<?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-9093314</id><updated>2012-01-24T02:52:13.796+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise Words by Ole</title><subtitle type='html'>I am Ole ... or at least that's what my friends call me! I am a writer at heart and would like to think of myself as a modern day philosopher (aka. bullshit artist, pardon my french!). Corny, I know, but I intend to blog "Wise Words" (aka. Words of Wisdom) and am happy for all to read, enjoy, ponder, and maybe laugh too!!! ;)

Your comments (hopefully constructive!) are welcome too! :)

&lt;br /&gt;All Material © Ole 2004</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-112616419358970512</id><published>2005-09-08T17:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T17:23:13.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote for today</title><content type='html'>"Follow your heart, but while on that path, please use your brain!" © Ole 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-112616419358970512?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/112616419358970512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=112616419358970512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112616419358970512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112616419358970512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2005/09/quote-for-today_08.html' title='Quote for today'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-112615984717448574</id><published>2005-09-07T13:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T16:10:47.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote for today</title><content type='html'>No rebounds ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You should never look for a relationship to make you happy and complete, it is best to be content with yourself as an individual and then find a relationship in which you can share yourself." © Ole 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-112615984717448574?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/112615984717448574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=112615984717448574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112615984717448574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112615984717448574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2005/09/quote-for-today.html' title='Quote for today'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-112597157836889995</id><published>2005-09-06T11:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:47:24.673+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the real world!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I'm back from holidays, where I visited the mother country of India ... and as always it was an experience, with many stories to tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Quote for the day:&lt;br /&gt;"There's no place like home. There's no place like home." - Judy Garland (Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz) 1939&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, where do I begin ... Well went over to India for a friends wedding, so let's start with that ... Now I'm told the wedding was quite a typically South Indian Hindu wedding, personally I wouldn't know, but I did find it quite stranger for the Bride &amp; Groom to get rushed on and off a small stage (which was outside the actual temple) for a ceremony lasting just under 10 minutes, with dialogue that could barely be heard, let alone understood, while standing in a packed crowd that resembled a mosh pit more than a wedding gathering. Nonetheless I did enjoy the wedding and the more drawn out reception that immediately followed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you think that was bad, visiting the actual temple was a far greater shock to my system. Firstly, I had to wear particular clothing to even enter the temple, which found me wearing a "mundu" (aka. "lunghi"), which is kinda like wrapping a bedsheet around your waist so it looks like a long skirt, and since wearing a shirt of any kind was not allowed I donned the matching garment which I can only describe as a shawl ... tucking the mundu into a pair of shorts (I discreetly wore underneath) so as to not have it embarrassingly fall down, I left my sandals behind at the hotel and headed off bare foot for the temple which was a 5 minute walk away ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's not the strange part! ... With the shear number of people wanting to attend this particular temple (apparently on any day) there was an amzingly long line to get into the inner sactum ... thankfully, I had vip connections and we skipped through to where the line was just about 20-30 people in front of us ... but the experience was unbelievable ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? - not for some greatly spiritual feeling or enlightenment, not for any wonder or awe, but from the unbelievable lack of respect shown by the ever surging crowd pushing one another forward like people desperate to get out of a burning building ... I found myself being pushed by two middle-aged women behind me, eventually into some men in front of me, as there really was nowhere to go, but we were basically pushed and shoved all the way, finally getting the briefest of glimses of the idol that all had come to worship and stand before ... or rather be pushed past! ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I found the experience an invasion of my personal space, not to mention rude and completely unreligious ... maybe I misunderstand their intentions, but surely at a place supposedly so religious and spiritual, people would show some respect ... but apparently that's not the way things are in India.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-112597157836889995?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/112597157836889995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=112597157836889995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112597157836889995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112597157836889995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2005/09/back-to-real-world.html' title='Back to the real world!'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-112441940531895078</id><published>2005-08-19T12:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T12:47:14.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay It Forward</title><content type='html'>Quote for today: "Pay It Forward" - Catherine Ryan Hyde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why this came to mind today, but I remember this movie I watched "Pay It Forward", based on the novel by Catherine Ryan Hyde ... not the greatest movie I've watched or anything, but it had this amazing ideal, of paying it forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that mean, well I think the author describes it best as a "plan to change the world for the better ... by doing something good for three people. But instead of paying &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt; back, he asked them to 'pay it forward' by doing a favor for three more people, who in turn would help three others, and so on, each act a link in a chain of human kindness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it means for me, is a simple idea of passing on good will. If someone does something nice for you, sure thank them personally, but try and do something nice in return to them and others, so that the chain of kindness goes on. If everyone thought like this, imagine how different our world would be! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it from me for a while, as I'll be on holidays for 2 weeks and probably won't have any chance to blog in that time, but when I return I shall be back to regular blogging ... until then remember to "Pay It Forward"! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Ole 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-112441940531895078?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/112441940531895078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=112441940531895078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112441940531895078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112441940531895078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2005/08/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay It Forward'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-112441723922334629</id><published>2005-08-18T20:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T12:07:19.223+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote for today</title><content type='html'>"Shin: device for finding things in the dark." - Anon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-112441723922334629?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/112441723922334629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=112441723922334629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112441723922334629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112441723922334629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2005/08/quote-for-today_18.html' title='Quote for today'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-112441715752324751</id><published>2005-08-17T11:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T12:05:57.523+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote for today</title><content type='html'>"Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at an Elingsh uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer&lt;br /&gt;in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is&lt;br /&gt;taht the frist and lsat ltteer is in the rghit pclae. The rset can be&lt;br /&gt;a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is&lt;br /&gt;bcuseae we do not raed ervey lteter by itslef but the wrod as a wlohe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-112441715752324751?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/112441715752324751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=112441715752324751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112441715752324751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112441715752324751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2005/08/quote-for-today_17.html' title='Quote for today'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-112441702892742972</id><published>2005-08-16T18:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T12:03:48.933+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote for today</title><content type='html'>"You believe what you want, I know the truth!" © Ole 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-112441702892742972?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/112441702892742972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=112441702892742972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112441702892742972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112441702892742972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2005/08/quote-for-today.html' title='Quote for today'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-112409348417691126</id><published>2005-08-15T18:05:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T01:31:20.192+11:00</updated><title type='text'>From bad to worse ...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I failed in my attempts to bring you up to speed, and worse still, I never did "fill you all in on more details tomorrow" ... so I throw myself on the mercy of my blog readers (if indeed there are any left!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I plan to start blogging regularly again, and hopefully have an audience of readers who aren't disappointed. I won't even attempt to catch you all up on what's been happening, I'm just gonna clean the slate and start from right now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday, a good day to start new things ... so here I shall start a (hopefully) regular thing, My quote for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Life's too short, I'll sleep when I'm dead!"&lt;/b&gt;  © Ole 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-112409348417691126?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/112409348417691126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=112409348417691126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112409348417691126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/112409348417691126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2005/08/from-bad-to-worse.html' title='From bad to worse ...'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110376172969961162</id><published>2004-12-23T11:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T11:28:49.700+11:00</updated><title type='text'>More sleep...</title><content type='html'>Amazing things do happen, and I was off the phone before 3am (well, 2:55am), and having come in late to work, I've had a good 6 hours sleep and I'm surviving without a coffee ... although, I think I'll need one *soon* ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110376172969961162?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110376172969961162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110376172969961162' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110376172969961162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110376172969961162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/more-sleep.html' title='More sleep...'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110369260545859432</id><published>2004-12-22T16:12:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T01:22:45.659+11:00</updated><title type='text'>God is an alien.</title><content type='html'>Do you believe that God created man, and the earth, and all that the bible says? Or are you grounded in science and believe the only true explaination for how/why we are here is natural evolution? ... Well, my theory is this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is an alien. He came to the earth and brought Adam and Eve here as pets, among other animals. He put them in a small garden and trained them not to eat his favourite fruit and not to leave the garden. Of course this didn't quite work out, as these were humans and they didn't listen to God. So God was angry and left them to roam the earth. He went back to his own planet and later sent other aliens, called Prophets, with messages for the humans and to check up on how the earth and mankind was going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, God had heard enough bad reports from the Prophets, and decided to send his son, Jesus, to give a clear message to all the of mankind. He disguised Jesus as a human, so that he could give his message from the people. Hence, Jesus, the Son of God, was also an alien, and eventually "ascended" or flew back up to where he came from ... his spaceship probably left behind a bit of a fire show, hence the bible talking about flames and all. Of course all the miracles, were really just advanced alien technology, like laser eye surgery and hearing implants ... I mean really, how hard would it be to convince people you could "walk on water" if you had the right technology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when God said he would come again, he meant it. "He'll be back" at some point and if he's going to judge us we'd better be ready! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Disclaimer:  This is one of my wild theories that I love to try and justify and logically explain, this however does not mean I actually believe any of it, but I shall defend it to the blog death ... so feel free to criticise it, and poke a million holes in it, I'm ready and waiting for ya! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110369260545859432?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110369260545859432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110369260545859432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110369260545859432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110369260545859432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/god-is-alien.html' title='God is an alien.'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110369232639710122</id><published>2004-12-22T16:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T16:12:06.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep? ...</title><content type='html'>So my poetry gets lamer everyday ... I think I should be writing something about sleep, or the lack there of, perhaps that would explain it, and let you believe that I personally am not actually that lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see sleep has been my lowest priority lately, and hence I've prob. averaged less than 4 hrs a night... fine for a few days, but I believe I've been doing this for over 2.5 weeks now and it's starting to show ... Zzzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm back ... what ever would I do with out caffienne???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, stay tuned for my theory of creation... titled "God is an alien" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110369232639710122?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110369232639710122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110369232639710122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110369232639710122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110369232639710122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/sleep.html' title='Sleep? ...'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110369203550773624</id><published>2004-12-22T16:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T16:07:15.506+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpe diem...</title><content type='html'>Carpe diem, seize the day,&lt;br /&gt;For every moment, goes away,&lt;br /&gt;And once it's gone, it's gone to stay,&lt;br /&gt;And stay it shall, far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110369203550773624?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110369203550773624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110369203550773624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110369203550773624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110369203550773624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/carpe-diem.html' title='Carpe diem...'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110361305055175639</id><published>2004-12-21T18:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T18:10:50.550+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Love...</title><content type='html'>Love is something special, what a treasure to find,&lt;br /&gt;It brings out the best, with favour and kind,&lt;br /&gt;I wish all could love, with no fear in their mind,&lt;br /&gt;But alas, it's a struggle, throughout our mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110361305055175639?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110361305055175639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110361305055175639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110361305055175639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110361305055175639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/love.html' title='Love...'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110316529151251243</id><published>2004-12-16T13:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T14:28:23.960+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Love?</title><content type='html'>An eternal question ... I used to think it was something you'd never know until you actually found it, and then you would simply just know! ... but this leads to the question of how would you know that, that is it, and I've never quite been able to answer that part ... so I'll take another approach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love" is something with many definitions, I mean there is "brotherly love", "love for friends and family", "unconditional love", and the list goes on ... so what do we really mean when we say "love" ... I think in the general case if we are trying to define it, we mean "unconditional love", whereby you love a person regardless of their failings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see it like this, "love" is where you think and feel a certain way about someone. It is where their words and actions become sacred to you, and you can't live without them. They effectively become a part of what makes you up, and you would do almost anything for them. But most importantly, true unconditional love, is simply that, unconditional ... and no matter what they do, as bad as it may be, and as much as you may disagree with it, you still feel that way about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the topic of "love" easily turning to "hate" has come up before (&lt;a href="http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/can-you-fall-out-of-love.html"&gt;Can you fall out of love?&lt;/a&gt;), but I think my explaination on this stands, "this is still love, because in this case the reason you hate them is because you still love them, and anything bad they do hurts you in a way only someone you love can." Hence I believe, in this situation, you still feel all the aspects of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110316529151251243?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110316529151251243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110316529151251243' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110316529151251243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110316529151251243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-is-love.html' title='What is Love?'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110307275500765441</id><published>2004-12-15T11:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T12:05:55.006+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Making up for lost time...</title><content type='html'>since I haven't posted for a while, I'm playing catch-up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time waits for no man, not even me,&lt;br /&gt;If it were to wait, then where would it be,&lt;br /&gt;For time has no place, no rhyme and no reason,&lt;br /&gt;It's just a thing, that comes with the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since it won't wait, at least not for me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make the most of it, for posterity.&lt;br /&gt;No wasting a moment, "carpe diem", I say,&lt;br /&gt;And vow not to let, my time slip away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110307275500765441?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110307275500765441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110307275500765441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110307275500765441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110307275500765441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/making-up-for-lost-time.html' title='Making up for lost time...'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110307220675915130</id><published>2004-12-15T11:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T11:56:46.760+11:00</updated><title type='text'>So is it better to have loved and lost?</title><content type='html'>Hell no, it's better to have loved and still love! ... who wants to lose anyway? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, go out there and love, and don't lose 'em, tell 'em they can't go anywhere, tell them you want 'em for ever ... or at least for now ... tell 'em something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110307220675915130?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110307220675915130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110307220675915130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110307220675915130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110307220675915130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/so-is-it-better-to-have-loved-and-lost.html' title='So is it better to have loved and lost?'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110307191596762076</id><published>2004-12-15T11:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T11:51:55.966+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, so I've been slack with posting...</title><content type='html'>Guess I need a new quote for the day, or should it be quote for the week, anyway here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Expect the worst, but hope for the best!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm anxiously awaiting news from a far, to find out whether a special someone will be able to make it to Melbourne for NYE ... fingers crossed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110307191596762076?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110307191596762076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110307191596762076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110307191596762076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110307191596762076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/ok-so-ive-been-slack-with-posting.html' title='Ok, so I&apos;ve been slack with posting...'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110257261053244792</id><published>2004-12-09T16:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T17:10:10.533+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote for the Day</title><content type='html'>"Democracy and violence can ill go together."&lt;br /&gt;- M. Ghandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Bush and the US government should pay close attention to this profound statement. I can't see democracy being brought about by violence ... violence only breeds hatred and mistrust.&lt;br /&gt;- Ole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110257261053244792?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110257261053244792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110257261053244792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110257261053244792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110257261053244792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/quote-for-day.html' title='Quote for the Day'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110246898555927530</id><published>2004-12-08T13:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T12:23:05.560+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey See, Monky Do ... Woman of My Dreams!</title><content type='html'>Monkey see, monkey do,&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm here, looking at you.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you glancing, checking me out,&lt;br /&gt;And now I am staring, watching you pout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kings horses, and all the kings men,&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop me from smiling, and looking again.&lt;br /&gt;And there you are, smiling back at me,&lt;br /&gt;Together our eyes meet, with a hint of glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now over I walk, and ask you your name,&lt;br /&gt;Only to find, you've disappeared again,&lt;br /&gt;So where have you gone, and why did you leave,&lt;br /&gt;And where can I find you, this woman of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110246898555927530?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110246898555927530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110246898555927530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110246898555927530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110246898555927530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/monkey-see-monky-do-woman-of-my-dreams.html' title='Monkey See, Monky Do ... Woman of My Dreams!'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110246481654522064</id><published>2004-12-08T11:06:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T01:23:38.663+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame excuse...</title><content type='html'>why am I not surprised ... I mean, fine she already had plans to meet a friend, but she didn't have any reason not to reply and tell me that yest... v. disappointing... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm over it, she's not worth it, and she can call me out if she wants ... I have better things to do with my time ... and now I shall go do some of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110246481654522064?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110246481654522064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110246481654522064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110246481654522064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110246481654522064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/lame-excuse.html' title='Lame excuse...'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110240478060473183</id><published>2004-12-07T18:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T18:35:19.030+11:00</updated><title type='text'>No reply... no surprise...</title><content type='html'>so i'm pretty sure I won't be seeing her tonight ... disappointing I guess, but I just can't wait to see the excuse she comes up with!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I have new plans for this evening, and they shall keep me smiling well into the night! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Carpe diem" - sieze the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110240478060473183?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110240478060473183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110240478060473183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110240478060473183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110240478060473183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/no-reply-no-surprise.html' title='No reply... no surprise...'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110231400309968933</id><published>2004-12-06T17:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T17:20:03.100+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Spot the What The?</title><content type='html'>Ok, tell me what you think ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met this girl through friends some time back, seems nice, great to talk to, etc. So I thought hey, I'd like to get to know her better, so I invited her out a few times ... the first 3 times I invited her out properly somewhere she comes up with the same reason for not being able to make it, "her best friends birthday" ... ok, so i'm thinkin' how many "best" friends can you have? ... the way I figure it she'd have to have at least 2 ... I'll admit it was possible for her to have had one "best" friend celebrate their birthday twice, since that was within the same week ... but the first invite was a few weeks before, so somethin' is amiss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this all might seem quite normal ... obvious answer, she doesn't want to see me ... except that whenever I see/talk to her she seems to be keen ... we get along well, and she always give me "genuine", or at least genuinely delivered, reasons for not being able to come ... anyway, I saw her again this weekend, and things were pretty great, invited her to come out for some after partying and she couldn't because of her parents being there (perhaps, they've been part of the reason all along) ... but she always says she'll def. come out next time ... I'm still waiting for the next time to actually eventuate ... so I've asked her out tomorrow, and now I await a reply ... hmmm ... fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can anyone explain this behaviour, or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110231400309968933?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110231400309968933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110231400309968933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110231400309968933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110231400309968933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/spot-what.html' title='Spot the What The?'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110194238664476189</id><published>2004-12-02T09:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T12:44:06.576+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fetish - Normal or Abnormal?</title><content type='html'>Some friends of mine got in a discussion about the psychological state of humans, and whether a fetish was "normal" or "abnormal" ... according to one guy "in psychology they treat it as abnormal, because it has nothing to do with the 'basic instinct' of sex". Another argument offered was that "humans have the ability to indulge in sex for pleasure and not just for the act of procreation, and anything that can stimulate the mind into creating that pleasure... is normal".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I took the simple line that fetish by definition is "an excessive or irrational devotion to some activity" ... the words excessive and irrational define this as abnormal, and I think most "normal" people would consider a fetish to be "abnormal" ... It's like saying you can never have "too much" of something ... by definition "too much" is just that, too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110194238664476189?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110194238664476189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110194238664476189' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110194238664476189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110194238664476189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/fetish-normal-or-abnormal.html' title='Fetish - Normal or Abnormal?'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110185790439994800</id><published>2004-12-01T10:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T11:23:09.680+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Better to have loved and lost?</title><content type='html'>There's an old saying that "it's better to have known love and lost it, than to have never known love" ... and I personally would have to agree 100% ... but being the devil's advocate, there are some people out there who would rather not have to go through the pain of losing someone they love (for whatever reason).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit like the question "If you had to be blind, would you rather be blind from birth or blinded later in life after being able to see" ... it's all about knowing what you're missing. Frankly, until you are in love, you'll never really know what it's like, and then if you lose it, it's like a big void that you never used to know existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always said, I never want to grow up, kids always have the most fun, no responsibilities, carefree, no fear, just fun ... but I guess that would mean not knowing love, cos kids don't ... so here's the thing, as much as I'd love to stay a kid, I'm now realising that I have grown up ... I mean I'm old enough to know what I want, I've experienced love more than once, and now I miss having someone to fill that place in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't get me wrong, I don't regret anything I did with those I loved, and so I still believe it's better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all. I guess I'm just waiting to find that special girl that I can live happily ever after with... where is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110185790439994800?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110185790439994800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110185790439994800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110185790439994800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110185790439994800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/12/better-to-have-loved-and-lost.html' title='Better to have loved and lost?'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110177754994899139</id><published>2004-11-30T11:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T12:47:34.043+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The $12,000 handbag</title><content type='html'>Recently I met a girl who owns a Louis Vuitton handbag worth AU$12,000!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she didn't come right out and tell me that, but she had this handbag with her (at a BBQ nonetheless!!!), and was asking for it to be passed to her from it's present location on a chair ... she said "be careful it's an expensive bag" ... little did I know just how expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So speaking to the friend I met this girl through I discovered the bag was actually worth $12,000, and was shocked, perhaps horrified, to say the least! ... Personally, I wouldn't spend that much on a Plasma TV, yet here was this girl carrying a $12,000 handbag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll admit I can't get over, I don't understand, and I'm not sure I ever will - no handbag, I repeat no handbag, is worth that kind of money, it's just wrong! ... so I'm dying to find out why she has it now, and most importantly how she acquired it ... I'm hoping she didn't purchase it with her own money, but you never know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110177754994899139?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110177754994899139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110177754994899139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110177754994899139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110177754994899139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/12000-handbag.html' title='The $12,000 handbag'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110168548351019660</id><published>2004-11-29T10:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T12:49:14.310+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls and their hair!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so we've all heard the saying "the grass is always greener on the other side", I personally think it's very true! My favourite reference case is 'Girls and their hair', as every girl that I know falls into this pattern. You see I don't know a single girl (well, one that's old enough anyway) that hasn't tried their hair the other way. I mean most girls I know who have straight hair curl it, and most girl I know that have curly/wavey hair straighten it! Hence, they believe the grass is greener on the other side, when in fact it probably isn't. My current case in point is a friend of mine, whom I saw for the first time without her hair straightened ... IMHO her hair was perfect, natural, and I had never seen it better ... of course I told her so, and she was greatful for the complement, but sadly has plans to go on straightening her hair in the future. A real shame in my opinion ... but I guess everyone is entitled to teir own "grass is greener" opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are there any girls out there who aren't madly converting their hair to the "greener" side ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110168548351019660?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110168548351019660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110168548351019660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110168548351019660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110168548351019660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/girls-and-their-hair.html' title='Girls and their hair!'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110143853686632436</id><published>2004-11-26T14:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T12:51:52.330+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you fall out of Love?</title><content type='html'>Well, everyone knows you can fall in love, but what about falling out of it? I mean, can you? ... or do you never stop being in love with someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I believe you never do fall out of love. Sure, you might change the way you think about it, and maybe even let yourself forget about that person. But who out there, who's been in love, can say they haven't had that person come back into their lives or even just heard about them again, and then felt something that they didn't think they had any more??? ... I believe love is forever, and if you truely love someone, you will for life ... what you do about that love is up to you! ... You can be consumed by it, or you can forget about it ... but I don't believe the love ever goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110143853686632436?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110143853686632436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110143853686632436' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110143853686632436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110143853686632436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/can-you-fall-out-of-love.html' title='Can you fall out of Love?'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110076132128059895</id><published>2004-11-18T17:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T18:02:01.280+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Trees are green, aren't they?</title><content type='html'>Ok, trees are green right? So is a tree green when you're not looking at it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the point is that trees are only green through the perception of human eyes. If no human eyes are looking at the leaves, what colour are they really? I guess I could get into a whole physics explaination here, but I'll spare you the details. I guess my point is what is green? or what is any colour for that matter? ... what if we were all blind, colour would have no relevance, we probably wouldn't even have a word for it, or maybe we would philosophise about objects having different colours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole world to humanbeings is a human perception of the world around us. Scientist may try to describe things in a finite sense, but at the end of the day, they are human too and there judgement is based on their senses of sight, sound, smell, touch and taste. I'd say our perceptions of things would change if aliens rocked up one day with a sixth sense that we had never considered, maybe something like an aura that all objects have ... maybe we'd then be worried about what our aura looks like ... yep, we're a superficial society, waiting for aliens to point out more things we can be superficial about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So think about it, what colour is the world around you ... yep, it's human coloured, every part of it is! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110076132128059895?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110076132128059895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110076132128059895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110076132128059895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110076132128059895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/trees-are-green-arent-they.html' title='Trees are green, aren&apos;t they?'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110066261959820864</id><published>2004-11-17T14:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T17:37:24.063+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Which is/was the most dangerous country in the world???</title><content type='html'>Now ask yourself this question, which is/was the most dangerous country in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iraq under Saddam, Afghanistan under the Taliban, really I think not ... which is the country that has blattently led attacks on other countries, without UN approval, and has not only the capability, but the ignorance and stupidity to do it all over again, you guessed it, the good ol' US of A, under one George W. Bush ... where the W stands for anything you want it to, except wise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is the country we should all fear, enemies and allies of it alike, remember Iraq was an ally in the past... America just changed it's mind again at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, without getting too political, I think we should all take a third person perspective for a moment, and rather than think US and them, think who is really doing good, who is really making peace, and who is starting the wars ... maybe it is US, of course we couldn't do it without them ... but maybe just think a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110066261959820864?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110066261959820864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110066261959820864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110066261959820864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110066261959820864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/which-iswas-most-dangerous-country-in.html' title='Which is/was the most dangerous country in the world???'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110064945747638666</id><published>2004-11-17T10:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T17:15:15.506+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What is certain?</title><content type='html'>Is it certain that the Sun will rise tomorrow... well we could say yes, but then again we can't be certain. Many would disagree, but who could ever prove this to be true... just because it always has, doesn't mean it will again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a glorious sunny day ... time to go enjoy it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110064945747638666?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110064945747638666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110064945747638666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110064945747638666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110064945747638666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-is-certain.html' title='What is certain?'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110057565229796478</id><published>2004-11-16T14:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T17:12:55.123+11:00</updated><title type='text'>"Time waits for no man"</title><content type='html'>Ok, so time didn't wait for me, and some days have passed without me posting... but alas, I'm back and on the attack ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still no comments, but I shall keep writing in vain hope that someone, other than myself, is reading ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110057565229796478?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110057565229796478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110057565229796478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110057565229796478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110057565229796478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/time-waits-for-no-man.html' title='&quot;Time waits for no man&quot;'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110024189582781930</id><published>2004-11-12T17:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T12:58:51.973+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments Anyone???</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've started blogging some "Wise Words" and I'd love to hear some comments ... anything really, from anyone really ... I haven't told any of my friends about this site (yet!) ... so I'm lookin' to hear from you random people that may stumble across my blog and hopefully read and enjoy the stuff I write ... spread the word maybe even! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to do is keep everything I write original ... anything that's not I will attempt to "quote" very specifically, and will be adding my own spin to, or else why put it here, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, thanks for reading and lemme know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110024189582781930?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110024189582781930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110024189582781930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110024189582781930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110024189582781930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/comments-anyone.html' title='Comments Anyone???'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110022907210675728</id><published>2004-11-12T14:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T17:16:00.706+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Make-up 101 with Ole</title><content type='html'>"A woman without paint is like food without salt"&lt;br /&gt; - Roman philosopher Plautus, Circa 100 AD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my food without salt, but a little chilli never goes astray&lt;br /&gt; - Aussie bullshit artist Ole, 2004 AD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110022907210675728?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110022907210675728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110022907210675728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110022907210675728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110022907210675728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/make-up-101-with-ole.html' title='Make-up 101 with Ole'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110015402849866977</id><published>2004-11-11T17:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T12:30:12.960+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stolen Generations: The stealing continues...</title><content type='html'>Between 1910 and 1970 up to 100,000 Aboriginal children were robbed of rights and from growing up with the freedom of choice. Today, the way Aboriginal children are treated has changed, but what about in other cultures? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India 2004 AD, with a thriving population of over a billion people, the country has a long and deeply root sense of social justice, that puts it way back in the middle ages. Children grow up taught to do what their parents want, not for their best interests, but for the maintainence of some wildly skewed social expectations. Arranged marriage is still a part of everyday life, and although there are those that would argue for it, presenting some undeniable pros, there are some really frightening cons that are largely over looked. Arranged marriage by consent is one thing, but what about under duress, which is all too common, particularly when a child has had the opportunity to travel overseas, or even live overseas, and has seen that there is more to life than meets the eye? ... Many are subjected to emotional blackmail and one way or another are convinced to throw away the ideas that they have discovered for themselves, only to be dragged back into the cycle of the Indian caste system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110015402849866977?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110015402849866977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110015402849866977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110015402849866977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110015402849866977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/stolen-generations-stealing-continues.html' title='The Stolen Generations: The stealing continues...'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110007063821263203</id><published>2004-11-10T17:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T12:31:02.076+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Worn Shoes, a good old friend?</title><content type='html'>A pair of worn shoes is like a good old friend,&lt;br /&gt;although they've caused you pain in the past,&lt;br /&gt;they've travelled the long hard road with you,&lt;br /&gt;and they'd be your first choice for the long road ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean you won't turn around one day and throw them out! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110007063821263203?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/feeds/110007063821263203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9093314&amp;postID=110007063821263203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110007063821263203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110007063821263203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/worn-shoes-good-old-friend.html' title='Worn Shoes, a good old friend?'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9093314.post-110006926734286310</id><published>2004-11-10T17:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T12:25:38.653+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Wise Words by Ole</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am Ole &lt;/strong&gt;... or at least that's what my friends call me! I am a writer at heart and would like to think of myself as a &lt;strong&gt;modern day philosopher &lt;/strong&gt;(aka. bullshit artist, pardon my french!). Corny, I know, but I intend to blog "Wise Words" (aka. Words of Wisdom) and am happy for all to read, enjoy, ponder, and maybe laugh too!!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;comments (hopefully constructive!) are welcome too! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All Material © Ole 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9093314-110006926734286310?l=wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110006926734286310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9093314/posts/default/110006926734286310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisewordsbyole.blogspot.com/2004/11/welcome-to-wise-words-by-ole.html' title='Welcome to Wise Words by Ole'/><author><name>Wise Words</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
