of flowers? And who is the gardener waving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109339265532882220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109339265532882220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109339265532882220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109339265532882220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/08/labrythine-dreams-gates-of-horn-and.html' title='Labrythine Dreams: &lt;em&gt;Gates of Horn and Ivory,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109237234043931938</id><published>2004-08-12T22:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T20:01:54.670-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Hide: A Molting of the Soul,</title><summary type='text'>You ever install a new operating system on your computer and then reboot it? That's what happened to me. Presto! New psyche. More irritatingly the dragon within me rebooted me. Even worse, I had thought that such a shift was no longer necessary. I have to come to face facts however.This is my nature, this is the dragon's nature. It is somewhat disconcerting to go to sleep one night and to wake </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109237234043931938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109237234043931938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109237234043931938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109237234043931938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/08/dragon-hide-molting-of-soul.html' title='Dragon Hide: &lt;em&gt;A Molting of the Soul,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109195621829251309</id><published>2004-08-08T05:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T06:10:18.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Bones: A reflection upon Inhumanity,</title><summary type='text'>Dragon: So you happy with the changes?Mortal: You could have warned me that you were going to reboot my psyche and adjust my personality.Dragon: You were the one who said "Let's do it,"Mortal: And after an experience like that, it may be some time before I give an open-ended command like that again. I woke up with no clue where I was and completely disoriented. Everything was as if it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109195621829251309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109195621829251309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109195621829251309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109195621829251309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/08/dragon-bones-reflection-upon.html' title='Dragon Bones: &lt;em&gt;A reflection upon Inhumanity,&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014998.post-109173289756854036</id><published>2004-08-05T16:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T20:35:00.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye of the Dragon: Modular Consciousness</title><summary type='text'>I have a modular consciousness. This means that it can be taken apart and put back together. I call it somewhat unimaginatively, The Reconstitution Factor. This means that my information can be broken up into elemental units, recombined, reconfigured, and transferred. It is not as if I can transfer my consciousness down a digital telephone line, I already have downloaded my consciousness down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/feeds/109173289756854036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014998&amp;postID=109173289756854036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109173289756854036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014998/posts/default/109173289756854036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonking.blogspot.com/2004/08/eye-of-dragon-modular-consciousness.html' title='Eye of the Dragon: &lt;em&gt;Modular Consciousness&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Oldman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02074489917188877504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
