<?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-6714697231055423583</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:29:20.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ubiquitous Diaries</title><subtitle type='html'>Primarily to promote my own development through the exploration of personal insights. Additionally, to shed light onto matters of importance for the mutual benefit of me and my readers.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivoarsov.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714697231055423583/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivoarsov.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01500040147380719681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEr2CYfHFw0/So2HVkT6NoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6zFlTpg-Kdc/S220/w2+009.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714697231055423583.post-7267650067453420624</id><published>2009-08-28T14:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:34:38.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desiderata</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go placidly amid the noise and haste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and remember what peace there may be in silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As far as possible without surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;be on good terms with all persons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speak your truth quietly and clearly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and listen to others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;even the dull and the ignorant;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they too have their story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Avoid loud and aggressive persons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they are vexations to the spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you compare yourself with others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you may become vain and bitter;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keep interested in your own career, however humble;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Exercise caution in your business affairs;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for the world is full of trickery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;many persons strive for high ideals;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and everywhere life is full of heroism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Especially, do not feign affection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Neither be cynical about love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it is as perennial as the grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take kindly the counsel of the years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gracefully surrendering the things of youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Beyond a wholesome discipline,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;be gentle with yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are a child of the universe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no less than the trees and the stars;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you have a right to be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And whether or not it is clear to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Therefore be at peace with God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whatever you conceive Him/Her to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and whatever your labors and aspirations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in the noisy confusion of life keeps peace with your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it is still a beautiful world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be cheerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Strive to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714697231055423583-7267650067453420624?l=ivoarsov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivoarsov.blogspot.com/feeds/7267650067453420624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714697231055423583&amp;postID=7267650067453420624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714697231055423583/posts/default/7267650067453420624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714697231055423583/posts/default/7267650067453420624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivoarsov.blogspot.com/2009/08/desiderata.html' title='Desiderata'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01500040147380719681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEr2CYfHFw0/So2HVkT6NoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6zFlTpg-Kdc/S220/w2+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714697231055423583.post-18992330580450500</id><published>2009-08-19T16:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T13:25:39.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Expression of consciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Human beings are biological computers. They are highly sophisticated shells that have the potential to express innumerable ways of thinking and living. For this potential to be realized however  another key component must be bound to the human computer, Spirit. The fusion between the human shell and Spirit forms a strong relationship that when in harmony can manifest the divine. We must keep in mind that like all computers our biological computers require energy. Particularly we need pure air, water, and food for survival. But life isn't simply about survival, it is about exploring possibilities, learning, and experiencing the diversity that our planet offers so readily. Still, in this day and age what I mention is becoming increasingly more rare. Everywhere people are listless, indifferent to life, jaded by mounting responsibilities and unable to shine their brilliance. Why is this happening? A healthy body supports a healthy mind and perhaps the toxins in the air, the poisons in the water, the genetic-bastardization of food, the unending barrage of vaccinations and pharmaceutical medications, and the all encompassing electromagnetic frequencies are interfering with the homeostatic balance of the body to such an extent that we have waning choice in the matter. Our biological computers are very adaptable and resilient and will continue to function sub-optimally in unfavourable conditions but ultimately they rely on a finely tuned environmental balance in order to live in the true essence of the word. This reliance makes us quite vulnerable and susceptible. In order for Spirit to be expressed through the human vessel the vessel needs to be pure. I am not talking about mental or emotional purity as that would sidetrack this post, but rather I mean physical purity, a body devoid of man-made poisons. A body that takes in pure food, air, and water is a body which functions as it is meant to function, to its maximum physiological potential. This potential provides the ideal substrate through which the Spirit can express itself. It is a body that is unencumbered, making it the perfect vessel for expressing a meaningful, multifaceted, and colorful existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714697231055423583-18992330580450500?l=ivoarsov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivoarsov.blogspot.com/feeds/18992330580450500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714697231055423583&amp;postID=18992330580450500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714697231055423583/posts/default/18992330580450500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714697231055423583/posts/default/18992330580450500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivoarsov.blogspot.com/2009/08/expression-of-consciousness.html' title='Expression of consciousness'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01500040147380719681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEr2CYfHFw0/So2HVkT6NoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6zFlTpg-Kdc/S220/w2+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714697231055423583.post-2289721530554731910</id><published>2009-08-09T14:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T14:10:46.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shift Puller</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The man in society who knows when and how and what to do at all times, this is the one whom is referred to as the shift puller, the controller, the manipulator. The force field and bastion of a harmonious existence with all living and non living things. This individual is so well versed in the capabilities of the human that he stops at nothing to react as genuinely and intuitively as possible. The shift puller in life, the one who is capable of altering situations to his advantage and to the advantage of all others. At all times, there is no uncertainty as to what will be done. This is impossible when you are guided by impeccable accuracy. The intuitive way of living life. How could life be wrong, when it created itself. When life is open and aware, it cannot be wrong in its perception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;He is the perennial distributor of balance, walking the tightrope of life with unending grace! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714697231055423583-2289721530554731910?l=ivoarsov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivoarsov.blogspot.com/feeds/2289721530554731910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714697231055423583&amp;postID=2289721530554731910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714697231055423583/posts/default/2289721530554731910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714697231055423583/posts/default/2289721530554731910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivoarsov.blogspot.com/2009/08/shift-puller.html' title='The Shift Puller'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01500040147380719681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEr2CYfHFw0/So2HVkT6NoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6zFlTpg-Kdc/S220/w2+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714697231055423583.post-550957435157473997</id><published>2009-08-09T13:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T13:45:56.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I have been meaning to start a blog for quite some time but avoided doing so because of the question of content. What was it going to be about, was it just a desire to have a blog without any real purpose? If so I would be wasting my time and therefore it wouldn't be worth it. However I now see a purpose and it has multiple angles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;1. Blogging is an incentive to be ever more vigilant of thoughts, actions, and environment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;2. Just like when talking to someone helps you sort things out in your own mind, blogging will have a similar purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;3. It provides a template onto which I can experiment with styles of expression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;4. This blog is a medium through which the things I find to be important can be shared with my fellow human beings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714697231055423583-550957435157473997?l=ivoarsov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivoarsov.blogspot.com/feeds/550957435157473997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714697231055423583&amp;postID=550957435157473997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714697231055423583/posts/default/550957435157473997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714697231055423583/posts/default/550957435157473997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivoarsov.blogspot.com/2009/08/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01500040147380719681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEr2CYfHFw0/So2HVkT6NoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6zFlTpg-Kdc/S220/w2+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
