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	<title>Nathaniel Clark</title>
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		<title>An Evolutionary Flop: To Leap Is Not To Land</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Things don’t always go the way you plan. In fact, sometimes planning is the least significant component in your life. Surely if you were some god-like creature designing frogs over the millenia, you’d work in leaping and landing as a sort of coupled unit — figuring that the conclusion is at least as necessary as [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/07/an-evolutionary-flop-leaping-before-knowing-how-to-land/</link>
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		<title>Paradox of Will</title>
		<description><![CDATA[An interesting set of thoughts, coming up at exactly the right time as I start to chide myself about not following through with all my vast plans for music, for life … Before I get into it, here’s the article: The Willpower Paradox from Scientific American, July 2010 I might expand this later, but the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/07/paradox-of-will/</link>
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		<title>A Lavish Reserve of Fighting Spirit</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I just have to post my latest horoscope from Free Will Astrology Here’s the really good news: CIA director Leon Panetta says there are fewer than 100 Al-Qaeda combatants in Afghanistan. Here’s the utterly confusing news: The U.S has over 94,000 highly trained human beings in Afghanistan whose express purpose is to destroy Al-Qaeda. I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/07/a-lavish-reserve-of-fighting-spirit/</link>
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		<title>A Storm</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I am liking today. Despite being tired, there’s a dark, powerful push that lingers behind the curtains. That’s the best way to describe it, the best I can think of: imagine, if you will, a slowly brewing storm-cloud, a thunderhead-to-be, full of force, slowly becoming something terrible, inexorable, natural. The ‘portentous storm’ feeling is helped, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/07/a-storm/</link>
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		<title>Responsive</title>
		<description><![CDATA[…[R]ather than creating immutable, unchanging spaces that define a particular experience, they suggest inhabitant and structure can—and should—mutually influence each other. -Ethan Marcotte]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/06/responsive/</link>
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		<title>To Solemnly Affirm</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So, a fine repast of words to break the fast of a colder night, following on the heels of the dark coffee of morning. Echoes of some of the ecstatic verbiage I myself have employed back in the visionary days of music and art. It’s a nice partner to the wellspring of motivation I feel [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/05/to-solemnly-affirm/</link>
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		<title>Sites That Get Me Crazy Lately</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Stepping into a world of typography and organization, these have been the nodes of interest lately: http://data.worldbank.org/ http://www.thenewhumanism.org/ http://www.npr.org/]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/04/sites-that-get-me-crazy-lately/</link>
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		<title>Threshold</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Such to the dead might appear the world of living — charged with information, with meaning, yet somehow always just, terribly, beyond that fateful limen where any lamp of comprehension might beam forth –Thomas Pynchon, Against The Day]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/04/threshold/</link>
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		<title>Simplified Beijing</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This is a rough/simple version of where we are — sitting a few long blocks down from the Forbidden City and Tianamen, and right at the crossroads of some heavy shopping areas. Earlier research suggests — though I cannot be sure — that the highly rated Da Dong Roast Duck restaurant is very very close. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/03/simplified-beijing/</link>
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		<title>Telegraph From Beijing Part 1</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Bad sleep the night before (what’s new?). Long long day of packing, cooking baby food, sorting clothes. Baba helping with Lushkin. Katya “why can’t we ever do anything on time?”. Finally out the door, almost 7pm. Night drive to LA. “Munis” in the back — Monsters Inc. — red bulls in the center column. In [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/03/telegraph-from-beijing-part-1/</link>
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		<title>I Can’t Stop Listening To This Song</title>
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		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/03/i-cant-stop-listening-to-this-song/</link>
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		<title>Prepping for China</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Getting ready– small, agile laptop. Online backups we hope we can access. Installing server on laptop to run dev sites. Drinking water.]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/03/prepping-for-china/</link>
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		<title>It Might Just Be A Great Day</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Off to a soaring start, though sleep is still a corrugated surface. Packing it up, packing it in, trying to streamline yet still be comprehensive. Thinking that expectations are like putting a soft blanket on the future, but the future is like the cold vein of air that inevitably creeps in. Also thinking: A mode [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/03/it-might-just-be-a-great-day/</link>
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		<title>In Bloom</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I keep forgetting to mention (to the noosphere in general) the “bloom”: here in the palm-and-desert aerie, we have the blessing of an early bloom. This is always a beautiful shock to my inner-climate-sense, since I grew up in {was forged in the Iroquois fires of} Upstate New York {and also subsequently in the Mohican [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/03/in-bloom/</link>
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		<title>All Tomorrow’s Parties</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes I think that these days are the compressed moments seen quickly, from the corner of the eye, in the half-light of the past… a moment of falling asleep, or of seeing the black window and thinking that it could be anywhere outside. Tonight, outside, it’s a rascal vein of cold air, slipping up through [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/03/all-tomorrows-parties/</link>
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		<title>Jumbalaya</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We’re all survivors, but who transcends survival? –joan baez. History is all about polishing the edges and flattering the ego, so don’t worry about that part of it while you’re doing the work. –todf]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2010/02/jumbalaya/</link>
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		<title>Skeleton of Christmas</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sitting in the semi-dark of Lucian’s room, playing with a wordpress app for my new “smartphone” (a title no object deserves when it requires so much instruction and direction), reviewing family, christmas, music, and food in my head (in that order). Seeing the armature of xmas in a vision and it’s dark, silver and purple [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2009/12/skeleton-of-christmas/</link>
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		<title>The Grain of the Voice</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Tired. My ears are buzzing like they’re filled with boar bristles. Electric boar bristles. It’s been a long day. My throat is a continuous lost sigh. I am going to bed.]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2009/11/the-grain-of-the-voice/</link>
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		<title>Aural Fatigue</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Managed to uncover some novelty tonight, pushed Crucifixion Doll in another direction entirely but one that made me much happier. This is the song I have found entirely unyielding to manipulation lately … I have spent the last 4 sessions, several hours each, really trying to wrench this out of the sonic hole it was [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2009/10/aural-fatigue/</link>
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		<title>Recording Research</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A set of links for further research - mostly trying to capture some of Trent Reznor/Nine Inch Nails guitar timbre.]]></description>
		<link>http://nathanielclark.org/2009/10/recording-research/</link>
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