<?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-8147203940820573147</id><updated>2012-01-24T17:14:14.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Son of Steppenwolf</title><subtitle type='html'>Son of SteppenWolf: Musing of a Narcissistic Punk...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-1897518049185668940</id><published>2008-01-02T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T13:32:00.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriel Garcia Marquez.</title><content type='html'>Thought I'd share this....itz from an email I got about one of my favorite authors....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who love reading G G Marquez. See below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAREWELL LETTER FROM A GENIUS.&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel Garcia Marquez, famous writer from Colombia, and Nobel Peace&lt;br /&gt;prize winner for literature, has retired from public life for reasons of&lt;br /&gt;health.&lt;br /&gt;He has a form of cancer which is terminal.&lt;br /&gt;He has sent a farewell letter to his friends and it has been circulated&lt;br /&gt;around Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A GENIUS SAYS GOOD BYE FOR GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;It is recommended reading because it is moving to see how one of the best&lt;br /&gt;and most brilliant of writers  expresses himself &amp;amp; with sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says:&lt;br /&gt;If God, for a second, forgot what I have become and granted me a little&lt;br /&gt;bit more of life, I would use it to the best of my ability.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't, possibly, say everything that is in my mind, but I would be&lt;br /&gt;more thoughtful of all I say.&lt;br /&gt;I would give merit to things not for what they are worth, but for what&lt;br /&gt;they mean to express.&lt;br /&gt;I would sleep little, I would dream more, because I know that for every&lt;br /&gt;minute that we close our eyes, we waste 60 seconds of light.&lt;br /&gt;I would walk while others stop; I would awake while others sleep.&lt;br /&gt;If God would give me a little bit more of life, I would dress in a simple&lt;br /&gt;manner, I would place myself in front of the sun, leaving not only my&lt;br /&gt;body, but my soul naked at its mercy.&lt;br /&gt;To all men I would say how mistaken they are when they think that they&lt;br /&gt;stop falling in love when they grow old, without knowing that they grow old&lt;br /&gt;when they  stop falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;I would give wings to children, but I would leave it to them to learn how&lt;br /&gt;to fly by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;To old people I would say that death doesn't arrive when they grow old,&lt;br /&gt;but with forgetfulness.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned so much with you all, I have learned that everybody wants&lt;br /&gt;to live on top of the mountain, without knowing that true happiness is&lt;br /&gt;obtained in the journey taken &amp;amp; the form used to reach the top of the&lt;br /&gt;hill.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that when a newborn baby holds, with its little hand, his&lt;br /&gt;father's finger, it has trapped him for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that a man has the right and obligation to look down at&lt;br /&gt;another man, only when that man needs help to get up from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Say always what you feel, not what you think. If I knew that today is the&lt;br /&gt;last time that that I am going to see you asleep, I would hug you with&lt;br /&gt;all my strength and I would pray to the Lord to let me be the  guardian angel&lt;br /&gt;of your soul.&lt;br /&gt;If I knew that these are the last moments to see you, I would say "I love&lt;br /&gt;you".&lt;br /&gt;There is always tomorrow, and life gives us another opportunity to do&lt;br /&gt;things right, but in case I am wrong, and today is all that is left to&lt;br /&gt;me,&lt;br /&gt;I would love to tell you how much I love you &amp;amp; that I will never forget&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is never guaranteed to anyone, young or old. Today could be the&lt;br /&gt;last time to see your loved ones, which is why you mustn't wait; do it&lt;br /&gt;today, in case tomorrow never arrives. I am sure you will be sorry you&lt;br /&gt;wasted the opportunity today to give a smile, a hug, a kiss, and that you&lt;br /&gt;were too busy to grant them their last wish.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your loved ones near you; tell them in their ears and to their faces&lt;br /&gt;how much you need them and love them. Love them and treat them well; take&lt;br /&gt;your time to tell them "I am sorry";" forgive me"," please" "thank you",&lt;br /&gt;and all those loving words you  know.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody will know you for your secret thought. Ask the Lord for wisdom and&lt;br /&gt;strength to express them.&lt;br /&gt;Show your friends and loved ones how important they are to you.&lt;br /&gt;Send this letter to those you love. If you don't do it today...tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;will be like yesterday, and if you never do it, it doesn't matter,&lt;br /&gt;either, the moment to do it is now.&lt;br /&gt; For you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much love,&lt;br /&gt;Your Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel Garcia Marquez.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You My Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being led by the Spirit of God.&lt;br /&gt;1. Free your heart from hatred.&lt;br /&gt;2. Free your mind from worries.&lt;br /&gt;3. Live simply.&lt;br /&gt;4. Give more.&lt;br /&gt;5. Expect less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-1897518049185668940?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/1897518049185668940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=1897518049185668940' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/1897518049185668940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/1897518049185668940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2008/01/gabriel-garcia-marquez.html' title='Gabriel Garcia Marquez.'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-8509799885195455344</id><published>2007-12-31T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:40:37.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0pbfuNrnUs/R3nuZTiZiAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/q1VFrlVw0ek/s1600-h/548B993EED1C9DB1AC57132E1711B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0pbfuNrnUs/R3nuZTiZiAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/q1VFrlVw0ek/s320/548B993EED1C9DB1AC57132E1711B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150409767383566338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey folks...happy new year and all the best ! Wanted to share some of my new year resolutions with you guys so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Update the blog more....lol&lt;br /&gt;2. Stop procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;3. Be humble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2008 promises to be the year of plenty and so I charge forward and do away with the burdens of the past. I've been through a lot over the past year and now I need to take care of 'me'.  Time for me to forget, but not forgive and forge forward towards my true destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koller out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-8509799885195455344?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/8509799885195455344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=8509799885195455344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/8509799885195455344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/8509799885195455344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0pbfuNrnUs/R3nuZTiZiAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/q1VFrlVw0ek/s72-c/548B993EED1C9DB1AC57132E1711B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-173876643357910658</id><published>2007-11-22T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:26:00.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Square One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Is there anybody out there who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is lost and hurt and lonely too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are they bleeding all your colours into one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and if you come undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As if you've been run through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some catapult it fired you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You wonder if your chance will ever come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or if you're stuck in square one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                -"Square One" - ColdPlay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some lyrics for you to chew on this fine Thanksgiving night. I've been detox'ing on some ColdPlay recently and I despite hearing this song a lot, tonight these words stood out to me and i thought I'd share it with you guys. Ponder on it a bit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-173876643357910658?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/173876643357910658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=173876643357910658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/173876643357910658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/173876643357910658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-there-anybody-out-there-who-is-lost.html' title='Square One'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-8948430147194133903</id><published>2007-11-14T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T12:44:17.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning</title><content type='html'>Hey folks...I'm back and it has been a while.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say that i'm glad to be back and&lt;br /&gt; lets give a toast to new beginnings&lt;br /&gt;and out with old acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;Letz Go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-8948430147194133903?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/8948430147194133903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=8948430147194133903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/8948430147194133903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/8948430147194133903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-beginning.html' title='New Beginning'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-4933511328653366614</id><published>2007-08-15T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T12:06:35.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience...</title><content type='html'>Hi folks....sorry about the delay. But i had a lot to do coming up to the ending of the summer. Have some technical and personal difficulties so bear wid me....and have no fear...i'll be back.&lt;br/&gt;Bless&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-4933511328653366614?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/4933511328653366614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=4933511328653366614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/4933511328653366614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/4933511328653366614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/08/patience.html' title='Patience...'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-3226827021063107054</id><published>2007-07-15T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T19:44:24.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections...</title><content type='html'>Hi guyz...itz been a while. I apoligize for the absence but I'm back and around to post a bit more regularly now. We all know itz Sunday...and thatz a day of reflection. Reflection...not just on the week that went, but on all the majors  relationships that have  affected and indirectly determined my path in life. I'm thankful for them all...both the good and the bad. From every failed relationship, I take something, be it positive or negative and chalk it down as a lesson learnt: sometimes this helps to ease the pain, sometimes it doesn't...&lt;br/&gt;sometimes I can move on, sometimes I don't...&lt;br/&gt;Most importantly though...I hope that someday I won't have to learn anymore...cuz a lot of times, this kinda learning hurts..&lt;br/&gt;Have a good week folks and God speed.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-3226827021063107054?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/3226827021063107054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=3226827021063107054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/3226827021063107054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/3226827021063107054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/07/reflections_15.html' title='Reflections...'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-5260839761556848732</id><published>2007-07-01T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:23:01.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections...</title><content type='html'>We reach the end of another week and I start by thanking God for making it through.&lt;br /&gt;It had its ups and downs but most important, just being able to go ahead into a new week is what matters most. &lt;br /&gt;Every Sunday night we reflect on the moments and thoughts from the week past. We discussed expectations and its many burdens, and we also spoke about the importance of communication. I have no idea what topics this week brings but John Mayer's performing in town this week (Wednesday) so i'll probably have something to reflect on.&lt;br /&gt;Folks...stay strong and god speed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-5260839761556848732?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/5260839761556848732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=5260839761556848732' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/5260839761556848732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/5260839761556848732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/07/reflections.html' title='Reflections...'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-2729830604605318449</id><published>2007-06-28T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T08:11:14.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that a two way radio...?</title><content type='html'>A relationship is like a walkie-talkie...it goes both ways and more important, it doesn't work properly and isn't that much fun if there's only one person 'actively' participating. I've always valued the importance of communication. I believe that it is the key to any successful relationship. Without it, thatz when confusion reigns and solvable issues become unsolvable. We sometimes underestimate how huge of a factor something as simple as that is...but do your own analysis and you'll see. Without it, all is lost. So...anyone going to Toys R' Us...I could do with a ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-2729830604605318449?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2729830604605318449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=2729830604605318449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/2729830604605318449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/2729830604605318449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/06/can-i-have-walkie-talkie-too-please.html' title='Is that a two way radio...?'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-1279254756640766822</id><published>2007-06-27T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T14:10:17.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations</title><content type='html'>Sorry about yesterday people...technical difficulties, so thanks for bearing with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight of expectations can be pretty darn heavy sometimes, be it your expectations of&lt;br /&gt;someone else or what someone expects from you. Its tricky in that sometimes we expect so much for ourselves but are reluctant to put out that same amount in return. Are we wrong to do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we want what is best for ourselves. I can't really answer that question nah...cuz there have been times where I thought I put out so much yet the negatives constantly overshadowed the positive. At the same time, what I now expect from others is blurred because for some reason (unbeknownst to me), it varies in understanding. While the little things may be important to some, others can't see that small and unconsciously (and consciously as well) trivialize it. Its left to you to bear the brunt of the effects of these deflated expectations. Cause in the end, it all comes back to you...I mean, really...what did you expect?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-1279254756640766822?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/1279254756640766822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=1279254756640766822' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/1279254756640766822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/1279254756640766822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/06/expectations.html' title='Expectations'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-7329386480497098840</id><published>2007-06-25T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T06:50:41.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude to expectations...</title><content type='html'>I know I'm suppose to be focusing on expectations pretty soon...itz just that I can't really organize my thoughts on that topic for the past couple days and only when I do so, will I really say what needs to be said. Besides...Monday is quiet day so chill out , gather your thoughts and come out vocally and thoughtfully strong tomorrow plz God.&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you some thoughts to think about (lol...loving the sentence construction...lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we expect of life?&lt;br /&gt;What do we expect from other people?&lt;br /&gt;Is what we get, what we really expected?&lt;br /&gt;Or is what we expected, what we really get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-7329386480497098840?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7329386480497098840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=7329386480497098840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/7329386480497098840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/7329386480497098840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/06/prelude-to-expectations.html' title='Prelude to expectations...'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-6869888041756819048</id><published>2007-06-24T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:18:42.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections....</title><content type='html'>I wanted to talk about the weight of expectations today but seeing that Sunday is all but over, I just wanna reflect for the week: Appreciate the good things that have graced me, learn from the negatives that have plagued me and see how I can &lt;br /&gt;utilize these experiences for the next week...Right now I feel like the Keane song, "Nothing in my way":&lt;br/&gt;"Its just another day, nothing in my way&lt;br/&gt;I don't wanna go, I don't wanna stay&lt;br/&gt;So there's nothing left to say..."&lt;br/&gt;These past couple of days have been really strange, but interesting. I've felt  close to this probably twice in my life and its not a pleasant feeling. I really hope that this time it turns out differently. &lt;br/&gt; This may seem like rambling but you know what...read the very first post. This is what this blog is about...rambling but making perfect sense, cause if u look closely, you'll know exactly what I'm talking about. With that said, reflection time is over. Bless...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-6869888041756819048?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6869888041756819048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=6869888041756819048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/6869888041756819048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/6869888041756819048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/06/reflections.html' title='Reflections....'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-6092762698089468483</id><published>2007-06-23T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T08:50:03.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tides of change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0pbfuNrnUs/Rn2tlQG65xI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tXdhHkE82b4/s1600-h/attr-tides-entr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0pbfuNrnUs/Rn2tlQG65xI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tXdhHkE82b4/s320/attr-tides-entr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079406810234545938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyone out there knows what exactly the tides of change are? Or what happens when it consumes an individual? Change is inevitable and is arguably the only constant thing in existence. It's funny that we always think that we can monitor or regulate change...be it within ourselves or our lives. That however, is virtually impossible...ok. Take it from me. The couple times I have changed, there is always some underlying incident or person; benign or beneficial. &lt;br/&gt;Its only fair to tell you that right now, I feel as if I've been washed, albeit throughly,  in the tides of change. Things just aren't the way they used to be and some people and things just aren't as they seem or used to be. Its like I see everything in a new light. There are:&lt;br/&gt;People I never appreciated...that I appreciate so much more&lt;br/&gt;People I appreciated...that I just don't care about anymore&lt;br/&gt;Friends I thought I had, whose friendship doesn't really matter to me anymore&lt;br/&gt; Friends I never had, whose friendship now actually matter to me&lt;br/&gt; Love I never thought I'd feel&lt;br/&gt;Angst I never thought I'd have&lt;br/&gt;People who I can't live without&lt;br/&gt;People who I'm better off without&lt;br/&gt;I guess it all boils down to what I wanna be and trying to forge my own path in a society that tries to stifle you in the notion of predestiny. That's why growing up is so hard...but its something we all have to do.  So when your turn reaches, which it eventually will, take it in stride and know that you were not the only one...and won't be the last. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-6092762698089468483?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/6092762698089468483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=6092762698089468483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/6092762698089468483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/6092762698089468483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/06/tides-of-change.html' title='Tides of change'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0pbfuNrnUs/Rn2tlQG65xI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tXdhHkE82b4/s72-c/attr-tides-entr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-7902726415297082175</id><published>2007-06-22T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:49:01.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you feel better...or will you feel anything at all ?</title><content type='html'>Well...i came to a realization today that sometimes Regina Spektor makes some sense. Not that she doesn't...itz just that, although i'm a big fan of the single Fidelity, I thought she was a bit nuts. i decided to give her a chance today and found "Better", "Samson" and "On the Radio" to be pretty good and deep songs...&lt;br/&gt;especially :&lt;br/&gt;"On the Radio...Uh oh"&lt;br/&gt; "On the Radio...Uh oh" (listen to the song to undersatnd...)&lt;br/&gt;Lol...makes me wonder about the songs we write off without actually taking the time to listen to them. Or the people we turn our backs on without giving them a chance. Are we that cynical as a society now, that we live trapped in self absorption. Sometimes I can be like that...itz strange cause you think you have the answers and think you live for other people yet you can't see that you only live for yourself. When you finally see the truth, sometimes you want to just run and crawl rite back into that narcissitic husk and shut out the voices of truth and reason; when the better thing to do is to confront what you are and use it as a catalyst for evolution and change. Question is that which ever route you take..will you feel better...or will you feel anything at all ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-7902726415297082175?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/7902726415297082175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=7902726415297082175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/7902726415297082175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/7902726415297082175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/06/will-you-feel-better-better-better-will.html' title='Will you feel better...or will you feel anything at all ?'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147203940820573147.post-2311616955303749408</id><published>2007-06-21T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T16:13:56.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it began...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;    Its a start...the beginning of what is expected to be the rambling of a disillusioned yet driven punk...following in the footsteps of his legendary predecessor Steppenwolf. I guess we could begin...&lt;br/&gt;Hello, my name is Jan Koller....and I'm a narcissist...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8147203940820573147-2311616955303749408?l=sonofthewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/2311616955303749408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8147203940820573147&amp;postID=2311616955303749408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/2311616955303749408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8147203940820573147/posts/default/2311616955303749408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonofthewolf.blogspot.com/2007/06/first.html' title='And so it began...'/><author><name>Jan Koller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00524775944926485303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.soccer-desktop.com/store/p1-wp-pl-Baggio-v2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
