<?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 15:17:33 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@numostanley/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Nothing common (an original poem) ]]></title><description><![CDATA[She was the desert to the oasis A regal slave She was nothing common She was fine art to the blind and music to the deaf A misfit amongst oddities She was nothing common She was perfect intent that got]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/hive-170798/@numostanley/nothing-common</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/hive-170798/@numostanley/nothing-common</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-170798]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[numostanley]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2020 22:54:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8RBevPfbFiptEzy81dwSb5HAhkEs8BfvLkNg7kht4KcQMsowJCGakWzjwHZsBXQLzXqR5UD1R6i7tGMayiDJbCqiw2dn3HWXeXi3mzTbAConcpJAzMDA9sjnva?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Introductory post: Cataloging an Enigma. ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Describing one's self becomes an arduous task when being told to do so, because the question of true self knowledge comes into play. However, in a bid to keep this brief and not to seem like I'm blowing]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/introduceyourself/@numostanley/introductory-post-cataloging-an-enigma</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/introduceyourself/@numostanley/introductory-post-cataloging-an-enigma</guid><category><![CDATA[introduceyourself]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[numostanley]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2020 20:08:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Y2iXpRRkNSnseh3NuL6KUBitJTXrc5K39vRox7MHoxHS6?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[A LOST SOUL]]></title><description><![CDATA[When I stared down into your soul through the lens of your own eyes on that blissful night, all I could see was the inception of a dying star, turned into a black hole. And all I could feel was the eternal]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@numostanley/a-lost-soul</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@numostanley/a-lost-soul</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[numostanley]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2020 12:56:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Y2iXpRRkNSnseh3NuL6KUBitJTXrc5Jz7yTAqtDXkTbot?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>