<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518</id><updated>2011-11-27T21:50:35.712-08:00</updated><category term='world formation'/><category term='saying goodbye'/><category term='women right'/><category term='workshops'/><category term='personal'/><category term='photography'/><category term='books'/><category term='exhibition'/><category term='personal work'/><category term='weekly'/><category term='design'/><category term='illustrations'/><category term='painitngs'/><category term='architecture'/><category term='review'/><category term='blbaling'/><category term='replies'/><title type='text'>COLLECTIVE TAMAYO</title><subtitle type='html'>collecting textured images</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-1919387084947478571</id><published>2011-11-27T21:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T21:50:35.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.warmgunmedia.net/media/editorial/airplane_chicago.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darya-tarawneh.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://darya-tarawneh.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-1919387084947478571?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://darya-tarawneh.blogspot.com/' title='moving!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/1919387084947478571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/11/moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1919387084947478571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1919387084947478571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/11/moving.html' title='moving!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-2599213315339163596</id><published>2011-08-08T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:02:00.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saying goodbye'/><title type='text'>Ramble 1;</title><content type='html'>This chapter of my life is called having a crazy flight! Blogging from Korea on the way to my new home! Already spent 12 hours flying, 8hours in transit and still I am half the way through! Looking from thewindiw waiting for my turn to get to the bathroom and then have breakfast at 1:00 ! I know I am just rambling nonsense but I will appreciate documenting this one day! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-2599213315339163596?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/2599213315339163596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramble-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2599213315339163596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2599213315339163596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramble-1.html' title='Ramble 1;'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-2275675694505873935</id><published>2011-08-01T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T00:43:10.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of Ramadan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Respecting religion,respecting culture, context and society are things&amp;nbsp;involved&amp;nbsp;in mu day to day job in the development field and things i have learnt through the years but now what about my my thoughts and believes to be respected in return?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So this is the first day of Ramadan and the first day of August! with only four days left for me in the office.... coming today i was drinking coffee in my car while coming to the office. With the glass hidden in the car and me trying to hide the fact that i am inserting something in my mouth i&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;help but laugh at the contradictions in my society. Where people call for freedom ! Where&amp;nbsp;slogans&amp;nbsp;of well structured&amp;nbsp;and democracy fill the streets! here i am hiding my&amp;nbsp;nonreligious&amp;nbsp;believes for the mere reason of not going to jail. Not fasting is something the&amp;nbsp;Jordanian&amp;nbsp;society does not&amp;nbsp;accept. Not fasting is a&amp;nbsp;felony. For not fasting one will spend the whole month in jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;while driving to the office today i could not help but feel that &amp;nbsp;//////&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;NOT fasting = PUBLIC nudity! ///////////&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-2275675694505873935?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/2275675694505873935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-ramadan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2275675694505873935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2275675694505873935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-ramadan.html' title='first day of Ramadan!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-846020398535647884</id><published>2011-07-21T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T04:23:35.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saying goodbye'/><title type='text'>I had my first 5 newzilish dollars today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BkRy8-PuPuk/Ti_02opqGUI/AAAAAAAAAXg/-AigAAMlL0A/s1600/IMG_0321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BkRy8-PuPuk/Ti_02opqGUI/AAAAAAAAAXg/-AigAAMlL0A/s320/IMG_0321.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fact of the day; newzelish &lt;b&gt;currency&lt;/b&gt; cannot be torn. The face Mr. Howard something whom I never heard of or seen before fills the paper with a stupid&amp;nbsp;British&amp;nbsp;smile. As &lt;b&gt;ignorant&lt;/b&gt; as it seemed but this distant very far country has nothing in relation to us except the only reliable source of sheep meat that my mother used to buy when we were young &lt;i&gt;“ sheep in newzeland eat grass, sheep in Jordan eat plastic bags!”&lt;/i&gt; in a way she made sense for a 10 year old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I never knew that such a step will come uninvited, sudden and &lt;b&gt;impulsive&lt;/b&gt; still we are welcoming it with open arms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So going back to the currency at hand; holding it at such a time and being handed from this certain person at this exact moment had the effect of the wakening morning coffee once it hits the brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Friendship is just an unpredictable factor in people’s lives; it can be &lt;b&gt;augmented&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;patronized&lt;/b&gt; or even &lt;b&gt;criticized&lt;/b&gt; but it is never static and never reasoned. . The fact that people’s relations are &lt;b&gt;over rated&lt;/b&gt; had always haunted me until the point where all my relations on the margin of &lt;b&gt;collapsing&lt;/b&gt;. All the things that are still not &lt;b&gt;finished&lt;/b&gt;, conversations that still to be &lt;b&gt;continued&lt;/b&gt;, colors and brushes to be bought and all the canvases that still to be filled with colors will always be on hold until further notice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is the first goodbye and I reckon that what will come next will not be easy. I will have to be always thankful for having a partner who shared an addiction to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; red askimos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I got to admit having those 5 dollars in my pocket is quite exciting. I will be missing you my friend. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-846020398535647884?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/846020398535647884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-had-my-first-5-newzilish-dollars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/846020398535647884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/846020398535647884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-had-my-first-5-newzilish-dollars.html' title='I had my first 5 newzilish dollars today!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BkRy8-PuPuk/Ti_02opqGUI/AAAAAAAAAXg/-AigAAMlL0A/s72-c/IMG_0321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-7412875989771397032</id><published>2011-07-17T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T04:28:06.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saying goodbye'/><title type='text'>selling</title><content type='html'>So... it is&amp;nbsp;official! the lis is online and we will start selling our furniture along with our memories. The first big step.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes promised that they wont tear when they see the house empty. I hope they will keep their promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-7412875989771397032?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/7412875989771397032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/07/selling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7412875989771397032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7412875989771397032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/07/selling.html' title='selling'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-640554281262146417</id><published>2011-07-17T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T04:25:57.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saying goodbye'/><title type='text'>Deadlines</title><content type='html'>Deadlines of things i wanted to do and things i wanted to finish for months started piling up. Like a student who leaves his homework unresolved until the dawn of the exam to start studying. As if i was back to collage and my submission is late due to my constant elaborate&amp;nbsp;procrastination.Why do i keep doing this and why do i take time for granted is a&amp;nbsp;question&amp;nbsp; i need to ask myself repeatedly. Dates lined up like wild fierce numbers falling from the sky. Unfinished&amp;nbsp;paintings, unedited photographs, un-photographed images in my head, unfinished books, &amp;nbsp;un-digested information and unbounded relations pile and pile and pile&amp;nbsp;until&amp;nbsp;they become a big mountain of screams and&amp;nbsp;insecurities&amp;nbsp;that i am afraid i will carry with me as a baggage of regret. Not allowing to move on or to set&amp;nbsp;priorities&amp;nbsp;in this very tight&amp;nbsp;scheduled&amp;nbsp;of numbers that were done and undone. They pile up above my knee to reach my thighs, cover my hands, reach to my neck, my mouth, my eyes, my head..&amp;nbsp;Until&amp;nbsp;i suddenly breath!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-640554281262146417?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/640554281262146417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/07/deadlines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/640554281262146417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/640554281262146417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/07/deadlines.html' title='Deadlines'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-2186037810946332226</id><published>2011-07-12T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T04:10:32.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saying goodbye'/><title type='text'>Approved!!</title><content type='html'>12th of july! Approved. Our application to enter a new life was approved. For &amp;nbsp;me personally it was if a &amp;nbsp;jailer sitting on a cloud&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;has stamped my application with his verdict! APPROVED! still can not comprehend the idea in my head and the digestion of this sentence is quite hard &amp;nbsp;at the moment. Can not hide the sigh of relief and can not hide the&amp;nbsp;fear and&amp;nbsp;excitement. Too many feelings that contradicts itself and tearing me apart from inside.&lt;br /&gt;This date will mark the start of a&amp;nbsp;new life, in a new place with new people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-2186037810946332226?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/2186037810946332226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/07/approved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2186037810946332226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2186037810946332226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/07/approved.html' title='Approved!!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4982939211428920718</id><published>2011-06-07T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T08:51:02.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQUrxkvpfYE/Te5H3vcJY3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/yN3GtA-VZ0k/s1600/freddie.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQUrxkvpfYE/Te5H3vcJY3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/yN3GtA-VZ0k/s320/freddie.JPG" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4982939211428920718?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4982939211428920718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4982939211428920718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4982939211428920718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQUrxkvpfYE/Te5H3vcJY3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/yN3GtA-VZ0k/s72-c/freddie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-8221102637955488956</id><published>2011-05-05T04:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T04:44:35.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>design in the development field!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEuH3JkC1_s/TcKNNdkIkZI/AAAAAAAAAXU/EhnvAPM4V3Q/s1600/Capture.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="580" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEuH3JkC1_s/TcKNNdkIkZI/AAAAAAAAAXU/EhnvAPM4V3Q/s640/Capture.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-8221102637955488956?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/8221102637955488956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/05/design-in-development-field.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8221102637955488956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8221102637955488956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/05/design-in-development-field.html' title='design in the development field!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEuH3JkC1_s/TcKNNdkIkZI/AAAAAAAAAXU/EhnvAPM4V3Q/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4542992488741501148</id><published>2011-04-24T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T05:27:03.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><title type='text'>The more things change the more they stay the same!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="color: #222222; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 22px/normal Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.75em; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dated 2011!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;decided to reread some of the old posts that i once&amp;nbsp;wrote&amp;nbsp;back in the days and i realized that the only constant thing in me is change though the more things change the more they stay the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was wondering when did my&amp;nbsp;indifference&amp;nbsp;towards human relationships hit rick&amp;nbsp;bottom&amp;nbsp;and i think i have a date now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;differences&amp;nbsp;is i used to like Arial before now i am&amp;nbsp;obsessed&amp;nbsp;with Halevtica!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 22px/normal Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.75em; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Dated in 2005 and 2006…. Woooo two years has passed.. two years might actually change you… not really but it might change some minor things in you… something that would be undesired and unwanted some things that we hate .. or simply others hate.. looking back at some pictures that are dated in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2005 I realized that have even changed my own skin.. two different people that don’t belong to each other. Two different souls that in the real would have never met…in the picture two people who are hugging me and we seem really happy.. hmm I wonder…. two people that right now I would not call friends… that was so weird …it is so hard to believe that my best friend and my sister will vanish from my life and all that happened in only one year.. it is like being able to build a whole building out of scratch… after removing the older version its is so hard to believe..… and the hardest of all realizing how easy it would be.. more easy that what our limited small imaginations has given us.. a whole package I changed…a totally different person I ought to be.. new life.. new friends and new freaking environment… to be honest am sitting in a place that I never even dreamt of having that is so beyond of my capability of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;dreaming… strange strength that comes out of me.. a heart that once was beating now had turned into a stone.. like having no feelings at all.. only running and jumping towards my ultimate skyscraper.. building that high thrown for my self on the last floor.. and looking at people.. we were joking about me and him being Mr. and Mrs. gods. If only he knew how real was that. I am really the goddess of my universe and in my universe every one is my servant. My old friends that once were my soul mates that Ii never imagined I will live without.. .. now on the honor of my new thrown and on the name of my new kingdom I decide to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;celebrate .. celebrate that new and mean and sick psycho me… I celebrate the new implanted stone/heart I bought myself. I went to the flee market and I decided to indulge my self by buying a new skin to suite with the new stone/heart…. To suite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the new goddess..&lt;/span&gt;I decided to change my life again&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.6; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4542992488741501148?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4542992488741501148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-things-change-more-they-stay-same.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4542992488741501148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4542992488741501148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-things-change-more-they-stay-same.html' title='The more things change the more they stay the same!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-50193604307325766</id><published>2011-04-24T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T04:54:45.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>Paint Map- introducing the fence project</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Paint Map is a project that combines Art,people, geology and maps. It is a based website that shows the multiple mediums of urban representation for the&amp;nbsp;contextual&amp;nbsp;areas around&amp;nbsp;artist. How their vision of their&amp;nbsp;surrounding&amp;nbsp;is reflected on their canvases.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;project&amp;nbsp;that started in 2008 shows a&amp;nbsp;similar&amp;nbsp;version to the&amp;nbsp;Google&amp;nbsp;maps but instead of regular pictures that people add they are adding paintings that show the area and the exact place where the painting was done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUnFJ7lqlYM/TbP9Rtq_gUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7GK1RyQATag/s1600/paintmap.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUnFJ7lqlYM/TbP9Rtq_gUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7GK1RyQATag/s400/paintmap.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4-1SGl5b2a4/TbP9WM97IVI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aZTttjNGSTs/s1600/paintmap2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4-1SGl5b2a4/TbP9WM97IVI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aZTttjNGSTs/s400/paintmap2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzJWioNfvHs/TbP9ZWY2QcI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LbuN3WAl1Y0/s1600/paintmap3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzJWioNfvHs/TbP9ZWY2QcI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LbuN3WAl1Y0/s400/paintmap3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was so thrilled to see this project as it would a great&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;to play with my Fence series, which are photos i have taken for&amp;nbsp;fences&amp;nbsp;through my travels.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fences represent semi&amp;nbsp;boundaries&amp;nbsp;rather physical than visual. They allow the&amp;nbsp;extension&amp;nbsp;of sight towards an unreachable place and allow the imagination to create actions and play within this place. They define an area that is allowed to be&amp;nbsp;truss passed and manipulated only with a&amp;nbsp;significant&amp;nbsp;amount of effort.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-50193604307325766?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/50193604307325766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/04/paint-map-introducing-fence-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/50193604307325766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/50193604307325766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/04/paint-map-introducing-fence-project.html' title='Paint Map- introducing the fence project'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUnFJ7lqlYM/TbP9Rtq_gUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7GK1RyQATag/s72-c/paintmap.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5620866900130681682</id><published>2011-04-20T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T06:55:19.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women right'/><title type='text'>Remembering Barbie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;OMG she is alive!&amp;nbsp;Barbie&amp;nbsp;is not just a doll! she has a soul!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/multimedia/archive/01362/barbie-australia_1362661i.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="411" src="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/multimedia/archive/01362/barbie-australia_1362661i.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Australian model Erika Heynatz touches a 2.1 metre high Barbie doll chocolate mud&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;cake to celebrate the 50th anniversary of the world's most popular doll. &lt;br /&gt;The 1,200kg cake covered in gold icing, silk and 2,000 Swarovski crystals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;americanized&amp;nbsp;and well marketed version of the german &amp;nbsp;Bild lili doll that was also built on a comic strip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Barbie was fist exhibited in the First International Toy Fair in &amp;nbsp;9th of March 1959. This date is&amp;nbsp;considered&amp;nbsp;the birth of Barbie.The idea for the doll came when&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mrs Ruth Huddler watched her&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;play with paper dolls and suggested the idea to her husband who was the owner for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Mattel, Inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;at the time. The idea was not appealing to the husband but after a visit to Germany and upon seeing the Bid lili German toy &amp;nbsp;the story began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://barbielistholland.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/a1n01blondedoll.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1pgShsIn0WqisI5fc-CTZWlO0ufJ78TyAj8p0HXieApXwWqQ4Mt-d4diThFKCGwFRwefWuqaXvn1E" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #666666; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1pgShsIn0WqisI5fc-CTZWlO0ufJ78TyAj8p0HXieApXwWqQ4Mt-d4diThFKCGwFRwefWuqaXvn1E" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #666666; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;During those years Barbie was marketed as th image for the perfect woman and created a cult of troubled teenagers who thrived to look liker her.&amp;nbsp;the thin, tall, blue eyed and blond image is the new&amp;nbsp;standard&amp;nbsp;of beauty resulting in&amp;nbsp;anorexic&amp;nbsp;and bulimic troubled girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #666666; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: both; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1pgShsIn0WqisI5fc-CTZWlO0ufJ78TyAj8p0HXieApXwWqQ4Mt-d4diThFKCGwFRwefWuqaXvn1E" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #666666; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;buying my first Barbie, &amp;nbsp;long hair blonde&amp;nbsp;and wearing a swimming suites. At that time those dolls were expensive and they were hard to find - i am not that old but come on it was hard to find anything in the Jordan. We used to compare&amp;nbsp;original&amp;nbsp;ones and fake one by looking at their arms. Straight arms&amp;nbsp;meant&amp;nbsp;that it was not while bended arms were the sign of originality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #666666; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #666666; display: inline !important; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1pgShsIn0WqisI5fc-CTZWlO0ufJ78TyAj8p0HXieApXwWqQ4Mt-d4diThFKCGwFRwefWuqaXvn1E" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;I used to sue clothes that i cant wear for them and try to imagine how&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;lives would be, a princess on a deserted island or a rock star with fans all over her. It represented a life i would never have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shoezodiac.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/barbie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.shoezodiac.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/barbie.jpg" width="562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #666666; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #666666; display: inline !important; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #666666; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;But the older i became i realized what this doll has been marketed to do. Barbie was highly&amp;nbsp;marketed&amp;nbsp;to follow the trends and the cultures of different areas. It became a pop icon in no time not only for the&amp;nbsp;western&amp;nbsp;world but it created a must purchase object on an international scale. The thing here it was never an&amp;nbsp;original&amp;nbsp;product. It was a doll that infiltrated pop culture and manifested itself in different places, the Pilot Barbie, the hot star Barbie, the hippie Barbie, the&amp;nbsp;astronaut&amp;nbsp;Barbie and down to Sarah Palin Bar&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;bie!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nailinpalin.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/palin-barbie.jpg?w=500" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://nailinpalin.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/palin-barbie.jpg?w=500" width="593" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In 1992 a new talking Barbie was published with more than 270 phrases such as; I want to go shopping, i want to eat Pizza and math class is tough! promoting an&amp;nbsp;unrealistic&amp;nbsp;image of women,&amp;nbsp;concentration&amp;nbsp;on clothes and&amp;nbsp;pretty&amp;nbsp;blonde hair accompanied by those phrases had made Barbie the ultimate image that presents the proverb- be&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;and shut up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The birth of the &amp;nbsp;dolls on the 9th of March which&amp;nbsp;is also Women's day is a little bit ironic. The image for the modernized&amp;nbsp;strong&amp;nbsp;women that is celebrated&amp;nbsp;internationally&amp;nbsp;has to share that celebration with Ms Barbie who reflects the image of the&amp;nbsp;stupid, foolish woman or at least this is the vision of Barbie now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Every thing comes to an end and so the beloved hot Barbie image. Pop culture is standing against this figure that it once created. artists and activists are finding ways to&amp;nbsp;diminished&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;essence&amp;nbsp;and break the taboos that are&amp;nbsp;revolving&amp;nbsp;around her. Showing this piece as a regular bloated woman who eats, drinks, kills or even farts and i dont mean butterflies farts!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Right now as a result teenagers are looking at more hip and modern images to follow such as Bratz or other entertainment electronic devices leaving the company to break on the edge. Mettle.Inc are trying to boost the popularity of this ending glory for&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;beloved doll on her 50th birthday but&amp;nbsp;sadly&amp;nbsp;the cake and the fashion &amp;nbsp;show did not give the intended results!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.piercemattie.com/beautydivision/body_shop_fat_barbie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.piercemattie.com/beautydivision/body_shop_fat_barbie.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://declubz.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/fat-barbie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bollyhoodbarbie.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/funny-pictures-anorexic-barbie-pe7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://bollyhoodbarbie.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/funny-pictures-anorexic-barbie-pe7.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://declubz.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/fat-barbie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="481" src="http://declubz.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/fat-barbie.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 434px;" src="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_18.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 376px;" src="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_18.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 376px;" src="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_16.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; font-family: sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;David Phillip Vetter&lt;/b&gt; (September 21, 1971 – February 22, 1984) was a boy from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shenandoah,_Texas" title="Shenandoah, Texas" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Shenandoah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Texas" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;United States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who suffered from a rare genetic disease now known as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Severe_combined_immunodeficiency" title="Severe combined immunodeficiency" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;severe combined immune deficiency syndrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (SCID). Forced to live in a sterile environment, he became popular with the media as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;the boy in the plastic bubble&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;The boy later becomes the inspiration for many movies and was mentioned n movies and series as an exotic distinguished figure and expectational a superb gamer or extra ordinary loner.Never the less the idea of the poor guy sitting in the small bubble i suppose not understanding how the world around him can be disturbing exquisitely harsh and banal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_09.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 376px;" src="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_09.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 376px;" src="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_15.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_06.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 376px;" src="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_03.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 476px;" src="http://acidcow.com/pics/20100623/david_vetter_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: verdana; line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;SCID is a congenital disorder that causes immune deficiency because the B-lymphocytes and T-lymphocytes in the adaptive immune system are not working. These lymphocytes are usually born in the bone marrow and exist in the body in lymph nodes, where they are essential for fighting bacteria and viruses. The diagnosis SCID is confirmed when babies are around 6 months old, because at that time the antibodies they’ve received from their mothers in fetal life are beginning to go away. By the age of 6 months, these babies are beginning to have lots of weird infections that healthy individuals normally don’t have, such as some specific cancers and infections caused by bacteria in our normal flora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-7489221001666688022?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/7489221001666688022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/04/boy-in-bubble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7489221001666688022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7489221001666688022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/04/boy-in-bubble.html' title='The boy in the bubble'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-3185426740433731473</id><published>2011-03-21T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T07:34:02.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><title type='text'>Facebook. The new monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;It is very hard to imagine that Facebook started in 2003 and went public in 2006. In less than 10 years Facebook which was a small project became a multi billion dollar business. The key to the success of this new young company is the huge data base that it stands on. Over 80 million user are subscribed to this network with more than 550000 active application for people to use.For me this is becoming scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Not only facebook is becoming an important factor in people's lives but it is starting to shift it and change it. It drastically changes its appearance and way of interaction and no can reject or object to this dictatorship regime! ( I wonder if after 20 years people will revolt against facebook and will find its place next to Mubarak, Zain alabeden and Gathafi!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In addition, one's security is bein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;g endangered by Facebook. How m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;any of you read the contract that agreed upon when you signed into facebook? i reckon no one! The rules clearly says that your information and anything you post on facebook dosenot belong to you and it belong to the other party. This means that if you post a picture and you remove it facebook still has the copy right f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;or it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If you wish to post a comment unanimously, serf the web without being recognized, then forget about it! the concept of unanimity is fading out. Websites previously asked for a sign up before entering or downloading any information now they do not have to.They can access your information through connecting to facebook! The access your account and they ask you to allow them to post on your wall and change your status! Check out slide share and Groovshake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The hardest part to understand is the directed consumer ship factor. If you are annoyed by the google Ads that come up according to your interest well then you will hate this. Soon enough Ads will be directed specially for you according to the information that you have provided, websites that you surfed and the blogs you comment on. So, if you like porn then be careful. Porn ads will be pouring at you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Be afraid!! Be very afraid!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkyBMQOJwV0/TYde32rbkfI/AAAAAAAAAXA/lDgmOpdjyCw/s320/facebook2%2521.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586538176439882226" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdtiGAT_IFA/TYde3q6YrgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/BaRLNHzDLPk/s320/facebook.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586538173281381890" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-3185426740433731473?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/3185426740433731473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/03/facebook-new-monster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/3185426740433731473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/3185426740433731473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/03/facebook-new-monster.html' title='Facebook. The new monster'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkyBMQOJwV0/TYde32rbkfI/AAAAAAAAAXA/lDgmOpdjyCw/s72-c/facebook2%2521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-6261734751033115566</id><published>2011-03-12T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:20:23.881-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>What if life was a big bubble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abGRa1b0BJc/SlFbsBT-FnI/AAAAAAAATFM/5buQvFMfUNw/s1600/soap-bubbles-02.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 390px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abGRa1b0BJc/SlFbr1YMgUI/AAAAAAAATFE/TtnklwOoJNs/s1600/3673992165_27a8eb7197.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abGRa1b0BJc/SlFbrjTOvXI/AAAAAAAATE8/uSxLMTcmOEw/s1600/3627583851_2691e94c59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abGRa1b0BJc/SlFbrjTOvXI/AAAAAAAATE8/uSxLMTcmOEw/s1600/3627583851_2691e94c59.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abGRa1b0BJc/SlFbsbA0UQI/AAAAAAAATFU/WhVEb82yxjA/s1600/soap-bubbles-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abGRa1b0BJc/SlFbsbA0UQI/AAAAAAAATFU/WhVEb82yxjA/s1600/soap-bubbles-08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-6261734751033115566?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/6261734751033115566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-if-life-was-big-bubble.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6261734751033115566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6261734751033115566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-if-life-was-big-bubble.html' title='What if life was a big bubble!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abGRa1b0BJc/SlFbsBT-FnI/AAAAAAAATFM/5buQvFMfUNw/s72-c/soap-bubbles-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-644376560703285653</id><published>2011-03-11T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T10:58:22.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>self resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(84, 141, 212); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If an allegory can be used to describe the way my life has been, I would choose that of the metamorphosis of a chrysalis into a butterfly—the achievement of maturity through a difficult process of hard struggles. My struggle when I grew up came from my desire to become everything and everyone at once. I wanted to be the medical doctor, the dancer, the artist, the player, the musician, the ballerina and every single occupation I had in mind. Every day proved that this is not applicable and this cannot possibly be- in this life at least. &lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(84, 141, 212); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Since my early age my mom discovered that I had a clear passion for paper, colors and crayons. She thought this can be a starting point in my career as an artist hence she enrolled me in an art school to get my first Art diploma, I was only 17 at the time. This was the first step that I remember that helped shaping my life and gave a definite direction to where I want to be in the future and who I want to become. This has affected every decision that I have made in my life afterwards. &lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#548DD4"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 141, 212); font-family: verdana; "&gt;Choosing a subject to study in collage was easy for me. I had the choice of going to Design school or architectural school based on my previous expertise in this zone but due to the fact that my both parents were medical doctors I had to chose the second one because it went under engineering section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(84, 141, 212); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(84, 141, 212); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today, as an Ex-architect who ventured in the fields of design, Art, Film making, shoe design, urban planning, photography, product design, magazine writing, and children illustration I have ended up in the design and media for development field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(84, 141, 212); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The journey was all confusing and vague from the start till now and though the decisions were dependant on external factors and opportunities that came along the way, I now know where I belong and where I will focus all my efforts on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#548DD4"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(84, 141, 212); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Getting involved in the development field gave me the chance to intertwine all the issues that I have studied and ventured in, teach them, experiment with them and turn them into ways for conflict resolution and developments tools. During my work I have witnessed with those means have changed underprivileged lost youth who failed in the academic field to express their ideas, their emotions and build up a career out of Art, photography, film making or any related mean. The impact took a long time but the results were definite and concrete. For me to see this change is the ultimate and most satisfying feeling of self worth that drives me to continue and give me strength and power to be able to affect people’s life hence affecting their future. &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-644376560703285653?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/644376560703285653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/03/self-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/644376560703285653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/644376560703285653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2011/03/self-resolution.html' title='self resolution'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-3107523187325712932</id><published>2010-12-10T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:22:43.757-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workshops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>AA  Domisticity part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cda6ae5cd56c19b2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcda6ae5cd56c19b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330073827%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B535A1BA83DD28EE63A10074CFD7BA5CB91D5A8.35B2B7275594317402D238CBA3FA1F9B8EBCBCC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcda6ae5cd56c19b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DquYJ_8kb2JLxbED7i_DWKNlLQOk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcda6ae5cd56c19b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330073827%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B535A1BA83DD28EE63A10074CFD7BA5CB91D5A8.35B2B7275594317402D238CBA3FA1F9B8EBCBCC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcda6ae5cd56c19b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DquYJ_8kb2JLxbED7i_DWKNlLQOk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Domicticity film was the outcome of the summer course workshop in the AA in 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;an imaginative reality that lies on the margin of dystopia. the work was done by 15 students who barely knew each other but managed to find a way to communicate and share ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; An extreme imaginative  scenario occurs as a result of the continual operation of a city's legislation that initially had aimed to protect its urban environment yet in actual fact ends up producing a completely different type of urban environment and co-habitation. As a speculation it is relevant and also the individual local strategies that are proposed (ways of producing food) are imaginative but also practical. The inhabitants actually have a certain level of pragmatism, collectivism and cooperation that paints a very particular view of the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-3107523187325712932?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cda6ae5cd56c19b2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/3107523187325712932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-6348578402923728164</id><published>2010-12-10T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:39:47.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workshops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>AA  Domisticity part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f73c5ab9c60058de" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-6431725910154365336</id><published>2010-12-10T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T10:33:24.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workshops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women right'/><title type='text'>visualizing women's rights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TQJx-jhx64I/AAAAAAAAAVo/VYjMaQMDMEc/s1600/vwr_our_picks.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TQJx-jhx64I/AAAAAAAAAVo/VYjMaQMDMEc/s400/vwr_our_picks.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549123010376625026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I wonder why women rights activists, feminists lack feminity themselves! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Spending 4 days it the middle of the desert trying to learn the tactics of visualizing women’s rights with a group of feminists was an eye opener to the stereotypes in the female’s world. Besides learning the tactics and the useful tools to defends humans rights and advocacy campaigns I realized that this is a great chance to observe people’s behavior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Feminists hate to polish their nails and they take no extra care of their skin or wax their legs. Personally I found this a bit obscene as being a female and calling for gender equality doesn’t actually mean a woman = a man! Not in the literal term at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Feminists would do anything not to be associated with a man. Situations raged from the lack of self indulgent in an emotional relation to the opposite kind to the lack of emotional urge to be noticed by the other part and yet substitute it with love from the same gender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The overall experience was overwhelming an revealing to some extent. A new gender of people was revealed that I might not approve today but willingly defend tomorrow. For now I think it is still undetermined.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-6431725910154365336?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://visualrights.tacticaltech.org/' title='visualizing women&apos;s rights'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/6431725910154365336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/12/visualizing-womens-rights.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6431725910154365336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6431725910154365336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/12/visualizing-womens-rights.html' title='visualizing women&apos;s rights'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TQJx-jhx64I/AAAAAAAAAVo/VYjMaQMDMEc/s72-c/vwr_our_picks.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5317896788902091599</id><published>2010-11-29T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:31:12.215-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so what should you tell someone after a long long period of absence!! ammm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HELLO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-5317896788902091599?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/5317896788902091599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-what-should-you-tell-someone-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5317896788902091599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5317896788902091599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-what-should-you-tell-someone-after.html' title=''/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-466691211457939882</id><published>2010-08-30T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T02:16:25.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And so on the count down begins..... and thing becoming freaky. Change is not always inviting in this case it needs many preparations and requires more work.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Counting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;18 &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;waiting for the contract, waiting for visa, grandma is here, waiting for cards,going to hotel to finish reservations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.17: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Hotel checked, problem accrued need to look for a couch. design for the pool.final schedule for the vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;16&lt;/span&gt;:hand flowers.. check white couch, check guest book, work for hussein !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;15... SOMEONE HITS MY CAR! as if i needed this now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cards are here.. they look amazing. the hardest point in any trip is the middle point. you either go forward or just quit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;13: got the gold from the gold guy looks good, got the posters, the flower bouquets is set. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wedding wish list set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;12: Sometimes life just leads the way and change is the best thing  a human being can do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fixed the cards and ready to be delivered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;,posters waiting to be hanged , a break! for the first time in a month we dine out!Pekin is really good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-466691211457939882?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/466691211457939882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-so-on-count-down-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/466691211457939882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/466691211457939882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-so-on-count-down-begins.html' title=''/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-3215553680178591316</id><published>2010-08-18T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T02:21:32.713-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Choke Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TRhmbR12vAI/AAAAAAAAAV0/G0gZjE7wUIs/s1600/n55285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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 &lt;/span&gt;part nf a bigger plan, self destruction and unrelated events that dosen not lead to one practically theme to end with a happily ever after cherry on the top story.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The book was recommended by someone who I respect greatly and found the need to understand his crazy obsession about the writer. Reviewing this book I can say it is everything a story can be merging all plots and unrelated dramatic events to serve the propose of cynical and extreme wittiness. Hatred and detachment of reality for the sake of wasting time and acknowledged persona to be taken as a hardcore matcho man. (yes angriness and hatred might be a little bit sexy and attractive but!!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-3215553680178591316?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/3215553680178591316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/08/choke-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/3215553680178591316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/3215553680178591316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/08/choke-review.html' title='Choke Review'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TRhmbR12vAI/AAAAAAAAAV0/G0gZjE7wUIs/s72-c/n55285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5798544014803746443</id><published>2010-08-18T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T04:15:03.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>one month to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TGvAdHabZzI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XcZPNTxs3IY/s1600/platinum-gold-wedding-ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TGvAdHabZzI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XcZPNTxs3IY/s400/platinum-gold-wedding-ring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506706575829198642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Status, clothes, house, furniture, life, Passport, martial status even work place and title and at some extent career ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;change is always inviting to other changes.. and whatever that stays constant in that loops will always be objectified and obtained as one extracted element that will always ache until it falls in the change cycle. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Here i am  after months and years of locating and relocating standing at the beginning of the road:not a crossroad because decisions have been made.Nothing is left now except to wait and welcome what ever is going to come with open arms. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;One more month to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-5798544014803746443?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/5798544014803746443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-month-to-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5798544014803746443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5798544014803746443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-month-to-go.html' title='one month to go'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TGvAdHabZzI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XcZPNTxs3IY/s72-c/platinum-gold-wedding-ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-9083864380687483892</id><published>2010-07-26T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T04:57:29.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><title type='text'>Man in my office</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so here is  thought, in work place at 3:00 daily the office boy comes and takes the  garbage from each office. the thing is that am always sweet with those men and i take my own garbage out in order to save the embarrassment for them and just treat them like human beings, with Respect. Every day this man takes my things and he never answers me back when i tell him thank you or god bless you. today the sercet was revealed.(sound of drums beating very very fast)  am not a decent woman for him to answer.he answers my collegue &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;(who is vailed)&lt;/span&gt; with yes ya a5te&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;(yes my sister)&lt;/span&gt; and please and thank you ya a5te! but he never answered me though she is a bit mean to him. !AAHHHHHH! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;(with mouth wide open and hand closing the mouth revealing a deep voice that reflects a big shock)&lt;/span&gt;! yes, apparently this man considers me not of his standards to answer me or i will be the reason he goes to HELL! LIKE i want to go to heaven with this type of men! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;AGAIN HUMANITY FAILS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-9083864380687483892?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/9083864380687483892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/07/man-in-my-office.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/9083864380687483892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/9083864380687483892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/07/man-in-my-office.html' title='Man in my office'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-8250714849230363071</id><published>2010-07-04T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T06:10:44.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TDB8abrTa6I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Vkt7CpN9fLQ/s1600/37008_415582554704_95396929704_4364957_392003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TDB8abrTa6I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Vkt7CpN9fLQ/s400/37008_415582554704_95396929704_4364957_392003_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490024739312462754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AND we did it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finally after  a whole week of anticipation and waiting, and a long day for running in the streets asking strangers to vote for us we DID IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my baby sister who never won anything and never been anywhere is going to South Africa to watch the final game! yes the final game:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you ever go into a compition and  you need as many people as u can gather to vote for you here is the recipe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. first couple of days ask your friends and relatives to vote and ask them to share it on thier profiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. look for groups and paste it on the walls of the group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. in 2 did not get you vote MAKE FAKE ACCOUNT(or you will be blocked by facebook) and send to all the members of the group private messages(yes SPAM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Send to the admins of the groups to make you an admin so u can send those people with high privacy accounts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. hunt people on the chat and make them vote on the spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. send private messages to all yours friends who have not voted yet. if all of them did take ur best friends email and send to all his friends to vote. ask other people to do that to make sure you get the most out of the votes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. if all ways fail and still there is a huge gap between you and the guy you can make three teams and go to the streets and ask strangers to vote(or in our case run after strangers to listen to you and vote).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WE DID IT MY BABY SISTER IS GOING TO SOUTH AFRICA.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-8250714849230363071?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/8250714849230363071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-we-did-it-finally-after-whole-week.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8250714849230363071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8250714849230363071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-we-did-it-finally-after-whole-week.html' title=''/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TDB8abrTa6I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Vkt7CpN9fLQ/s72-c/37008_415582554704_95396929704_4364957_392003_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4606869557563149687</id><published>2010-06-24T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T06:23:38.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>sailor  man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TCNfotagN_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/kIUxELzsdKQ/s1600/old+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 550px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TCNfotagN_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/kIUxELzsdKQ/s400/old+man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486333924057561074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4606869557563149687?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4606869557563149687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/sailor-man.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4606869557563149687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4606869557563149687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/sailor-man.html' title='sailor  man'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TCNfotagN_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/kIUxELzsdKQ/s72-c/old+man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-3200605618656703764</id><published>2010-06-21T06:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T06:46:43.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life and death is overrated matter and in fact it is more of a selfish matter that concerns the human's inability of being alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have not seen in my grandpa my whole life, am not sure if he knows I do exist in a matter a fact is not sure he cares or he cared. And yesterday he dies and I have no slightest feeling or the will to tell anyone about it. Blood related obligation is supposed to be the strongest bond that abides people to each other many proverbs were based on this conception as to stress the importance of family relation and here I am finding this to be the ultimate misconception humans have ever made! Relations are only who is around you or who you have spent time with. It is more related to memories and even memories are erased by time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I always wondered how is like to have a dominant male in the family, male presence was kept to the minimal when I was growing up, finding out that I had a grandpa was pretty exciting but finding now that he is not there anymore is a bit (normal!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-3200605618656703764?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/3200605618656703764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/3200605618656703764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/3200605618656703764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-7222025731534277896</id><published>2010-06-17T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T06:24:49.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painitngs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>a gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TBo3r84sV9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/49IoMB0MHdg/s1600/n541645261_1697097_1439+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 478px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TBo3r84sV9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/49IoMB0MHdg/s400/n541645261_1697097_1439+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483756724494817234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-7222025731534277896?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/7222025731534277896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/gift.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7222025731534277896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7222025731534277896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/gift.html' title='a gift'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TBo3r84sV9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/49IoMB0MHdg/s72-c/n541645261_1697097_1439+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-9173960789090786745</id><published>2010-06-10T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T06:21:03.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><title type='text'>dear god</title><content type='html'>ammm.. if u  god is the ultimate wisdom and the greatest justice then why don't u give people their right in this life! do u think they want to wait till after life while suffering in agony and hatred till u come to the  rescue!&lt;br /&gt;maybe .. just maybe i have n intention to go to the boring heaven! (maybe if i was a man)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-9173960789090786745?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/9173960789090786745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/ammm.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/9173960789090786745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/9173960789090786745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/ammm.html' title='dear god'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-7911609542913089023</id><published>2010-06-06T06:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T06:37:41.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;20: Mary Jan shoes, long pearl head band (cloche)or a flat flowered hat with below the knee dress, quite, full length stocking colors are black and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30: similarities to the 20s, shallow hats with a band on the side, small leather bag with long strap. Silk hand gloves. More styles of shoes and specially the flat heel(the platform shoe á la Carmen Maranda)or Louis heel shoe, tailored longer dress, white and pale stocking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;40: long dress, nylon swing skirts, colorful makeup, corks and crocodile leather shoes; shoes were more heavy and low heels. Abandoning single sheet of corset and the age of the cantilevered bra!early 40s were the trend for men's wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;&lt;span style='color:#333333; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:8pt'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;50: ballerina shoes, black and white colored, back to gloves and long figure dresses for women, and pencil skirts leather jackets for men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;60: colorful clothes, miniskirts, mini dresses, kitten heel shoes, bandana for the hair, women went barefoot and many dressed like hippies, nicely combed perfect hair and mostly raised asa pony tail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;70: colorful patterns, miniskirts and v  nicked dresses, hot pants(extremely short sorts), platform shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;80:big shoulders (shoulder pads), suites that were pink, green and blue, saturated colors, accessories and makeup.big hand bags that matched the shoes, tight black pants with long shirts and flat shoes with pointed tips big hair styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;90 : Grungy Seattle rocker vibes/men wear baggy pants/nude makeup and brownish colors for females. overalls and corduroy trousers and crazy big tshirts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2000!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me think about it a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Again! Again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing! Surprisingly enough fashion had stopped developing. After a decade of different outfits, from tight pants to Charleston to strait ones to short skirts the new decade had stopped producing any new trends or any creative fashions identities or simply any new ideas or artistic self expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since the beginning of time fashion has been a direct income of the current social and political situation, from the dirty pants of the 20s which were affected by the great depression to the 70's fashion that was the color for natural peace movements that was directed by hippies and the feminine dresses of the 50s that came after the horror of the world war and the emerging of mafia and the sexy elegant female figure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the end of the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century and beginning the 22&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, nothing special has emerged in the fields of art, architecture and the certainly not fashion. The 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century is too indulged in the rapid change of world movement, too incorporated in the globalization race that artists are so busy with following this hasty development in all aspect of their surrounding that they became too lazy to come up with new creative ideas! Creativeness and uniqueness has melted like cultures in one big pot and identities became hard to identify. Self expression technique varied and getting dressed like a mixture of multiple cultural tree has emerged on the surface like a poor new trend for the lack of any creative one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-7911609542913089023?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/7911609542913089023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/trends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7911609542913089023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7911609542913089023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/trends.html' title='Trends'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-8970368751380090567</id><published>2010-06-02T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T00:27:25.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><title type='text'>1000</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TAYG_isYVjI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ovDlh7_0v4M/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TAYG_isYVjI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ovDlh7_0v4M/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478073685457262130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i was so busy and i have not got the chance to notice my baby blog hitting 1000 user! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it is little bit freaky to realize that people can read my mind and know how i think and what i think about! i guess this is the first of living in the real world and lose my protected bubble! i guess!&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1000 reader my baby blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-8970368751380090567?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/8970368751380090567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/1000.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8970368751380090567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8970368751380090567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/06/1000.html' title='1000'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/TAYG_isYVjI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ovDlh7_0v4M/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-6205596747072362620</id><published>2010-05-27T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T03:31:18.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><title type='text'>perfect!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;if god was perfect and aspired for perfection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;if i was god's creation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;then whey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i am not perfect! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-6205596747072362620?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/6205596747072362620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/05/perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6205596747072362620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6205596747072362620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/05/perfect.html' title='perfect!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-7405092691551075067</id><published>2010-05-16T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T06:26:29.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>stuipd fish</title><content type='html'>سمكة غبية غرقت!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S-_yJBfAyOI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qhZlHilwdBU/s1600/stuipd+fish3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 465px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S-_yJBfAyOI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qhZlHilwdBU/s400/stuipd+fish3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471858309109696738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stuipd fish is a joke that i have been saying for 5 years now and it has always made me laugh! this is what i imagine when someone tells me the joke or when i say it! it is one of those jokes that you either love or hate! and i love it:)&lt;div&gt;ps: some say that this joke was my invention :) am proud of that small stupid fish :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-7405092691551075067?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/7405092691551075067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/05/stuipd-fish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7405092691551075067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7405092691551075067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/05/stuipd-fish.html' title='stuipd fish'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S-_yJBfAyOI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qhZlHilwdBU/s72-c/stuipd+fish3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-512205226981740893</id><published>2010-05-13T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T14:45:05.808-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Living in my own Lala Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;loss of identity is a major issue that mixed people feel. Being raised in a house with two different cultures  can  be extremely confusing for both children and their parents.loss of identity , mixed feelings of belonging, confusion are companions  they grow up with until it becomes part of their day to day life and the book that they follow to cope in a community of their own. A community that doesn't belong neither to their mum's side or to their father's. You can say  they create their own LALA world where feelings of dispare are hidden and all the crazy fights between conscious and unconscious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Having a Christian Russian mum and a Jordanian Arab dad i believe i am one of those mixes.( i know talk about total confusion of both levels religious and cultural! what a mess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With the hardship that i had to endure to build my Lala Land that fits with my context and my society even though i refused it at first and all the extra strength i had to put to fit in, i FAILED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, not a total one but it is still a failure! in Russia i am considered uncivilized and un-cultured citizen and in Jordan i am considered a foreigner .As a person who tried really hard to blend in and inhale as much culture he can to feel security and belonging again today i failed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today i was classified as a Russian during a conversation at work, this time this classification was not based on my physical appearance or my language it was based on me accepting gay people, accepting whatever mistakes my kids will do even if they were extreme as pregnancy and accepting to swim in public! I was excused and given a very good reason to my liberalism! as weired as it seems it did not feel good.Years and years of building the base and the structure to what i call ME, today someone reveled the secret of my personality  (of course am being sarcastic).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I did not ask to be understood or even to be respected god forbid, i only asked to be treated as a unique and free citizen of Lala Land and as a free voice away from my own background i dont want to be treated as (bint alajnabieh) or the daughter of the foreign anymore. I refuse to become an outcast again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-512205226981740893?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/512205226981740893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/05/living-in-my-own-lala-land.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/512205226981740893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/512205226981740893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/05/living-in-my-own-lala-land.html' title='Living in my own Lala Land'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-6312984625669911747</id><published>2010-05-12T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T06:48:06.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>taeb so , w ba3dain ..........i wonder what will happen next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;......................................&lt;br /&gt;..............................................&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;...............................&lt;br /&gt;.............................&lt;br /&gt;.........................&lt;br /&gt;..............................&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;..............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-6312984625669911747?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/6312984625669911747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/05/taeb-so-w-ba3dain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6312984625669911747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6312984625669911747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/05/taeb-so-w-ba3dain.html' title=''/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-1883419454899492784</id><published>2010-05-02T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T06:25:41.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S9152nC1N9I/AAAAAAAAAUo/J-8C5C_uteM/s1600/butterfly+winds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 464px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S9152nC1N9I/AAAAAAAAAUo/J-8C5C_uteM/s400/butterfly+winds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466659501798406098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haven't posted anything lately and been extremely busy so i decided posting something tat dates to 2 years ago. digitally painted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-1883419454899492784?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/1883419454899492784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/05/havent-posted-anything-lately-and-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1883419454899492784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1883419454899492784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/05/havent-posted-anything-lately-and-been.html' title=''/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S9152nC1N9I/AAAAAAAAAUo/J-8C5C_uteM/s72-c/butterfly+winds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-1980918192180296660</id><published>2010-04-28T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T06:26:55.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>being!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;How is it hard to understand the concept of being, the concept of living and the concept of being alive, how to be instead of think to be! to end the life you are living for the sake of keeping sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-1980918192180296660?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/1980918192180296660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1980918192180296660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1980918192180296660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/being.html' title='being!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-7375509037415530240</id><published>2010-04-26T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T03:14:05.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>getting 25!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;finally i hit 25! waw i never thought that i would be here.. 25 was a very long destination point that i never thought it would be reached. i thought i will feel older, smarter and maybe a bit hotter that i am a lady and  i will wear makeup and high heels! 2 days ago i hit 25 and i still feel like am 15 ! i wear no makeup , still love my low heel and tennis shoe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;i got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;2 scarfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;a braclet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;sexy PJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tea box and a surprise red box inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;cute tshirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;swimming bag and flip flop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Urban book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;sugar pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;and adorable earings and necklace:)and a cake with my name on it:)&lt;br /&gt;:) i think i will love being 25:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-7375509037415530240?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/7375509037415530240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/getting-25.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7375509037415530240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7375509037415530240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/getting-25.html' title='getting 25!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-7774887167717589741</id><published>2010-04-18T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T12:59:23.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(105, 99, 105); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Reading ....... Brave new world ( trying to finish the trilogy of dystopia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Loving .....still loving HIM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;preparing..... the House, the night, the crazy date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;projects...... Project Lorie, Project life IS back... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Hating.... my work my and looking for a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;my mum is here it is good to go home and find a family waiting for u:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-7774887167717589741?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/7774887167717589741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7774887167717589741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7774887167717589741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-581569884390451995</id><published>2010-04-14T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:44:09.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>logo design</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S8Vx0bVirHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/lfPjAOphfz0/s1600/AI-children+logo+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S8Vx0bVirHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/lfPjAOphfz0/s400/AI-children+logo+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459895268761840754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kids logo for Amman Institute. characters previously designed be Daby Ihsan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-581569884390451995?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/581569884390451995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/logo-design.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/581569884390451995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/581569884390451995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/logo-design.html' title='logo design'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S8Vx0bVirHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/lfPjAOphfz0/s72-c/AI-children+logo+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-821486712988835667</id><published>2010-04-07T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T07:03:51.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7yP94ecMWI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lMqoAGpKq5c/s1600/GAM-new-flayer11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457395141761053026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7yP94ecMWI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lMqoAGpKq5c/s400/GAM-new-flayer11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-821486712988835667?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/821486712988835667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/821486712988835667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/821486712988835667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7yP94ecMWI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lMqoAGpKq5c/s72-c/GAM-new-flayer11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5421695758204719093</id><published>2010-04-06T03:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T03:41:01.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1984</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;1984 by George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;ABOLISH, LOVE,SEX, ART, SCIENCE,FAMILY,HUMAN RELATIONS! And you will end up with a pack of zombie's! Oh good zombies ! the ones who will work for you undlessly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;THOSE WHO CONTROL THE PRESENT CONTROL THE PAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;One of the most influential classic books of all times, 1984 published in 1949 . George Orwell has created his own dystopia based on his political views and his own way of seeing the future. His imaginative world in a country called Oceania which is ruled by a collective oligarchic regime. The party after the revolution has managed to take the rules of totalitarianism into a new depth where everyone is being subjected to a 24 hour surveillance at that point even thoughts were censored and controlled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;Winston smith, an ordinary man who works in the department of truth changing facts and rewriting history as the party pleased, old and ill, believes that there is another way. At one point he meets a young lady named Julia and they start a love affair that they had to hide it away from the thought police. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;Of course the story is not about the love affair, from the beginning of the book Orwell establish a bond between the reader and his main character. We sense his feelings and see the new bizarre structure of the society of Oceania through his eyes.  His story continues and his relation to Julia gives his personality the power to evolve until it reaches it's climax with his encounter with O'brian who sets a drifting point in the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;Pushing the envelope, the story reveals little by little the new aspects of the world they live in, Telescreen and hidden microphones, scarce food, abolishing art and science and abandoning all kinds of any human love or affection. Situated in London, the writers home proves that even this country is not immune to such regime. The dark society that the writers describe is closer to our everyday society and predicts a new way of suppression. By controlling the goods and the keeping the surplus value at one level they outer party manage to control the population to produce more and more. The new production &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;The story is a direct attack on the future of the so called socialist regime and the nig brother resemble Stalin (even in the appearance). Where rules and constructions were put to serve the good and benefit of the higher elite 1% . changing people's way of thinking converting them into walking salves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-5421695758204719093?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/5421695758204719093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/1984.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5421695758204719093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5421695758204719093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/04/1984.html' title='1984'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-6337597246399373955</id><published>2010-03-30T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T06:22:33.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People Behave!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;A list of the things that each mum should teach her son/daughter while she grows up to avoid all the embarrassments in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;When you greet someone, if it is a girl meeting a girl then please note that one kiss on each cheek means 2 kisses only! Preferably no hugging or any extra emotional or touchy feelings cause it is just weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;If the greeters were boy greeting a girl. Kneel softly towards her if she approached you then go on and kiss her only once on her cheek and preferably on her left one to avoid any embarrassment that might come from touching the lips because  you both missed the right cheek to kiss and ended up kissing the  middle part! If a hug is entitled then wait for her to approach you DON'T force her to hug you or kiss you because you will just seem lame! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;If the greeting is between two males, if you don't have a secret hand shake then a simple shake will do. Avoid any type of kissing on the cheek or showing extra avoided affection (you would look gay!) if it is necessary a simple hug that involves wrapping only one arm around the other guy's shoulder and nearly touching his upper chest. Please note that the hug should last only for 2 seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;If you see an old friend or colleuge. Node your head with a weird smile and if he nodes back then wave your hand. DO NOT approach him from a distance because those moments of him approaching are the most awkward moments on earth. while the person is approaching  I bit many thoughts would occur in the other parts head! " amm, what am I supposed to say now! , amm, how ugly she looks now that I broke up with her!, mmmm I bet I will show him now who is the boss! "and at the meeting place the two parts would be talking about amm how are you and how is your work! Aww my work is better that your! Amm am going to the states! ( as if it heaven and I should be jealous that he is going to et the forbidden truth! so to avoid all that! Just follow the rules! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-6337597246399373955?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/6337597246399373955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/03/people-behave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6337597246399373955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6337597246399373955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/03/people-behave.html' title='People Behave!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-8040248579245817185</id><published>2010-03-30T03:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T03:52:22.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>posters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7HWxTg5VMI/AAAAAAAAATU/Xw3e2gRE-BI/s1600/22A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454376766262564034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7HWxTg5VMI/AAAAAAAAATU/Xw3e2gRE-BI/s400/22A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7HWw0fFNuI/AAAAAAAAATM/fbO6Z73o9ZM/s1600/45A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454376757933455074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7HWw0fFNuI/AAAAAAAAATM/fbO6Z73o9ZM/s400/45A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7HWwQBDbKI/AAAAAAAAATE/Hdi2BrgDx6U/s1600/6A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454376748143832226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7HWwQBDbKI/AAAAAAAAATE/Hdi2BrgDx6U/s400/6A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7HWvzNj_0I/AAAAAAAAAS8/vHGuAi1LBsk/s1600/3A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454376740411670338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7HWvzNj_0I/AAAAAAAAAS8/vHGuAi1LBsk/s400/3A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;posters done for the New mash up party for Rami abbasi:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-8040248579245817185?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/8040248579245817185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/03/posters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8040248579245817185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8040248579245817185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/03/posters.html' title='posters'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S7HWxTg5VMI/AAAAAAAAATU/Xw3e2gRE-BI/s72-c/22A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5984787689163871796</id><published>2010-03-25T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T07:45:41.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><title type='text'>Gyming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S6tw-_WcBKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0ZVgNAuU7n0/s1600/Gym-Equipment.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452576001321862306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S6tw-_WcBKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0ZVgNAuU7n0/s400/Gym-Equipment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S6tvnVq9XNI/AAAAAAAAASs/Cbku2I3hoKs/s1600/10-medieval-torture-devices8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452574495485025490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S6tvnVq9XNI/AAAAAAAAASs/Cbku2I3hoKs/s400/10-medieval-torture-devices8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Once upon a time, long long time ago, in a distant old city lay a weired machine. A machine that looked so peacefull sometimes beautiful and so unique, but everyone in the village knew the true story behind its existence. As harmless and as wiered it looked , its function was beyond bad and evil. Its mesteriouse looks gave the chill to whoever knew the truth. The evil machine was the torture master who made even the incents confess about crimes they have not done or even thought about doing. It came on many levels and in many shapes. one with spikes and one with a hammer while the other has claws and it is called the Claw of the Cat. they were differently done and differently shaped but one thing was in common they all were designed to cause pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 years later, things are not much different. even after all those revolutions and all those human rights bills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torture machines still exist! They are nicer, most of them come in blue colors and padded with cut and comfortable sefenge cloth. Tey are all gathered in one nice place and most important people pay money for it! yes believe me they do! they go and subscribe every day to go to this new place they call GYM . They force their arms, legs and stomach to be tortured and to casue more and more untolerable pain, and when the muscle contracts they willingly put more and more weight to cause more and more pain!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-5984787689163871796?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/5984787689163871796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/03/gyming.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5984787689163871796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5984787689163871796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/03/gyming.html' title='Gyming'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S6tw-_WcBKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0ZVgNAuU7n0/s72-c/Gym-Equipment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5083308881560294359</id><published>2010-03-24T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T05:05:54.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekly'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S6n_hg0Bi3I/AAAAAAAAARs/MFGcMY7TUN4/s1600/human+calender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452169775117601650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S6n_hg0Bi3I/AAAAAAAAARs/MFGcMY7TUN4/s400/human+calender.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i loved this idea and i thogh i would be adding it :) this is awsome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can find it on Humancalender.com and thank you sreaminartist.wordpress.com for sharing it. :) dont you just love how awsome technology can be:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-5083308881560294359?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/5083308881560294359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5083308881560294359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5083308881560294359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S6n_hg0Bi3I/AAAAAAAAARs/MFGcMY7TUN4/s72-c/human+calender.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4418479416668034419</id><published>2010-03-23T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T02:57:36.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Reading ....... 1984&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Loving ..... My baby boy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;preparing..... the big night :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;projects...... Project Lorie... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hating.... my house and my car :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dear Dear Dear blog I am back :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4418479416668034419?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4418479416668034419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/03/updates.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4418479416668034419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4418479416668034419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/03/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5632154157172248727</id><published>2010-02-15T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T06:27:28.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>trials1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S3udP0x_4MI/AAAAAAAAARk/JATEJsJRkBc/s1600-h/lady+with+a+basket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 356px; display: block; height: 551px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439113870171955394" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S3udP0x_4MI/AAAAAAAAARk/JATEJsJRkBc/s400/lady+with+a+basket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S3ki32prdoI/AAAAAAAAARc/hSst_Vb-QeM/s1600-h/lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-5632154157172248727?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/5632154157172248727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/02/trials1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5632154157172248727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5632154157172248727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/02/trials1.html' title='trials1'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S3udP0x_4MI/AAAAAAAAARk/JATEJsJRkBc/s72-c/lady+with+a+basket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4120405104167854754</id><published>2010-02-15T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:22:45.215-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Valantines</title><content type='html'>Hating or loving this day is a relative matter. dependent on having a significant other or not. it can be the best day of your life .. filled with gifts .. chocolate.. flowers teddy bears and all sort of cute cuddly expensive stuff or you can spend your time crying and calling your friends to ease it up on you. it is a phenomena stronger than christmas or birthday it is the day that every single person celebrates, even if he was single. Couples celebrate it because it is a date to show their love and remember why did they fall in love while singles remember that they are lonely creatures and that they are growing older and they should defeat this hard time by celebrating with their friends and closest family though valentine is exclusively for your other half!&lt;br /&gt;From another point of view, it can a very good economy booster. Yesterday in Amman alone around 1 milion Jd was spent on gifts and flowers, let alone the expensive ( insanely expensive) restaurants. I belive more money was spent yesterday than the money that was spent in Christmas and Eid combined. Happiness to be fallen on singles, couples and business people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4120405104167854754?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4120405104167854754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/02/valantines.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4120405104167854754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4120405104167854754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/02/valantines.html' title='Valantines'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4843301430617635536</id><published>2010-02-09T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T08:54:52.701-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>AGAIN</title><content type='html'>Again another black out caused this time by an evil force.... and when i say evil .. OHHHH believe me it is evil and dangerous on the human kind. this evil force comes in the form of a blond fat ugly 40 year old bitch who mistakenly was given some power and decided to pour her sexual deprived on us... well, am glad that this crazy black out is gone though that the cause is not but humans know to compromise and maneuver their ways to sustain their existence.&lt;div&gt; here i announce by know that this stupid black out is over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4843301430617635536?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4843301430617635536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/02/again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4843301430617635536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4843301430617635536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/02/again.html' title='AGAIN'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-2106870071402040562</id><published>2010-01-28T02:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:22:36.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living In Amman In the 90s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;Amman this crazy city that we call home, A city that deliberately is killing  her past and continues to do so every day. World cities live in a collaborative process they build their future on a defined past. The past is celebrated and manifested but a new modern city like Amman prefers to destroy its past and establish a new future somewhere else. Its evolution is purely linear and dependent on external references.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;To look at some of the cases where this theory is best places one must look at some of its historical buildings that once were and now they are dust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;First example is ( makha lajamea alarabia) the first and most important café in the city that was destroyed couple of years ago to give place to another building. Another example is the Cinema Gallery . those who lived  in the 90s in Amman they remember it to be the only hanging place and the coolest place to be ,  Showing the latest America movies. Of course Gallery cinema had killed another cinema as well like the urdon cinema and alkhayam but in the later cases the buildings   still stand but gallery was destroyed to give place to another gigantic building designed by Khalid nahhas, A renounced architect of this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;The second example s abdoun mall, this huge building introduced the culture of one shopping center but apparently missed up few things and was not enough to satisfy the eagerness of its occupants. Few years later comes its pierce in the total opposite direction and takes the crowd away leaving this expensive to build sculpture into a deserted island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;Other 90s examples like the Jabal Hussian being the best shopping place until the monstrous swaifieh takes its place, the cute little Haya Center and Filfeleh restaurant that now its glittery shine has vanished, Shuman library that was replaced by invasion of internet in the Jordanian houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana'&gt;Along with many examples this process weakens the infrastructure of the city and leaves it falling under its internal exposition. Sustainable development is the key for these major issues. Not only planting trees ( which we don't ) but to reconsider the using of old building instead of demolishing them and creating candy like buildings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-2106870071402040562?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/2106870071402040562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/living-in-amman-in-90s.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2106870071402040562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2106870071402040562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/living-in-amman-in-90s.html' title='Living In Amman In the 90s'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-8268947724148304884</id><published>2010-01-17T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T06:30:11.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>Migrant mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1Mc58hdRII/AAAAAAAAARU/woUTOlL61Jc/s1600-h/migrant-mother-children2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 502px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1Mc58hdRII/AAAAAAAAARU/woUTOlL61Jc/s400/migrant-mother-children2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427713757736158338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;this is what i call being obsessed by an image.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="capital"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;he image of a worn, weather-beaten woman, a look of  desperation on her face, two children leaning on her shoulders, an infant in her  lap; has become a photographic icon of the Great Depression in America. The  photo was taken in March 1936 at a camp for seasonal agricultural workers 175  miles north of Los Angeles by Dorothea Lange. Lange was working for the Farm  Security Administration as part of a team of photographers documenting the  impact of federal programs in improving rural conditions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-8268947724148304884?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='text/html' href='http://www.eyewitnesstohistory.com/migrantmother.htm' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/8268947724148304884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/migrant-mother.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8268947724148304884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8268947724148304884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/migrant-mother.html' title='Migrant mother'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1Mc58hdRII/AAAAAAAAARU/woUTOlL61Jc/s72-c/migrant-mother-children2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-859979175294331623</id><published>2010-01-17T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T06:18:12.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustrations'/><title type='text'>a boost of ego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1MbHPQ9ORI/AAAAAAAAARM/GqnNBIqlG8Q/s1600-h/DARYATARAWNEH4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1MbHPQ9ORI/AAAAAAAAARM/GqnNBIqlG8Q/s400/DARYATARAWNEH4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427711787082266898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1MbAVhdenI/AAAAAAAAARE/JcMwFspyZFI/s1600-h/daryatarawneh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1MbAVhdenI/AAAAAAAAARE/JcMwFspyZFI/s400/daryatarawneh2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427711668503018098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1Ma4A9tqMI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ky8H8u8R8GU/s1600-h/Daryatarawneh1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1Ma4A9tqMI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ky8H8u8R8GU/s400/Daryatarawneh1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427711525545420994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;logo proposals for Volunteer Europe 2011.. the second one reached the final stage after 2 selection processes.. it was good looking at my humble colored logo competing with some of the biggest designers from all over the world. still waiting for the result sometime in 2010.. keeping my fingers crossed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-859979175294331623?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/859979175294331623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/boost-of-ego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/859979175294331623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/859979175294331623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/boost-of-ego.html' title='a boost of ego'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1MbHPQ9ORI/AAAAAAAAARM/GqnNBIqlG8Q/s72-c/DARYATARAWNEH4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-1561566316525967444</id><published>2010-01-17T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T01:11:01.039-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>scrambling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1LTVCc52kI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/83dya8WDhEc/s1600-h/DSC09456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1LTVCc52kI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/83dya8WDhEc/s400/DSC09456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427632859323685442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1LSz4DvNoI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vylaMVXxamE/s1600-h/DSC09449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1LSz4DvNoI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vylaMVXxamE/s400/DSC09449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427632289598092930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1LR2pUVrPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/YhRPJddKSMI/s1600-h/DSC09465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1LR2pUVrPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/YhRPJddKSMI/s400/DSC09465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427631237669170418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;london thought 2009....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-1561566316525967444?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/1561566316525967444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/scrambling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1561566316525967444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1561566316525967444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/scrambling.html' title='scrambling'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S1LTVCc52kI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/83dya8WDhEc/s72-c/DSC09456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-6428134370390761367</id><published>2010-01-12T07:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T07:51:08.420-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workshops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>Etopia Amman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0yZRy59H7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/jg5t1Oyynd8/s1600-h/darya2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0yZRy59H7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/jg5t1Oyynd8/s400/darya2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425880182076284850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0yYxKmB7HI/AAAAAAAAAQU/MMG4yVZckKY/s1600-h/darya1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0yYxKmB7HI/AAAAAAAAAQU/MMG4yVZckKY/s400/darya1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425879621499481202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;link rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" href="/css/spellcheck.css"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Etopia in Amman .. the name of the  workshop conducted by Rusailah Bazlamit as part of the Etopia lecture by Micheal  Sorkin in Amman. the purpose of the three hour exercise is to look at amman  from a utopian point of view discuss the tangible aspects that requires change.  10 participant from different backgrounds were gathered for a quick 3 hour  session  to do collages and create a new image for the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the following are mine the first one  manifests the redesigning the in-between spaces and converting them into more  active and safe environment and the second is to convert buildings into  paintings and beautiful colors.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-6428134370390761367?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/6428134370390761367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/etopia-amman.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6428134370390761367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6428134370390761367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/etopia-amman.html' title='Etopia Amman'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0yZRy59H7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/jg5t1Oyynd8/s72-c/darya2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-7162445379860025744</id><published>2010-01-03T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T01:02:07.663-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>In the Middle of Two years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0GtWMv8SRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/_n6GijhaiLk/s1600-h/IMG_1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0GtWMv8SRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/_n6GijhaiLk/s400/IMG_1776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422806023221823762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0GswoyJgwI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T2dQ6nE14gk/s1600-h/IMG_1867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0GswoyJgwI/AAAAAAAAAQE/T2dQ6nE14gk/s400/IMG_1867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422805377912242946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0GsPbfv3KI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EaqqhamW1UA/s1600-h/IMG_1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; 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cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0GjRidzfDI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cMAFUXYcuiQ/s400/DSC05479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422794948035705906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0Ge0fh9j6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/5hGKH8l1Geg/s1600-h/6014_107526341533_590241533_2664938_3796975_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0Ge0fh9j6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/5hGKH8l1Geg/s400/6014_107526341533_590241533_2664938_3796975_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422790050985119650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0GbVmpT_TI/AAAAAAAAAO8/FaPG9njEgcM/s1600-h/5888_509074590172_189100143_30277497_7188995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0GbVmpT_TI/AAAAAAAAAO8/FaPG9njEgcM/s400/5888_509074590172_189100143_30277497_7188995_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422786221784169778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0GaV8D-hvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/74zmd6irE88/s1600-h/IMG_0848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0GaV8D-hvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/74zmd6irE88/s400/IMG_0848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422785128021526258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;january is one of those months that i consider a transitional month because personally it represents a space between what was and what is going to be. the middle point between 2009 and 2010 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2009 for me was the  year of traveling.. unlike other people i enjoyed each bit of it and traveled each month. created  anew life style and at the end of it i achieved peace of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;here  is this year in pictures... so many things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-7162445379860025744?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/7162445379860025744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-middle-of-two-years.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7162445379860025744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7162445379860025744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-middle-of-two-years.html' title='In the Middle of Two years'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/S0GtWMv8SRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/_n6GijhaiLk/s72-c/IMG_1776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-807970321866870068</id><published>2009-12-27T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T04:43:40.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Syriology</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdR9W_luiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1HzvNZGBy8Y/s1600-h/jazz+show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdR9W_luiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1HzvNZGBy8Y/s400/jazz+show.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419890791149845026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdRQUIOL4I/AAAAAAAAAOc/5GnhPvozpFs/s1600-h/lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdRQUIOL4I/AAAAAAAAAOc/5GnhPvozpFs/s400/lights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419890017286631298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdQNB0KBXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JfPGhfFCX4c/s1600-h/hamidieh+at+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdQNB0KBXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JfPGhfFCX4c/s400/hamidieh+at+night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419888861319398770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdOoB5O7wI/AAAAAAAAAOM/H0V2jrWO0rU/s1600-h/a+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdOoB5O7wI/AAAAAAAAAOM/H0V2jrWO0rU/s400/a+bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419887126173904642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdN8oDUXqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7TWbYfQWNHk/s1600-h/skies+of+syria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdN8oDUXqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7TWbYfQWNHk/s400/skies+of+syria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419886380502507170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdNQwfyFbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TNZ7txZdgso/s1600-h/skies+of+syria2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdNQwfyFbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/TNZ7txZdgso/s400/skies+of+syria2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419885626855134642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdL26-kviI/AAAAAAAAAN0/aVj6pOSFc9o/s1600-h/syria+street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdL26-kviI/AAAAAAAAAN0/aVj6pOSFc9o/s400/syria+street.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419884083480411682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdLSNo6_XI/AAAAAAAAANs/QfQCuqINcdE/s1600-h/damascus+streets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdLSNo6_XI/AAAAAAAAANs/QfQCuqINcdE/s400/damascus+streets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419883452834708850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Again i will use my strong ability of inventing verbs! this weekend we were syraning! means investigating Syria! on anyother occasion i wont use such terms but his was a tribute to my dear friend Dani. all the time we spent getting lost and getting on the nerves of the Syrians is remarkable and admirable. this is a country that knows how to live and how to celebrate its Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-807970321866870068?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/807970321866870068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/syriology.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/807970321866870068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/807970321866870068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/syriology.html' title='Syriology'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzdR9W_luiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1HzvNZGBy8Y/s72-c/jazz+show.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-7165696813182937148</id><published>2009-12-24T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T04:41:05.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>skeis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNemE6td-I/AAAAAAAAANk/1adeHAoecjI/s1600-h/DSC07805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNemE6td-I/AAAAAAAAANk/1adeHAoecjI/s400/DSC07805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418778784904869858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNd8j55yUI/AAAAAAAAANc/N8u0rTiieiU/s1600-h/IMG_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNd8j55yUI/AAAAAAAAANc/N8u0rTiieiU/s400/IMG_0383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418778071668476226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNYq9G-45I/AAAAAAAAANU/kvnNZEVGF64/s1600-h/IMG_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNYq9G-45I/AAAAAAAAANU/kvnNZEVGF64/s400/IMG_0287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418772271638438802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNUnEQciaI/AAAAAAAAANM/LCXFYVEzMYs/s1600-h/DSC07845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNUnEQciaI/AAAAAAAAANM/LCXFYVEzMYs/s400/DSC07845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418767806791190946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNT3P3j9xI/AAAAAAAAANE/z36VppK9CNg/s1600-h/DSC07838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNT3P3j9xI/AAAAAAAAANE/z36VppK9CNg/s400/DSC07838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418766985274324754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNTbCtr6QI/AAAAAAAAAM8/uYMMMY_WN9A/s1600-h/DSC07808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNTbCtr6QI/AAAAAAAAAM8/uYMMMY_WN9A/s400/DSC07808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418766500706904322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-7165696813182937148?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/7165696813182937148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/skeis.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7165696813182937148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7165696813182937148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/skeis.html' title='skeis'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzNemE6td-I/AAAAAAAAANk/1adeHAoecjI/s72-c/DSC07805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5648465980546120994</id><published>2009-12-23T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T04:28:53.600-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Christams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzIGts-INvI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hyDKf4ITxao/s1600-h/santa+with+blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzIGts-INvI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hyDKf4ITxao/s400/santa+with+blue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418400683915753202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzIEC-8AwrI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZfCsr6YAkhM/s1600-h/blue+christmas+star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 435px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzIEC-8AwrI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZfCsr6YAkhM/s400/blue+christmas+star.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418397750981083826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-5648465980546120994?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/5648465980546120994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/christams.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5648465980546120994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5648465980546120994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/christams.html' title='Christams'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzIGts-INvI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hyDKf4ITxao/s72-c/santa+with+blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4308211530686672726</id><published>2009-12-21T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T00:45:57.074-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Adding up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzCHHNPGpcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/XDDJNtbwdRE/s1600-h/2strong_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzCHHNPGpcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/XDDJNtbwdRE/s400/2strong_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417978909608551874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;To understand human nature is a complicated design analysis process, it painful , vain , hard and it's change is unpredictable and depends on the type of chromosome that constituted this marvelous design, of course whether it was X or Y. lets elaborate on X here , i truly believe that x is way much more bewildering and more unpredictable. she keeps on creating reasons and personalities that Y cant keep with. she hold multi layers and keeps changing them every second.Mood swings, believes, ideological believes, taste in clothes, taste in shoes, taste in men, favorite movies, favorite music and most likely best friends. for a woman the biggest problem can be solved with a piece of chocolate or a pair of nice shoe. she would monitor her life till she lays her claws on the perfect man and then only then she shows her sharp teeth to the poor man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(ofcourse sarcastically speaking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Even though many would disagree, but women have the ultimate power to manipulate, argue or even to discourse any kind of argument and any kind of decision her Superior man is willing to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;All this  shows real power that women have. they hold the ultimate power in the universe, ancient people knew that and that is why they framed her as the goddess. the modern man knew that and that is why he decided to break her down.and worst of all he wants her to fight for her rights! the rights that are supposed to be given to her by birth ! he wants her to be proud and happy for achieving minimal tasks like being a pilot or becoming a taxi driver! he took the right from her and he is now proud of her because she managed to achieve! honestly am ashamed of people who are proud of the first pilot woman becasue this is the normal situation not a celebrated event!&lt;br /&gt;Shame on you men ! shame on you ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4308211530686672726?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4308211530686672726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/adding-up.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4308211530686672726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4308211530686672726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/adding-up.html' title='Adding up'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SzCHHNPGpcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/XDDJNtbwdRE/s72-c/2strong_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-7850748097834635706</id><published>2009-12-21T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T07:00:07.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Seriously!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sy-Nbcgi5GI/AAAAAAAAAMc/scmt4IWIs5M/s1600-h/bored-office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417704379398677602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sy-Nbcgi5GI/AAAAAAAAAMc/scmt4IWIs5M/s400/bored-office.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;like seriously!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;i dont understand few things in life and they seems super bizarre though for me they are super clear! like why do i have t stay in the office doing nothing and gazing endlesly at my screen while i have nothing to do ! if i have finished the things i was supposed to do then why is an obligation to sty in a place that i dont to stay inand doing somthing i dont want to do ! practically ,thy shouldnt pay me for those hours! am not doing any actual work! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;the second stuipd thing! someone writing on thier picture.. brother for life! ok so the fact that you are brothers is indeed FOR LIFE! are you gonna stop being brothers after a while! lets say a year! dose it hold the same meaning when two lovers write on thier facebook picture TOGETHER FOR EVER! well, i can understand that but BROTHERS FOR LIFE! that is too much ! am not really sure why people run after chliches like they are a creative act somehow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I HATE mean mean mean mean mean people and i dont mean Wajdy mean! i mean people who would talk abot you behind thier back and they stab you in the back AGAIN! yes again and again and again! seriously they dont think other people would know that they they fooling them and they are only looking more stuipd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-7850748097834635706?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/7850748097834635706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/seriously.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7850748097834635706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7850748097834635706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/seriously.html' title='Seriously!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sy-Nbcgi5GI/AAAAAAAAAMc/scmt4IWIs5M/s72-c/bored-office.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-3999370506580993760</id><published>2009-12-18T02:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:31:07.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='replies'/><title type='text'>ho ho ho Marry Christams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SytZavthHnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/dPZ9lur-Ndw/s1600-h/sexy-santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SytZavthHnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/dPZ9lur-Ndw/s400/sexy-santa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416521292862004850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GIFTS WE WANT GIFTS GIFTS &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://slash-autobiography2.blogspot.com/2009/12/men-lose-their-minds-speaking-to-pretty.html"&gt;http://slash-autobiography2.blogspot.com/2009/12/men-lose-their-minds-speaking-to-pretty.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-3999370506580993760?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/3999370506580993760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/ho-ho-ho-marry-christams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/3999370506580993760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/3999370506580993760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/ho-ho-ho-marry-christams.html' title='ho ho ho Marry Christams'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SytZavthHnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/dPZ9lur-Ndw/s72-c/sexy-santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-600622319741529410</id><published>2009-12-10T03:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T03:42:10.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Egypt , a marvelous country full with contradiction. Foreigners won't understand all the overlapping scenarios but we Arab tourists can relate to. All the scenes we saw  in real life we have already got  accustomed to seeing them in the movies. One of the most adorable and bedazzling scenes that we saw in Egypt is this man who was sitting and looking at my huge camera that was staring at him in the eye. He sat there while I was secretly taking his picture. Emotionless and carless he stands for a big percentage of the Egyptian population. The crazy person who looks at you and asks you for a pictures and stands there proud of himself wearing his galabia ( the national dress ) and his American glasses. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; What a country! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-600622319741529410?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/600622319741529410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/faces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/600622319741529410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/600622319741529410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/faces.html' title='Faces'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5120895431507540733</id><published>2009-12-08T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T05:20:39.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>virtual objectification</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sx5RnAMb5BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/f5o5D-g4-yk/s1600-h/dash+and+abs+black+and+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 50px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412853532654822418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sx5RnAMb5BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/f5o5D-g4-yk/s400/dash+and+abs+black+and+white.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sx5PjjpRmdI/AAAAAAAAAME/mOPyQD7rV4A/s1600-h/dash+and+abs+black+and+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sx5O-BjBvuI/AAAAAAAAAL8/c0v4huymrN8/s1600-h/darya+black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 82px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 403px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412850629620121314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sx5O-BjBvuI/AAAAAAAAAL8/c0v4huymrN8/s400/darya+black.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sx5O90bGl1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/mJ1pA4IYgFY/s1600-h/black+and+white+fawzi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 85px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412850626097223506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sx5O90bGl1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/mJ1pA4IYgFY/s400/black+and+white+fawzi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;The portable digital camera is the best product man kind had ever invented. The tiny tool that is based on a simple physical law and requires only mirrors and lenses is an essential part of our lives in the 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Centaury indeed is has created a boom in the art industry and shifted the initial essence of the act of painting. The tiny hand held device is the magical god that captures surrounding moments, touristic monuments, emotions, expressions and most of all people’s memory and fragments of their life. the obsessive addictive device managed to mentally capture its user and captivate him in the bordered world the&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;camera is able to create. The interior pixels create various worlds and optimum reality. The objects that compose any image are independent of its own though each has a role but combined together they provide a magical dialogue with each other, but the most astonishing is that they take the life of their own and become immortal. The objects might change positions and arrangements thus changing their conceivable reality. For the photographer those photos would become his own belonging his is the god that created this world and little by little the lens becomes the eye that he hides behind to conceive the actual surrounding. He is rediscovering life on his own terms. At one point this self created god might die but his self created would forever live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;The series below are instant emotions and moments that are lost in the everyday life. the images were bewildering even for the actors appear in the photos. The captured emotions were a &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;shock and astonishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-5120895431507540733?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/5120895431507540733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/virtual-objectification.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5120895431507540733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5120895431507540733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/12/virtual-objectification.html' title='virtual objectification'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sx5RnAMb5BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/f5o5D-g4-yk/s72-c/dash+and+abs+black+and+white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4608117601591622235</id><published>2009-11-28T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T04:47:25.952-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>EID</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SxEbFyeNipI/AAAAAAAAALs/BMm1sVpQlYI/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SxEbFyeNipI/AAAAAAAAALs/BMm1sVpQlYI/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409134413710461586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needless to say that i hate eid and hate the social activities that comes with it. but looking at it from economical point of view it is the smartest  system ever created for the smartest ideology in the world. the fact that it uses religion as a drive to ensure cash flow and money movement to sustain the market . to be honest very impressive! very very unique! the day before eid streets are packed with people who literally run towards good and clothes, towards food and drinks. face book is filled with the happy eid statuses and the tagged pictures that in this particular eid shows salutered   sheep! why dose it have to be a sheep this cute white animal! no one knows but i suppose the Animal rights foundation has nothing to do except staying still and watching those cute creatures slaughtered! i wonder if the same things happened to dogs! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;personally i love EID! amazing time to witness people's low IQ and their naiveness! and an amazing paid holiday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4608117601591622235?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4608117601591622235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/eid.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4608117601591622235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4608117601591622235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/eid.html' title='EID'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SxEbFyeNipI/AAAAAAAAALs/BMm1sVpQlYI/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-2449742021221810281</id><published>2009-11-25T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T02:46:12.352-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>developmnts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Reading : Mortal Citie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;listening : Jazz.fm ( streaming the whole day )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;loving : Theodore Dystovsky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Projects: Project Lorie-Project Life-Project City ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;waiting : the results of the Logo ! My new EOS camera ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;hoping to go Brussel :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Hating : my car ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-2449742021221810281?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/2449742021221810281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/developmnts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2449742021221810281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2449742021221810281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/developmnts.html' title='developmnts'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-2523621269604173478</id><published>2009-11-22T01:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T01:26:22.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st centaury slavery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='color:gray; font-family:Verdana'&gt;World organizations  argue that the age of slavery has ended after the world war and now our life is filled with the slogans of the civil rights foundations. Scholars started studying human rights in universities! As if human right is a subject to be studied and comprehended! As if the simple right to be respected and the right to be free and SIMPLY LIVE has to be scripted  on paper and spoken in world wide conferences ! It has to be studied to find its way in this living world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='color:gray; font-family:Verdana'&gt;But again even with this media mess and the obligation to exist, we are still not free. Even in the middle of the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century we are still slaves for the head of the capital in other words the sheep owner! The owner that haven't read the human right declaration and haven't had any human right course or read any management book! Worst of all someone who knows nothing and understand nothing and thinks that the world revolves around his money! It is one thing to be slaves for the corporation and the institution , it is one thing that one doesn't own his own time for the sake for balanced life, it is one thing to be a slave for the capitalism, for advertising agencies, for the mass media, for the law, for religion, for mass destruction or for global economy but to be a slave for stupidity and mood swing to be slave for a sheep owner. this is the new slavery of the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century that not even Luther king has expected ! He had a dream! But he forgot to sleep in the first place! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-2523621269604173478?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/2523621269604173478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/21st-centaury-slavery.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2523621269604173478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2523621269604173478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/21st-centaury-slavery.html' title='21st centaury slavery'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-9046688921928197633</id><published>2009-11-19T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T02:24:39.029-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekly'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SwUbsNQTlNI/AAAAAAAAALk/Ft_hzH1Xejw/s1600/wedebsday+box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405757374014395602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SwUbsNQTlNI/AAAAAAAAALk/Ft_hzH1Xejw/s320/wedebsday+box.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-9046688921928197633?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/9046688921928197633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/9046688921928197633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/9046688921928197633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SwUbsNQTlNI/AAAAAAAAALk/Ft_hzH1Xejw/s72-c/wedebsday+box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-720393707800997192</id><published>2009-11-18T12:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T12:52:37.521-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>ONE LIFE...... ONE BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;ok you have to admit that having a blog is one of the craziest and wierdest things in life! if i was told that  6 years ago  i would have a facebook page, multiple acounts on the crazy ning network and a BLOG! i will totally freak out and go crazy . to me that would be a sort of opening up and exposing feeling and emotions this will be showing fear, craziness, love, hate and most of all showing my vulnerable points.looking at the issue form this perspetive i have this struggle each time i post something on this page. this is not a professional hotspot where hard words and design issues is discussed. this is not an online portfolio where things can be bragged about . this is not a complete journal to serve as a personal notebook, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;definatly not personal since poeple can follow it and read things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;! untill this moment i havent figured out what this blog means or where it shall end! it is just as messy as my life is and as crazy and random as all the thoughts in  my head. i will keep jugging between words and betweens life by at least it is ONE life and it is totally mine and it is one blog ( for now) and it is totally mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-720393707800997192?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/720393707800997192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-life-one-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/720393707800997192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/720393707800997192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-life-one-blog.html' title='ONE LIFE...... ONE BLOG'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4455416368448306692</id><published>2009-11-11T06:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T06:55:52.989-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world formation'/><title type='text'>Beat That UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SvrOxadDKRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0Y4Iwt0poPs/s1600-h/rodina_mat_zovet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402858051294406930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SvrOxadDKRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0Y4Iwt0poPs/s320/rodina_mat_zovet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SvrOxFN7U_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/yt2VnmQA8IQ/s1600-h/5daf8660-3624-4b97-b6e9-b88ccdad0ec6_mw800_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402858045593834482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SvrOxFN7U_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/yt2VnmQA8IQ/s320/5daf8660-3624-4b97-b6e9-b88ccdad0ec6_mw800_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mother Motherland monument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="BACKGROUND: white"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;It just feels good to dig more in the Russian history and to find all the crazy things those Russians do and capable of doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;This memorial of huge sizes was built in the end of 50's to pay the tribute to the memory of those people who were killed on their duties during the WWII. The monument is in Guinness Book of World Records as the highest monument at that time. The woman symbolizes Russia and is two times higher than Statue of Liberty with 85 meters high (~280 feet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="BACKGROUND: white"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4455416368448306692?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4455416368448306692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/beat-that-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4455416368448306692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4455416368448306692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/beat-that-up.html' title='Beat That UP'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SvrOxadDKRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0Y4Iwt0poPs/s72-c/rodina_mat_zovet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-2229850529072967950</id><published>2009-11-11T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:47:52.225-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekly'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SvqWJFDZEBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ziQmO7_SsoY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402795785703723026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SvqWJFDZEBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ziQmO7_SsoY/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-2229850529072967950?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/2229850529072967950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2229850529072967950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2229850529072967950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SvqWJFDZEBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ziQmO7_SsoY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5610161236849235768</id><published>2009-11-09T03:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T03:08:05.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vandalism in Jabal Al-Joufe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Arial'&gt;8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of November is now marking a new date that will be joined and linked to the events  of the rebellion and vandalism in Ma'an and the renowned fights in the JU university over one Caucasian girl . Where on the opposite side big billboard advertisements stand in the face of the citizens promising with a more modern and a brighter future, the situation in Jabal Al joufe (eastern Amman) promises otherwise. The death of one young man who descends to one famous tribe leads to destroying  public and private properties ; ironically including a public hospital that offers free of charge treatment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Arial'&gt;One might relate those actions to the escalating economical situation of the country or the rage against the corrupt government but such action that came as consequence of the death of their son in the hospital after being admitted couple of weeks as result of a street fight. The tribe gave itself the right to form its own constitution and ask for the person responsible for his death of course asking for their revenge. Revenge in Jordan has always formed itself as a base in the tribal constitution. Usually the result of such action is either the death of the killer or a huge amount of money that would be agreed upon by the two parts of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Arial'&gt;this year we are celebrating Amman's 100 birthday  , we are making bigger cities and taller buildings, we are providing more services and we have better education and more jobs but on the other side we are turning into more savage people and our points are becoming narrower and narrower. we higher expensive people to plan streets and buildings that we destroy when we get mad about and seek revenge. We neglect the increase in the gas and food we neglect the increasing rate of unemployment but we never let go of revenge and hand the power to the authority! Maybe the city needs a new master plan for what is on the inhibitors head before planning what is under their feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-5610161236849235768?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/5610161236849235768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/vandalism-in-jabal-al-joufe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5610161236849235768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5610161236849235768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/vandalism-in-jabal-al-joufe.html' title='Vandalism in Jabal Al-Joufe'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-3999137533363793734</id><published>2009-11-02T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T03:01:02.816-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Saint Peterburg-Intensive lense</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su67BVFsGEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iZ5B4spyyiU/s1600-h/opened+bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399458634779072578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su67BVFsGEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iZ5B4spyyiU/s320/opened+bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su66xO06ijI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yQHUpnSfdTo/s1600-h/opened+bridge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399458358220196402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su66xO06ijI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yQHUpnSfdTo/s320/opened+bridge2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su63nYIAR5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/uErw4c6fe8w/s1600-h/blue+sky+of+peterburg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399454890382608274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su63nYIAR5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/uErw4c6fe8w/s320/blue+sky+of+peterburg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su614yvUONI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jC_W_Prsxno/s1600-h/bridge+at+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399452990561335506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su614yvUONI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jC_W_Prsxno/s320/bridge+at+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su6zHTITEqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WyIelNXjgPM/s1600-h/swan+lake-marinsky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399449941239337634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su6zHTITEqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WyIelNXjgPM/s320/swan+lake-marinsky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su6xrKGYy9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/NcFXwna4qBI/s1600-h/marinsky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399448358267440082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su6xrKGYy9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/NcFXwna4qBI/s320/marinsky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su6wfv76ZdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/3E5QCLd4src/s1600-h/cathedral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399447062753994194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su6wfv76ZdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/3E5QCLd4src/s320/cathedral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399445912050835282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su6vcxO5n1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/WSncNfgsuKA/s320/DSC07162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-3999137533363793734?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/3999137533363793734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/saint-peterburg-intensive-lense.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/3999137533363793734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/3999137533363793734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/saint-peterburg-intensive-lense.html' title='Saint Peterburg-Intensive lense'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Su67BVFsGEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iZ5B4spyyiU/s72-c/opened+bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-6170104226649591897</id><published>2009-11-02T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T02:04:49.099-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>i left my soul there</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;A city I barely know, a city I barely lived in, though I claim it to be mine and claim to own its wind, snow, rivers and bridges. I claim to understand its people, its routine and its everyday life. Here I am walking like an alien in its streets, following the curves of the Neva River on my touristic map. I walk counting the tiles on the floors, the falling autumn leaves on the fresh green grass, the lighten windows on the classical facades.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk like an alien in the city that brought peace to my heart, in the city that it completely owned by me the same city that witnessed my birth. I left my soul there to be  the impress of the palace and the owner of the houses, the blessed goddess that protects the rivers and the boats, the protector of the winter and the summer palace, the savior of the white legged trees of the continues forests. I mixed with the blood of Alexander and spilled on the Blood of the Savior Cathedral and mingled it with the water of the river and the rain. I am the power that opens the bridges at night to draw beautiful drawings against the black sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-6170104226649591897?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/6170104226649591897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-left-my-soul-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6170104226649591897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6170104226649591897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-left-my-soul-there.html' title='i left my soul there'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-1400026700226625588</id><published>2009-10-21T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T06:31:28.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painitngs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>قلت ابتسم يكغي التجهم في السما</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/St7jE-UCvpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HsJ6l2WR0FA/s1600-h/smiling+flare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394999078222478994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 423px; height: 315px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/St7jE-UCvpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HsJ6l2WR0FA/s320/smiling+flare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/St7h47N33bI/AAAAAAAAAI8/J3a3gTbSDtg/s1600-h/smiling+flare.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-1400026700226625588?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/1400026700226625588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1400026700226625588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1400026700226625588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='قلت ابتسم يكغي التجهم في السما'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/St7jE-UCvpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HsJ6l2WR0FA/s72-c/smiling+flare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4070606304281920987</id><published>2009-10-13T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:39:25.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Metamorphosis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Franz Kafka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gregor who suddenly over night turns into an insect over night is locked tragically in his new body. The story beautifully reveals his emotional struggle between his new identity as an insect and his old self as a working human being. He desperately refuses his new self and afraid of what he might become. He clings to his human self by clinging to his emotional feelings towards his family. He knew that insects don’t love or hate and they certainly don’t have emotions, for him as long as he gets hold of those these emotions then his transformation is not complete. Throughout the progress of the story lot his behaviors change and so is his family’s reaction to him. They stopped considering him as a brother or a son rather gradually they looked at him in sympathy and disgust until the end of the story when they his being is contradicting with their being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What legitimizes a human being, is it the memory that he prints in people’s mind, is it the amount of money that they posses and willing to give. their attachment to one another is governed by a thin line that can be cut by time . everyone is replaceable and surely everyone is disposable even if the emotions in hand are pure family emotions. In gregor’s case, he was the money provider for the family and they depended on him hence he was respected. When he lost his ability to be involved in the working field they had to abandon him and look for other sources. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The story magically reveals the feeling of an insect, the way  it moves or crawls on the walls, the way it eats or aches, the way it thinks and corresponds to external effects, we see this thorough his feeling of despair and shame of not being able to help his family, his feelings of hurt and deep sorrow and sadness. It  should not be read in a biased   manner towards him or  his family , it is a story of every day happening and everyday life. the disgusting feelings of an insect that might push the reader to vomit while the feelings o f the family and their disgusting means of survivor after the his death is two sides of one coin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4070606304281920987?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4070606304281920987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/metamorphosis.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4070606304281920987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4070606304281920987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/metamorphosis.html' title='Metamorphosis'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-6405998149262876554</id><published>2009-10-09T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:20:33.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>i love :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;1. i love it when you put your fingers on your moustache when you think . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;2. i love it when you smile at me when you predict what am going to do or say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;3. i love it when you play  your guitar while waiting for me to get ready to leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;4. i love it when you get so upset and mad when you are nicotine deprived or when you hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;5. i love it when you put music just for me and always put jazz followed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;nora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; just to make me smile cause u know i love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;6. i love it when you listen to me when i talk about architectural stuff and try to make sense of what i am saying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;7. i love it when you kiss me and then look in my eyes and tell me that you miss me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;8. i love it when you wear nice and tidy shirts even though you hate them just to please me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;9. i love it when you dance with me in the street whenever you hear a nice song being played.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;10. i love it when you come home with my favourite gummy bears and my favourite chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;11. i love it when you know my size and know my style in clothes. most of all i love when you go shopping with me and hold the tones of clothes that i chose knowing that i will only buy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;12. i love when you talk to my sisters and joke with me about me and about my crazy habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;13. i love it when u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;allow me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; to bite you and pinch even tough it hurts you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;14. i love it when you move your head wen you play the guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;15. i love it when you make my morning coffee in order to avoid the monster :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;16. i love it when you join me for a cup of tea ..... in the tea pot that i insisted to have and you bought for me willingly :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;17. i love it when you act as if you were reading while you are just making a point and not talking to me and acting mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;18. i love it when you get upset and mad  when am late or when i say something illogical , you have funny expressions when you get upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;19. i love it when you get worried if i did not answers your emails during the day when we are at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;20. i love it when you eat with me though you are full cause u know i hate to eat alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;21. i love it when u trust me while driving and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; freak out whenever a car passes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;22. i love it when you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;ove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; me even if you were waiting for me for an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;23. i love it when you get upset and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; when i get dressed and put on a new shirt when am going to meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Aby's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; friend ( the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;ambassador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; ) :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;24. i love it when you solve all kind of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;riddles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; and  the answer for all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;25. i love it when you start bragging about the things that you know and the dates that you memorise :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; they are important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-6405998149262876554?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/6405998149262876554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6405998149262876554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6405998149262876554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love.html' title='i love :)'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-2105383112229451343</id><published>2009-10-08T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:07:40.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustrations'/><title type='text'>inspired by Tamayo2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Ss3wanQy8aI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Rp8Ui5hfmSQ/s1600-h/neck+open.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390228669039047074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Ss3wanQy8aI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Rp8Ui5hfmSQ/s320/neck+open.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-2105383112229451343?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/2105383112229451343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/inspired-by-tamayo2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2105383112229451343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/2105383112229451343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/inspired-by-tamayo2.html' title='inspired by Tamayo2'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Ss3wanQy8aI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Rp8Ui5hfmSQ/s72-c/neck+open.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-6351852292369387386</id><published>2009-10-07T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T07:24:29.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>my tiny tiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I have a tiny tiny box in my bag that I keep, filled with rosemary roses and sweet  memories. Apple seeds with a bit of lemon drips  in my box.with beatiful colored edges like a mexican bride,bright red and yellow with drops of green.  Rarely I open it now in order not to lose the scent that has been accumulating during the years and is inhabiting the space that is holding most of my memories and my hidden treasures. In this box I used to play hide and seek with my self. Many times I caught myself hiding in the midst of the flowers of that box beyond all the logic and all the numbers that dazzles my little brain. In my box I have hidden so long that I learnt the melodies of the silent notes and I embraced the colors of the rainbow glowing in the sky. I wrinkled the purple papers that for so long occupied my sketchbook and mixed with the roses making them my bed. I stayed so long in my box that now it is time to bury it and open a new one.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-6351852292369387386?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/6351852292369387386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-tiny-tiny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6351852292369387386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6351852292369387386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-tiny-tiny.html' title='my tiny tiny'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-367950968924913668</id><published>2009-10-01T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T05:20:08.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustrations'/><title type='text'>shity mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SsnkB5zGejI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oyjBunfw3Xw/s1600-h/mind+full+of+shit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389089150471666226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SsnkB5zGejI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oyjBunfw3Xw/s320/mind+full+of+shit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SsSvkkV60II/AAAAAAAAAIc/nFxTIDZcJH4/s1600-h/mind+full+of+shit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-367950968924913668?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/367950968924913668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/shity-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/367950968924913668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/367950968924913668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/shity-mind.html' title='shity mind'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SsnkB5zGejI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oyjBunfw3Xw/s72-c/mind+full+of+shit2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4469424257525568989</id><published>2009-10-01T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T02:39:27.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women right'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>woman at point Zero -Nawal sadawi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SsR4QN69qyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/T2Wjfs7GBCM/s1600-h/womanatpointzero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387563274252167970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SsR4QN69qyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/T2Wjfs7GBCM/s320/womanatpointzero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;The book opens up with the internal conflict of the powerful doctor that feels challenged by this prisoner named ferduis that refuse to meet her . her silence left the doctor hopeless and powerless, feeling that she has beaten by a killer who would be dead in few days. The psychological defeat of one man is only attained by silence. But at the end of the book the author/doctor admits that a killer who is true and honest is more powerful and honest than her. a killer who seeks her oneness is more powerful that a neurologist. Sitting on the ground feeling intermediated by the power around ferduis and her existence the doctor she doesn’t feel the coldness of the bare rough concrete. Ferduis slowly unravels graphically her story her emotions and her way of looking at people’s eyes in attempt t o understand them. He life is tragic filled with oppression and rejection by everyone she meets, abused in her childhood and adulthood, practically the story of 50% of women in the middle east. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;The story jumps between the temples of fear and hate at one point and hate and anger at another, between black small eyes and the light they reflect as the ferduis address. This is not a story of prostitute thriving for compassion this is a story of a strong powerful woman who seek the freedom of her soul in a society controlled by sexual creatures called men.&lt;br /&gt;At one point in her life she understands the contradicting parts of a relationship and gains control by choosing to be a prostitute. At some parts of the book she tries to blend in the society holding her “respect” with her high school diploma but she fails. When she decides to regain her &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;freedom&lt;/span&gt; of choice she gains respect, when she decides to tell the truth in a world full of men’s lies she gets prosecuted and considered as a dangerous woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;The content is powerful and tackles aspects of social, economical and religious society . taking the reader through a turbulent life with child abuse, child molestation, circumcision, rape, betrayal by people that led to her explosion in a life she struggled to adapt to but she couldn’t. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4469424257525568989?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4469424257525568989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/woman-at-point-zero-nawal-sadawi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4469424257525568989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4469424257525568989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/10/woman-at-point-zero-nawal-sadawi.html' title='woman at point Zero -Nawal sadawi'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SsR4QN69qyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/T2Wjfs7GBCM/s72-c/womanatpointzero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-886237966577957697</id><published>2009-09-30T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:13:55.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustrations'/><title type='text'>محادثة</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SsMrac17UTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4RIGaFZRPLw/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387197312684216626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SsMrac17UTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4RIGaFZRPLw/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;بيننا و بين السماء 2 كم لكن ليس كلنا يريد ان يمشي او حتى ان يفتح عينيه!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;يا زلمة افتح عينيك و شوفها هايها كريبة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;يكفي التجهم في السما يا اخي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ها و شو هاظ تجهم!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-886237966577957697?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/886237966577957697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/886237966577957697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/886237966577957697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_30.html' title='محادثة'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SsMrac17UTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4RIGaFZRPLw/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-3163479677739474096</id><published>2009-09-27T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T07:25:34.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blbaling'/><title type='text'>procastinate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;procrastinate /proʊkr'æstɪneɪt/&lt;br /&gt;procrastinates 3rd person present; procrastinating present participle; procrastinated past tense,past participle&lt;br /&gt;If you procrastinate, you keep leaving things you should do until later, often because you do not want to do them. VERB formal&lt;br /&gt;Most often we procrastinate when faced with something we do not want to do. V&lt;br /&gt;procrastination N-UNCOUNT /proʊkr'æstɪn'eɪʃən/&lt;br /&gt;He hates delay and procrastination in all its forms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;a new word that i just learnt , am using this word almost 10 times a day, i wonder how my life was before i knew it exists. i wonder what things are there waiting for me to explore them and see how my life would change if i knew them .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;back to the procastiation, since i got to the architectural school i found it really hard to start working on things specially if the process of thinking is envolved. i would do a cup of coffe, i will fix my room, i will read a book that i bought two years ago , iwill check my facebook three times per minute! hoooo it was pretty hard to start ! for me things were never logical so i decided to run away from logic to feelings and i started to design what feels right and it always turned out o be right, so procastination ... ammm i think i was just procastinating ,... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;i was not actually intouch with my inner feelings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-3163479677739474096?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/3163479677739474096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/procastinate.html#comment-form' title='0 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term='painitngs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>dancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs_UAaETTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eBEchGhkkco/s1600-h/DSCF0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384967392390827314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs_UAaETTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eBEchGhkkco/s320/DSCF0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-3538918500133915275?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/3538918500133915275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-8646212885910690517</id><published>2009-09-24T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T03:25:39.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='architecture'/><title type='text'>water and steel wires</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs6_uSkqqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/edklnomqo0Q/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384962645883660962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs6_uSkqqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/edklnomqo0Q/s320/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs6_a6062I/AAAAAAAAAHM/vKJ0vlRUBI8/s1600-h/london3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384962640683789154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs6_a6062I/AAAAAAAAAHM/vKJ0vlRUBI8/s320/london3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs6-9kkV9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/y_rSw2H-86Q/s1600-h/london2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384962632805799890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs6-9kkV9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/y_rSw2H-86Q/s320/london2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs6-m3FoRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/in9dcidSrNU/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384962626709463314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs6-m3FoRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/in9dcidSrNU/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs6-ECoyKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AGT3wWtChF4/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384962617362663586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs6-ECoyKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AGT3wWtChF4/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;nothing was more dazzeling than the horizon line between the sky and the sea. from the series steel bar and water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-8646212885910690517?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/8646212885910690517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/water-and-steel-wires.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8646212885910690517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/8646212885910690517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/water-and-steel-wires.html' title='water and steel 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type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384960001699987010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 438px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs4lz8DvkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/0kQkSA499Xk/s320/DSC09377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384959993797366386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 436px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs4lWf7UnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Bm07uHF_Q7k/s320/DSC09367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs4lBstxxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/tlUXW9F0XFo/s1600-h/DSC09356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384959988213860114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 434px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs4lBstxxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/tlUXW9F0XFo/s320/DSC09356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs4kqGiqHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/fRXLAg5Q05w/s1600-h/DSC09328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384959981879732338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 437px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs4kqGiqHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/fRXLAg5Q05w/s320/DSC09328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-9221172050046000221?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/9221172050046000221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/bits-from-lonodn.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-445582418901112842</id><published>2009-09-24T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T03:42:48.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painitngs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>colored matroshka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs2PUwer2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/DGADqyAMr7I/s1600-h/000_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384957416349544290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 464px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srs2PUwer2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/DGADqyAMr7I/s320/000_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dress!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5337102203023285344</id><published>2009-09-24T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T03:17:16.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='architecture'/><title type='text'>what if i filled my life with colors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384945515027408946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srsrak4KqDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Usl6cgwENn4/s320/30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SrsqBb3ULKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/spzVQAvnGmk/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384943983599561890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SrsqBb3ULKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/spzVQAvnGmk/s320/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384941762245163362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SrsoAIrJ-WI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vx8W2xF78qU/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SrsnSUMf6dI/AAAAAAAAAFE/m6XHWvF5nDk/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-if-i-filled-my-life-with-colors.html' title='what if i filled my life with colors!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srsrak4KqDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Usl6cgwENn4/s72-c/30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-8734451926731499685</id><published>2009-09-23T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:52:02.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>طيارة من ورق</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SrqgajvMsmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HFF4QlhlwJQ/s1600-h/get_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384792682605097570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SrqgajvMsmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HFF4QlhlwJQ/s320/get_img.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srqgaf-AjBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jnIxxed-2PU/s1600-h/get_img+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srqgaf-AjBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jnIxxed-2PU/s1600-h/get_img+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384792681593474066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Srqgaf-AjBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jnIxxed-2PU/s320/get_img+(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;اي ولك جينا لهون و بعدين لشو! حتى نحن صرنا سلعة ترويجية اهلا تكنلوجيا! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;تانيا &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;اسمك انت تانيا &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ايه لكن من هلا بقا اسمك تانيا &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ايه لنو اسهل الفظه هلا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;انت نليمة لما عاملة حالك نايمة !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;2003 movie i took out from the shelves thinking that i would see Ziad rahbnai or hear some of his songs! at least something as good as good of his plays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;instead see a repetition for something i have seen already in three movies and ziad had a minor part in it. even if they erased his role if would affect the plot! the movie is not bad over all, cinematography and amazing colours. the story is about the Israeli occupation in a durzi village. half of the village belongs to the Lebanese side and the other belongs to the Israeli side and there a huge mine field separating the both sides. women stand on the edge every day shouting at each other with their intimate life details. a situation that a lot Lebanese Palestinian people know it very well. the plot revolves around a girl that is forced to leave to the other side and marry her cousin while she is in love with the Israeli soldier who is ziads friend. the girl hates the boy and tells him that in his face telling him that she is in love with someone else.at the end the girl is sent back to her family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i was tying to figure out a deeper meaning to the movie or more subtle maybe a bit sarcastic but excuse my low IQ i couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-8734451926731499685?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SrqgajvMsmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HFF4QlhlwJQ/s72-c/get_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4622111016511216470</id><published>2009-09-16T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T06:33:39.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Reem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i once had a friend named &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Reem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, a sweet girl who was my best friend for a long time. i shared secrets and joy  with her, we shared a tiny Little room in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;irbid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. haven't seen her for almost 2 years now and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; talked to her for 4 years. not knowing why and how , not knowing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; it was me to her , but for me it was easier to blame her and put on her, it was easier to say i  hate her rather than talking to her about the real problem and sort it out. maybe things would have been different if we just talked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;after a year we meet and we talk, all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; were revealed and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hurtful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; words we said are put on the table. she became this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; person and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; loving, living spirit. she has grown to be a sweet person that i have missed for the past years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;this is a special post for that person and a special welcome to my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4622111016511216470?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4622111016511216470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/reem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;i urge a house on the see.... i dream of waves hitting my side of the sea shore. i miss you and i know that i do .. i miss you and i know that i urge you and i have you in my bubble. i miss you and i walk on the street knowing this fact and urging this feeling. i miss you and when this sad and angry lonely feelings hover in my chest i can fee it in my tummy . i miss you and i know i do and i know i will . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-836153100974070109?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/836153100974070109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/836153100974070109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/836153100974070109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_13.html' title='!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-5806616147521035507</id><published>2009-09-11T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T05:01:44.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>هممت بالرحيل لكني فضلت البقاء.ليس لأن سيارتي لم تعد تعمل لكن لأن أقدامي لم تقبل ان ترحل و فضلت البقاء على المشي. لذا القي اللوم عليها لا علي.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-5806616147521035507?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/5806616147521035507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_11.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5806616147521035507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/5806616147521035507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-9034804109332800113</id><published>2009-09-11T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T04:58:02.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>school reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;nostalgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; filled me and a the old forgotten memories has overwhelmed my head with the old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;laughteres &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; and the old times we spent walking down the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;passage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; i used for every second  for three years, and when i say three years i mean every second , i was living at the dorms then and this school was  the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; of my life. now after six years i visit it again, what a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;weired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; feeling to be walking in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;midst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; of memories and look at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; corner of the big massive structure to find all the hidden memories in the old rusty mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;6 years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; that 6 generations has passed, what was i thinking when i thought that i might see some of my old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;colleagues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;, every one has already moved on and  the memories has burned into ashes, everything we had, all the good time is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; gone.no matter how hard we cried on our last day and no matter how we tried so hard to document each second of our last year and take pictures for every &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; at the end we let dust eat those pictures and we barely speak if we saw each other on the street. human relations are so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;weired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;. it is hard to say that but they relate to a concrete space and to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;a building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; more than they relate to human beings, maybe because building &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; change and they stay the way they are and humans turn to monsters after they hit 20! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-9034804109332800113?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/9034804109332800113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/9034804109332800113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/9034804109332800113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-reunion.html' title='school reunion'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-1111633858056284178</id><published>2009-09-09T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T05:15:51.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>SNOBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate snobs! A snob mean a person who claims to work for the community cares about the community and cares about children and their identity and the way they view Amman would refuse to help another project that serves the same purpose with one difference! It will not have his name on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Marxist snob who claims on top of all that to be a Marxist! And to claim reading the books of marx and to care about prolitaria while in fact he comes down from his pajero or hammer h3 and brag how much the community needs attention ! SNOBS! Communists SNOBS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-1111633858056284178?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/1111633858056284178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/snobs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1111633858056284178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1111633858056284178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/snobs.html' title='SNOBS'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-4801201375483453096</id><published>2009-09-09T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:09:35.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women right'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Honor crimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Statistics shows that 25 woman die yearly in Jordan because of honor crime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;An honor crime –&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; fimicide&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;em&gt;the act of violence against a relative usually a daughter or a sister for suspicion of losing virginity , even if the case was a rape or abuse or even if the woman was a victim of gossips she will have to pay the price&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;in Jordan potential victims &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;( women ) are jailed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( protective custody ) instead of their predators for their own safety as it is stated in the police reports and will not be released until a male relative signs a paper promising the safety of the woman, yearly 40 women are jailed with no way out or a clear solution for alomost 10 to 15 years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I googled &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HONOR CRIMES&lt;/span&gt; and all the results that I found was either written by &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jordanian bolggers&lt;/span&gt; or written about Jordan ! I found this a bit wearied the reasons were either that we are the only ones who can bluntly speak about it or we are the only one who have crime honors! Well I will let you decide! But this act opened the eyes of the&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Human Rights Watch &lt;/span&gt;and recently it asked Jordan to reconsider the Honor crime law in the Jordanian constitution . Jordan &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;responded by stating that&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;law was canceled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and that the decision now in the hand of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the house of representatives!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well of course the law was not canceled as the statement hinted and we still have the law that gives the killer a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sentence of 3 months if the crime was committed on a fit of fury base!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well and of course Jordanina men are furious about their &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;honor&lt;/span&gt; even if the crime was committed after months from the relative knowing of the sexual act! If it &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;happened in the first place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This cover&lt;/span&gt; for this violent is for a reason and it is covering a certain group and serves a definite reason, men can cover up with this verdict at any case of women disobedience even if it was her only fault is merely existing! or her sharing her brother in the family money !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a shame! A shame in a country that acts with all this development and modernization! A country that brags about having a new master plan and new high-rise and a new vision! Such a shame that we still deep inside live in a tribal community!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( a flake dropped from the sky , afraid and shattered, hurt and savataged, the poor flake drops on the ground awaiting to be stepped at and to crushed for the reason that she was dropped! Dropping on a window she felt relived to fall on a safe place, happy to close her eyes and sleep , she never knew that she will not open them again because the sun sentenced her to die, the upper power of justice and warmth has broken her promise to god. A promise stated to protect the flake and nurture her. The glass window wept in silent because his hands were tightened and couldn’t hold it before the flakes melts. Hands tightened by humans) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-4801201375483453096?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/4801201375483453096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/honor-crimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4801201375483453096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/4801201375483453096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/honor-crimes.html' title='Honor crimes'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-6759148269398197969</id><published>2009-09-07T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T03:56:10.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>وجوده قد يغضب او يبدي اعتراضه او حتى يرفع شكوى او عريضة لكنه يعود الى عقله و يفضل أن ينام!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-6759148269398197969?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/6759148269398197969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6759148269398197969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/6759148269398197969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='!'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-1754441567332377738</id><published>2009-09-02T05:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:12:07.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world formation'/><title type='text'>Popeye and the time of the great depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sp5iWvkbj0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/rcgXqg34Szw/s1600-h/JeffKoons_Popeye_email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376843147992862530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 405px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sp5iWvkbj0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/rcgXqg34Szw/s320/JeffKoons_Popeye_email.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;First c reated by : Elzie Segan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;First published in King Features Syndicate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't you find it wired that &lt;span style="color:#548dd4;"&gt;Popeye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( the famous cartoonish character in America)&lt;/em&gt; was created in 1929-the time of the great depression! The perfect time for creating a new icon-aw &lt;em&gt;gaining a huge destructive power by eating only one food ingredient ! Am not really sure if the massage to be addressed here is –come on people you can feed on only ingredient and you will become super strong ! ( a bit socialist I guess! But again we are talking about 1929! &lt;/em&gt;) well any how this marvelous cartoon icon was a part of already published comic strip in 1919 and haven't appeared till 1929 as a minor character and then after the huge success-&lt;em&gt;I suppose because of the economical situation&lt;/em&gt;-The character was associated with &lt;span style="color:#548dd4;"&gt;get rich schemes&lt;/span&gt; and moral and &lt;span style="color:#548dd4;"&gt;social behaviors&lt;/span&gt; . until that period he was merely a comic strip in a published magazine. His most evident characteristic was a simple sailor man seeking justice for the common people.!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of course in 1933 when actually &lt;span style="color:#548dd4;"&gt;Popeye &lt;/span&gt;became a filmic cartoon by &lt;span style="color:#548dd4;"&gt;fliecher Studios&lt;/span&gt; the whole epic story of the delight humble and ( &lt;em&gt;socialist&lt;/em&gt; ) character depicting people's struggle at that time has mutated to a horny man following Olivia and fighting Bluto the villain who would steal her from him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In 1948 –&lt;em&gt;world war 2&lt;/em&gt; Popeye becomes a celebrated soldier who actually joins the Navy and the animation shows him wearing the navy and fighting the Nazis and the Japanese. ( MM I wonder if he would now fight in Iraq!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Any way telling the story of Popeye and the way it had evolved is like telling a story of the history of the unite-states and economical and political situation sometimes evens its stands towards certain ideologies. But at the current time it only represents consumer ship, entertainment, and the matcho powerful man. A sincere presentation of the utopia the state has created or a simple documentation of existing heterotopias! Am not really sure and I don't think that this the subject of discussion here , things now are much more simpler that it used to be and the whole issue of Mr Popeye invading Japan, Germany or Even Iraq! I bet he prefers to invade the Cartoon Network or more simply Olivia's panties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture by Jeff Koons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-1754441567332377738?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/1754441567332377738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/popeye-and-time-of-great-depression.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1754441567332377738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/1754441567332377738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/09/popeye-and-time-of-great-depression.html' title='Popeye and the time of the great depression'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/Sp5iWvkbj0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/rcgXqg34Szw/s72-c/JeffKoons_Popeye_email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061269680326406518.post-7916194861262168979</id><published>2009-08-31T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T01:54:25.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal work'/><title type='text'>round 2-volleyball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SpwwlbdIW5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/u1wbUXmnzkk/s1600-h/secondvolley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376225474756762514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SpwwlbdIW5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/u1wbUXmnzkk/s320/secondvolley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061269680326406518-7916194861262168979?l=collective-tamayo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/feeds/7916194861262168979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/08/round-2-volleyball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7916194861262168979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061269680326406518/posts/default/7916194861262168979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collective-tamayo.blogspot.com/2009/08/round-2-volleyball.html' title='round 2-volleyball'/><author><name>dash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17823315327174495217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2neKvX_rg/TXygvILHlRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7LRXLdJDcVI/s220/daryatarawneh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZzK1r7ftMQ/SpwwlbdIW5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/u1wbUXmnzkk/s72-c/secondvolley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
