<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>https://ecency.com</link><image><url>https://ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>https://ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2026 18:03:04 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://ecency.com/@tidetaker/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Power is not free as in free will]]></title><description><![CDATA[Electrons, electricity. Travelling almost as fast as the speed of light. Travel means distance. The distance to the moon and back, at the speed of light, in seconds. A central processing unit is the size]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@tidetaker/power-is-not-free-as-in-free-will</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@tidetaker/power-is-not-free-as-in-free-will</guid><category><![CDATA[life]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[tidetaker]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2017 06:38:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/S5Eokt4BcQdk7EHeT1aYjzebg2hC7hkthT45e9uXv4eA8i8pE1nJzCKsDonXLmUBEZ2D822?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[What To Do When We Feel Burned Out]]></title><description><![CDATA[It's a common phenomenon in today's world, that people get burned out for different reasons. I'm one of these people. First of all, a burnout can mean many different things, it can be physically or mentally,]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@tidetaker/what-to-do-when-we-get-burned-out</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@tidetaker/what-to-do-when-we-get-burned-out</guid><category><![CDATA[life]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[tidetaker]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2017 05:07:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/S5Eokt4BcQdk7EHeT1aYjzebg2hC7hkthT45dtGeWF5jh6hVfkZ4t5MQfRA8Bva4Hk6WkrA?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Wyn | Fortunes of the Past – The Lake]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Lake Upon a large hill, almost a thousand meters over the sea, a great cathedral was built. When looking up towards the hill, you would notice the far stretching white walls, and the many tall towers]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@tidetaker/wyn-or-fortunes-of-the-past-the-lake</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@tidetaker/wyn-or-fortunes-of-the-past-the-lake</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[tidetaker]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 12 Dec 2017 04:43:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/8hHVpauQQYxf1WGKBv9cotuMJsPixuiMEgrfsisvPTCozBWApkt7iWeJk9t?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Girl With The Velvet Bags ‒ A Short Story]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Girl With The Velvet Bagsby E.D. (tidetaker) On the outskirts of a grand city, beyond the forest, and over the river ‒ a small farm by the name “Plenty Raisins” could be found. 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The cliffs were steep and eroding, many people had perished in their attempts to]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@tidetaker/wyn-or-fortunes-of-the-past-the-cliffs</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@tidetaker/wyn-or-fortunes-of-the-past-the-cliffs</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[tidetaker]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 16 Nov 2017 18:07:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/8hHVpauQQYxf1TfhnLExsmkqP1nY9twBGWWAN1vU3oVv7jQf6reWhU6RjvE?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dealing With The Unbeatable Facts Of Life]]></title><description><![CDATA[Don't Bother About It I think the biggest fortunes of life are generated by the attitude of 'always moving forward', not in a literal sense, as rule of thumb. 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It was hard to imagine that these sturdy]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@tidetaker/the-withering-of-wyn</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@tidetaker/the-withering-of-wyn</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[tidetaker]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 03 Nov 2017 16:39:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/CQdwDW6BZfWYLQ8sTzwRUPV6ckHtUKF1GFWJwGxVQJ15cxbXPQY2JFS3Y1GhLDL?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Optimist]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sailing the tide I'm on a small boat. Surrounded by the Ocean. The sky is dark. When the waves are tall, I hold on. When the water is calm I dream about reaching shore. 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