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            <title>Today</title>
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            <description>As a day breaks, there is a huge traffic of thoughts, ideas, dreams, aspirations, visions in my mind, but the one thing that has to - and will - take place in the midst of all these, is life. Life continues despite all this happening in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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You wake up with a headache, bad mood/happy mood, enthusiasm, not really feeling great. yet there is so much or nothing to do. Before you even get out of bed, SMS/emails are flooding into you Blackberry, and before you know it, you are late for a meeting, rushing through one thing to get to another, or simply taking it easy.&lt;br /&gt;
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A very close friend has just given birth, at the same time someone had a heart attack while flying to Bloemfontein, and 30 minutes after it is reported that she died. A celebrity friend has just gotten engaged; she was proposed to in Central Park, New York. A huge deal has been signed, a woman downtown just got raped, a little girl cries out for help and no one is responding because she has no one in her life; the only thing she has is the streets, drugs and to survive she ends up being a prostitute. &lt;br /&gt;
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A candidate is graduating, matriculants are busy with their final exams, a couple have a disagreement; then end up resolving it. Cool girls go shopping and end up meeting for high tea with friends, a mother is displeased with rebellious children, politicians fight against each other all in the name of “Power”, there’s a fabulous fashion and year-end function happening later in the day, and all the other things… drama, fabulousity… you name them. Things happen and go on happening throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;
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The break-of-day events/encounters/money/power and life all leads to every individual to make a choice about today, even if one doesn’t make any choice about today, that… is still a choice.&lt;br /&gt;
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Question is: What difference am I going to make today?&lt;br /&gt;
What do I want out of life today?&lt;br /&gt;
When all is said and done who am I today?&lt;br /&gt;
What is today to me?&lt;br /&gt;
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Life is a miracle. Today I am, and today I will be. And today…&lt;img src="http://www.destinyman.com/blogs/davidt/aggbug/106.aspx" width="1" height="1" /&gt;</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 16:50:28 GMT</pubDate>
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