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	<title>Sophistry and Illusion &#187; Poetry</title>
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		<title>Baruch Spinoza</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 01:24:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pierrette</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Baruch Spinoza]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[This evening we would like to share with you the English version of a poem written by Jorge Luis Borges. 

Baruch Spinoza
A haze of gold, the Occident lights up
 The window. Now, the assiduous manuscript
 Is waiting, weighed down with the infinite.
 Someone is building God in a dark cup.
 A man engenders God. He is [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A poem for Wednesday</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 23:17:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Pierrette</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I found this poem in Daniel Wegner&#8217;s The Illusion of Conscious Will.
A leaf was riven from a tree,
 &#8220;I mean to fall to earth,&#8221; said he.
 The west wind, rising, made him veer.
 &#8220;Eastward,&#8221; said he, &#8220;I now shall steer.&#8221;
 The east wind rose with greater force.
 Said he: &#8220;&#8216;Twere wise to change my course.&#8221;
 [...]]]></description>
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