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	<title>Good and Lost</title>
	<link>http://goodandlost.org</link>
	<description>A Season in the Wind</description>
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		<title>Knowledge and Wisdom</title>
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Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
~ T. S. Eliot
I have many friends who would be philosophers, and most of them are of a decidedly pre-modern bent. Philosophy has often been at odds with the idea of 'knowledge,' of ...</description>
		<link>http://goodandlost.org/2010/07/30/knowledge-and-wisdom/</link>
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		<title>Satan, Demons, and the Black and White</title>
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The Devil goes by many names. Lucifer, Shaitan, the Evil One: these are a few of his Christian and Judaic names. He is called Adversary, the Liar, Old Scratch, the man downstairs. He is called Antichrist, Blasphemer, Heretic. He answers to Illumaniti, Knights Templar, Papism, the Bourgeoisie, the Communist Threat, ...</description>
		<link>http://goodandlost.org/2010/05/27/satan-demons-and-the-black-and-white/</link>
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		<title>All Roads Lead Through New York</title>
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In all my life, there have only been two places where I really feel at home. The first is the great American wilderness areas out west, in the desert or the mountains, miles and miles from the nearest human habitation. The other, paradoxically enough, is on the streets of New ...</description>
		<link>http://goodandlost.org/2010/04/21/all-roads-lead-through-new-york/</link>
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		<title>Homeward by Bus and Train</title>
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My last day in Tbilisi was spent walking around and meeting up for one last time with Nino, Nino and Marine for coffee and food at their apartment. It was a good last day, and I was sad to go, but the dark fell soon enough. My bus was at ...</description>
		<link>http://goodandlost.org/2010/02/22/homeward-by-bus-and-train/</link>
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		<title>Into the Capital of Georgia</title>
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I awoke on my last morning in Akhaltsikhe to snow on the ground and a bitterly cold wind. Nonetheless, I packed my things and headed down to the bus station, where I caught a marshrutka to Gori. I arrived to yet another hilltop fortress towering over the town. The freezing ...</description>
		<link>http://goodandlost.org/2010/02/16/into-the-capital-of-georgia/</link>
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		<title>Mountains and Monasteries</title>
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I left Batumi on the morning of the 7th, walking the kilometer or so to the bus station and checking for a marshrutka (Georgia's minibus answer to Turkey's dolmus) to the town of Akhaltsikhe in southern Georgia, a city with what looked to be some interesting sights in and about ...</description>
		<link>http://goodandlost.org/2010/02/11/mountains-and-monasteries/</link>
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		<title>Going Somewhere New</title>
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I found a bus company with a route into Georgia in the morning of the 4th and bought a ticket. The only available bus was a direct from Trabzon to Tbilisi, meant to arrive in the Georgian capital the next morning. That meant that the dropoff in Batumi would happen ...</description>
		<link>http://goodandlost.org/2010/02/06/going-somewhere-new/</link>
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		<title>Up the Black Sea Coast</title>
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I must say, it's good to be traveling again. A week ago today, I landed in Istanbul and headed to where I was staying, a few blocks away from Taksim square, where I unpacked my things and promptly fell asleep around 8:30 PM thanks to getting little sleep on my ...</description>
		<link>http://goodandlost.org/2010/02/03/up-the-black-sea-coast/</link>
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		<title>To Istanbul by Magic</title>
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A week ago, I was in Hamilton, Montana. By tomorrow evening, I’ll be in Istanbul. Total actual travel time: less than twenty hours. I move with my fellow international airport zombies, coffee-fueled and laden with carryon luggage. I stand in line, I show my passport, I sit in a soft ...</description>
		<link>http://goodandlost.org/2010/01/29/to-istanbul-by-magic/</link>
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		<title>Against Innocence</title>
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Sit down sometime, and watch a child playing. Assuming the child's innate creativity hasn't been burnt out of it by the drugs and television prescribed by our modern seers, you'll notice something interesting. The child's imaginary world is very different than the one he actually lives in. In the imaginary ...</description>
		<link>http://goodandlost.org/2010/01/18/against-innocence/</link>
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