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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Wild Child</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @mayoka)</generator><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"English :

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. 
I want to know what you ache for,..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;English :&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. &lt;br/&gt;
I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It doesn’t interest me how old you are. &lt;br/&gt;
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. &lt;br/&gt;
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain! &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. &lt;br/&gt;
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I want to know if you can see beauty even when it’s not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence. &lt;br/&gt;
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. &lt;br/&gt;
I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. &lt;br/&gt;
I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;—————————————————————————————————————&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;French :&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“Je ne m’intéresse pas à la façon dont tu gagnes ta vie,&lt;br/&gt;
Je veux savoir à quoi tu aspires,&lt;br/&gt;
Et si tu oses rêver de réaliser le désir ardent de ton coeur.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Je ne m’intéresse pas à ton âge.&lt;br/&gt;
Je veux savoir, si pour la quête de l’amour et de tes rêves,&lt;br/&gt;
Pour l’aventure de te sentir vivre,&lt;br/&gt;
Tu prendras le risque d’être considéré comme fou.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Je ne m’intéresse pas aux astres qui croisent ta lune.&lt;br/&gt;
Je veux savoir si tu as touché le centre de ta propre souffrance,&lt;br/&gt;
Si les trahisons vécues t’ont ouvert,&lt;br/&gt;
Ou si tu t’es fané et renfermé par craintes de blessures ultérieures.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Je veux savoir si tu peux vivre avec la douleur, la tienne ou la mienne,&lt;br/&gt;
Sans t’agiter pour la cacher, l’amoindrir ou la fixer.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Je veux savoir si tu peux vivre avec la joie, la tienne ou la mienne,&lt;br/&gt;
Si tu oses danser, envahi par l’extase jusqu’au bout des doigts et des orteils&lt;br/&gt;
Sans être prudent ou réaliste et sans te souvenir des conventions du genre humain.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Je ne m’intéresse pas à la véracité de l’histoire que tu racontes.&lt;br/&gt;
Je veux savoir si tu es capable de décevoir quelqu’un pour rester fidèle à toi-même,&lt;br/&gt;
Si tu supportes l’accusation d’une trahison, sans pour autant devenir infidèle à ton âme.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Je veux savoir si tu sais faire confiance, et si tu es digne de confiance.&lt;br/&gt;
Je veux savoir si tu peux voir la beauté, même lors des jours sombres&lt;br/&gt;
Et si tu peux trouver la source de ta vie dans la présence de cette beauté;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Je veux savoir si tu peux vivre avec l’échec, le tien ou le mien,&lt;br/&gt;
Et malgré cela rester debout au bord du lac&lt;br/&gt;
Et crier: “Oui!” au disque argenté de la lune.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Je ne m’intéresse pas à l’endroit où tu vis ni à la quantité d’argent que tu as.&lt;br/&gt;
Je veux savoir si après une nuit de chagrin et de désespoir,&lt;br/&gt;
Tu peux te lever et faire ce qui est nécessaire pour les enfants.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Je ne m’intéresse pas à ce que tu es, ni comment tu es arrivé ici.&lt;br/&gt;
Je veux savoir si tu peux rester au centre du feu avec moi, sans reculer.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Je ne m’intéresse pas à ce que tu as étudié, ni où, ni avec qui.&lt;br/&gt;
Je veux savoir ce qui te soutient à l’intérieur, lorsque tout le reste s’écroule.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Je veux savoir si tu peux être seul avec toi-même,&lt;br/&gt;
Et si tu aimes véritablement la compagnie de tes moments vides.”&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Oriah Mountain Dreamer (an Indian Elder)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/50723075790</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/50723075790</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 13:15:00 +0100</pubDate><category>oriah</category><category>oriah mountain dreamer</category></item><item><title>poorartists:

Paige Bradley created one of the most striking...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnbb0spjbB1qcuo82o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://poorartists.tumblr.com/post/6877038542/paige-bradley-created-one-of-the-most-striking" target="_blank"&gt;poorartists&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Paige Bradley created one of the most striking sculptures I’ve seen in recent times. Her masterpiece, entitled Expansion, is a beautiful woman seeking inner piece but fractured and bleeding with light. “From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container already built for us to fit inside: a social security number, a gender, a race, a profession,” says Bradley. “I ponder if we are more defined by the container we are in than what we are inside. Would we recognize ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/50440624462</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/50440624462</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 21:25:50 +0100</pubDate><category>paige bradley</category></item><item><title>"For some reason, we see long-term travel to faraway lands as a recurring dream or an exotic..."</title><description>“For some reason, we see long-term travel to faraway lands as a recurring dream or an exotic temptation, but not something that applies to the here and now. Instead — out of our insane duty to fear, fashion, and monthly payments on things we don’t really need — we quarantine our travels to short, frenzied bursts. In this way, as we throw our wealth at an abstract notion called “lifestyle,” travel becomes just another accessory — a smooth-edged, encapsulated experience that we purchase the same way we buy clothing and furniture.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Rolf Potts’ Vagabonding (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://symphonyofthecosmos.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;symphonyofthecosmos&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/49077170595</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/49077170595</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Apr 2013 09:30:21 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"If there is no joy, ease, or lightness in what you are doing, it does not necessarily mean that you..."</title><description>“If there is no joy, ease, or lightness in what you are doing, it does not necessarily mean that you need to change &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; you are doing. It may be sufficient to change the &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt;. “How” is always more important than “what.” See if you can give much more attention to the &lt;i&gt;doing&lt;/i&gt; than to the result that you want to achieve through it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Give your fullest attention to whatever the moment presents. This implies that you also completely accept what &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;, because you cannot give your full attention to something and at the same time resist it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As soon as you honor the present moment, all unhappiness and struggle dissolve, and life begins to flow with joy and ease. When you act out of present-moment awareness, whatever you do becomes imbued with a sense of quality, care, and love—even the most simple action.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Eckhart Tolle (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lazyyogi.org/" target="_blank"&gt;lazyyogi&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48624991230</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48624991230</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Apr 2013 19:15:49 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"The one thing you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision...."</title><description>“The one thing you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and dance and build and play and dance and live as only you can. The moment that you feel that just possibly you are walking down the street naked…that’s the moment you may be starting to get it right.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; Neil Gaiman&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48517118760</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48517118760</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Apr 2013 12:48:00 +0100</pubDate><category>neil gaiman</category></item><item><title>"To make the right choices in life, you have to get in touch with your soul. To do this, you need to..."</title><description>“To make the right choices in life, you have to get in touch with your soul. To do this, you need to experience solitude, which most people are afraid of, because in the silence you hear the truth and know the solutions.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Deepak Chopra&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48516819915</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48516819915</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Apr 2013 12:41:01 +0100</pubDate><category>deepak chopra</category></item><item><title>OTISAK</title><description>&lt;a href="http://otisak.tumblr.com/"&gt;OTISAK&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;blockquote class="link_og_blockquote"&gt;Accessories and Jewelry inspired by nature, native americans and tribal fusion dance…&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48375514401</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48375514401</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Apr 2013 20:55:51 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"I don’t really want to become normal, average, standard. I want merely to gain in strength, in the..."</title><description>“I don’t really want to become normal, average, standard. I want merely to gain in strength, in the courage to live out my life more fully, enjoy more, experience more. I want to develop even more original and more unconventional traits”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934 (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://steinrose.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;steinrose&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48285587626</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48285587626</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Apr 2013 17:53:00 +0100</pubDate><category>anais nin</category></item><item><title>"Finding your passion isn’t just about careers and money. It’s about finding your authentic self. The..."</title><description>“Finding your passion isn’t just about careers and money. It’s about finding your authentic self. The one you’ve buried beneath other people’s needs.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kristin Hannah&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Distant Shores&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://freshgypsy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;freshgypsy&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48136393269</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/48136393269</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 20:12:43 +0100</pubDate><category>kristin hannah</category><category>distant shores</category></item><item><title>"If you want to be sad, no one in the world can make you happy. But if you make up your mind to be..."</title><description>“If you want to be sad, no one in the world can make you happy. But if you make up your mind to be happy, no one and nothing on earth can take that happiness from you.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paramahansa Yogananda &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://dirrtyflowerchild.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;dirrtyflowerchild&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/47641674936</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/47641674936</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Apr 2013 21:30:00 +0100</pubDate><category>Paramahansa Yogananda</category></item><item><title>"When you open yourself to the continually changing, impermanent, dynamic nature of your own being..."</title><description>“When you open yourself to the continually changing, impermanent, dynamic nature of your own being and of reality, you increase your capacity to love and care about other people and your capacity to not be afraid. You’re able to keep your eyes open, your heart open, and your mind open. And you notice when you get caught up in prejudice, bias, and aggression. You develop an enthusiasm for no longer watering those negative seeds, from now until the day you die. And, you begin to think of your life as offering endless opportunities to start to do things differently.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Pema Chödrön, Practicing Peace in Times of War (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://samsaranmusing.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;samsaranmusing&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/47638790467</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/47638790467</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Apr 2013 20:51:00 +0100</pubDate><category>Pema Chödrön</category></item><item><title>"Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can..."</title><description>“Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hermann Hesse&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Wandering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/47479554860</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/47479554860</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Apr 2013 21:44:00 +0100</pubDate><category>Hermann Hesse</category></item><item><title>"I want to build my own house, high in the mountains, so high that i’m frequently in and above the..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;I want to build my own house, high in the mountains, so high that i’m frequently in and above the clouds.&lt;br/&gt;
I want to artistically plant different types of trees in my canvas of garden, flowers, fruit and veggies too. &lt;br/&gt;
I want to wake up early every morning to the music of birds, salute the morning sun and swallow the fresh mountain air. &lt;br/&gt;
I want to walk the forest, talk to plants, monkeys, birds, insects and trees. &lt;br/&gt;
I want to bathe in rivers, clouds and dirt.&lt;br/&gt;
I want to draw, sing, dance, read and explore all day - every day. &lt;br/&gt;
I want to escape from the constraints of time and clothes. &lt;br/&gt;
I want my love to be there with me, lost in nature, love and existence.&lt;br/&gt;
I want to grow old with the familiar trees.&lt;br/&gt;
I want my body to wither like the autumn leaves and seep into dirt.&lt;br/&gt;
I want my existence to leave nothing but the vibrations of love and curiosity that will bounce off nature for as long as trees stand. &lt;br/&gt;
I must escape this concrete jungle.&lt;br/&gt;
I want to be free.&lt;br/&gt;
I want to be free.&lt;br/&gt;
I want to be free.&lt;br/&gt;
I want to be free.&lt;br/&gt;
I need to be free. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But how can I escape when there’s so much to change.. &lt;br/&gt;
Do I delve in nature’s beauty while it’s still there, or gamble my love and passion with man’s greed?&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;(via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theworldisonebigballofamazing.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;theworldisonebigballofamazing&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/47475185946</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/47475185946</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Apr 2013 20:47:22 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"Letting go gives us freedom, and freedom is the only condition for happiness. If, in our heart, we..."</title><description>“Letting go gives us freedom, and freedom is the only condition for happiness. If, in our heart, we still cling to anything—anger, anxiety, or possessions—we cannot be free.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Thich Nhat Hanh (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lazyyogi.org/" target="_blank"&gt;lazyyogi&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/46520693657</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/46520693657</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Mar 2013 18:22:45 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>"Le mot réalisme ne veut rien dire.
Dans une certaine mesure tout est réaliste.
Il n’y a pas de..."</title><description>“Le mot réalisme ne veut rien dire.&lt;br/&gt;
Dans une certaine mesure tout est réaliste.&lt;br/&gt;
Il n’y a pas de frontière entre l’imaginaire et le réel.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Federico Fellini&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/46269335119</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/46269335119</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Mar 2013 19:19:29 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>"Grace is wild. Grace unsettles everything. Grace overflows the banks. Grace messes up your hair...."</title><description>“Grace is wild. Grace unsettles everything. Grace overflows the banks. Grace messes up your hair. Grace is not tame.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Doug Wilson&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/46019410531</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/46019410531</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Mar 2013 22:05:02 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>"When you know who you are, you don’t look to the world to tell you. Similarly, you don’t fear other..."</title><description>“When you know who you are, you don’t look to the world to tell you. Similarly, you don’t fear other people since they cannot take anything from you. Your awareness of yourself as you really are is your liberation.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lazyyogi.org/post/41983893518/tonglen-activating-compassion" target="_blank"&gt;The Lazy Yogi&lt;/a&gt;  (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cherpeace.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;cherpeace&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/45932499860</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/45932499860</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Mar 2013 20:18:21 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>"When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in an unhealthy way;..."</title><description>“When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in an unhealthy way; everything becomes a pseudo intellectual question you have no interest in responding whatsoever. This whole process becomes your very skin and it does not merely affect you; it actually defines you. So, you see yourself as a shadowy figure unworthy of developing interest, unworthy of wondering about the world - profoundly unworthy in every sense and deeply absent in your very presence.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Ingmar Bergman (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://alfsaga.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;alfsaga&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/45571957679</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/45571957679</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Mar 2013 08:46:29 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>"I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element. It is my personal approach..."</title><description>“I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element. It is my personal approach that creates the climate. It is my daily mood that makes the weather. I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous. I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration, I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal. In all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis is escalated or de-escalated, and a person is humanized or de-humanized. If we treat people as they are, we make them worse. If we treat people as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capable of becoming.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Johann Wolfgang von Goethe&lt;/strong&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://novemberkind.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;novemberkind&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/45571904826</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/45571904826</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Mar 2013 08:44:46 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>"Millions of people never analyze themselves. Mentally they are mechanical products of the factory of..."</title><description>“Millions of people never analyze themselves. Mentally they are mechanical products of the factory of their environment, preoccupied with breakfast, lunch, and dinner, working and sleeping, and going here and there to be entertained. They don’t know what or why they are seeking, nor why they never realize complete happiness and lasting satisfaction. By evading self-analysis, people go on being robots, conditioned by their environment. True self-analysis is the greatest art of progress.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Paramahansa Yogananda (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cosmofilius.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;cosmofilius&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/45355254771</link><guid>http://mayoka.tumblr.com/post/45355254771</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Mar 2013 18:17:45 +0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
