<?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, 04 May 2026 13:35:40 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@varuas/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Random thought]]></title><description><![CDATA[few a times, sometimes' i think and i think of the thought i've been thinking, getting some gritty details merely observing and actually paying attention. i get some outcomes with these gritty witty thoughts]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/random/@varuas/random-thought</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/random/@varuas/random-thought</guid><category><![CDATA[random]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[varuas]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 20 Aug 2016 18:24:03 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Suspense to the only person you ignore.]]></title><description><![CDATA[It was as if nothing happened and i saw you change in a moment, you were there a moment before and with one blink of an eye, you weren't. It was hard to believe what i saw for i knew you, lived by you]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/random/@varuas/suspense-to-the-only-person-you-ignore</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/random/@varuas/suspense-to-the-only-person-you-ignore</guid><category><![CDATA[random]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[varuas]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2016 15:10:45 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A lazy afternoon]]></title><description><![CDATA[I was on my balcony smoking the last stick of cigarette I had. As I sipped the freshly made tea, a cool breeze of air passed through my ears. The sound of the soft saxophone jazz in the background merely]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/thought/@varuas/a-lazy-afternoon</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/thought/@varuas/a-lazy-afternoon</guid><category><![CDATA[thought]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[varuas]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2016 15:04:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Cats you see]]></title><link>http://direct.ecency.com/cat/@varuas/cats-you-see</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/cat/@varuas/cats-you-see</guid><category><![CDATA[cat]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[varuas]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 14 Aug 2016 14:04:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2r8F9rJF8BjUeyH8bCGGC1mqP311SS6nssQXpMqmop8dakQTMNR6xMJzK1hkhkkxX5VEYvNXkBUZAmfEKYHkyWfREYPozoCRcRbo163B23juWGeYjPtHvF2S87mD6kv2q?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Rage]]></title><description><![CDATA[trying to get outta this rage i often bleed my thoughts to death ask all the questions and revise the rest i loop through the hole forming loopholes with the whole. the clarity of obviousness lies dumb]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@varuas/rage</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@varuas/rage</guid><category><![CDATA[poem]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[varuas]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 14 Aug 2016 08:12:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Composure]]></title><link>http://direct.ecency.com/photoshop/@varuas/composure</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/photoshop/@varuas/composure</guid><category><![CDATA[photoshop]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[varuas]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2016 16:17:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2xVmzkbNCvpxFoeCy9K9yuz4BzxZt28oRnvdDn2tKwvjBV6GMeQ7z3M3m8Lopr24beZEZWqxPTu17R7JPaMPezqdEDbtiErfz7W7mZpQFDpKW9jriCQu8ir66ffYULAERwa3mMUBGCeFznTXMtBTACSs5ecahNY7fWHJubV8RqDSAnJttwDQeApLYKGrPBi8AD9j6RJN?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Come to me, i'll light your fire]]></title><description><![CDATA[When you love someone so much, you simply want to be with him/her and be in that closed atmosphere of unconditional love. And when you want to express this feeling, it comes effortlessly and it comes]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@varuas/come-to-me-i-ll-light-your-fire</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@varuas/come-to-me-i-ll-light-your-fire</guid><category><![CDATA[poem]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[varuas]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2016 16:11:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Jimi Hendrix making love to his guitar.]]></title><description><![CDATA[the essence of passion to music and its medium, his guitar. Hendrix, purely making love to his guitar.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/cvxv/@varuas/jimi-hendrix-making-love-to-his-guitar</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/cvxv/@varuas/jimi-hendrix-making-love-to-his-guitar</guid><category><![CDATA[cvxv]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[varuas]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2016 17:16:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2xVmzkbNCvpxFoeCy9K9yuz472ziScUooQDcKPBhz9nHN8H788P9zw14RexNZSDeT8giUSUkVPmuY5quy9h22zeLudaKcWiWjsZBbNkDLEeaN6sZDzqLTsP7AGKNSHfU89SGm4q2V23nr8sPEXCU5CST9bVhBH8Q9YGHzdsXpNf4TKsqvU3YBEbohhMRAuFLdkhDwje8?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[picture talks:]]></title><description><![CDATA[lost in thoughts and lost the words. the expression so sincere, i fall short of words for the thought. memory though vivid blinds my vision, for i long to see beyond reason. the picture fades and reshapes.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/random/@varuas/picture-talks</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/random/@varuas/picture-talks</guid><category><![CDATA[random]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[varuas]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2016 07:12:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/SiQni9EsHGrDsSebvYJSakjs54yqiVW6cnEC3xFoS8eCSPwgZwdURYjK9uyNiTyYs5TgJNGrrCAfzy3ZmhkPrkaZQXM7c1TfByRTVEfZmYyQ7qpR7RH1ay4aNjxh3LC6VkRMCXwUYkmqJfycZBr9PDqy3xsm189UVoDtTo8KrUVSecZXNK6sRikSGbNkMtgF126fAC?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[WORDS]]></title><description><![CDATA[Mystified, divine, satanic or worse. Words defined that exists and has not. Communication is what it does. Words, the Devil speaks it and even the gods. It may hold divinity or curse. The wind has its]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@varuas/words</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poem/@varuas/words</guid><category><![CDATA[poem]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[varuas]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jul 2016 16:07:57 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>