<?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-13252539</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:49:40.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No One Is Reading This</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibbittz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13252539/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibbittz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tibbittz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03863009403131081949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/Tibbittz/xanga.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13252539.post-112148331056490205</id><published>2005-07-15T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T19:01:54.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Don't Own The People We Love</title><content type='html'>We don't. It's as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no right to decide what they feel, or how they express themselves. It is not our place to make them feel bad about that expression... there is so much inside every person, a universe we will never experience directly. We should feel blessed if we can find someone who is willing to share their universe with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are at the whim of a complex reality that doesn't always go the way we'd like it to... the wrong people can love us, the right people can hate us, and we can be gone in an instant. We never expect people to die... until they do, we're all immortal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take each other for granted most of the time. Close calls remind us how fragile all of our existence is... if we're lucky, or maybe smart, a close call also helps us see what really matters, if only for a little while... but some of us can't. We are ruled by petty jealousies and temporary emotions, all of which hurt the very people we care so much about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal expression is holy... more than any god or religion. It is the universe inside us spilling out into the world. If you really love someone, try to respect the sanctity of who they are inside, because that is all they can share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a childlike earnesty to creative expression... even after years of study, my arts spill out of me sometimes, full of joy and life. They are a fragment of my soul, filtered through my mortal mind. I have felt the pain of the rejection of those very pieces of me... it is a cruel, deep pain. One of the worst ways the universe without can touch the universe within. I am saddened when I see this happen to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It teaches them that what is inside them is wrong somehow... that their honest expressions of feelings and ideas are not theirs to make. That they must seek the approval of others to be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That they need the people who hurt them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13252539-112148331056490205?l=tibbittz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibbittz.blogspot.com/feeds/112148331056490205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13252539&amp;postID=112148331056490205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13252539/posts/default/112148331056490205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13252539/posts/default/112148331056490205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibbittz.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-dont-own-people-we-love.html' title='We Don&apos;t Own The People We Love'/><author><name>Tibbittz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03863009403131081949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/Tibbittz/xanga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13252539.post-111968808560393057</id><published>2005-06-25T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T12:58:09.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Well, here is yet another blog with which i can waste my time -- and hopfully yours as well. I have too many goddamn blogs/webjournals. I guess I'll post in whichever one I'm looking at. I know people at each site, and can't really choose. For the most part, I'll just be responding to their posts, as I've got to have some time to write and draw... Probably the best way to link all this crap together is through my website at &lt;a href="http://tibbittz.byethost24.com/"&gt;tibbittz.byethost24.com&lt;/a&gt;. You can also check out my artwork there, and find links to all the message boards I frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been using the internet for many years as a tool to gather photos for art reference, but only recently did I get a computer in my house. I always wondered how people could spend so much time on messageboards... now I know. I didn't understand before I got into them how much of a community they are. It seems really obvious in retrospect, but I really had no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jinxworld Bendis board and Cellardoor Publishing boards in particular... I didn't realize that by signing up, I'd be making new friends -- and I didn't know that so many of them would be comic book artists/writers, like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm an idiot... but I'm happy to be here in the cyber-community... and I hope they're happy to have me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13252539-111968808560393057?l=tibbittz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibbittz.blogspot.com/feeds/111968808560393057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13252539&amp;postID=111968808560393057' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13252539/posts/default/111968808560393057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13252539/posts/default/111968808560393057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibbittz.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Tibbittz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03863009403131081949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y269/Tibbittz/xanga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
