<?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, 27 Apr 2026 16:38:07 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@eliza1beth7/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Men & birds (digital illustration)]]></title><link>http://direct.ecency.com/artzone/@eliza1beth7/men-and-birds-digital-illustration</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/artzone/@eliza1beth7/men-and-birds-digital-illustration</guid><category><![CDATA[artzone]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2018 20:15:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/CQdwDW6BZfWWtcrGG8b3Z6rto4DCnbiZtwvwmJJWT1cfPRdDsRBzqcLKcCvqbPt?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Everything return to it`s place.  (digital illustration)]]></title><description><![CDATA[This image possess copyright]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/art/@eliza1beth7/everything-return-to-it-s-place-digital-illustration</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/art/@eliza1beth7/everything-return-to-it-s-place-digital-illustration</guid><category><![CDATA[art]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2018 20:28:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/4qEixipsxSf1jXvCicS49aiaKDfFxASf1KAzj7FohenDFfoRe1THBVgf9rE65ZSMeE?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE GIRL AND THE EYES THAT CAME OUT FLYING ( digital illustration)]]></title><description><![CDATA[This illustration is inspired by a verse by neruda. Credits: This image possess copyright.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/art/@eliza1beth7/the-girl-and-the-eyes-that-came-out-flying-digital-illustration</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/art/@eliza1beth7/the-girl-and-the-eyes-that-came-out-flying-digital-illustration</guid><category><![CDATA[art]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2018 20:16:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/sML2JBPsdAyMWfLRP5KPLRNbVF779wJDfzw3Sd23hcHBdWkhpbUDCWbEwKHiiTB4?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Los 8 síntomas que demuestran si te has convertido al mal]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hola steemians, sé que llevaba un tiempo desaparecida… pero no importa Steemit está lleno de buen contenido, así que luego de 2 meses de ausencia, largas caminatas, trabajo y estudio, I´m back. Sé que]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/venezuela/@eliza1beth7/los-8-sintomas-que-demuestran-si-te-has-convertido-al-mal</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/venezuela/@eliza1beth7/los-8-sintomas-que-demuestran-si-te-has-convertido-al-mal</guid><category><![CDATA[venezuela]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jul 2018 22:53:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2923mN3pnd7PdFQqCdSJMdPr1kvFEjRMKS26fbQZgZGBkt7cgj3CD3SfaEwx6UKzyy9bdqg34nZ2j4VHjXV7Wv8t6k2dLYgf8wq1tXcyNNRmee?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[This happens when someone write]]></title><description><![CDATA[When you write, you design a world that suits you, you paint the subconscious illusion about society as your canvas, you don't listen to rumors and with ease you poison the paper of the same ink that runs]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@eliza1beth7/this-happens-when-someone-write</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@eliza1beth7/this-happens-when-someone-write</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2018 22:43:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/D5zH9SyxCKdBnJaFeHnL3svQi9ZN2XzXDbzH7WcA1pQ2zprFZsk76uGLnYr2E6PzfETuGzgXfBQ4TKdm8Fyqse7pfbSoXVRPhLErhnM8zR6RDafqXcwsZ9Hk7EJ6xf5jDynxzz?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Que pasa cuando escribes]]></title><description><![CDATA[Cuando escribes, diseñas un mundo a tu medida, pintas la ilusion subconciente sobre la sociedad como tu lienzo, no escuchas rumores y con soltura envenenas el papel de la misma tinta que corre por tus]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/que-pasa-cuando-escribes</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/que-pasa-cuando-escribes</guid><category><![CDATA[spanish]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2018 19:20:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/54TLbcUcnRm4iYtFdzVNy1kt3F2tvRShXkTnWxjMr4wib3tktSGpi9sDuqoB6niDvRQcJrWVcCijek1hgjjtMo5gNgsFiUEUePiy7H4tPTR2Dc6w8upZcSPJTBF3gUziJQ4ZgutG6?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ciclo Steemit (Un granito de arena para la comunidad mas novata) =D]]></title><description><![CDATA[Actualmente es bastante dificil ingresar de buenas a primera a la plataforma por el mismo estado de la misma. Steemit se encuentra en su etapa Beta, esto significa que la plataforma esta en su version]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/ciclo-steemit-un-granito-de-arena-para-la-comunidad-mas-novata-d</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/ciclo-steemit-un-granito-de-arena-para-la-comunidad-mas-novata-d</guid><category><![CDATA[spanish]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2018 17:34:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2FFvzA2zeqoVZ5NRzV2o8MyJEzowAL6rjbt8w3dTGtGZdqfUaa23xLsTwyuEfviXqsXuAqNebX3J5k83CN6UhrsRhhEe7eMA7wgucQUk5PNjRxQsQKRci1WqaBoEW?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Let’s Live Suddenly Without Thinking by E.E Cummings]]></title><description><![CDATA[let’s live suddenly without thinking under honest trees, a stream does.the brain of cleverly-crinkling -water pursues the angry dream of the shore. By midnight, a moon scratches the skin of the organised]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@eliza1beth7/let-s-live-suddenly-without-thinking-by-e-e-cummings</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@eliza1beth7/let-s-live-suddenly-without-thinking-by-e-e-cummings</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2018 18:27:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3W72119s5BjWPGGUiZ9pqnZoj8JHYxCCp9dtn2QVefXsrHFmpUow53vc73a936W3SvkciJcCHT2x2TXTvf4xQ6Qv5eErSVPw9x7fTLJCdBbMUyVivHok4W?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[If by E.E Cummings]]></title><description><![CDATA[If freckles were lovely, and day was night, And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie, Life would be delight,— But things couldn’t go right For in such a sad plight I wouldn’t be I. If earth was heaven]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@eliza1beth7/if-by-e-e-cummings</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@eliza1beth7/if-by-e-e-cummings</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2018 18:21:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2r8F9rTBenJR3iqPxDrevHK3vDeQGnHc8Wj8C8negyt6oGocEnxrAKCAG8P7eLdESEMh7CSHX8JzWePQpRaK2BiSFBhccEXBwV8iaEoqGEmKwN1m7BjUDjY9rLjVK89xS?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[En alguna parte ha donde nunca he viajado]]></title><description><![CDATA[En alguna parte ha donde nunca he viajado, con alegria mas alla cualquier experiencia, tus ojos tienen su silencio: en tu gesto más frágil están las cosas que me encierran, o que no puedo tocar porque]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/en-alguna-parte-ha-donde-nunca-he-viajado</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/en-alguna-parte-ha-donde-nunca-he-viajado</guid><category><![CDATA[spanish]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2018 00:35:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/54TLbcUcnRm4iYtFdzVNy1kt3F2tvRShXkTnWxjMpu4QYvr3k9gFB2gCKpprBGMFXf4Qi7KeESt8uEPWwJAKu91Ka1eUywUAjGXdngk1m9nUN73T9AKiM13TG1x7EUM46bvFQnqmx?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Somewhere I've never travelled (reflection)]]></title><description><![CDATA[somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which I cannot touch because they are too near your]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@eliza1beth7/somewhere-i-ve-never-travelled-reflection</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@eliza1beth7/somewhere-i-ve-never-travelled-reflection</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 26 Feb 2018 22:29:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8t3d5gG8YxUrFtTrvhgCDjjN8jFs75fEqEgFm6ZJZwqbrsGTj3Vicn37Ho7EBhvVh9ss4B8jZgFaeHEVESSksxLcLi2SBeKUrVQ2owm9nvuQLLbtNwQk6x4bUz?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Vivamos de repente sin pensar]]></title><description><![CDATA[vivamos de repente sin pensar bajo árboles honestos, una corriente hace.el cerebro astutamente arrugado -el agua persigue el sueño enojado de la orilla. A media noche, una luna araña la piel de las colinas]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/m/@eliza1beth7/concurso-cuentacanciones</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/m/@eliza1beth7/concurso-cuentacanciones</guid><category><![CDATA[m]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 25 Feb 2018 06:00:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/62PdCouTvNPDuXRaduVYiCb9hxbZWDcAb1acVYBWQDzixWmWSUnZnm9KKeLgjyx2uQM7Avsihr3ZvnxYwSqBifW7MRbjkWkUyzkNk3iUW76Jqd8?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Frases para escritores (Bloggers, periodistas, etc)]]></title><description><![CDATA[MARCO TULIO CICERON Un libro es como un jardín que se lleva en el bolsillo. JOHN ERNST STEINBECK Un buen escritor expresa grandes cosas con pequeñas palabras, a la inversa del mal escritor, que dice cosas]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/frases-para-escritores-bloggers-periodistas-etc</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/frases-para-escritores-bloggers-periodistas-etc</guid><category><![CDATA[spanish]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2018 13:27:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/54TLbcUcnRm4iYtFdzVNy1kt3F2tvRShXkTnWxjMsqCsmTir7H64npcLrFwWSj2KaYGxMGXpFDfzKyMGTb2JfesEp923akBANZcLrUQ13LDCTW5cbD2TS56FoMGVWDtxX9jEJQ9ux?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Japanese Elder (SHORT STORY)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Autumn in Shanghai There was a time when an elderly Japanese man decided to visit China, in a November that was his number sixty-nine to bid farewell for the last time to his beloved Cara. My Japanese]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@eliza1beth7/the-japanese-elder-short-story</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@eliza1beth7/the-japanese-elder-short-story</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2018 21:48:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/D5zH9SyxCKdBnJaFeHnL3svQi9ZN2XzXDbzH7WcA33BEQTisVMrUTV4CKXwPQXgsz6ekP5oYrdn7cRmcbz2FDBxuRDSp8tBZFuNZAN8tYALXpjARYXxx7Gn4dQYHYX5fCL5NnJ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Una rosa para emily por W.F (Viernes-DE-Historias)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Cuando murió la señorita Emilia Grierson, casi toda la ciudad asistió a su funeral; los hombres, con esa especie de respetuosa devoción ante un monumento que desaparece; las mujeres, en su mayoría, animadas]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/una-rosa-para-emily-por-w-f-vierne-de-historias</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/una-rosa-para-emily-por-w-f-vierne-de-historias</guid><category><![CDATA[spanish]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2018 19:42:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8t3d5gG8YxUrFtTrvhgCDjjN8jFs76BHtnFwj365FnGNWWLJaX5tKy6C55cfZT92jhi6YDVmQCYkQeK7rxm4mnPMwLSpgTzFjTEaFeEoZYg6Mthh5tfAFHCLP8?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[To whom it may interest (reflection)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sometimes I doubt life, the world, and almost always of the people, but since they can be as weak as me, most of the time I justify them, just as I used to justify myself (when in fact I was not). I was]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/life/@eliza1beth7/to-whom-it-may-interest-reflection</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/life/@eliza1beth7/to-whom-it-may-interest-reflection</guid><category><![CDATA[life]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2018 07:47:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/99pyU5Ga1kws91ecJjkANAzfstp5ietJ4ACvk9NVTgJQRmbYafHQny6mN2tfLe8nGukRU2NWR3fu44HfNp7HvtrGhqqKEBCnjV4nkTywVFoZC6LfuknkFKJAikisWppbFC?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[A quien pueda interesar  (reflexion)]]></title><description><![CDATA[A veces dudo de la vida, del mundo, y casi siempre de las personas, pero como ellas pueden ser tan débiles como yo, la mayor parte del tiempo las justifico, tanto como yo misma me siento justificada (cuando]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/a-quien-pueda-interesar-reflexion</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/spanish/@eliza1beth7/a-quien-pueda-interesar-reflexion</guid><category><![CDATA[spanish]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2018 07:03:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/cyxkEVqiiLyAJMrzqHfWLT7YbdgoprDQGwdeDRwreEXxokjCMVYm7M7WbiUS3gAbsrSw3zP7rhfHgYtNc6nkvW9PCeLxveoQUswizbPQjie76NfCEoT3cFPx4NR6XpNNXdG?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[El Anciano Japones (CUENTO CORTO)]]></title><description><![CDATA[/// Otoño en Shanghái Hubo una vez cuando un anciano japonés decidió ir de visita a China, en un noviembre que fue su número sesenta y nueve para despedirse por última vez de su amada Cara. Mi anciano]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/cervantes/@eliza1beth7/otono-en-shanghai</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/cervantes/@eliza1beth7/otono-en-shanghai</guid><category><![CDATA[cervantes]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2018 02:21:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/cyxkEVqiiLyAJMrzqHfWLT7YbdgoprDQGwdeDRwrG4oYuwoSkJZVG3XydDdaAVYC9MLGDPxZm5h1qkHjVan8WhcxkJb6qp3digP14F7XSr4GhR68hkHxeNAT1Y2aMsUeEQe?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Lonely boy (original poetry)]]></title><description><![CDATA[I look into your eyes Seeking the child Who upon a time I used to be. / I look to thing from the past How they adjust themselves alone In a quarter of the room And I don't miss them anymore. / I'm out]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@eliza1beth7/lonely-boy-original-poetry</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@eliza1beth7/lonely-boy-original-poetry</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2018 20:04:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/RGgukq5E6HBS5wvERDA3ZF4P2WKQy2VoZZet1QV2TEryq4zQj1Bpxr5vypiaZCdqUF9bbEvkUmm5XQ6L2EVdxzgrVeuZEHzHDit4xagxbJUfqejbgTkaS1oS1KwG2Hk?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Solitario (original poetry)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Miro a tus ojos Buscando al niño Que alguna vez fuiste. / Miro a las cosas del primer pasado Como se acomodan solas En un rincón del cuarto Y ya no las extraño. / Estoy afuera tocando a la puerta Pidiendo]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/cervantes/@eliza1beth7/solitario-original-poetry</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/cervantes/@eliza1beth7/solitario-original-poetry</guid><category><![CDATA[cervantes]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[eliza1beth7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2018 18:11:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/RGgukq5E6HBS5wvERDA3ZF4P2WKQy2VoZZet1QV2TEryq4zQj1Bpxr5vypiaZCdqUF9bbEvkUmm5XQ6L2EVdxzgrVeuZEHzHDit4xagxbJUfqejbgTkaS1oS1KwG2Hk?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>