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		<title>The Silver Lining?</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2010 00:58:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lucas</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Let’s be honest; every great line in every gripping play, thrilling script, or repeat-button worthy song only add up to a collective of ideal situations. They are what they are — just lines. In reality, absence makes the heart wilt, &#8230; <a href="http://postblink.com/2010/04/20/the-silver-lining/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Let’s be honest; every great line in every gripping play, thrilling  script, or repeat-button worthy song only add up to a collective of  ideal situations. They are what they are — just lines. In reality,  absence makes the heart wilt, the body numb, and the mind fog. These  horrible afflictions are our best defenses. They harden. They  tranquilize. They cloak. The silver lining lies in what we make of  ourselves in overcoming our own defenses. In allowing ourselves to be  vulnerable. In accepting the present and forgetting both past and  future. In rewriting history’s greatest lines with ourselves as the  major players. The lead roles. The inspiring characters.</p>
<p>Lines  are just lines until someone draws the curtain, calls out “Action!”, or lays down the recording arm. If the lines are not lived then they die as  empty words scribbled in a notebook.</p>
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