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	<title>Darkengine Media</title>
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	<description>The dark creations of a Darkengine</description>
	<pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2007 07:43:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Blip&#8217;s Clean Sheet</title>
		<link>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2007/04/15/blips-clean-sheet/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2007 07:43:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>darkengine</dc:creator>
		
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		<guid>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2007/04/15/blips-clean-sheet/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[	Intoxicated in hindsightI&#8217;m gonna get you on the flipsideYou&#8217;d be embrassed if you ever knewJust how much sleep I lost over you
	Worlds of tears in the clearest blueA clouded wreck and tested trueWith our mind&#8217;s afterburners onAs velvet night slides to grey dawn
	Your face pours in as the flood gates raiseTo bury it all, you, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Intoxicated in hindsight<br />I&#8217;m gonna get you on the flipside<br />You&#8217;d be embrassed if you ever knew<br />Just how much sleep I lost over you</p>
	<p>Worlds of tears in the clearest blue<br />A clouded wreck and tested true<br />With our mind&#8217;s afterburners on<br />As velvet night slides to grey dawn</p>
	<p>Your face pours in as the flood gates raise<br />To bury it all, you, my great mistake<br />My throat in knots, strips damage done<br />I choaked and and swallowed, I killed the the thought</p>
	<p>A King in vain, I hide the pain<br />I turn it up and ride the gain<br />This is my twisted destiny<br />To be forever the victim of your tragedy</p>
	<p>I dropped my gaurd, I missed my mark<br />I was lost in your dark eyes from the start<br />If I had swung at you and missed Just this once, <br />There&#8217;d be some ignorance in this blue</p>
	<p>As I stand over, looking down<br />The edge is blurry, level ground<br />You jumped but there&#8217;s no let<br />No, there&#8217;s no one there this time</p>
	<p>It doesnt matter, don&#8217;t you fret<br />Don&#8217;t fret my precious one<br />You&#8217;ll finally start to feel your way<br />In the cushion landing, soft and fake</p>
	<p>I&#8217;ve killed myself, I&#8217;ve been born again<br />With razor banes for these bitter men<br />I&#8217;m filled with rancor for my fate<br />I&#8217;ve cleared my soul and misrules of hate</p>
	<p>As I fall down on these bloody knees<br />Perception&#8217;s tuning, now I see<br />Intoxicated in hindsight<br />I&#8217;m gonna get you on the flipside
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		<title>&#8220;Accept the past&#8230;&#8221;</title>
		<link>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2007/02/17/accept-the-past/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 06:38:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>darkengine</dc:creator>
		
	<category>Darkengine Projects</category>
		<guid>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2007/02/17/accept-the-past/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[	Here are two renders I did back in 2006. The first is a tangram I modeled in November, and the second is the cover of Coldplay&#8217;s X&amp;Y i created in the beginning of December.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Here are two renders I did back in 2006. The first is a tangram I modeled in November, and the second is the cover of Coldplay&#8217;s X&amp;Y i created in the beginning of December.</p>
	<p><a target="_blank" href="http://darkenginemedia.com/2006-11/2006-11-14-tangram01.jpg"><img width="400" height="200" border="0" src="http://darkenginemedia.com/2006-11/2006-11-14-tangram01.jpg" /></a>&nbsp;</p>
	<p><a target="_blank" href="http://darkenginemedia.com/2006-12/2006-12-06-X&#038;Y03.jpg"><img width="400" height="200" border="0" src="http://darkenginemedia.com/2006-12/2006-12-06-X&#038;Y03.jpg" /></a>&nbsp;</p>
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		<title>HDRi Two</title>
		<link>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2007/01/29/hdri-two/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 06:49:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>darkengine</dc:creator>
		
	<category>Darkengine Projects</category>
		<guid>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2007/01/29/hdri-two/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[	This is my second attempt at creating something using High Dynamic Ranging imaging. I used an outline of a tribal tattoo for the reference to create something more complex than a simple sphere.
	


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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>This is my second attempt at creating something using High Dynamic Ranging imaging. I used an outline of a tribal tattoo for the reference to create something more complex than a simple sphere.</p>
	<p><a target="_blank" href="http://darkenginemedia.com/2007-01/2007-01-29-tribal01.jpg"><img width="400" height="200" border="0" src="http://darkenginemedia.com/2007-01/2007-01-29-tribal01.jpg" /></a></p>
<a target="_blank" href="http://darkenginemedia.com/2007-01/2007-01-29-tribal05.jpg"><img width="400" height="200" border="0" src="http://darkenginemedia.com/2007-01/2007-01-29-tribal05.jpg" /></a>
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		<title>HDRi</title>
		<link>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2007/01/27/hdri/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2007 06:44:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>darkengine</dc:creator>
		
	<category>Darkengine Projects</category>
		<guid>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2007/01/27/hdri/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[	Here are some of my first render&#8217;s utilizing High Dynamic Range imaging.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Here are some of my first render&#8217;s utilizing High Dynamic Range imaging.</p>
	<p>&nbsp;<br /><a href="http://darkenginemedia.com/2007-01/2007-01-27-hdri-test01.jpg" target="_blank"><img width="400" height="300" border="0" align="middle" src="http://darkenginemedia.com/2007-01/2007-01-27-hdri-test01.jpg" /></a></p>
	<p>&nbsp;<a href="http://darkenginemedia.com/2007-01/2007-01-27-hdri-test02.jpg" target="_blank"><img width="400" height="300" border="0" align="left" src="http://darkenginemedia.com/2007-01/2007-01-27-hdri-test02.jpg" /></a></p>
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		<title>Post [Insert Number Here]</title>
		<link>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/12/30/28/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Dec 2006 01:36:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>darkengine</dc:creator>
		
	<category>Darkengine Projects</category>
		<guid>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/12/30/28/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[	Well here i sit on my week and half vacation&#8230; something i like to think as a time for self-reflection. It seems many epiphanies have been unearthed throughout my current time away. Firstly, Mind Altering Substances are ultimately pointless, causing you to do things you wouldnt do while your sober, but giving you such a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Well here i sit on my week and half vacation&#8230; something i like to think as a time for self-reflection. It seems many epiphanies have been unearthed throughout my current time away. Firstly, Mind Altering Substances are ultimately pointless, causing you to do things you wouldnt do while your sober, but giving you such a high to cause you to do it again&#8230; but never an everlasting effect, only to leave you worse off than before, giving you a false since of reality. Secondly, ive learned to no longer hope for things, seeing as i only get let down. Thirdly, the things that are seemingly the simplest turn out to be the most difficult.</p>
	<p>I sit here suching for a muse, an enlightenment, but i know within myself there is nothing to be expected, and that in itself is a false hope. I sit with no regrets, i only think that i experience things so that i may learn from them. You would thing i would have found a muse in suffering&#8230; according to Justin&#8217;s shared quote &quot;Great Art comes from suffering&quot;, yet all i feel is nothing. So i suppose i shall sit here and wait, for good things come to those who wait. Rushing only causes more difficulties.<a target="_blank" href="http://www.darkenginemedia.com/2006-12/thelights01-2006-12-30.jpg"></a><a href="http://www.darkenginemedia.com/2006-12/2006-12-30-thelights01.jpg" target="_blank"><img width="400" height="200" border="0" src="http://darkenginemedia.com/2006-12/2006-12-30-thelights01.jpg" /></a>&nbsp;</p>
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		<title>Start; Stop; Restart</title>
		<link>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/12/13/start-stop-restart/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2006 19:18:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>darkengine</dc:creator>
		
	<category>Darkengine Projects</category>
		<guid>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/12/13/start-stop-restart/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[	Look close
	Look close and you will see
	Diamonds
	Into Infinity
	Don&#8217;t sing
	Don&#8217;t sing that song to me
	Of hope
	That Poison Melody&nbsp;
	&nbsp;
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p align="left">Look close</p>
	<p align="left">Look close and you will see</p>
	<p align="left">Diamonds</p>
	<p align="left">Into Infinity</p>
	<p align="left">Don&#8217;t sing</p>
	<p align="left">Don&#8217;t sing that song to me</p>
	<p align="left">Of hope</p>
	<p align="left">That Poison Melody&nbsp;</p>
	<p align="left"><a target="_blank" href="http://www.darkenginemedia.com/2006-12/monkeyballs01-2006-12-13.jpg"></a><a href="http://darkenginemedia.com/2006-12/2006-12-13-monkeyballs01.jpg" target="_blank"><img width="400" height="200" border="0" src="http://darkenginemedia.com/2006-12/2006-12-13-monkeyballs01.jpg" /></a>&nbsp;</p>
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		<title>Lost Contrl (In Progress) Edit</title>
		<link>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/11/29/lost-contrl-in-progress-edit/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 22:03:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shargraith</dc:creator>
		
	<category>Drew</category>
		<guid>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/11/29/lost-contrl-in-progress-edit/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[	&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 


Neo PhenominaWatch her eyes glowChallenging PerceptionsIts harder than you know
	Dancing to DestructionShes has lost controlDisconnected from realitySilly little girl
	Left her world behindUnder neon lightAluminum SatisfactionsWatch her go tonight
	Living Each DayAs if it were her lastAborting all RealityIt must be a blast
	Center of AttentionWhore of the New DayArtificialy StardomizedCyber Bitch
	Adrenaline of Your HateThriving on PainThis [...]]]></description>
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<p>Neo Phenomina<br />Watch her eyes glow<br />Challenging Perceptions<br />Its harder than you know</p>
	<p>Dancing to Destruction<br />Shes has lost control<br />Disconnected from reality<br />Silly little girl</p>
	<p>Left her world behind<br />Under neon light<br />Aluminum Satisfactions<br />Watch her go tonight</p>
	<p>Living Each Day<br />As if it were her last<br />Aborting all Reality<br />It must be a blast</p>
	<p>Center of Attention<br />Whore of the New Day<br />Artificialy Stardomized<br />Cyber Bitch</p>
	<p>Adrenaline of Your Hate<br />Thriving on Pain<br />This is Not a Dream<br />This is All that You Fear&nbsp;</p>
	<p>Illusion of Attraction<br />Despite All that Is Known<br />Rape of Common Sense<br />The Siren Sings Her Song&nbsp;</p>
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		<title>Thoughts Infekt</title>
		<link>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/11/29/thoughts-infekt/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 21:40:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shargraith</dc:creator>
		
	<category>Drew</category>
		<guid>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/11/29/thoughts-infekt/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[	Modificationer of dreams, 
	To every last stitch. 
	Bro/ken dreams falling apart, 
	Ripped at the seems.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Modificationer of dreams, </p>
	<p>To every last stitch. </p>
	<p>Bro/ken dreams falling apart, </p>
	<p>Ripped at the seems.</p>
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		<title>Header, Quotes</title>
		<link>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/11/29/24/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 08:51:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>darkengine</dc:creator>
		
	<category>Darkengine Projects</category>
		<guid>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/11/29/24/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[	Well here I am sitting here contemplating life among other things and quite a few random ideas came to mind for this post that you are reading&#8230; Right here, right now.
	First off i switched my header graphic from the default template to something i made.
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	And then i remember hearing this quote that lit up in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Well here I am sitting here contemplating life among other things and quite a few random ideas came to mind for this post that you are reading&#8230; Right here, right now.</p>
	<p>First off i switched my header graphic from the default template to something i made.</p>
	<p><a href="http://darkengine.blogsome.com/wp-admin/images/darkengineheader.jpg"><img width="180" height="57" border="0" title="" alt="" src="http://darkengine.blogsome.com/wp-admin/images/thumb-darkengineheader.jpg" /></a>&nbsp;</p>
	<p>And then i remember hearing this quote that lit up in my mind earlier</p>
	<p>&quot;To dwell in the past is to die in the present.&quot; -Riven</p>
	<p>And while searching out the origin of that quote, i discovered another that i like.</p>
	<p>&quot;We do not see things as they are. We see things as we are.&quot; -Talmud</p>
	<p>And ill throw these two in here for good measure.</p>
	<p>&quot;Art never comes from happiness.&quot; -Chuck Palahniuk</p>
	<p>&quot;It&#8217;s only after you have lost everything, when you are free to do anything&quot; -Fight Club, C. Palahniuk&nbsp;</p>
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		<title>Random Song Pieces</title>
		<link>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/11/24/random-song-pieces/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Nov 2006 04:16:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shargraith</dc:creator>
		
	<category>Drew</category>
		<guid>http://darkengine.blogsome.com/2006/11/24/random-song-pieces/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[	Creep
	The Desire of EmbraceThe Introduction of FleshLusting Concept and IdeaRejecting ReasonChasing A Dream
	Never has SIN Felt as RightTonight is Now the NightThe Creep has Won the FightYou are A True Delight
	The Brutal Murder of Innocence
	&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;
	A Midnights Delearium&nbsp;
	Delearium crawling under my skinRacing to my skullSwimming through my veinsAs it has once before
	My heart beating fasterI can [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Creep</p>
	<p>The Desire of Embrace<br />The Introduction of Flesh<br />Lusting Concept and Idea<br />Rejecting Reason<br />Chasing A Dream</p>
	<p>Never has SIN Felt as Right<br />Tonight is Now the Night<br />The Creep has Won the Fight<br />You are A True Delight</p>
	<p>The Brutal Murder of Innocence</p>
	<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</p>
	<p>A Midnights Delearium&nbsp;</p>
	<p>Delearium crawling under my skin<br />Racing to my skull<br />Swimming through my veins<br />As it has once before</p>
	<p>My heart beating faster<br />I can no longer see<br />The metamorphasis is complete<br />This Delearium is now me </p>
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