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  <title>Fear cannot be outwitted, it must be confronted...</title>
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  <description>I ask myself, what is fear?  A dictionary will tell us that fear is, &quot;A feeling of agitation and anxiety caused by the presence or imminence of danger&quot;, but to me fear is whatever I choose.  What am I meaning by all of this jibber-jabber?  Why should I write about fear?  Because when you get a phone call from someone who&apos;s totally off-the-handle because they caused a fight, and can&apos;t correct it, and is then worrying that the person they love might be going to commit suicide because he can&apos;t take it any longer -- is why I am writing about fear.  Fear not for myself, for I believe fear was lost with me many years ago; I am numb to fear.  But fear was immanent today, it was forced upon me without my consent.  I had no control.  The only thing I could do was disregard the person on the phone, who in total fear was asking for my help to save their loved one.  I have lost fear.  I am, to be feared.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2001 01:36:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Here is my subject</title>
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  <description>Here is my event.  But what is an event?  A time in our lives which we embrace, then soon forget.  That, my friend, is an event.  Damn the man, and move on.</description>
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