<?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, 22 Apr 2026 04:12:00 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/created/lamentation/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[[Literature] Charles Dickens:  A Christmas Carol #8/41]]></title><description><![CDATA[captive, bound, and double-ironed,’ cried the phantom, ‘not to know, that ages of incessant labour by immortal creatures, for this earth must pass into eternity before the good of which it is susceptible]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/scrooge/@christman/literature-charles-dickens-a-christmas-carol-8-41</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/scrooge/@christman/literature-charles-dickens-a-christmas-carol-8-41</guid><category><![CDATA[scrooge]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[christman]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2026 12:50:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[[Literature] Charles Dickens:  The Wreck of the Golden Mary #8/47]]></title><description><![CDATA[Atherfield, “and God in Heaven bless you, you good man!” “My dear,” says I, “those words are better for me than a life-boat.” I held her child in my arms till she was in the boat, and then kissed the child]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/boat/@betwinner/literature-charles-dickens-the-wreck-of-the-golden-mary-8-47</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/boat/@betwinner/literature-charles-dickens-the-wreck-of-the-golden-mary-8-47</guid><category><![CDATA[boat]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[betwinner]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2026 02:11:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[I Just Want To Sleep All Day Today Because There Is Nothing Physical That I can Possibly Do]]></title><description><![CDATA[There is nothing much to do today anyway because I can't think of anything physical that I can do except to type unto my laptop's keyboard and write my thoughts through social blogging. If only I can get]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/hive-174578/@cryptopie/i-just-want-to-sleep-all-day-today-because-there-is-nothing-physical-that-i-can-possibly-do</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/hive-174578/@cryptopie/i-just-want-to-sleep-all-day-today-because-there-is-nothing-physical-that-i-can-possibly-do</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-174578]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[cryptopie]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2020 02:02:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/62PdCouTvNPD4Ewnt81FpyJK4VTFfLrE49bSu5TkQabrMWnhCxHuC1GE56tvKRzouZr6fE9PxpGyDT4tmcuKGeU7UNfR35ZLnoE6bAb1BwJWRUJ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[LAMENTATION]]></title><description><![CDATA[source Oh, how do I breathe when air isn't for free?. Our daily bread isn't enough to feed, flower wildered inspite of rain And sun never set for no reason the gods turned deaf to our prayers and the God]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/contest/@maflex/lamentation</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/contest/@maflex/lamentation</guid><category><![CDATA[contest]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[maflex]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2018 07:34:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/6VvuHGsoU2QBt9MXeXNdDuyd4Bmd63j7zJymDTWgdcJjo12HBuvb5mhVyc2EXedzipAEBzZBWMPui58s6H9jqzYYtoDL4DKYeBUenUALHDEPtWT9np7dE3Q9Dq9tEA?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THIS ISN'T LIFE.]]></title><description><![CDATA[So one day i asked my little cousin what is 4+4 and he said 44. I thought and wondered who to blame, him, school, society or government! I mean our schools are plaqued with old ass books but brand new]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/motivation/@finest8447/this-isn-t-life</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/motivation/@finest8447/this-isn-t-life</guid><category><![CDATA[motivation]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[finest8447]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2018 06:05:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/JvFFVmatwWHVQPjDcGkFxELgGtwNAntRtiqDuEyxui2sYtfQ9bSitkmfUqKxaRqhwg7Q74Fzj4xtmdXcLj4vL832K6WoxzWP2qRJYnSjjECzeRBp7Ms8sFdWAgtMij5WMD4mHd32Jz?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Pale Blue Eyes // collage by sexdeathrebirth ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Inspired by someone who recently passed away... Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/collage/@sexdeathrebirth/20180312t183349551z-post</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/collage/@sexdeathrebirth/20180312t183349551z-post</guid><category><![CDATA[collage]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[sexdeathrebirth]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2018 18:33:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3HaJVvr6qfoEFgBir1jy4DeK1wwhDm7oNHzc1b8roaJY8MKhPT25stxTS2DCvyckCCHKHwE5kDR3ZmXRGJfCNB8aJ7bmQ2Hg37Uv1xz?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Death]]></title><description><![CDATA[I have stared into your eyes on so many occasions, that I'm getting sick of the sweet temptation. Bittersweet mortal cessation. Be quick about it, Eye ain't got all of Creation.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@midfrost/death</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@midfrost/death</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[midfrost]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2018 05:10:51 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Transience: A Poem]]></title><description><![CDATA[Transience A long, long time ago In a hovel by the sea There we lived in happiness Us, my mother and me Until the world’s Evils Stole her away from me Death was on her eyes When she ceased to gaze at me]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@asilentobserver/transience-a-poem</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@asilentobserver/transience-a-poem</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[asilentobserver]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2018 01:46:12 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>