<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2026 02:45:56 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@bhop42moro/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[A Casual Look]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source a casual look fleeting, on its way elsewhere and nowhere, in particular. a second glance somewhere down time’s highway, slower, faltering, questioning a forgotten second’s familiarity. Another]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@bhop42moro/a-casual-look</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@bhop42moro/a-casual-look</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2018 22:16:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYSV5kCHDRgdug54HSKqVALADuNHq3aWimvbXBDwEwn5S6imapZQSsTaujR3SNc4XnX9wFUXKw4?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Encounter with a warthog that refused to move]]></title><description><![CDATA[Male Warthog Image Source I took a step forward. She did, too. I took one backward. She took several forward. I back pedaled rapidly. Her intimidating tusks faced me, as if daring me to come closer. Two]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@bhop42moro/encounter-with-a-warthog-that-refused-to-move</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@bhop42moro/encounter-with-a-warthog-that-refused-to-move</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2018 21:33:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYT7A9j2Reo1FYSVaNJJoMsWhuQht1wXHMHUD24LTtaNiNndncSb3FyrPruhmEEh2UjQd1LPmTt?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Cataracts]]></title><description><![CDATA[Graphics Source the cataracts are constructed in the name of convention. respect for rules and regulations must be planted in virgin lands before weeds grow or desertification occurs. the cataracts are]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@bhop42moro/cataracts</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@bhop42moro/cataracts</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2018 11:46:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZ6QgNgpENBnm9tSDJDFMYaGjE9ocF1Y3xQnJxLjnp8xoWxEj1AuKn5eAgeui9tfAavrtZqHQBg?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Visitor : Part Five]]></title><description><![CDATA[Source The child put both hands flat down on the ground. He raised his butt and using his hands to propel himself, launched into a feet-first crawl that covered the distance to the visitor in a blur. Then]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-visitor-part-five</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-visitor-part-five</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2018 20:30:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYXKrK6HthqSFCSkdRxKrw3P5PsuWv7cvpVyfJybpBn2VVFZFytJMMM23AFKH4LVSJRPGG6bike?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Visitor :  Part Four]]></title><description><![CDATA[Graphics, Image Source Part One Part Two Part Three The Visitor : Part Four His mother’s attempt to remove the child’s thumb from his mouth had apparently annoyed him. His cheeks puffed out audibly and]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-visitor-part-four</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-visitor-part-four</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2018 14:14:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYXKrK6HthqSFCSkdRxKrw3P5PsuWv7cvpVyfJybpBn2VVFZFytJMMM23AFKH4LVSJRPGG6bike?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[I do not want to know]]></title><description><![CDATA[Graphics Source I do not wish to know that you knew, when you first saw me, that I was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. Instant lovelust disintegrates in the light of every storm’s]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@bhop42moro/i-do-not-want-to-know</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@bhop42moro/i-do-not-want-to-know</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2018 13:55:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYWkvM3wkgvCsnoQXpGuvUN8ehb2VMmaUw97HiwNmqc48Z4B49CVVZYjd9r3M41M2Gad1Bz47rn?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Visitor : Part Three]]></title><description><![CDATA[PREVIOUSLY : A child sucks his thumb and fiddles with his ear while staring at a visitor who has been offered a cup of water by his mother. A cloud of flies buzzing around the guest’s head goes silent]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-visitor-part-three</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-visitor-part-three</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2018 12:58:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYXKrK6HthqSFCSkdRxKrw3P5PsuWv7cvpVyfJybpBn2VVFZFytJMMM23AFKH4LVSJRPGG6bike?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Visitor : Part Two]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image and Graphics Source Part One The Visitor : Part Two The boy was quiet and motionless. His thumb was still jammed in his mouth but he had stopped sucking it. The other hand had frozen in the act of]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-visitor-part-two</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-visitor-part-two</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2018 14:49:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYXKrK6HthqSFCSkdRxKrw3P5PsuWv7cvpVyfJybpBn2VVFZFytJMMM23AFKH4LVSJRPGG6bike?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Visitor : Part One]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image and Graphic Source The child sat on the bare ground beside his mother’s stool. One thumb stuck in his mouth. The other and its adjacent finger kept twirling and folding and pinching one ear. His]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-visitor-part-one</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-visitor-part-one</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2018 19:03:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYXKrK6HthqSFCSkdRxKrw3P5PsuWv7cvpVyfJybpBn2VVFZFytJMMM23AFKH4LVSJRPGG6bike?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Promise]]></title><description><![CDATA[Source Nothing loves like a promise kept. Steely strength binds air building deep, building wide. Nothing chafes like a promise broken. Every breeze rasps millennia defying rock. 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He stretched lazily, letting the sun’s rays bathe him with warmth and promises of]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@bhop42moro/a-sweet-sun-day-save</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@bhop42moro/a-sweet-sun-day-save</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2018 18:24:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZB2jNEBgnN6qVPEm6yCztjvYjZ9aJV3VxPRZ1TeeASLMRFmc5baX3tcur2F2PY3BmbNjBDWYVk?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[if it were up to me]]></title><description><![CDATA[Image Source if it were up to me i’d take a bite, a single one, a small one – a nibble actually. i’d take it in and hold it for a moment. i’d let its smell waft through my mouth through my nose through]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@bhop42moro/if-it-were-up-to-me</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@bhop42moro/if-it-were-up-to-me</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2018 18:11:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYqzpmT6sMktetwNSCD2TMc4CLivMtvy6P6FvzUUvjj3YPSZJfXsGz4w8UyuvNxWks3YvCBrzLn?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Man strikes again: The last male northern white rhino is dead]]></title><description><![CDATA[Graphics Source The last male northern white rhino has died. Sudan, age 45, passed away at his home at the Ol Pejeta Conservancy in Kenya on Monday 19 March, 2018. He was born in 1972 in Sudan. He is survived]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/animals/@bhop42moro/man-strikes-again-the-last-male-northern-white-rhino-is-dead</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/animals/@bhop42moro/man-strikes-again-the-last-male-northern-white-rhino-is-dead</guid><category><![CDATA[animals]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2018 21:08:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYc4EZUYkecCTaZRVc6CkF7dMnnLy8tztGSxdTFz9BrgdTqmYgPVFfbFtrnRDrpgzRhC1U5rNPp?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Degrees of Warmth]]></title><description><![CDATA[Source Grasshopper squeezes the last of the suntan lotion into his hands and throws the empty container down. He rubs the lotion into every inch of his arms, taking care to rub between his fingers. His]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/degrees-of-warmth</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/degrees-of-warmth</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2018 18:16:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYwDdrRG4ZGj2RCYPSM9SYxxFcQJR68VrtbTVuLvoD6mERxv6xithVbzkmDByiZmYcJwPzxZMcS?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Poetry Dice Challenge Week 29.   Poem:  When the time for balance is ripe]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is my entry for the Poetry Dice Challenge Week 29 contest organized by rensoul17. There were four themes to choose from and I chose cryptocurrency. Source when the time for balance is ripe, when chains]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetrydice/@bhop42moro/poetry-dice-challenge-week-29-poem-when-the-time-for-balance-is-ripe</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetrydice/@bhop42moro/poetry-dice-challenge-week-29-poem-when-the-time-for-balance-is-ripe</guid><category><![CDATA[poetrydice]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2018 13:22:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYgd9b8x9PVic7J5PxpBo7S5xDCQ8J7Wr8sosnhvNrPYaQSP4y1ESHAB7zPAz2PT33JNY7t3U1U?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[In Search Of Recognition]]></title><description><![CDATA[Nyamu was walking to the shops when he heard someone calling out his name. Turning, he saw Sammy running towards him. Sammy was a precocious 7-year old who was always right in the middle of any mischief]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/in-search-of-recognition</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/in-search-of-recognition</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2018 20:53:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYw6PLG38A1GzvA1tiw4WDtkPqxq3Quc3fh4Ng9qswV4jJuSdrShHhJWdMvEeXmRnRSb9uszQai?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ten Of A Kind]]></title><description><![CDATA[Ten Of A Kind Picture, Graphic Source 10 stretched away. He was lucky. He was one of the few with the space to do so. As if in response 2 from across the aisle stretched in sympathy, destabilizing 1 and]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/ten-of-a-kind</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/ten-of-a-kind</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2018 19:46:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZtWc1JC58qFw7Ymu1wWApmo3e4dxbCjpAofgbhk8K1m3V1rWHixXuXVPi6sQVvaqqb6B98zG5C?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[My-Niche Contest:   STEEP - My Steemit Experience]]></title><description><![CDATA[Picture, Graphic - Source No blogging experience, no crypto knowledge, rudimentary computer skills, basic whatsapp is my sole social media experience – and I’m joining Steemit - to do what? To maybe…earn]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/my-niche/@bhop42moro/my-niche-contest-steep-my-steemit-experience</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/my-niche/@bhop42moro/my-niche-contest-steep-my-steemit-experience</guid><category><![CDATA[my-niche]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2018 22:43:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXYNW3NL7nU2aDRkmEFRYqy1druPGnTxFQACwXFtYyRhdxKsJLb2EMBPm29UsrrdLHEVrqxopz6i?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[My Steem Dream: To Use SP for social impact in the real world]]></title><description><![CDATA[My Steem Dream: To Use SP for social impact in the the real world Graphics Source If I had the SP of a whale, I would set up a social enterprise to hold a competition to inspire and help more people to]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/newbiegames/@bhop42moro/my-steem-dream-to-use-sp-for-social-impact-in-the-real-world</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/newbiegames/@bhop42moro/my-steem-dream-to-use-sp-for-social-impact-in-the-real-world</guid><category><![CDATA[newbiegames]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2018 20:10:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZpe7Qu7AyvbCTmD2e6XySdLtdeDkUtr3f6TDTBQ1CkkyXca1uvCJsyuNEYiehb9xdrXRVzEpMk?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Mango Seedling]]></title><description><![CDATA[Source Clothes, shoes, books, twenty years’ worth of memories… a small pile for two decades of life. I throw everything onto the bed. I grab the two sacks I had brought with me and fling my possessions]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-mango-seedling</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-mango-seedling</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[bhop42moro]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2018 19:51:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/cyxkEVqiiLyAJMrzqHfWLT7YbdgoprDQGwdeDRwrXaW9rY5DoYrgFY2sTLqCbLBXRiEUV7qFXfAxUFnnc4GMutmrMYKg3uUXYwECdx8j7ZNkxxXYhodM8CFfrUxvu9WtfDG?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>