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	<title>Comments on: I am a novice</title>
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		<title>By: Mandel Cola</title>
		<link>http://www.neocrats.com/2007/01/07/wheres-waldo/#comment-18998</link>
		<author>Mandel Cola</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 15:39:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Ah my friend, if only you were good at maths you would not suffer this disability. But so it shall be; you shall play witness to the journey of words not yet typed, of sentences not yet weaved, and of substance not yet spoken, to the visible realm. They are in &lt;i&gt;martial array&lt;/i&gt; at the departure lounge of pre-existence, waiting to give rise the leaven of mortal life. 

They are  exhilirated at the prospect of their descent. Let's not have them wait.

Right now, somewhere, integers dive into a free-fall of equal ecstacy, from that same place, to the mind of a mathematician. I'll give you her number, you should hook up.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ah my friend, if only you were good at maths you would not suffer this disability. But so it shall be; you shall play witness to the journey of words not yet typed, of sentences not yet weaved, and of substance not yet spoken, to the visible realm. They are in <i>martial array</i> at the departure lounge of pre-existence, waiting to give rise the leaven of mortal life. </p>
<p>They are  exhilirated at the prospect of their descent. Let&#8217;s not have them wait.</p>
<p>Right now, somewhere, integers dive into a free-fall of equal ecstacy, from that same place, to the mind of a mathematician. I&#8217;ll give you her number, you should hook up.</p>
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		<title>By: Sanisha</title>
		<link>http://www.neocrats.com/2007/01/07/wheres-waldo/#comment-19053</link>
		<author>Sanisha</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 10:54:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Namaste, Saleem!
 
it can't be easy to follow your calling if it feels so uncertain!It's much easier to be in a secure job that you loath... so how valliant of you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Namaste, Saleem!</p>
<p>it can&#8217;t be easy to follow your calling if it feels so uncertain!It&#8217;s much easier to be in a secure job that you loath&#8230; so how valliant of you.</p>
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		<title>By: Saleem</title>
		<link>http://www.neocrats.com/2007/01/07/wheres-waldo/#comment-19055</link>
		<author>Saleem</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 12:12:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Sanisha, no valiance here, surname notwithstanding. My educational choices have always been what seemed most interesting and exciting in the moment; and also most possible; never was there a strategy to end up best suited to be a writer. Believe me, I'm not so brave that I'd forego the regularity and certainty of being a lawyer, instead. But there were some lines in Twelfth Night about this; and yet, lest I get too wrapped in the veil of self, in heedlessness and vain and idle imaginings, I shall return to work.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sanisha, no valiance here, surname notwithstanding. My educational choices have always been what seemed most interesting and exciting in the moment; and also most possible; never was there a strategy to end up best suited to be a writer. Believe me, I&#8217;m not so brave that I&#8217;d forego the regularity and certainty of being a lawyer, instead. But there were some lines in Twelfth Night about this; and yet, lest I get too wrapped in the veil of self, in heedlessness and vain and idle imaginings, I shall return to work.</p>
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		<title>By: Saleem</title>
		<link>http://www.neocrats.com/2007/01/07/wheres-waldo/#comment-19056</link>
		<author>Saleem</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 12:13:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Further, if anyone seeks to know better the essential and perpetual feeling that a writer has, deep in their heart, I can point you perhaps no further and no better than Zadie Smith's &lt;a href="http://books.guardian.co.uk/print/0,,329683769-110738,00.html" rel="nofollow"&gt;recent essay&lt;/a&gt; in the Guardian's Review.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Further, if anyone seeks to know better the essential and perpetual feeling that a writer has, deep in their heart, I can point you perhaps no further and no better than Zadie Smith&#8217;s <a href="http://books.guardian.co.uk/print/0,,329683769-110738,00.html" rel="nofollow">recent essay</a> in the Guardian&#8217;s Review.</p>
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		<title>By: nemoDreamer</title>
		<link>http://www.neocrats.com/2007/01/07/wheres-waldo/#comment-19059</link>
		<author>nemoDreamer</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 20:22:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>A simply beautiful post. Slightly sad and lost. Also a nice answer to my not-yet-existent post about how walking in New York for the first time feels like you're coming back to it. (And much better put than I could ever have done it... Leave it to the lyrical masturbators.) Mandel Cola, I have yet to meet you, but love you already: that comment was numerical balsam.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A simply beautiful post. Slightly sad and lost. Also a nice answer to my not-yet-existent post about how walking in New York for the first time feels like you&#8217;re coming back to it. (And much better put than I could ever have done it&#8230; Leave it to the lyrical masturbators.) Mandel Cola, I have yet to meet you, but love you already: that comment was numerical balsam.</p>
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