<?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-6047107382595488931</id><updated>2012-03-20T16:14:10.429-04:00</updated><category term='graphics'/><category term='music'/><category term='the movement'/><category term='questions'/><category term='photography'/><category term='blogs'/><title type='text'>mind BLOWN..</title><subtitle type='html'>behind her lens. inside her brain.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowhermind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6047107382595488931/posts/default/-/the+movement'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowhermind.blogspot.com/search/label/the%20movement'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jelly b.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305348430032147877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zayMjthpdUo/SZTajq5CpiI/AAAAAAAAABA/amJw0_pdSls/S220/Untitled-3.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047107382595488931.post-2133568942795118250</id><published>2009-09-06T00:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:48:59.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the movement'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zayMjthpdUo/SqM9AKDXKlI/AAAAAAAAADA/T_DVDKbSEsw/s1600-h/Beach+(7).png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zayMjthpdUo/SqM9AKDXKlI/AAAAAAAAADA/T_DVDKbSEsw/s400/Beach+(7).png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378209452918254162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;--- that's me like a year ago. I don't look like that anymore lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've done alot of things that I'm not proud of. But I don't regret anything. It's life. You love, you learn, you lose. You move on. You can't turn back time. Nobody can tell me I don't enjoy life, because everything I do, I do it because I want to do it. So why regret it later? Live your life. You never know what's gonna happen, don't try to plan it. Jah already planned it for you. Being human, you're bound to struggle. It's a part of life. So don't worry. Just live. Let go and just be. How long will it be before you realize that it's not about everyone else? It's about you. Let go and just be. Peace, Love, Equality. Belief. Faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Jelly B. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6047107382595488931-2133568942795118250?l=blowhermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowhermind.blogspot.com/feeds/2133568942795118250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blowhermind.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-me-like-year-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6047107382595488931/posts/default/2133568942795118250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6047107382595488931/posts/default/2133568942795118250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowhermind.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-me-like-year-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>jelly b.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305348430032147877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zayMjthpdUo/SZTajq5CpiI/AAAAAAAAABA/amJw0_pdSls/S220/Untitled-3.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zayMjthpdUo/SqM9AKDXKlI/AAAAAAAAADA/T_DVDKbSEsw/s72-c/Beach+(7).png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047107382595488931.post-401150404659327840</id><published>2009-08-19T04:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T04:20:31.126-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the movement'/><title type='text'>Join The Movement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i40.tinypic.com/2d1sggm.gif" align="left" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:right;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 362px;" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2d1sggm.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I believe in peace, love, and equality. Stand for the movement. You get to a point in your life where you have to realize that certain things just aren't worth the stress. &lt;i&gt;Just Let go and be&lt;/i&gt;. That's what I call my movement. I've been so happy and carefree, and things are just going in the right direction. The key is staying positive. When I'm talking to my friends and they ask how I'm doing, I say great. They ask what's so great. I say I'm alive and that's enough for me. Even if you're having a bad day, take a look at the positive side of things. Question. &lt;b&gt;If your world ended today could honestly you say that your life was worth it? &lt;/b&gt;I'm sure there are things you haven't done yet, but could you say that you were truly happy with yourself and the way you are living? My answer is yes. I'm happy, I do things because I want to do them, and I'm free. I'm my own person. I extend a challenge to whoever reads this. Let go and just be.&lt;div&gt;life isn't optional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6047107382595488931-401150404659327840?l=blowhermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowhermind.blogspot.com/feeds/401150404659327840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blowhermind.blogspot.com/2009/08/join-movement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6047107382595488931/posts/default/401150404659327840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6047107382595488931/posts/default/401150404659327840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowhermind.blogspot.com/2009/08/join-movement.html' title='Join The Movement'/><author><name>jelly b.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305348430032147877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zayMjthpdUo/SZTajq5CpiI/AAAAAAAAABA/amJw0_pdSls/S220/Untitled-3.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/2d1sggm_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
