<?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>Wed, 08 Apr 2026 16:06:29 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@kalopsia/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[A Poem/Music Piece by myself "Deny"]]></title><description><![CDATA[Trading places for the brain It’s maluable like clay Do you ever dream– Your entire life away? The noise of outsiders Singing the songs of delusion I ring in the new life With certain confusion Never will]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@kalopsia/a-poem-music-piece-by-myself-deny</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@kalopsia/a-poem-music-piece-by-myself-deny</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2018 00:06:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/S5Eokt4BcQdk7EHeT1aYjzebg2hC7hkthT45e6f83sTwGpQefcRiQbvoPBXQf3CqAWALKqQ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Spider to the fly.]]></title><description><![CDATA[The truth is something that is self conscious. The truth doesn’t lie. We never wonder or imagine with truth yet somehow in a world of facts we still struggle to separate fact from fiction. Our minds are]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/spider-to-the-fly</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/spider-to-the-fly</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2018 22:41:27 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Night Dawns.]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Night Dawns. It fades like my life. A slow, subtle click of the clock and I can feel each second of love that I am losing. The wonder is an amusement park. The next step was trajectory like an airplane,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/the-night-dawns</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/the-night-dawns</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2018 04:35:42 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[See You Later.]]></title><description><![CDATA[See you later. There is no fucking need to be raising your voice inside. The man was an ordinary shape and figure. He has weight around his waist. It was probably attributed to horrific diet, sugars, copious]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/see-you-later</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/see-you-later</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2018 23:05:36 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Blue Bag Time]]></title><description><![CDATA[You wake up. The sky is dim and the earth seems magnetic. You are clung to your bed like a magnet to metal. You’re reaching for the alarm clock ringing brightly as the harp strums away to enlighten you.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/blue-bag-time</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/blue-bag-time</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 10 Feb 2018 01:49:51 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Day I escaped Alberta's Largest Wildfire Evacuation in History]]></title><description><![CDATA[It was approximately 10:00AM on May 3rd, 2016. It was a sunny warm day, with a smoky smell lingering in the air. I was working a backshift at Suncor Oil Refinery as a general laborer the night before.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/the-day-i-escaped-alberta-s-largest-wildfire-evacuation-in-history</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/the-day-i-escaped-alberta-s-largest-wildfire-evacuation-in-history</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 24 Jan 2018 20:59:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/RGgukq5E6HBS5wvERDA3ZF4P2WKQy2VoZZet1QV2TKeUfunnUfpA5CgQ7QsLPmBrzRQsPExYRQ77FaYw5j48G3yQeGuoMExmQYcnCHR6BU9GW6j59gVttzqhcnSTEzi?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Frailty]]></title><description><![CDATA[It’s daylight at 4:00am and I’m in the despair of a local late-night diner drinking stale coffee with a foul stench of tobacco lingering in the air. It’s a night like no other as I am in distress, startled]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/shortstory/@kalopsia/frailty</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/shortstory/@kalopsia/frailty</guid><category><![CDATA[shortstory]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2018 00:54:03 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[You are you! Embrace it!]]></title><description><![CDATA[Well it is just about reaching one year mark since I lost my fifteen-year-old brother. I am back living in Fort McMurray Alberta and back into school (Bachelor of Education Elementary Education). Things]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/selfhelp/@kalopsia/you-are-you-embrace-it</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/selfhelp/@kalopsia/you-are-you-embrace-it</guid><category><![CDATA[selfhelp]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2017 00:02:18 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[My first experience with Crypto Currency and Steem Dollars]]></title><description><![CDATA[I figured I'd share this story of how I started in Steemit and where I am now. As my profile states: I'm an education student currently in university. I'm trying to finish my degree while coping with grief]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@kalopsia/my-first-experience-with-crypto-currency-and-steem-dollars</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@kalopsia/my-first-experience-with-crypto-currency-and-steem-dollars</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2017 00:32:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/AmRc67RgYaWVEa5TxnoPRiGMS1Ae6MyfiK8oyuudtZgmfZ69dzFKPAPFJbZV1FgTsLzVvviHnbsdTSAFq9s4SB1a7hDJzMcZeSNfYqQuL4V3oCW3iPssuUJ79rvRa9McCZxWpQkY86v2q3dvJrsMc3KojspEuMHg?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[A warm, cold evening walk.]]></title><description><![CDATA[The air was warm and unsettling. A juxtaposition of comfort and confusion. A normally dry, frigid temperature stings the face, but instead we are gifted with anomalous nature. Saturday nights are for magic]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/a-warm-cold-evening-walk</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@kalopsia/a-warm-cold-evening-walk</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2017 20:10:36 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/AmRc67RgYaWVEa5TxnoPRiGMS1Ae6MyfiK8oyuuduTALuojWAo6qeLYowAji2Tm822nqtRzNbgjypz5pF6emQMktDhuaT9MRvAuHYJ3urSVPo2xeSfbU29RRXK4L2FDPXWupq5UoUZc1ou1JGF3pvywRuyFPUhVQ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[New York Nameless (Short Story)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Rain beating down on the double pane window in my musty, empty apartment. It is peace among filth. It beats the static noise of the television I hear next door. I can overhear the noise that is slightly]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/short/@kalopsia/new-york-nameless-short-story</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/short/@kalopsia/new-york-nameless-short-story</guid><category><![CDATA[short]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 05 Dec 2017 19:18:42 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[[Poem] #1]]></title><description><![CDATA[Twisted, tired and tender. The world is tough and The heart surrendered Dreams of love, In a day of pain. Freedom is tough and Freedom sustain To find truth in the future All wounds- Slowly sutured.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@kalopsia/poem-1</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@kalopsia/poem-1</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 12 Sep 2017 04:10:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/HNWT6DgoBc18GVREvvsnAjfLwLF5qHHFduNHKinpy5CkifKY2DWCxC3sNzkqXA3AuWefbNu3uCt5DCvLyVCMzFwbWC23dVT69yKAUiGa3hpDmDjSQDiQAgqdune?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[[Poem] #2]]></title><description><![CDATA[Crawling for normalcy, such a cruel desire Come set me free, let me breathe your breath; For the heavens of love Can extend, such sweet depth Heart set a blaze. Longing for evenings of cherished memory:]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@kalopsia/poetry-2</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@kalopsia/poetry-2</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 07 Sep 2017 03:03:36 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[[Poem] JOY]]></title><description><![CDATA[The ocean breeze is crisp and pungent with, The aroma embedded in your soul. My heart pumps the blood of life Nature and love, can make you whole She walks in space, the unknown. A smile so bright while–]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@kalopsia/poem-joy</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@kalopsia/poem-joy</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 04 Sep 2017 03:11:54 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[[Poem] Connection]]></title><description><![CDATA[The dance of the senses is repetitive The brain fluttering like a moth to the light Again, again, again Each impulse fueled by unknown synapses Like robots speaking to you Insert card now please take your]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@kalopsia/poem-connection</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@kalopsia/poem-connection</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2017 22:52:42 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[My introductory story on steemit! Life, death, poetry and the search for tranquility.]]></title><description><![CDATA[My name is George. I am a 29 year old student who is trying to complete my bachelor of education to pursue my passion of education along with helping youth out in any which way. I am a very easy going]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/life/@kalopsia/my-introductory-story-on-steemit-life-death-poetry-and-the-search-for-tranquility</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/life/@kalopsia/my-introductory-story-on-steemit-life-death-poetry-and-the-search-for-tranquility</guid><category><![CDATA[life]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[kalopsia]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2017 21:01:57 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>