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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v4.1.2 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Sat, 05 Jul 2008 23:31:34 GMT--><rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:rss="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:cc="http://web.resource.org/cc/"><rss:channel rdf:about="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/"><rss:title>Book Of Hector</rss:title><rss:link>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/</rss:link><rss:description>A Story Of True Enlightenment</rss:description><dc:language>en-US</dc:language><dc:date>2008-07-05T23:31:34Z</dc:date><admin:generatorAgent rdf:resource="http://www.squarespace.com/">Squarespace Site Server v4.1.2 (http://www.squarespace.com/)</admin:generatorAgent><rss:items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-33.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-32.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-31.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-30.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-29.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-28.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-27.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2007/11/24/chapter-26.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2007/11/24/chapter-25.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2007/11/24/chapter-24.html"/></rdf:Seq></rss:items></rss:channel><rss:item rdf:about="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-33.html"><rss:title>Chapter 33</rss:title><rss:link>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-33.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Billy</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-04-17T01:46:33Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Australia</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[Australia had become the biggest test the flock had faced thus far. The elements, the predators, and their sheer numbers were taking their toll on the members of the flock and some were very unhappy with Hector for leading them there. While Hector remembered that he had been the one bird who had not expressed an interest in going o Australia, he knew it would accomplish nothing to remind them of such. By the time they met Randy and the others at a place known as Nullarbor on the southern coast of the continent, many were ready to just give up. &ldquo;Hey Dude,&rdquo; Randy crowed as he flew up to greet his friend, &ldquo;am I glad to see you.&rdquo;]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-32.html"><rss:title>Chapter 32</rss:title><rss:link>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-32.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Billy</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-04-17T01:33:41Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Hatching</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[On the other side of the continent problems were beginning to pile up on Randy. It wasn&rsquo;t that he was doing anything wrong, it was just that there were so many things to take care of, and unlike Hector, Randy never had the option of starting with only a few followers. There were squabbles and disputes among followers, disciples who were trying to win his favor, and the ever constant threat of predators. Then Sidney and Jeff had to add to his problems. &ldquo;Randy,&rdquo; Sidney said, &ldquo;Jeff and I need to talk to you.&rdquo;]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-31.html"><rss:title>Chapter 31</rss:title><rss:link>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-31.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Billy</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-04-17T01:24:59Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Australia</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[With Dorothy scouting ahead for places to rest and feed, Hector led his half of the flock to the west along the Gulf of Carpentara. Australia is a big place, but because it would soon be winter in the north, they had all season to fly around it. This would allow them to spread the words of the Creator all around Australia.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-30.html"><rss:title>Chapter 30</rss:title><rss:link>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-30.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Billy</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-03-31T00:30:22Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Australia</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[That very speech made all of the &ldquo;First Nine&rsquo; realize for the first time how important their journey had become. Hector had just declared all of them to be prophets. No more were they just flying along because it seemed like a fun thing to do. No more did they fly just to be among the first birds to fly around the world. No more were they flying with Hector out of devotion or brotherly love. Now they were all prophets with a message to take to the world and a mission to fulfill. For the first time, Hector accepted the fact that perhaps he really was the Prophet. All were now renewed and more willing than ever to take on the challenges of taking the words of the Creator to the rest of the world, but for now they were faced with the task of taking the words to Australia. It would not be an easy task.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-29.html"><rss:title>Chapter 29</rss:title><rss:link>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-29.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Billy</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-03-31T00:20:42Z</dc:date><dc:subject>East Asia</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[From Borneo, the flock island hopped from one small island to the next across Indonesia, and on to New Guinea, the third largest island in the world. New Guinea was another tropical paradise, but like so many tropical paradises, there were lots of things there that some birds might not like. For starters: there were snakes, lots of snakes, big and small snakes lived almost everywhere they landed. And most of these snakes loved the taste of birds. There were also a number of lizards that enjoyed a fresh bird every once in a while, and a few of Hector&rsquo;s flock ended up in the bellies of some of these reptiles.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-28.html"><rss:title>Chapter 28</rss:title><rss:link>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-28.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Billy</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-03-31T00:12:22Z</dc:date><dc:subject>birds of a feather</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[Most of the birds welcomed Hector and his flock. A few even said they&rsquo;d like to come along. Most of the birds got along well together, but there were flocks of Black-headed Munias who absolutely refused to get along with anyone. Whenever anyone from the flock would even get near them, the entire flock of Munias would fly away. &ldquo;What&rsquo;s wrong with them?&rdquo; Desiree asked.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-27.html"><rss:title>Chapter 27</rss:title><rss:link>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-27.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Billy</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-03-31T00:04:17Z</dc:date><dc:subject>East Asia</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[A few days later, they found themselves on the tidal flats on an island off the coast of China. These islands could provide all the types of foods that each species of bird preferred to eat. There were nuts and berries in the forests, fish and shrimp in the sea, and the plovers and sandpipers dined on marine worms that got washed up onto the tidal flats. All one had to do to catch a worm was wait for the waves to recede, run out to grab the worm, then run back before the waves returned. It was a comical sight watching hundreds of birds running to and fro grabbing worms as they avoided the waves. &ldquo;I still like earthworms better,&rdquo; Octavo complained.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2007/11/24/chapter-26.html"><rss:title>Chapter 26</rss:title><rss:link>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2007/11/24/chapter-26.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Billy</dc:creator><dc:date>2007-11-24T01:52:50Z</dc:date><dc:subject>the prophet emerges</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<P>Back in Minnesota, word had come through the relay that Hector had successfully crossed the Pacific Ocean. The relay had become a great success as well. Birds from all over the country were setting up their own relays to send important messages to birds everywhere. What had started out as a simple little idea to send word back home, had turned into a major means of communication between flocks of birds everywhere, and the message most sent all over America was that Hector the Prophet had taught them how to do it. &#147;Do you really think Hector is a prophet?&#148;]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2007/11/24/chapter-25.html"><rss:title>Chapter 25</rss:title><rss:link>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2007/11/24/chapter-25.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Billy</dc:creator><dc:date>2007-11-24T01:48:04Z</dc:date><dc:subject>siberian crossing</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[>It took them a couple of days of almost steady flying across eastern Siberia to make their way to lands that were more suited to the needs of most of the flock. They finally came across farmlands that were near marshes, a good location for feeding such a wide variety of birds. There were fish for those birds that liked fish, fields of grain for the birds that preferred grain, forest for those that preferred wild nuts and berries, and warm fertile earth containing lots of worms for the likes of the robins among them]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2007/11/24/chapter-24.html"><rss:title>Chapter 24</rss:title><rss:link>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2007/11/24/chapter-24.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Billy</dc:creator><dc:date>2007-11-24T01:41:08Z</dc:date><dc:subject>alaska</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[The wilds of Alaska were tough on the flock. Even in the spring there is ice floating in the rivers, and the winds can make flying all but impossible for all but the strongest of birds. As the prevailing winds come from the west, Hector and his flock spent most of their time flying against the wind.]]></content:encoded></rss:item></rdf:RDF>