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	<description>poetry &#38; scribbles by chris staines</description>
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		<title>Yeah.txt</title>
		<link>http://www.vpoet.net/2010/07/yeah-txt/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2010 19:48:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[when i sit n rip to shreds all those thoughts that led me to dispair&#8211; i rejoice in His name, hold your hand and regain my fame/self-centered recollections of a life i lived yet you don&#8217;t know. it&#8217;s not all about the benjies, though that kid could solve a crime better than scoob, sometimes you [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>when i sit n rip to shreds all those thoughts<br />
that led me to dispair&#8211; i rejoice in His name,<br />
hold your hand and regain my fame/self-centered<br />
recollections of a life i lived yet you don&#8217;t know.<br />
it&#8217;s not all about the benjies, though that kid<br />
could solve a crime better than scoob, sometimes<br />
you have to just let it happen/take ya lumps,<br />
grab a chunk of chest and scream out the demons/<br />
they&#8217;re not that powerful, after all, just pains<br />
you can relieve yaself of through meditation,<br />
consternation, an ability to see what ails you<br />
so it doesn&#8217;t pale you/ending up dead isn&#8217;t the worst<br />
it&#8217;s sometimes the only way out&#8211; if you&#8217; a coward.<br />
so, how many times did you cry before you realized<br />
that watered eyes only keep you down more, not a raise<br />
like praise can bring? it&#8217;s ok, though, we&#8217;re all young<br />
and unsure of ourselves before we find the way to see<br />
life from the objective&#8211; so scary, yeah, when you<br />
can&#8217;t tell where the punchline lies/when you lock on<br />
and don&#8217;t let go of the figments of imagination running wild<br />
like lightning bugs through a windshield/a blaze and<br />
splatter&#8211; don&#8217;t mean to be cruel, but you know you&#8217;ve<br />
been there, holding onto a, &#8216;maybe,&#8217; a, &#8216;won&#8217;t be,&#8217;<br />
though you just did and try to hide behind who you<br />
wish you were, not who you&#8217;ve been revealed to be.<br />
i use to take a beat and spit it back/stutter/rewind<br />
and begin again.  i keep it raw like sinew/hold my head<br />
high and try not to see how bad the storm is brewing&#8211;<br />
baaaaaah, nah, can&#8217;t reach me in my bunker, here, the<br />
hole in the ground i longed for to bury my embarassment/<br />
but i feel strong now, somehow uncovering myself to be<br />
covered by He who knows me in the finest sense of<br />
the word.</p>
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		<title>where/when/what/why</title>
		<link>http://www.vpoet.net/2010/07/wherewhenwhatwhy/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2010 19:43:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[where/when/what/why do they come back stronger every time i try to persuade myself you never existed before? thoughts, strangers i know but close the door on, bring me to the brink/rataplan in my chest to show you were alive, my old friend who never knew how familiar i wished we would have become until well [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>where/when/what/why do they come back<br />
stronger every time i try to persuade<br />
myself you never existed before? thoughts,<br />
strangers i know but close the door<br />
on, bring me to the brink/rataplan in<br />
my chest to show you were alive, my<br />
old friend who never knew how familiar<br />
i wished we would have become until<br />
well after we were/the one who always<br />
wore my words in weathered world as<br />
though a coat to cover from elements.</p>
<p>can you outlast my love in metered rhyme?<br />
i try to throw you for a loop<br />
so you see how mind works<br />
more than melody.<br />
i never saw the strength of word in restraint<br />
when the world is open to much more than<br />
can be held with pretty words,<br />
the sorest type when heart is held<br />
in palms to be free of cage itself.<br />
foraged for those phrases you want to hear.<br />
never thought you&#8217;d feel the same<br />
until<br />
forever came knocking while<br />
i was incomplete, taunting me<br />
with sweetened kisses in a driveway<br />
i will not look at the same again&#8211;<br />
how much time it took to be strong enough<br />
for mouth to make a move the mind<br />
always thought impossible.<br />
i gave back my staunch opposition to<br />
the life i meant to lead much younger than<br />
when i realized it could be.</p>
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		<title></title>
		<link>http://www.vpoet.net/2010/06/672/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 08:58:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Beautiful particles, relaxing in their infinite swirl amongst us stationary.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautiful particles, relaxing in their infinite swirl amongst us stationary.</p>
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		<title>My Wife, In Any Situation</title>
		<link>http://www.vpoet.net/2010/06/my-wife-in-any-situation/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2010 02:53:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I see your lock on me. I fidget slightly, shifting for your eyes to follow; and they do follow, spreading your mouth&#8217;s corners to match their smeyesing. I look away, as I am on duty, after all, but your presence/allure/ your pledge to me keeps relaxing my mind, giving my body a chance to be [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I see your lock on me.<br />
I fidget slightly, shifting<br />
for your eyes to follow;<br />
and they do follow,<br />
spreading your mouth&#8217;s<br />
corners to match<br />
their smeyesing.</p>
<p>I look away, as I am<br />
on duty, after all,<br />
but your presence/allure/<br />
your pledge to me keeps<br />
relaxing my mind, giving<br />
my body a chance to be<br />
in control.</p>
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		<title>I repeat the same actions</title>
		<link>http://www.vpoet.net/2010/06/660/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2010 02:46:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I repeat the same actions in hope of finding that which may alter my ever-repeating path. Am I&#8211; I am addicted to the repetition, though need a bit of change to feel in control (also part of the addiction). I close, open, reload, refresh for changes made by others as if my own changes matter [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I repeat the same actions<br />
in hope of finding that<br />
which may alter my<br />
ever-repeating path.</p>
<p>Am I&#8211; I am addicted<br />
to the repetition, though<br />
need a bit of change<br />
to feel in control (also<br />
part of the addiction).</p>
<p>I close, open, reload, refresh<br />
for changes made by others<br />
as if my own changes<br />
matter not&#8211; for I am not<br />
as clever, no!, nor witty<br />
as they who &#8216;ve found<br />
their calling in<br />
the written word.</p>
<p>Is insanity insanity when the<br />
outcome remains the same,<br />
though the substance of<br />
the moments preceding<br />
differ slightly until they<br />
seem a new day?&#8211; same<br />
as the last, I assure you!</p>
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		<link>http://www.vpoet.net/2010/06/655/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2010 02:41:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[How bleak the day when I know not your ever-longed-for face. You sleep now, and I later, with no sense knowing we&#8217;re one disease/incurable danger away from disconnection of our minds. I transfix gaze, like on scene played out by actors, to these uncertain fingers. Their idea of slowing down is allowing me to catch [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How bleak the day when I know not your ever-longed-for face.<br />
You sleep now, and I later, with no sense knowing we&#8217;re one<br />
disease/incurable danger away from disconnection of our minds.</p>
<p>I transfix gaze, like on scene played out by actors, to these uncertain fingers.<br />
Their idea of slowing down is allowing me to catch up with what they wish to say;<br />
how foolish to let the horse pull the cart without a driver awake at the reigns.  Did<br />
you remember to feed the cats?&#8211; Of course you did; always do!  I just wanted to<br />
make sure.</p>
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		<title>Why, God?</title>
		<link>http://www.vpoet.net/2010/06/why-god/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2010 00:07:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Why, God? You do not answer in the traditional sense&#8211; Your path shows more than words or fulfilled questions could. i look back and see Your hands leading me, gentley, to this line&#8211; and, yet, i cannot see your hands now or in my forethoughts; what, though, i do see is Your breath on my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Why, God?</p>
<p>You do not answer<br />
in the traditional sense&#8211;<br />
Your path shows more<br />
than words<br />
   or fulfilled questions could.</p>
<p>i look back and see Your hands<br />
leading me, gentley, to this line&#8211;<br />
and, yet, i cannot see your hands now<br />
or in my forethoughts; what, though,<br />
i do see is Your breath on my skin as<br />
You work hard on this life i follow for/to You.</p>
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		<title>iWin Games Manager and AdminWorker.exe</title>
		<link>http://www.vpoet.net/2010/05/iwin-games-manager-and-adminworker-exe/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 16 May 2010 19:33:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[tech tips]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[So, you use iWin Games (Cake Mania, Diner Dash, etc.) and your Games Manager crashes upon startup? More than likely, the error you receive is that C:\Program Files\iWin Games\AdminWorker.exe cannot be found. This is how to reinstall Games Manager (without losing your games or purchases) and why that occurred. Some anti-virus applications show iWin Games [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So, you use iWin Games (Cake Mania, Diner Dash, etc.) and your Games Manager crashes upon startup?  More than likely, the error you receive is that C:\Program Files\iWin Games\AdminWorker.exe cannot be found.  This is how to reinstall Games Manager (without losing your games or purchases) and why that occurred.</p>
<p>Some anti-virus applications show iWin Games (AdminWorker.exe, GLauncher.exe, etc.) as a virus (or Trojan, specifically).  When you see the warning from your anti-virus about a suspicious file, odds are that you&#8217;re just going to Quarantine or Delete the &#8220;threat.&#8221;  The problem is, as stated, integral parts of iWin Games show as viruses, so you may have just quarantined or deleted a file that&#8217;s needed to play your games.</p>
<p><strong>The Remedy</strong>:</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">If you quarantined the file, you can go into your antivirus and remove the file from quarantine.  I&#8217;d also suggest showing the file as safe with your antivirus.</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">If you deleted the file, simply uninstall iWin Games (not a specific game, but the program labelled, &#8220;iWin Games&#8221;).  Follow this guide to uninstall without removing your games, preferences, or purchases:  <a href="http://support.iwin.com/ics/support/KBAnswer.asp?questionID=497">How can I reinstall the iWin Games Manager?</a></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">I strongly suggest that, if your antivirus again detects c:\Program Files\iWin Games\AdminWorker.exe or another iWin program as a virus/Trojan, to mark the file as safe to avoid this in the future.  More information:  <a title="How could I get &quot;virus detected&quot; or &quot;adware detected&quot; messages from iWin downloads?" href="http://support.iwin.com/ics/support/KBAnswer.asp?questionID=31">http://support.iwin.com/ics/support/KBAnswer.asp?questionID=31</a></p>
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		<title>Through held breathing</title>
		<link>http://www.vpoet.net/2010/03/through-held-breathing/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 04:09:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[the&#160;kitten/ cat&#160;slinks in&#160;stealthmode &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;amongst&#160;the&#160;outcropped&#160;clothes and&#160;logged&#160;shoes; she&#160;knows&#160;their&#160;place&#160;now, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;certainly, though,&#160;through&#160;held&#160;breathing, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;inhales&#160;their&#160;journies.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>the&nbsp;kitten/<br />
cat&nbsp;slinks<br />
in&nbsp;stealthmode<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;amongst&nbsp;the&nbsp;outcropped&nbsp;clothes<br />
and&nbsp;logged&nbsp;shoes;<br />
she&nbsp;knows&nbsp;their&nbsp;place&nbsp;now,<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;certainly,<br />
though,&nbsp;through&nbsp;held&nbsp;breathing,<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;inhales&nbsp;their&nbsp;journies.</p>
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		<title>I love you!</title>
		<link>http://www.vpoet.net/2010/03/i-love-you/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 05:25:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I&#160;love&#160;you, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;Your&#160;spying&#160;eyes&#160;licking&#160;my&#160;face, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;Your&#160;worried&#160;questions &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;as&#160;to&#160;why&#160;I&#160;stare &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;when&#160;you&#160;do&#160;not; &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;I&#160;love&#160;your&#160;quick-to-rise&#160;smile, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;slowly&#160;lifting &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;those&#160;spying&#160;eyes.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&nbsp;love&nbsp;you,<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Your&nbsp;spying&nbsp;eyes&nbsp;licking&nbsp;my&nbsp;face,<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Your&nbsp;worried&nbsp;questions<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;as&nbsp;to&nbsp;why&nbsp;I&nbsp;stare<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;when&nbsp;you&nbsp;do&nbsp;not;<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I&nbsp;love&nbsp;your&nbsp;quick-to-rise&nbsp;smile,<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;slowly&nbsp;lifting<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;those&nbsp;spying&nbsp;eyes.</p>
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