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  <title>Tyler Moo</title>
  <subtitle>Tyler Moo</subtitle>
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    <name>Tyler Moo</name>
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  <updated>2005-02-15T04:11:38Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:killthejews:1217</id>
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    <title>the blood runs cold</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T04:11:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T04:11:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Led</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown,&lt;br /&gt;Of thee, from the hill-top looking down;&lt;br /&gt;And the heifer, that lows in the upland farm,&lt;br /&gt;Far-heard, lows not thine ear to charm;&lt;br /&gt;The sexton tolling the bell at noon,&lt;br /&gt;Dreams not that great Napoleon&lt;br /&gt;Stops his horse, and lists with delight,&lt;br /&gt;Whilst his files sweep round yon Alpine height;&lt;br /&gt;Nor knowest thou what argument&lt;br /&gt;Thy life to thy neighbor's creed has lent:&lt;br /&gt;All are needed by each one,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is fair or good alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the sparrow's note from heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Singing at dawn on the alder bough;&lt;br /&gt;I brought him home in his nest at even;—&lt;br /&gt;He sings the song, but it pleases not now;&lt;br /&gt;For I did not bring home the river and sky;&lt;br /&gt;He sang to my ear; they sang to my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The delicate shells lay on the shore;&lt;br /&gt;The bubbles of the latest wave&lt;br /&gt;Fresh pearls to their enamel gave;&lt;br /&gt;And the bellowing of the savage sea&lt;br /&gt;Greeted their safe escape to me;&lt;br /&gt;I wiped away the weeds and foam,&lt;br /&gt;And fetched my sea-born treasures home;&lt;br /&gt;But the poor, unsightly, noisome things&lt;br /&gt;Had left their beauty on the shore&lt;br /&gt;With the sun, and the sand, and the wild uproar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lover watched his graceful maid&lt;br /&gt;As 'mid the virgin train she strayed,&lt;br /&gt;Nor knew her beauty's best attire&lt;br /&gt;Was woven still by the snow-white quire;&lt;br /&gt;At last she came to his hermitage,&lt;br /&gt;Like the bird from the woodlands to the cage,—&lt;br /&gt;The gay enchantment was undone,&lt;br /&gt;A gentle wife, but fairy none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I said, "I covet Truth;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is unripe childhood's cheat,—&lt;br /&gt;I leave it behind with the games of youth."&lt;br /&gt;As I spoke, beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;The ground-pine curled its pretty wreath,&lt;br /&gt;Running over the club-moss burrs;&lt;br /&gt;I inhaled the violet's breath;&lt;br /&gt;Around me stood the oaks and firs;&lt;br /&gt;Pine cones and acorns lay on the ground;&lt;br /&gt;Above me soared the eternal sky,&lt;br /&gt;Full of light and deity;&lt;br /&gt;Again I saw, again I heard,&lt;br /&gt;The rolling river, the morning bird;—&lt;br /&gt;Beauty through my senses stole,&lt;br /&gt;I yielded myself to the perfect whole.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:killthejews:789</id>
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    <title>light my fucking fire</title>
    <published>2005-02-11T17:33:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-11T17:33:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Led Zeppelin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="PADDING-LEFT: 40px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 50px; COLOR: #525252; PADDING-TOP: 30px"&gt;Spent my days with a woman unkind,&lt;br&gt;Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.&lt;br&gt;Made up my mind to make a new start,&lt;br&gt;Going to california with an aching in my heart.&lt;br&gt;Someone told me there’s a girl out there&lt;br&gt;With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.&lt;br&gt;Took my chances on a big jet plane,&lt;br&gt;Never let them tell you that they’re all the same.&lt;br&gt;The sea was red and the sky was grey,&lt;br&gt;Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.&lt;br&gt;The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake&lt;br&gt;As the children of the sun began to awake.&lt;br&gt;Seems that the wrath of the gods&lt;br&gt;Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;&lt;br&gt;I think I might be sinking.&lt;br&gt;Throw me a line if I reach it in time&lt;br&gt;I’ll meet you up there where the path&lt;br&gt;Runs straight and high.&lt;br&gt;To find a queen without a king;&lt;br&gt;They say she plays guitar and cries and sings.&lt;br&gt;La la la la&lt;br&gt;Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn&lt;br&gt;Tryin’ to find a woman who’s never, never, never been born.&lt;br&gt;Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,&lt;br&gt;Telling myself it’s not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:killthejews:762</id>
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    <title>killthejews @ 2005-02-04T22:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-05T03:41:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-05T03:41:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;yo yo yo&lt;br&gt;I heard that you were home again, but you don't look like your back to me &lt;br&gt;With your focuses changing your gaze is transfixed on a point that I can't often see &lt;br&gt;You've got your new ties, I've got my old knots, you've got your inside lines &lt;br&gt;But your never happy with what you've got &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Careful now, &lt;br&gt;You're so beautiful &lt;br&gt;When you've convinced yourself &lt;br&gt;That no one else is quite as beautiful &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I heard that you were living well, but you don't look like your living to me &lt;br&gt;Though the sparkle is gone, the smile is in place so that everyone watching can see &lt;br&gt;You've got them all convinced, but I know it so well &lt;br&gt;That you could list your friends, but you can't count on them &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hold it now &lt;br&gt;You've got everyone convinced that your alright &lt;br&gt;When no one else is quite as vulnerable &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As soon as you got it you want something else &lt;br&gt;It's not the sale that you love, its the sell &lt;br&gt;It's not the price that's going to cost you &lt;br&gt;It's just the weight that's going to bring you &lt;br&gt;Down, down, down, down &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's going to bring you down, down, down, down, down &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hold it now &lt;br&gt;You've got everyone convinced that your alright &lt;br&gt;When no one else is quite as vulnerable &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Careful now &lt;br&gt;Your so beautiful, when you've convinced yourself &lt;br&gt;When no one else is quite as beautiful &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As soon as you got it you want something else &lt;br&gt;It's not the sale that you love, its the sell &lt;br&gt;It's not the price that's going to cost you &lt;br&gt;It's just the weight that's going to bring you &lt;br&gt;Down, down, down, down &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's going to bring you down, down, down, down, down &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As soon as you got it you want something else &lt;br&gt;It's not the sale that you love, its the sell &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's not the price that's going to cost you &lt;br&gt;It's just the weight that's going to bring you &lt;br&gt;Down&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:killthejews:258</id>
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    <title>killthejews @ 2005-01-20T21:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-21T02:57:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-21T02:57:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">LED ZEPPELIN LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Houses Of The Holy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you to the movies. Can I take you to the show &lt;br /&gt;Let me be yours ever truly. Can I make your garden grow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the houses of the holy, we can watch the white doves go &lt;br /&gt;From the door comes Satan's daughter, and it only goes to show. You know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an angel on my shoulder, In my hand a sword of gold &lt;br /&gt;Let me wander in your garden. And the seeds of love I'll sow. You know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the world is spinning faster. Are you dizzy when you're stoned &lt;br /&gt;Let the music be your master. Will you heed the master's call &lt;br /&gt;Oh... Satan and man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said there ain't no use in crying. Cause it will only, only drive you mad &lt;br /&gt;Does it hurt to hear them lying? Was this the only world you had? Oh-oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me take you, take you to the movie. Can I take you, baby, to the show. &lt;br /&gt;Why don't you let me be yours ever truly. Can I make your garden grow &lt;br /&gt;You know.</content>
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