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	<title>Comments on: Does anybody ever stop to smell the roses?</title>
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		<title>By: Kyle Kunnecke</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kyle Kunnecke</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2009 21:53:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I believe that we miss more than we know... and the experiment is a good example - anything out of context can be interpereted differently... but in the end if we all allow ourselves to notice the beauty of life - the cracks in the sidewalk, the smile of a homeless person (even if they are trying to pick your pocket) and stop being so selfish and self centered, the world might be a brighter place to live... the idea of picking up someone else&#039;s trash instead of walking past it on the sidewalk - or giving a bottle of water to a homeless person or donating time to a voulenteer organization... it doesn&#039;t take much to make us feel good - and all we have to do is slow down a little.

lastly, I will say this - I think that people like things because other people like them - we&#039;re all caught up with what other&#039;s see in us... so people go to concerts, buy art, wear certain clothes not because they love them but sometimes because they think that others will think better of them because of these choices... there is beauty in graffitti... (even if I can&#039;t spell it) and in spoken word - the song of birds and whir of cars outside - it&#039;s everywhere if we look - and when we stop worrying about what others think or how they might hurt us, we find suddenly that there&#039;s less pain and fear.  (how&#039;s that for rambling!)  - thanks for the post!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I believe that we miss more than we know&#8230; and the experiment is a good example &#8211; anything out of context can be interpereted differently&#8230; but in the end if we all allow ourselves to notice the beauty of life &#8211; the cracks in the sidewalk, the smile of a homeless person (even if they are trying to pick your pocket) and stop being so selfish and self centered, the world might be a brighter place to live&#8230; the idea of picking up someone else&#8217;s trash instead of walking past it on the sidewalk &#8211; or giving a bottle of water to a homeless person or donating time to a voulenteer organization&#8230; it doesn&#8217;t take much to make us feel good &#8211; and all we have to do is slow down a little.</p>
<p>lastly, I will say this &#8211; I think that people like things because other people like them &#8211; we&#8217;re all caught up with what other&#8217;s see in us&#8230; so people go to concerts, buy art, wear certain clothes not because they love them but sometimes because they think that others will think better of them because of these choices&#8230; there is beauty in graffitti&#8230; (even if I can&#8217;t spell it) and in spoken word &#8211; the song of birds and whir of cars outside &#8211; it&#8217;s everywhere if we look &#8211; and when we stop worrying about what others think or how they might hurt us, we find suddenly that there&#8217;s less pain and fear.  (how&#8217;s that for rambling!)  &#8211; thanks for the post!</p>
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		<title>By: William Hone,Jr.</title>
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		<dc:creator>William Hone,Jr.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 06:37:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Urbanites generally know better than to stop and make eye contact with beggers and buskers.  And it&#039;s not unusual to have your pocket picked by confederates of street performers. This article has a flavor of elite condescension towards its subjects. The answer to the question &quot;how many other things are we missing&quot; is contextual.  In the case of rush hour the answer is you miss your train.</description>
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