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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Humanized ubermensch wrestles evil with his harangues of incoherent philosophies and wandering values. To him over and above laws and non-existing human natures are the nouse and God. He has tied himself in his kryptonite because being vulnerable is being strong; being a complete human is being a superman. Once upon a time, he saved the human race from all its unnecessary demons. Today he redeems himself from the human race and all its farce.</description><title>Humanized Übermensch.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @cerebral-ubermensch)</generator><link>http://cerebral-ubermensch.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>She held her crying son by the hair a foot above the ground and slit open his throat. There was a...</title><description>She held her crying son by the hair a foot above the ground and slit open his throat. 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I run my fingers across each...</description><link>http://cerebral-ubermensch.tumblr.com/post/50273198084</link><guid>http://cerebral-ubermensch.tumblr.com/post/50273198084</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 01:55:00 +0800</pubDate><category>Ramblings</category><category>writing</category></item><item><title>When words have lost their meaning and I am good as dead, I reckon for the faintest memories for...</title><description>When words have lost their meaning and I am good as dead, I reckon for the faintest memories for...</description><link>http://cerebral-ubermensch.tumblr.com/post/44777882785</link><guid>http://cerebral-ubermensch.tumblr.com/post/44777882785</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Mar 2013 19:08:00 +0800</pubDate><category>Ramblings</category></item><item><title> I am weak and unable, to dream even the faintest of dreams, to hope even with great possibilities,...</title><description> I am weak and unable, to dream even the faintest of dreams, to hope even with great possibilities,...</description><link>http://cerebral-ubermensch.tumblr.com/post/43227792824</link><guid>http://cerebral-ubermensch.tumblr.com/post/43227792824</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2013 23:07:59 +0800</pubDate><category>Ramblings</category></item><item><title>Remember the last night we lay together on your bed. That bed that smelled of sweat and everything...</title><description>Remember the last night we lay together on your bed. That bed that smelled of sweat and everything...</description><link>http://cerebral-ubermensch.tumblr.com/post/43227724381</link><guid>http://cerebral-ubermensch.tumblr.com/post/43227724381</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2013 23:06:45 +0800</pubDate><category>fictions</category><category>fiction</category></item><item><title>You were a riddle.</title><description>I mistook you for a riddle. 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paper to frighten words off
of the cliff; on the bor-
ders of this paper...</title><description>I write on the edge of the
paper to frighten words off
of the cliff; on the bor-
ders of this paper...</description><link>http://cerebral-ubermensch.tumblr.com/post/33293600530</link><guid>http://cerebral-ubermensch.tumblr.com/post/33293600530</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Oct 2012 19:34:19 +0800</pubDate><category>Ramblings</category></item></channel></rss>
