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	<title>Comments on: The Storm Before the Storm</title>
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		<title>By: Chris</title>
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		<dc:creator>Chris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 23:58:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember reading this story years and years ago about a civilization of small, extremely bland creatures who spent their entire lives in boats, traveling the ocean and chasing thunderstorms. In regular weather, they didn&#039;t feel or express anything. They only really came alive in the middle of powerful electrical storms. They&#039;d gather on islands and sing in the middle of the rain and lightning.

The main character in the story, who was traveling with them, wondered if this longing they had for storms actually created the storms - maybe the storms were chasing &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt;.

You&#039;re hardly what anyone would describe as bland, but this post reminded me of that story for some reason. I hadn&#039;t thought of it in a while.

Maybe you&#039;re unwittingly editing the weather.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember reading this story years and years ago about a civilization of small, extremely bland creatures who spent their entire lives in boats, traveling the ocean and chasing thunderstorms. In regular weather, they didn&#8217;t feel or express anything. They only really came alive in the middle of powerful electrical storms. They&#8217;d gather on islands and sing in the middle of the rain and lightning.</p>
<p>The main character in the story, who was traveling with them, wondered if this longing they had for storms actually created the storms &#8211; maybe the storms were chasing <em>them</em>.</p>
<p>You&#8217;re hardly what anyone would describe as bland, but this post reminded me of that story for some reason. I hadn&#8217;t thought of it in a while.</p>
<p>Maybe you&#8217;re unwittingly editing the weather.</p>
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