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  <title>Пу-Ці Дзя</title>
  <subtitle>дзённік чыноўніка Пу-Ці Дзя з невядомай правінцыі Кітая</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-10-24T08:31:19Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:38015</id>
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    <title>eskrimador @ 2009-10-24T11:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-24T08:31:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-24T08:31:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"скажи мне, где спит твоё сердце?"</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:37863</id>
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    <title>гусі rule</title>
    <published>2009-10-07T18:32:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-07T18:37:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dolorian_-_10_-_Raja Naga - Rising</lj:music>
    <content type="html">асацыятыўнае фота. а якія бы вы прапанавалі загалоўкі для гэтай фоткі?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s44.radikal.ru/i105/0910/79/93f7e178b741.jpg" ilo-full-src="http://s44.radikal.ru/i105/0910/79/93f7e178b741.jpg" alt="[Image]" ilo-ph-fix="tofix" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:37530</id>
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    <title>no teeth - no cry</title>
    <published>2009-10-02T09:36:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-02T09:36:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Johnny Cash - Hurt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hurt myself today,&lt;br /&gt;to see if I still feel.&lt;br /&gt;I focus on the pain,&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's real.&lt;br /&gt;The needle tears a hole...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:37199</id>
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    <title>l'dbfwsb</title>
    <published>2009-09-27T16:46:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-27T16:46:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Miss Kittin &amp; The Hacher - Frank Sinatra</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Час ад часу мне хочацца быць хракам. Валяцца ў гразі, круціцца з боку на бок і весела рохкаць. І каб пад бокам была свінка з такімі ж жаданнямі.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:36898</id>
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    <title>eskrimador @ 2009-09-26T20:59:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-26T18:05:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-26T18:05:50Z</updated>
    <category term="вершаплёцтва"/>
    <lj:music>Miles Davis - Bitches Brew</lj:music>
    <content type="html">збіраць кавалкі разбітых талерак,&lt;br /&gt;шкло пабітых кілішак&lt;br /&gt;ірваных у шчэнт салодкіх словаў лішак&lt;br /&gt;з скрэмзаных, спісаных паперак&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;бытавуха&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;валасы па хаце, &lt;br /&gt;а ты – у шэрым халаце&lt;br /&gt;цяпер на стол ты ставіш суп &lt;br /&gt;з гэты грубым «наце», &lt;br /&gt;«А што я табе - &lt;br /&gt;Вазьміце-прынясіце-падайце?»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;бытавуха&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;чорная, сухая скруха - &lt;br /&gt;а ты не маладзіца,&lt;br /&gt;ты ўжо старуха,&lt;br /&gt;і паўз рукі патырканыя сінія вены,&lt;br /&gt;і са скуры не змыеш мяты бруд шэры.&lt;br /&gt;А ад майго крыку у цябе закладзены вушы!&lt;br /&gt;Вось так зліліся ў цэлае нашыя рваныя душы...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:36710</id>
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    <title>eskrimador @ 2009-09-23T19:16:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-23T16:23:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-23T16:23:09Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>\Max Richter\2008 - Valse Avec Bashir OST\09 - Max Richter - Any Minute Now - Thinking Back</lj:music>
    <content type="html">І на падлогу з кветак соль расой&lt;br /&gt;пасыпіць долі пах смалой&lt;br /&gt;а вецер  полымя ракой&lt;br /&gt;нясе пажар &lt;br /&gt;рукой&lt;br /&gt;я абціраю твар&lt;br /&gt;каб водар, што завабіў увесь прастор&lt;br /&gt;пападаў дажджавою з хмар і гор вадой,&lt;br /&gt;а спод праб'е травы хада&lt;br /&gt;і ружы ўзойдуць спакваля&lt;br /&gt;на кветках зноў ляжыць раса&lt;br /&gt;зямлю адолела краса</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:36591</id>
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    <title>раждзённый ползаць лятаць ня можаць</title>
    <published>2009-09-11T09:52:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-11T09:52:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music> Billy's Band - Так я падал</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Цяпер я ведаю, чаму БЕЛКА не ўзляцела - у адпаведнасці з заканадаўствам касмічныя аб'екты з'яўляюцца нерухомымі рэчамі. Я яшчэ здзіўляюся, чаму нашыя караблі плаваюць, а самалёты лятаюць...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:36226</id>
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    <title>paths-пуці</title>
    <published>2009-09-05T18:48:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-05T18:51:07Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Mantram</lj:music>
    <content type="html">прысвячаю тым, хто сыходзіць ад мяне ці аддаляецца, што, па сутнасці, з'яўляецца натуральным працэсам, аднак і адзнакай узаемнай няздольнасці слухаць, чуць, разумець,&amp;nbsp;цярпець&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Мая рука&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;і з крыватокам дзве нагі.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;калі напэўна знойдзем рэчы,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;то застанемся мы адны.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;маўклівыя хвіліны пасцякалі,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;ў бездань сцерушыліся агні.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;а я ўсё крочу ў даляў далі,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;куды бы разам мы ісці маглі...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:35932</id>
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    <title>рост</title>
    <published>2009-08-05T06:27:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-05T06:27:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>UNKLE\1998 Psyence Fiction\unkle - 03 - bloodstain.mp3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">учора мяне чарговы раз працелі наждачкай з мэты яшчэ больш адпаліраваць і ўтыркнулі носам у ўласную гразь, якая мной была прынятая за чысціню&lt;br /&gt;за што вялікі ДЗЯКУЙ&lt;br /&gt;люблі калі мяне канструктыўна крытыкуюць&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;адна з маіх самых любімых песенек &lt;a href="http://www.muzoff.ru/pages/759/75948.shtml"&gt;UNKLE - Bloodstain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say if you took it all away&lt;br /&gt;This love would fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I say, no way&lt;br /&gt;You dont know the size of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicious, suspicious&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter what I say&lt;br /&gt;Users and losers&lt;br /&gt;Theres nothing here to make me stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloodstain on a blue vein&lt;br /&gt;Take it with no shame&lt;br /&gt;Love tracks on a loose train&lt;br /&gt;Bloodstain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No gain with no pain&lt;br /&gt;My scars are deeper than you think&lt;br /&gt;Tie me, try me&lt;br /&gt;One more time before I sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big lies, big times&lt;br /&gt;This love is not what were about&lt;br /&gt;Its too late, and Im too straight&lt;br /&gt;Its time to blow this fire out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloodstain on a blue vein&lt;br /&gt;Take it with no shame&lt;br /&gt;Love tracks on a loose train&lt;br /&gt;Bloodstain on a blue vein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me softly&lt;br /&gt;Im going crazy for your touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloodstain on a blue vein&lt;br /&gt;(blue....blood, blue....blood, blue...blood)&lt;br /&gt;Take it with no shame&lt;br /&gt;(no...take, no...take, no...take)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be be k roche sample :&lt;br /&gt;Im alone&lt;br /&gt;And dissatisfied&lt;br /&gt;And someone else is alone&lt;br /&gt;And dissatisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blade runner sample :&lt;br /&gt;You are alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:35695</id>
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    <title>вырадковая навіна</title>
    <published>2009-08-03T19:53:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-03T19:53:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Depeche Mode\1987 Music for the Masses\01 Depeche Mode - Never Let Me Down Again.mp3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;колькі ж разоў я чытаў гэтае фэнтазі )))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Уиллем Дэфо станет зеленым марсианином&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://kino.br.by/man1840.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Уиллем Дэфо&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt; сыграет зеленого марсианского воина Тарса Таркаса в новой картине студии Уолта Диснея &amp;laquo;Джон Картер с Марса&amp;raquo; (John Carter of Mars) по роману Эдгара Райса Берроуза.&lt;br /&gt; Марсианская серия книг создателя Тарзана, начавшаяся с &amp;laquo;Принцессы с Марса&amp;raquo; в 1912 году, рассказывает о приключениях ветерана Гражданской войны Джона Картера, фантастическим образом оказавшегося на Красной планете. Там Картер обретает невероятную силу, знакомится с четырехруким воином Тарсом Таркасом и спасает принцессу Дею Торис.&lt;br /&gt; Роли Джона Картера и марсианской принцессы достались партнерам по недавней &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kino.br.by/film15270.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&amp;laquo;Росомахе&amp;raquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt; &amp;mdash; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kino.br.by/man42024.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Тейлору Китчу&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt; и &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kino.br.by/man20656.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Линн Коллинз&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;. Режиссером и сценаристом нового фильма выступает создатель &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kino.br.by/film7042.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&amp;laquo;Валли&amp;raquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kino.br.by/man336.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;Эндрю Стэнтон&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>выжыванне</title>
    <published>2009-08-03T08:26:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-03T08:26:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sigur Rós\1999 Agaetis Byrjun\05 - Ny batteri.flac</lj:music>
    <content type="html"> &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;"&gt;Ёсць такія станы поўнага ўнутранага разладу. На эмацыйным узроўні. І калі ты поўны сіл і актыўнасці, ты разважаеш над імі, знаходзіш прычыны і выдаляеш іх. Але бывае так, што мыслення бракуе. Стомлены, не той дзень ці яшчэ што. І вось надыходзіць разлад на эмацыйным і ментальным узроўні. Табе паршыва, але ў цябе яшчэ засталася памяць, ты ўзгадваеш, што так было не заўсёды, і што тое, што прыйшо, &amp;ndash; сыйдзе. Аднак што рабіць цяпер? На што абаперціся?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;"&gt;Тады я прымушаю сябе не звяртаць увагі ні на якія думкі, а сканцэнтравацца на паветры, што ўваходзіць у нос і выходзіць з яго &amp;ndash; я сачу за дыханнем і лічу &amp;ndash; 1, 2, 3.... Даходжу да сотні і пачынаю зноў, забараняю сабе пераключацца на што іншае, бо ведаю, што адна думка пацягне за сабой іншую &amp;ndash; і чарната вернецца.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;"&gt;Надыходзяць спакой і радасць.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:35281</id>
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    <title>музычка</title>
    <published>2009-08-01T19:41:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-01T19:41:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Exploited - Sea Of Blood</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Днямі невылазна круціцца гэтая песенька&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beemp3.com/download.php?file=5238394&amp;amp;song=Sea+of+Blood"&gt;The Exploited - Sea Of Blood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you been doing for so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your all talk you dont know what to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ones got a solution now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madness in a world today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washed away in the sea of blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murder is the name of the game now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can kill with just one shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psycho is my occupation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murder is my only thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washed away in the sea of blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our life is one now of darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day life flash away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one gets any justice now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victims in a sea of blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washed away in the sea of blood</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:35041</id>
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    <title>я-яны</title>
    <published>2009-07-31T19:49:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-31T19:49:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music> Depeche Mode - Never Let Me Down Again</lj:music>
    <content type="html">павага да іншых не дае мне прызнацца сабе, што многія з іх такія ідыёты</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:34702</id>
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    <title>з цыклу перадач гэты дзіўны свет прыматаў</title>
    <published>2009-07-28T19:53:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-28T19:53:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Exploited\1996 Beat The Bastards\02 Affected By Them.mp3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Часам я хачу таго, чаго мне не могуць даць.&lt;br /&gt;Часам мне не могуць даць чаго я хачу.</content>
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    <title>))))))</title>
    <published>2009-07-28T19:36:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-01T19:49:33Z</updated>
    <category term="вершаплёцтва"/>
    <lj:music>The Exploited\1990 The massacre\10 - blown out of the sky.mp3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">А як любові палатно&lt;br /&gt;Ірвецца пад цяжкім паглядам!&lt;br /&gt;Я не сцярплю і ўсё дзярмо &lt;br /&gt;Дастану і залею гада!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:34093</id>
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    <title>прыстанак</title>
    <published>2009-07-24T11:46:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-24T11:46:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tom Waits\1980-Heartattack.And.Vine\09-Ruby's.Arms</lj:music>
    <content type="html">засталося толькі зрабіць цяжкае звыклым,&amp;nbsp;а звыклае лёгкім... (вольная інтэрпрэтацыя Станіслаўскага)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:33893</id>
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    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://eskrimador.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=33893"/>
    <title>БЦ</title>
    <published>2009-07-23T19:35:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-23T19:35:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">я тут усвядоміў свой ідэальны, відаць, вобраз мужнасці - юродзівы</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:33592</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://eskrimador.livejournal.com/33592.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://eskrimador.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=33592"/>
    <title>калі глядзіш у бездань, не забывай, што гэтая бездань глядзіць і на цябе</title>
    <published>2009-07-22T07:33:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-22T07:33:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Knife\2006 Silent Shout\one hit</lj:music>
    <content type="html"> &lt;p lang="be-BY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Усё прыходзіць і сыходзіць. Мысленне прысутнічае на ўзроўні памяці, таму і веданне &amp;ndash; гэта працэс думання - прыходзіць і сыходзіць. І вось, жывеш перад безданню непазнанага, няведання, унутранай пустаты. А за арыенцір бярэш аксіому радасці.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:33383</id>
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    <title>практычны будзізьм</title>
    <published>2009-07-17T21:46:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-17T21:46:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beastie Boys - Bodhisattva Vow</lj:music>
    <content type="html">прайшоў тыдзень як я ў&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;секце&amp;quot;. )))</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:33218</id>
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    <title>харчы</title>
    <published>2009-07-10T11:32:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-10T11:32:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kasabian - 2009 - West Ryder Pauper Lunatic Asylum\vlad the impaler</lj:music>
    <content type="html">я ... патрыёт параваркі!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:32904</id>
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    <title>Buddhist flag</title>
    <published>2009-07-06T12:18:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-06T12:18:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>\Kasabian - 2009 - West Ryder Pauper Lunatic Asylum\01-kasabian-underdog.mp3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://s49.radikal.ru/i123/0907/0b/885698ad4e1e.jpg" ilo-full-src="http://s49.radikal.ru/i123/0907/0b/885698ad4e1e.jpg" alt="[Image]" ilo-ph-fix="tofix" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:32553</id>
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    <title>eskrimador @ 2009-07-04T14:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-04T11:27:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-04T11:27:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Неяк незаўважна надарылася гэтая знакавая падзея &amp;ndash; DeVIAtion выпусцілі свой чарговы альбом -&lt;a href="http://www.375crew.org/mp3/deviation/chargovy_dzen_pad_akupacijaj/"&gt; &amp;laquo;Чарговы год пад акупацыяй&amp;raquo;&lt;/a&gt;. Праз 8 год маўчання. Шкада толькі, што песні яшчэ больш згубілі музычнай вартасці і ператварыліся ў палітычныя пракламацыі.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:32374</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://eskrimador.livejournal.com/32374.html"/>
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    <title>усё кавяраць</title>
    <published>2009-07-02T17:52:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-02T17:52:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gloria jones - tainted love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">мой варыянт Лінчаўскага тэксціка "In Heaven Everything Is Fine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;у пекле - усё выдатна&lt;br /&gt;у пекле – усё стандартна&lt;br /&gt;у пекле – усе свае&lt;br /&gt;ў цябе твае грахі, у мяне - мае&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;а цяпер іншае і арыгінал, песенька, прапетая Глорыяй Джоўнс "Сапсаванае Каханне" ў 1964 годзе. Занадта ўжо ж заборысты тэксцік&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel I've got to&lt;br /&gt;Run away I've got to&lt;br /&gt;Get away&lt;br /&gt;From the pain that you drive into the heart of me&lt;br /&gt;The love we share&lt;br /&gt;Seems to go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;And I've lost my light&lt;br /&gt;For I toss and turn I can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I ran to you (I ran)&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll run from you&lt;br /&gt;This tainted love you've given&lt;br /&gt;I give you all a boy could give you&lt;br /&gt;Take my tears and that's not nearly all&lt;br /&gt;Oh...tainted love&lt;br /&gt;Tainted love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know I've got to&lt;br /&gt;Run away I've got to&lt;br /&gt;Get away&lt;br /&gt;You don't really want any more from me&lt;br /&gt;To make things right&lt;br /&gt;You need someone to hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;And you think love is to pray&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sorry I don't pray that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I ran to you (I ran)&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll run from you&lt;br /&gt;This tainted love you've given&lt;br /&gt;I give you all a boy could give you&lt;br /&gt;Take my tears and that's not nearly all&lt;br /&gt;Oh...tainted love&lt;br /&gt;Tainted love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't touch me please&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stand the way you tease&lt;br /&gt;I love you though you hurt me so&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to pack my things and go&lt;br /&gt;Tainted love, tainted love (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Touch me baby, tainted love (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Tainted love (x3)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:32080</id>
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    <title>начныя бздзенія</title>
    <published>2009-06-29T09:57:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-29T09:57:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Doors\1967 1 The Doors\06-Light My Fire.mp3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">фота зроблена прыкладна ў 3 ночы з суботы на нядзелю. Фота - Юрок.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://caedes.at.tut.by/jew.JPG"&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eskrimador:31849</id>
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    <title>рэлігіі</title>
    <published>2009-06-27T13:58:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-27T13:58:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ten Kens\2006 ten kens\02 downcome home.mp3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">я не спыняюся здзіўляцца жыццю - &lt;a href="http://ru.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D0%A1%D0%B8%D0%BA%D1%85%D0%B8%D0%B7%D0%BC"&gt;Сикхизм&amp;nbsp;&amp;mdash; самостоятельная религия, возникшая в среде индуизма и ислама, но не похожая на другие религии и не признающая преемственности.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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