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	<title>Comments on: Conventional Wisdom Isn’t –Why Going Against The Grain Is Often To An Entrepreneur’s Advantage</title>
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		<title>By: Know When To Declare Defeat And Toss Out A Bad Idea &#124; infoChachkie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Know When To Declare Defeat And Toss Out A Bad Idea &#124; infoChachkie</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...] the early 1960s, conventional wisdom in the music industry did not lend itself to a systematic manner of evaluating creative content. [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Cindy Birdwise Lecocq</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cindy Birdwise Lecocq</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 00:38:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hello to one who dwells in the shade of ivory towers. Methinks thou is a jester friend to kings and queens alike in an age of strife. Laughter is to those who ponder Garfield as knowing is to those who ponder prose. The meaning is the message yet the message is of another time. 

The Fringe you say is wherein an entrepreneur abides while guessing which way the wind blows while playing with a kite. Intuition is a mighty dance upon circumstances blowing in the wind. 

A question is but the form of conventional wisdom. Is it so? Indeed an answer by which to find a question gives one food for whatever.

My self I am but an image of Now lost in the pool of endangered ocean life. Whether the tides take me here and there I am but everywhere. There are limitless possibilities on the edge of adventure, risk and servitude. 

Let us begin anew a simple refrain to &quot;save me&quot; a droplet of spun silken dew, a spiders web, and then once through a broken string of silken thread. 

Our universe will live beyond our lively use of wit. Is this the answer? A dew drops folly. A spinning thread. A whispered kiss. A new day dawning. A full moon rising.

Life well lived gives much of life away to the four directions of which becomes a compass of 360 possibilities. Fare thee well.</description>
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<p>The Fringe you say is wherein an entrepreneur abides while guessing which way the wind blows while playing with a kite. Intuition is a mighty dance upon circumstances blowing in the wind. </p>
<p>A question is but the form of conventional wisdom. Is it so? Indeed an answer by which to find a question gives one food for whatever.</p>
<p>My self I am but an image of Now lost in the pool of endangered ocean life. Whether the tides take me here and there I am but everywhere. There are limitless possibilities on the edge of adventure, risk and servitude. </p>
<p>Let us begin anew a simple refrain to &#8220;save me&#8221; a droplet of spun silken dew, a spiders web, and then once through a broken string of silken thread. </p>
<p>Our universe will live beyond our lively use of wit. Is this the answer? A dew drops folly. A spinning thread. A whispered kiss. A new day dawning. A full moon rising.</p>
<p>Life well lived gives much of life away to the four directions of which becomes a compass of 360 possibilities. Fare thee well.</p>
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