<?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-4423843641657563312</id><updated>2011-09-14T08:05:53.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossible Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kat.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05206162308425117966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/TKLoSAeT_rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4xxSBS4W8bI/S220/601510227_8c4b9952ef_b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423843641657563312.post-4202782837060537106</id><published>2011-09-13T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T18:33:41.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARIN2610 - Physical forms of texts vs. electronic versions</title><content type='html'>Ebooks and electronic versions of text will probably become the dominant form of text. This is because access to an online article/book is easier than having to go to a bookstore and search for it/order it to the bookstore and return to pick it up. Online access is easier, it can be done from home/uni/anywhere an internet connection is present; it is also cheaper because the author does not have to pay a publisher to print and distribute the book. Sometimes books can be hard to find, they get damaged easily, and prices vary significantly between bookshops and online ordering of those books. Comparatively, online texts will have to be competitive because it is easier for the customer to search for the 'best choice' online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, psychical texts will still remain popular, just as vinyl records do. Some people prefer the reading experience a physical text can provide, older generations will find the switch hard (as they often find new technologies challenging) and books may become a collector’ s item. People also like to display books as coffee table books or even in bookshelves, an ebook/online text doesn’t have the same aesthetically pleasing look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Access and technology must also be taken into consideration. Some people don’t have access to the internet – whether they don’t have it in the home, can’t afford it or don’t like to use it. Perhaps they are in a country where internet resources are limited. This then limits the reader’s access to online texts and books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, it seems that online texts whether they are read on a computer screen or on an ereader seems to be the way that ‘reading’ is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://p.printingchoice.com/e-books-vs-real-books/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423843641657563312-4202782837060537106?l=dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/feeds/4202782837060537106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2011/09/arin2610-physical-forms-of-texts-vs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/4202782837060537106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/4202782837060537106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2011/09/arin2610-physical-forms-of-texts-vs.html' title='ARIN2610 - Physical forms of texts vs. electronic versions'/><author><name>kat.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05206162308425117966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/TKLoSAeT_rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4xxSBS4W8bI/S220/601510227_8c4b9952ef_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423843641657563312.post-2476105352234633649</id><published>2011-09-13T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T17:48:36.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARIN2610 - The status of an author on Twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;On Twitter, the status of the author is contributed to by numerous elements. These include the username which provides ownership of the 'tweets' (text). There is also the 'About Me' that Twitter users can enable on their homepages, for browsers and followers to read and understand who the author is. Other Twitter users follow a 'persona' that the author has created, i.e. their favourite celebrity or a fictitious character from a book/movie. However, fictitious characters enacted by someone creates a problem. Who claims ownership of the ideas? The fictitious character or the anonymous author pretending to be that fictitous character? It allows the 'author' to pretend to be another person, this further creates the problem of a 'fake identity' which a user can use to post mean (or suggestive/bullying etc) tweets and not really have to take responsibility for their actions because they have done so behind a 'mask'. Twitter has become an online medium for authors (an online author, an author of a book, a celebrity, a 'famous' blogger, friends and even a common person etc) to connect with their readers/fans/friends/relatives/students (etc), freely, with easy access and on a personal level. This is similar to Chesher's idea of "interpersonal communication...a public alternative to email" (pg7). Although it is hard to pinpoint someone's identity (Twitter is often the subject of fake celebrity accounts/anonymous users/pseudonyms/fake characters) the content/tweets are still being authored and re-tweeted - the status of the author on twitter is similar to a blogger's authorship, and somewhere down the line similar to someone who authors a book. However, on Twitter, the author has taken on an 'identity' - real/anonymous/fictitious/celeb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423843641657563312-2476105352234633649?l=dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/feeds/2476105352234633649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2011/09/arin2610-status-of-author-on-twitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/2476105352234633649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/2476105352234633649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2011/09/arin2610-status-of-author-on-twitter.html' title='ARIN2610 - The status of an author on Twitter'/><author><name>kat.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05206162308425117966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/TKLoSAeT_rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4xxSBS4W8bI/S220/601510227_8c4b9952ef_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423843641657563312.post-6770666166642927317</id><published>2009-11-09T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T17:43:25.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweets.</title><content type='html'>"my dreams, your dreams, dreams you wish you knew, and dreams you wished were your own.&lt;br /&gt;each dream is captured by a snapshot."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423843641657563312-6770666166642927317?l=dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/feeds/6770666166642927317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/6770666166642927317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/6770666166642927317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweets.html' title='Sweets.'/><author><name>kat.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05206162308425117966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/TKLoSAeT_rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4xxSBS4W8bI/S220/601510227_8c4b9952ef_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423843641657563312.post-7461922386109125228</id><published>2009-10-27T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:59:25.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuelZOUn_PI/AAAAAAAAACk/scFklENqpg4/s1600-h/CIMG3132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuelZOUn_PI/AAAAAAAAACk/scFklENqpg4/s320/CIMG3132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397464531186744562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/Suekx8PQp8I/AAAAAAAAACc/UZ4BS6n8HK8/s1600-h/CIMG3100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/Suekx8PQp8I/AAAAAAAAACc/UZ4BS6n8HK8/s320/CIMG3100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397463856317507522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"your body lay dead"&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/4423843641657563312-7461922386109125228?l=dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/feeds/7461922386109125228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-body-lay-dead.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/7461922386109125228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/7461922386109125228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-body-lay-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>kat.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05206162308425117966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/TKLoSAeT_rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4xxSBS4W8bI/S220/601510227_8c4b9952ef_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuelZOUn_PI/AAAAAAAAACk/scFklENqpg4/s72-c/CIMG3132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423843641657563312.post-6809932805062455754</id><published>2009-10-27T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T01:41:58.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="other"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;12:35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=698095157"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i had the most fucked up dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;12:35&lt;/span&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p id="msg_698095157_2423478806" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="other"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;12:36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=698095157"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ok, ready for this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;12:36&lt;/span&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p id="msg_698095157_95107619" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="other"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;12:36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=698095157"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so we were on our way to renees, and you were all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lets get taxis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so matt, ellis alex and some random were in a taxi, and i was holding onto the back of it with these 3 other peolp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and my dad was beside me because he didnt want me travelling on the back of a taxi, and then somehow we flipped the taxi over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and the taxi driver ran after me calling me a fugitive and that it was all my fault and dad and i escaped from him into the oak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i mean the sheaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but then we had to hide from heaps of policemen- so we went to this house on the beach, and this murderer was like i dont have a key, can you be in my house and let me in when i come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so we were like, ok, but we knew he was a murderer, and i knew (dont know how) that he was going to die if we didnt let him back in so we agrees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*agreed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so the murder went out adn killed all these mafia men, then they klled him, then the head of the mafia wanted to get into the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and then the murder killed him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and then got caught in a tree, which slid down teh hill firing bullets at innocent civiliians, then slipped off a cliff and he died and dad and i were safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 class="self"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_self"&gt;12:40&lt;/span&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p id="msg_698095157_3840586483" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="msg_698095157_1708375514" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;did you eat msg last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="other"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;12:42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=698095157"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="other"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="time_stamp ts_other"&gt;12:43&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=698095157"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="p_other pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ive been having a lot of fucked up dreams lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423843641657563312-6809932805062455754?l=dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/feeds/6809932805062455754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/10/nightmare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/6809932805062455754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/6809932805062455754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/10/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare.'/><author><name>kat.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05206162308425117966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/TKLoSAeT_rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4xxSBS4W8bI/S220/601510227_8c4b9952ef_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423843641657563312.post-1484335116085620850</id><published>2009-10-27T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:36:19.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocalypse Now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/Suef9Tsb45I/AAAAAAAAACU/RcQwZbMI7uc/s1600-h/dust+storm+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/Suef9Tsb45I/AAAAAAAAACU/RcQwZbMI7uc/s320/dust+storm+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397458554034316178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/Suefgj3VFMI/AAAAAAAAACM/m09iBpwUgcg/s1600-h/dust+storm+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/Suefgj3VFMI/AAAAAAAAACM/m09iBpwUgcg/s320/dust+storm+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397458060158768322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuefGl4RsSI/AAAAAAAAACE/3tyWFjiBg9o/s1600-h/dust+storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuefGl4RsSI/AAAAAAAAACE/3tyWFjiBg9o/s320/dust+storm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397457614023012642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That's my dream. That's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight... razor... and surviving."&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/4423843641657563312-1484335116085620850?l=dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/feeds/1484335116085620850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/10/apocalypse-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/1484335116085620850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/1484335116085620850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/10/apocalypse-now.html' title='Apocalypse Now.'/><author><name>kat.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05206162308425117966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/TKLoSAeT_rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4xxSBS4W8bI/S220/601510227_8c4b9952ef_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/Suef9Tsb45I/AAAAAAAAACU/RcQwZbMI7uc/s72-c/dust+storm+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423843641657563312.post-1258331924714459025</id><published>2009-10-27T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:29:35.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Archival Dreaming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SueeamkHpuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XjB2Dxs7kAk/s1600-h/Untitled-81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SueeamkHpuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XjB2Dxs7kAk/s320/Untitled-81.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397456858292659938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SueeLrRgrsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/CZdg6MyHhvk/s1600-h/Untitled-64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SueeLrRgrsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/CZdg6MyHhvk/s320/Untitled-64.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397456601858748098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuedJnv289I/AAAAAAAAABs/Uupt1KhSZiI/s1600-h/Untitled-185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuedJnv289I/AAAAAAAAABs/Uupt1KhSZiI/s320/Untitled-185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397455467040928722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;"Japanese Red Army Soldier Dreams of Going Home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423843641657563312-1258331924714459025?l=dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/feeds/1258331924714459025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/10/archival-dreaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/1258331924714459025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/1258331924714459025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/10/archival-dreaming.html' title='Archival Dreaming.'/><author><name>kat.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05206162308425117966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/TKLoSAeT_rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4xxSBS4W8bI/S220/601510227_8c4b9952ef_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SueeamkHpuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XjB2Dxs7kAk/s72-c/Untitled-81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423843641657563312.post-2038024115753129277</id><published>2009-10-27T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:49:30.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamscape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuecnMvRI7I/AAAAAAAAABk/m8KM7aTY4tk/s1600-h/Clouds__by_mooshkitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuecnMvRI7I/AAAAAAAAABk/m8KM7aTY4tk/s320/Clouds__by_mooshkitty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397454875675141042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuecSIufbtI/AAAAAAAAABc/n_0AMUK507o/s1600-h/rainy_amsterdam__by_mooshkitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuecSIufbtI/AAAAAAAAABc/n_0AMUK507o/s320/rainy_amsterdam__by_mooshkitty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397454513820888786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuecHuotZMI/AAAAAAAAABU/z6-rrRZMGVY/s1600-h/IMG_2796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuecHuotZMI/AAAAAAAAABU/z6-rrRZMGVY/s320/IMG_2796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397454335018624194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuebtfKRhXI/AAAAAAAAABM/T3xJ1GsZpPQ/s1600-h/alexc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuebtfKRhXI/AAAAAAAAABM/T3xJ1GsZpPQ/s320/alexc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397453884187837810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt; I think you're looking for someone to prove you wrong, to give you hope. You want to believe, don't you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423843641657563312-2038024115753129277?l=dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/feeds/2038024115753129277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreamscape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/2038024115753129277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/2038024115753129277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreamscape.html' title='Dreamscape.'/><author><name>kat.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05206162308425117966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/TKLoSAeT_rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4xxSBS4W8bI/S220/601510227_8c4b9952ef_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/SuecnMvRI7I/AAAAAAAAABk/m8KM7aTY4tk/s72-c/Clouds__by_mooshkitty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4423843641657563312.post-9135500420024150293</id><published>2009-08-20T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:44:08.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossible Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b9/InvasionOfTheNight_1940_SFMOMA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 507px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b9/InvasionOfTheNight_1940_SFMOMA.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; are a series of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations occurring involuntarily in the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; during certain stages of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nightmares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Visions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; refer to kinds of mental images that form during sleep. A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; is the general term for any such succession of images. A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; is a dream that brings fear or anxiety. A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; refers to a series of images of unusual vividness, clarity, order, and significance, sometimes seen in a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A world of impossibilities. A place where anything can happen, even things that can't happen in 'the real world'. It is a surreal place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Surrealists seem to be best at depicting their interpretations of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; world. They embraced ideas concerning the unconscious and dream imagery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-variant: small-caps; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-variant: small-caps; line-height: 16px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-variant: small-caps; line-height: 16px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-variant: normal; line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4423843641657563312-9135500420024150293?l=dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/feeds/9135500420024150293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/08/impossible-dreaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/9135500420024150293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4423843641657563312/posts/default/9135500420024150293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsdepartment.blogspot.com/2009/08/impossible-dreaming.html' title='Impossible Dreaming'/><author><name>kat.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05206162308425117966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y0UE6-4ceCs/TKLoSAeT_rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4xxSBS4W8bI/S220/601510227_8c4b9952ef_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
