<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744</id><updated>2012-02-10T01:13:45.853-07:00</updated><category term='Sasha Sokol'/><category term='me'/><category term='hippo'/><category term='intrigued'/><category term='personal'/><category term='news'/><category term='adiction'/><category term='moon'/><category term='Bjork'/><category term='tu'/><category term='videos'/><category term='new'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='life'/><category term='you'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='copilation'/><category term='welcome'/><category term='languages'/><category term='cow'/><category term='greetings'/><category term='writing'/><category term='gifted'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>The World Through My Eyes</title><subtitle type='html'>A place to share my life... 
Also to publish some parts of my copilation "Sueños, Cartas, Miradas Interiores, 10 Años, Recopilación" -
about my feelings, my dreams, my insights, as well as somebody else's.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-757259291034709942</id><published>2012-01-22T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T08:57:18.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>5 SENTIDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tt25mDZ6EjU/TxwtZoKSpfI/AAAAAAAAIlo/2Xz5GDgmJ5Y/s1600/IMG_0023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tt25mDZ6EjU/TxwtZoKSpfI/AAAAAAAAIlo/2Xz5GDgmJ5Y/s400/IMG_0023.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ver... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Observar tu sonrisa a contraluz al decirte el porque estoy aquí... Como me miras... El saber que en realidad estamos tan cerca...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oir...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Escuchar tu voz, como llena el espacio... Como el silencio deja al descubierto sonidos tan poco perceptibles en cualquier otro momento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oler...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Esa mezcla de fluidos en tu cuerpo con el efecto del viento, la lluvia, el sol... Y que te vuelven a hacer único de otra manera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gustar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Probar tus labios... Tu saliva... Saber si todo es tal y como lo imaginé o mucho mejor... (De eso estoy seguro)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentir...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Saber finalmente lo que es tocar tus manos... El causar choques eléctricos en las mías... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19/01/2012&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-757259291034709942?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/757259291034709942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=757259291034709942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/757259291034709942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/757259291034709942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2012/01/5-sentidos.html' title='5 SENTIDOS'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tt25mDZ6EjU/TxwtZoKSpfI/AAAAAAAAIlo/2Xz5GDgmJ5Y/s72-c/IMG_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-8754541157465803463</id><published>2012-01-20T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:14:51.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Abierto a la Posibilidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJAqi2o8GJA/Txms6BRm5iI/AAAAAAAAIlg/RXUvy33KBls/s1600/IMG01197-20120119-1305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJAqi2o8GJA/Txms6BRm5iI/AAAAAAAAIlg/RXUvy33KBls/s400/IMG01197-20120119-1305.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A la posibilidad de ser, estar y hacer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Al "Tal vez..." Al "Quizas..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A quitar el miedo... A olvidar el "Pero..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A dejar fluir las cosas sin preguntas, sin prejuicios, sin esperanzas, sin planes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A dejar que las cosas se vayan dando a su tiempo... Sin presiones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A dejar que las piezas encajen en su lugar por si mismas... a no forzarlas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BLAC!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;19/01/2012&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-8754541157465803463?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8754541157465803463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=8754541157465803463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8754541157465803463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8754541157465803463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2012/01/abierto-la-posibilidad.html' title='Abierto a la Posibilidad'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJAqi2o8GJA/Txms6BRm5iI/AAAAAAAAIlg/RXUvy33KBls/s72-c/IMG01197-20120119-1305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-8959589390957520105</id><published>2011-03-25T19:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T19:37:10.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Quiero</title><content type='html'>Quiero vestir tu piel, quiero sentir lo que es ser tú...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-8959589390957520105?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8959589390957520105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=8959589390957520105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8959589390957520105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8959589390957520105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2011/03/quiero.html' title='Quiero'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-6436895745266601023</id><published>2010-10-25T14:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T15:05:58.888-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/TMXvg_-U0QI/AAAAAAAAIeo/6kHbVNVR-zs/s1600/IMG00548-20101024-1226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/TMXvg_-U0QI/AAAAAAAAIeo/6kHbVNVR-zs/s400/IMG00548-20101024-1226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532091067502219522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que sueño contigo me despierto con sentimientos encontrados... Exhausto y en ocasiones deseando que el sueño sea realidad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-6436895745266601023?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6436895745266601023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=6436895745266601023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6436895745266601023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6436895745266601023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2010/10/cada-vez-que-sueno-contigo-me-despierto.html' title=''/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/TMXvg_-U0QI/AAAAAAAAIeo/6kHbVNVR-zs/s72-c/IMG00548-20101024-1226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-8420639505188862406</id><published>2010-10-24T13:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T15:18:09.103-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hippo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>Carta al vacio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/TMXnj0i-WCI/AAAAAAAAIeg/vkdywyM7o54/s1600/IMG00551-20101024-1235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 347px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/TMXnj0i-WCI/AAAAAAAAIeg/vkdywyM7o54/s320/IMG00551-20101024-1235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532082319881295906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Escribo esta carta al vacío que dejaste cuando decidiste irte... Cuando quisiste dejar de quererme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Al lugar que ocupaste por algún tiempo... El cual quise que tu ocuparas por mas tiempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Que quiero decir? No lo se... Tal vez todo este dicho ya... Tal vez ya te lo dije al hablar conmigo mismo o se vieron reflejados en todas y cada una de las veces que nos hemos reencontrado en mis sueños... O tal vez en los tuyos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tal vez te lo dije en silencio cuando estuvimos juntos... Tal vez no escuchaste mi voz... Tal vez no fueron palabras, pero se que con mi mirada, con mis manos y con los latidos de mi corazón lo dije...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy quiero decirte o por lo menos tratar de hacerlo... Todavía no lo he decidido... Tal vez porque a pesar de querer decirte algunas cosas no se como decirlas... Tal vez porque no estas para escucharlas, sentirlas, procesarlas, entenderlas y causar una reacción en ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez... Tal vez sea mas fácil dejar de escribir y yo tratar de escucharlas, sentirlas, procesarlas, entenderlas y causar una reacción en mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez el vacío siga siendo nada... Tal vez el vacío puedas ser tu... Tal vez esta vacío porque alguien llegara a ocuparlo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez pueda dejar de voltear ahí o hacerlo pero ya no verte, sentirte, desearte ni anhelar que estes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;24/10/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-8420639505188862406?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8420639505188862406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=8420639505188862406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8420639505188862406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8420639505188862406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2010/10/carta-al-vacio_24.html' title='Carta al vacio'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/TMXnj0i-WCI/AAAAAAAAIeg/vkdywyM7o54/s72-c/IMG00551-20101024-1235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-1002605324283297238</id><published>2010-04-21T16:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:45:32.528-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><title type='text'>Keep on going</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/S89__CJrg4I/AAAAAAAAIdQ/IVCX9q7D7go/s1600/DSC02945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462725593909658498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/S89__CJrg4I/AAAAAAAAIdQ/IVCX9q7D7go/s320/DSC02945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep on swimming, you will get farther.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep on dreaming, they might get real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep on remembering, that will heal and save your soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep on loving... That DEFINITELY will not stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-1002605324283297238?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1002605324283297238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=1002605324283297238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1002605324283297238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1002605324283297238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2010/04/keep-on-going.html' title='Keep on going'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/S89__CJrg4I/AAAAAAAAIdQ/IVCX9q7D7go/s72-c/DSC02945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4302082359592349219</id><published>2010-03-30T01:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T01:18:09.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hippo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><title type='text'>Here I am...</title><content type='html'>Thinking, wishing and remembering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get what I was, where I was, how I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not left behind, I am still here, and I've just known I did not lose a thing, but I won a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have won a lot of memories, a lot of good things and a part of you and I will keep that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am back to think, wish and remember...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4302082359592349219?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-3375569953122244653</id><published>2009-06-05T03:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T03:31:18.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu no?</title><content type='html'>Odio tus "Te Amo" y tus "Te Quiero" cuando no los dices...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-3375569953122244653?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3375569953122244653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=3375569953122244653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3375569953122244653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3375569953122244653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2009/06/odio-tus-te-amo-y-tus-te-quiero-cuando.html' title='Tu no?'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-7269602671560499199</id><published>2009-05-20T01:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:35:16.540-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><title type='text'>Going Under by Evanescence</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Songwriters:&lt;/b&gt; Hodges, David; Lee, Amy; Moody, Ben;&lt;/small&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will tell you what I've done for you&lt;br /&gt;Fifty thousand tears I've cried&lt;br /&gt;Screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you&lt;br /&gt;And you still won't hear me, going under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want your hand this time, I'll save myself&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll wake up for once&lt;br /&gt;Not tormented daily, defeated by you&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought, I reached the bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying again, I'm going under&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in you, I'm falling forever&lt;br /&gt;I've got to break through, I'm going under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know what's real and what's not&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know what's real and what's not&lt;br /&gt;Always confusing the thoughts in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can't trust myself anymore&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying again, I'm going under&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in you, I'm falling forever&lt;br /&gt;I've got to break through, I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go on and scream&lt;br /&gt;Scream at me, I'm so far away&lt;br /&gt;I won't be broken again&lt;br /&gt;I've got to breathe, I can't keep going under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying again, I'm going under&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in you, I'm falling forever&lt;br /&gt;I've got to break through, I'm going under&lt;br /&gt;Going under, I'm going under&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-7269602671560499199?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7269602671560499199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=7269602671560499199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7269602671560499199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7269602671560499199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-under-by-evanescence.html' title='Going Under by Evanescence'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-3011629718966746540</id><published>2008-08-27T18:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:32:09.287-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Hello?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/SLX_viojioI/AAAAAAAAAIU/dgw355aDW9A/s1600-h/P1060202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239374933731281538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/SLX_viojioI/AAAAAAAAAIU/dgw355aDW9A/s320/P1060202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see, but I don't see you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in my imagination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They? We? She?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-3011629718966746540?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3011629718966746540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=3011629718966746540&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3011629718966746540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3011629718966746540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello.html' title='Hello?'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/SLX_viojioI/AAAAAAAAAIU/dgw355aDW9A/s72-c/P1060202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-816655325100249560</id><published>2008-04-23T17:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T17:42:08.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FELICIDAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/SA_H-3tkPdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DH_tBBOef3I/s1600-h/P1010734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/SA_H-3tkPdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DH_tBBOef3I/s320/P1010734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192588778302356946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La felicidad es relativa... Depende para donde estas viendo... y por lo general es una de dos: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Hacia atrás recordando como nos fue, lo que fuimos o hicimos y ya no      somos ni hacemos &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;O hacia adelante, soñando y pensando Qué es lo que vamos a hacer...      Cómo... Si tendré ésto o no... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Si estaré solo...      Si.... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Y &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NUNCA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;nos detenemos un minuto al día para ver lo que nos hace felices hoy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;El hecho de despertar, aunque sea solos es motivo de ser feliz... El &lt;b&gt;ESTAR VIVOS &lt;/b&gt;lo es.. aunque para algun@s eso no es suficiente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tener acceso a Internet con más facilidad, el tener una computadora o una laptop hace feliz a algunos... De esa manera pueden estar en contacto con los que no tienen cerca, con los amigos que se fueron o con el resto de la familia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tener un celular o dos o más y saber si es mejor llamar o mandar un mensaje... Tomar un video o una foto con él... Y poder recordar lo que vivímos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tener manos para escribir y trabajar, oídos para escuchar y apreciar lo que nos gusta y no.... Ojos para ver y descubrir un gran mundo de posibilidades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tener la oportunidad de &lt;b&gt;DECIDIR &lt;/b&gt;y &lt;b&gt;ESCOGER &lt;/b&gt;que quiero ser y hacer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:18;" &gt;HOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ES MOTIVO DE FELICIDAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ver que además tenemos familia, amigos y las ganas de salir adelante... &lt;b&gt;ESA ES OTRA RAZÓN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El dinero va y viene, y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SI&lt;/span&gt;,  te ayuda a la felicidad, pero no la compra... Te ayuda para comer, vestir y vivir... Pero con familia y amigos puedes tener todo eso y &lt;b&gt;MÁS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que basta de quejas y vivamos al día &lt;b&gt;FELICES &lt;/b&gt;y &lt;b&gt;AGRADECIDOS &lt;/b&gt;de tener lo que tenemos y ser lo que somos como somos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aceptándonos con nuestros defectos -que recordamos siempre- y con tantas cosas buenas que la gente alrededor de nosotros ven y que por lo general nosotros mismos dudamos en tenerlo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:18;" &gt;SI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; vivo feliz... lo acepto y reconozco y si, también sufro y lloro, pero seguí buscando la felicidad y la he alcanzado... &lt;b&gt;Y NO LA PIENSO DEJAR IR&lt;/b&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dicho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Una parte de esto forma parte de algo que le escribí a una amiga que preguntaba si era feliz... Y me gusto lo que salio =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que alguien lo lea y que le sirva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-816655325100249560?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/816655325100249560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=816655325100249560&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/816655325100249560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/816655325100249560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2008/04/felicidad.html' title='FELICIDAD'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/SA_H-3tkPdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DH_tBBOef3I/s72-c/P1010734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-1068217342999195751</id><published>2008-03-14T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T12:21:05.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hippo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome'/><title type='text'>Trust me!</title><content type='html'>Jump! I will catch you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall! I will help you up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climb! I'll be your support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get down! I'll see everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be! I'll be by your side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;140308&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-1068217342999195751?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1068217342999195751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=1068217342999195751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1068217342999195751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1068217342999195751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2008/03/trust-me.html' title='Trust me!'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-7619110216891718385</id><published>2008-03-14T19:30:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T11:36:22.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hippo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Sobre tu piel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wikifotos.es/static2/2007/07/20/1586073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.wikifotos.es/static2/2007/07/20/1586073.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejame tocar tu piel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejame sentirla, verla y olerla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejame pintarla de nuevo, repararla y devolverle esa sensibilidad que tenia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejame dibujar en tu piel los caminos de nuevo y trazar nuevos... Dibujar sendas y veredas que te lleven a ser feliz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;040308&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOTO: http://www.wikifotos.es/static2/2007/07/20/1586073.jpg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-7619110216891718385?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7619110216891718385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=7619110216891718385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7619110216891718385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7619110216891718385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2008/03/sobre-tu-piel.html' title='Sobre tu piel'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-3656545289792550185</id><published>2008-03-08T08:39:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T09:01:42.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hippo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>¡NIÑOS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R9K1faWFFwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4scim-MrSEM/s1600-h/P1020555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R9K1faWFFwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4scim-MrSEM/s320/P1020555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175398473054623490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Te propongo algo: ¡Seamos niños de nuevo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Vamos a reír y divertirnos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡A caminar descalzos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡A jugar con el carrito grande y viejo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Con la pelota!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡A estar todo el día en mar y salir con mucho frio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Dulces! Mmm... ¡SI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡A dejar que mamá y papá nos cuiden! ...Aunque nos regañen y nos castiguen no dejarán de querernos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    Dejemos de lado que somos adultos, con problemas, dolores, preocupaciones, miedos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejemos de ser y estar, y sólo sentir, jugar y dejarnos llevar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Si tan solo pudiera volar&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;04 de mayo, 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tal vez sea de hace poco más de 4 años, pero hay cosas que tienen sentido conforme pasa el tiempo y creo que hoy es lo mejor que te puedo decir, además de lo que ya te he dicho. Sólo espero que sea suficiente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-3656545289792550185?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3656545289792550185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=3656545289792550185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3656545289792550185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3656545289792550185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2008/03/nios.html' title='¡NIÑOS!'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R9K1faWFFwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4scim-MrSEM/s72-c/P1020555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-7891745475089164305</id><published>2008-03-06T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:48:22.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hippo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Quiero...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R9C6117U54I/AAAAAAAAAFw/x6Qnp-VwgI0/s1600-h/P1020560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R9C6117U54I/AAAAAAAAAFw/x6Qnp-VwgI0/s320/P1020560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174841406020446082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La noche cae y no estas aquí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Quisiera verte y tocarte pero me tengo que ir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Quiero estar contigo,  quiero tenerte en mis sueños y a mi lado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Quiero que seas para mi y que tu quieras que yo sea de ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Quiero detener el tiempo o robarlo y guardarlo, así ninguno se preocuparía por lo que hay que hacer, seríamos más felices de lo que ya somos y estaríamos juntos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;¿Te gustaría?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dormir conmigo y despertar a mi lado, hacer los "Buenos días!" más buenos, mejores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yo quiero ¿Tú quieres?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Eso será cuando vuelva a verte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;070802&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me puse a remover papeles viejos, tiré algunas cosas, recuperé otras... Me reí al ver unas y también me sorprendí con lo que no sabía que tenía... Y me reencontré con ésto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 años han pasado desde que lo escribí... En ocasiones lo hice, por lo que estaba viviendo... Pero en otras ocasiones por el simple hecho de escribir... Y casualmente es algo parecido a lo que estoy pasando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Es el destino de nuevo acaso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-7891745475089164305?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7891745475089164305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=7891745475089164305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7891745475089164305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7891745475089164305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2008/03/quiero.html' title='Quiero...'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R9C6117U54I/AAAAAAAAAFw/x6Qnp-VwgI0/s72-c/P1020560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-6557649154544644157</id><published>2008-03-03T21:35:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T10:32:26.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hippo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Est-ce que le destin est vrai?</title><content type='html'>Le destin est bon.. Il nous a permis de nous rencontrer une fois de plus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'histoire a commencé... mais on peut écrire la fin ensemble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On va décider où et comment on va vivre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voulez-vous vous asseoir avec moi et à l'écrire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PS Oui, c'est pour toi! &lt;strong&gt;.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-6557649154544644157?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6557649154544644157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=6557649154544644157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6557649154544644157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6557649154544644157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2008/03/est-ce-que-le-destin-est-vrai.html' title='Est-ce que le destin est vrai?'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-9020416887086591627</id><published>2008-02-27T23:24:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:39:22.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>That I Would Be Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One of Alanis Morissette best songs.. I remember it from the MTV Unplugged session... And I also remember the end that makes me chill... =) Here are the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I Would Be Good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be good even if I did nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be good even if I got the thumbs down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be good if I got and stayed sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be good even if I gained ten pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be fine even if I went bankrupt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be good if I lost my hair and my youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be great if I was no longer queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be grand if I was not all knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be loved even when I numb myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be good even when I am overwhelmed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be loved even when I was fuming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be good even if I was clingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be good even if I lost sanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That I would be good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Whether with or without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I would be good... Indeed I am... in some things, not in others, but generally I can say I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS. I am living happy nowadays... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-9020416887086591627?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/9020416887086591627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=9020416887086591627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/9020416887086591627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/9020416887086591627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2008/02/that-i-would-be-good.html' title='That I Would Be Good'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-5621217320826194258</id><published>2008-02-13T21:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T13:58:50.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Life goes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life passes sometimes slowly and sometimes very fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love? It comes and goes... Stays, stares.. enjoys and hurts... but it is definitely something we cannot get rid off... We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST &lt;/span&gt;control it before it controls us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just what it has to be right now... The love I thought I had is gone... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; It doesn't hurt anymore... I saw the truth... And that's enough... I won't talk about it again anymore...Let's make it rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's move on with my life... I feel this is going to be the year...  Yep... I feel it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-5621217320826194258?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5621217320826194258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=5621217320826194258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/5621217320826194258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/5621217320826194258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-goes-on.html' title='Life goes on'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4900260885728089563</id><published>2008-01-02T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T16:13:37.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Historia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-“Hola”- dijo una voz a su espalda. Una voz que le pareció familiar, pero que hacía tiempo no escuchaba. Una voz que le trajo recuerdos gratos un segundo después de haberla escuchado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“¿No me recuerdas o no quieres hacerlo?”- volvió a decir la voz. En ese momento giro sobre sí y allí estaba, tal y como la recordaba: su cara, su cuerpo, su aroma; parecía como si los años no hubieran pasado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Perdona, lo que pasa es que andaba distraído. ¿Cómo crees que no te quiero recordar?”- y un brillo apareció en sus ojos -“¿Después de lo que pasamos juntos y lo importante que fuiste en mi vida? ¡Cómo que no!”-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Si, tu también fuiste muy importante en la mía... ¿Tienes algo que hacer? Te invito un café, así podríamos platicar de los viejos tiempos, ¿Te gustaría?”-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Seguro, ¡vamos!”-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y caminaron sin decir palabra alguna hasta que llegaron al café y casualmente se sentaron en el mismo sitio en el cual estuvieron tantas veces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comenzaron a platicar del tiempo que estuvieron juntos, sus tristezas, alegrías y demás cosas que compartieron hasta que tocaron el tema de su separación:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Si, cuando más felices estábamos te fuiste y sin habernos despedido”-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Así es... pero tu sabes que no tuve tiempo de hacerlo, tuve que partir; recuerda que dejé tantas cosas sin hacer... ¿Sabes una cosa?... Todavía te amo... Es por eso que estoy aquí; vengo a invitarte a que sigamos juntos, a que vengas conmigo, ¿Qué te parece? ¿Te gustaría?”-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“¡Por supuesto! Yo también te amo y nadie ha podido sacarte de mi mente ni de mi corazón... Pero creo que no estoy preparado. Todavía tengo algunas cosas pendientes, ¿Cuándo sería?”-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“¡Ahora mismo! ¿Qué dices?”-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El silencio se apoderó de él. Era una decisión muy importante y de ésta dependía su futuro. Era tanto lo que iba a perder y poco lo que ganaría materialmente, pero por fin recuperaría el amor de su vida y sabía que sería para siempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y como en ocasiones actuamos en el momento, sin pensar en las consecuencias, decidió ir con ella, era cuestión de minutos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Esta bien”- dijo -“Me voy contigo”- y una sonrisa con cierto temor se dibujó en su rostro. Se tomaron de las manos y se miraron a los ojos y redescubrieron el amor que todavía sentían el uno por el otro; esa luz, esa chispa que cuando nos damos cuenta que es reciproco hace que nuestro corazón crezca dentro de nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fin se pusieron de pie y salieron del lugar tomados de las manos como cuando eran novios, como antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y empezaron a caminar sin rumbo determinado, lo que importaba es que iban juntos. Finalmente llegaron a un parque y se sentaron en una banca. Allí se entregaron a besos, besos fríos que poco a poco le robaron el aliento... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/photos/snow_bench_tree_trinity_park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;11, 23, 28 de febrero; 04 y 16 de julio, 1998&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Park Bench Pic:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/photos/snow_bench_tree_trinity_park.jpg"&gt;http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/photos/snow_bench_tree_trinity_park.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4900260885728089563?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4900260885728089563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=4900260885728089563&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4900260885728089563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4900260885728089563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2008/01/historia.html' title='Historia...'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-7271741421062058413</id><published>2007-12-21T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T16:03:58.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Destino... ¿Si?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R3wRX9LtYoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/CWR9KyK3N9k/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151011177063342722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R3wRX9LtYoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/CWR9KyK3N9k/s320/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;El destino volvió a pasar por mi vida y me deje llevar... El resultado sólo él lo sabía. Ahora sólo espero que nuestros destinos se unan de nuevo. Todo sucedió tan rápido, tan de repente, que cuando quise darme cuenta de lo que estaba pasando ya no había nada... Sólo el recuerdo y la sensación del roce de nuestras manos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;30 de septiembre, 1996&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-7271741421062058413?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7271741421062058413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=7271741421062058413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7271741421062058413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7271741421062058413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/12/el-destino-volvi-pasar-por-mi-vida-y-me.html' title='Destino... ¿Si?'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R3wRX9LtYoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/CWR9KyK3N9k/s72-c/DSC00083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-324203140446878799</id><published>2007-11-02T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T15:35:41.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Yo Pregunto... ¿Quién Contesta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R3wPr9LtYnI/AAAAAAAAADw/dxgBxf0iK_8/s1600-h/DSC00413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151009321637470834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R3wPr9LtYnI/AAAAAAAAADw/dxgBxf0iK_8/s320/DSC00413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoy estoy aquí, pensándote. Todo es negro, el silencio grita. No te siento... ¿Estas aquí?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El vacío me envuelve, me manipula, me deja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Cuánto tiempo más? ¿Qué tanto debo esperar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sólo un instante, un momento, después nada. ¿Y ahora? ¿Qué sigue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tal vez mi fin ya comenzó ¿Recordaré todo después?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Te veo o te siento? ¿Existes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mi realidad es esta ¿Sin ti o solo? ¿Qué es mejor? ¿Cuál me hace menos daño?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;09 de octubre, 1995&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-324203140446878799?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/324203140446878799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=324203140446878799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/324203140446878799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/324203140446878799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/10/hoy-estoy-aqu-pensndote.html' title='Yo Pregunto... ¿Quién Contesta?'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/R3wPr9LtYnI/AAAAAAAAADw/dxgBxf0iK_8/s72-c/DSC00413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-154983151477155260</id><published>2007-10-27T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:11:49.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Enamorado o Amor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://laetus.blogia.com/upload/20061112120355-2061112-otra-vez-esa-sensacion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://laetus.blogia.com/upload/20061112120355-2061112-otra-vez-esa-sensacion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://laetus.blogia.com/upload/20061112120355-2061112-otra-vez-esa-sensacion.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;El estar enamorados es solo un proceso para llegar al amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En ocasiones el sentir "mariposas, bonito, emoción, sudor" y demás no necesariamente es amor... o terminará en eso... Me ha tocado sentirlo y vivirlo en ocasiones y también por comentarios de amigos y al final es solo una confusión de sentimientos pues no es lo que uno busca, quiere y / o necesita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citando a "&lt;strong&gt;Hugo"&lt;/strong&gt; de la película &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;L'homme de sa vie"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; escribo lo siguiente &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Yo estoy enamorado cuando hago el amor... ...estar enamorado te hace dependiente de la otra persona... ...duermes con ella, despiertas con ella, comes con ella... sabes que la tienes pero al mismo tiempo sufres por que la puedes perder... (sic)&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lo cual me hizo asentir con mi cabeza y sonreír mientras veía la pelicula, pues creo que la mayoría que hemos tenido una relación de pareja sabemos lo que eso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora bien, el amor también duele... Eso también ya lo pasé... Y después me di cuenta que vivía obsesionado con mi entonces bf... y se lo dije... y desgraciadamente pasaron casi 3 años para poder sentir esas cosas de nuevo y "abrirme" al amor... y a pesar de todo lo que ha pasado estoy feliz de estar enamorado... Hace días me pregunte si no estaba yo obsesionado de nuevo o si realmente estaba enamorado... Y descubrí que si lo estoy... y me hace bien el saber que es ese sentimiento y no otro en realidad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por qué? Cómo? No se, pero tampoco busco respuestas, simplemente lo siento y así estoy bien... sin nombres y sin etiquetas, que si somos o no, que si estamos juntos o no... que si estamos con alguien mas o no... Al final siento y estoy seguro que volveremos a estar juntos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;I'm in love!&lt;/strong&gt;" Madonna, Confessions on the Dance Floor Tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fotografía:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://laetus.blogia.com/upload/20061112120355-2061112-otra-vez-esa-sensacion.jpg"&gt;http://laetus.blogia.com/upload/20061112120355-2061112-otra-vez-esa-sensacion.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-154983151477155260?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/154983151477155260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=154983151477155260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/154983151477155260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/154983151477155260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/10/enamorado-o-amor.html' title='Enamorado o Amor?'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-1226904097976893121</id><published>2007-09-16T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T02:40:13.034-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><title type='text'>Vizio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bellemellor.com/_img/illos/addicted_to_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bellemellor.com/_img/illos/addicted_to_love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando ti accechi, cadi nel vizio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ti chiudi e solo vuoi essere dipendente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Però quando ti rendi conto dove sei e ne vieni fuori, riconosci il male che hai fatto e quanto sei stato male...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sai che sarà difficile ritornare a cadere, però non impossibile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Image: &lt;a href="http://www.bellemellor.com/_img/illos/addicted_to_love.jpg"&gt;http://www.bellemellor.com/_img/illos/addicted_to_love.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-1226904097976893121?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1226904097976893121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=1226904097976893121&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1226904097976893121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1226904097976893121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/09/vizio.html' title='Vizio'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-3420873156960111417</id><published>2007-08-06T01:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T10:57:43.449-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I can and I will</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi there! I am going to share a video of a song I just got into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an old song -2003- from Dido... I listened to it like two weeks ago... I remembered I had heard it, but without attention. The song &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White Flag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJCmKFANPEc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And also the lyrics from &lt;a href="http://www.lyrics007.com/Dido%20Lyrics/White%20Flag%20Lyrics.html"&gt;http://www.lyrics007.com/Dido%20Lyrics/White%20Flag%20Lyrics.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I know you think that I shouldn't still love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'll tell you that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But if I didn't say it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, I'd still have felt it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Where's the sense in that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Or return to where we were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well I will go down with this ship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm in love and always will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I know I left too much mess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And destruction to come back again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And I caused but nothing but trouble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I understand if you can't talk to me again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And if you live by the rules of "It's over" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then I'm sure that that makes sense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well I will go down with this ship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm in love and always will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And when we meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;As I'm sure we will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All that was then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Will be there still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'll let it pass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And hold my tongue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And you will think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That I've moved on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well I will go down with this ship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm in love and always will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well I will go down with this ship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm in love and always will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I will go down with this ship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it came just in a proper moment of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had just chatted with a guy and he has taught me a life lesson and now I know &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I can and I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saturo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-3420873156960111417?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3420873156960111417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=3420873156960111417&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3420873156960111417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3420873156960111417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-can-and-i-will.html' title='I can and I will'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-5663518637262596065</id><published>2007-07-31T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:15:27.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><title type='text'>From "Un lugar para vivir y otro para morir"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/23/18/22571823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/23/18/22571823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De morir en tus labios o vivir en tus ojos, prefiero estar a tu lado y verme reflejado en tus pupilas... y escuchar mi nombre de tus labios para que una pequeña parte de mi siga viva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y cuando tu quieras estar ahi, cuando quieras verte en mi y quieras escuchar mi voz sepas que a tu lado siempre estoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15/07/07&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine wrote about "Un lugar para vivir y otro para morir" and after reading him I wrote this. Nothing personal, just a reaction about a text =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;PS His post was about Angelina Jolie =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pupil picture: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/23/18/22571823.jpg"&gt;http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/23/18/22571823.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-5663518637262596065?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5663518637262596065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=5663518637262596065&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/5663518637262596065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/5663518637262596065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/from-un-lugar-para-vivir-y-otro-para.html' title='From &quot;Un lugar para vivir y otro para morir&quot;'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-6535811273004657951</id><published>2007-07-31T19:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T19:34:55.913-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><title type='text'>CREDITS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLAYED BY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FILMED IN LIVE COLOR EVERYWHERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY ENDING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OPEN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO BE CONTINUED?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;REALLY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-6535811273004657951?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6535811273004657951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=6535811273004657951&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6535811273004657951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6535811273004657951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/credits.html' title='CREDITS'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-6411544306536461625</id><published>2007-07-27T23:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T00:16:40.311-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>But if...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fpp.co.uk/Auschwitz/Buchenwald/images_Smith/ashes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.fpp.co.uk/Auschwitz/Buchenwald/images_Smith/ashes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am going down to my ashes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am destroyed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not even the memory of what I used to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad feelings consumed me and there is no way back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saemodelta.com/Images/phoenix[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.saemodelta.com/Images/phoenix[1].jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if the phoenix reborned, I can do it as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning from my mistakes and becoming a new one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done it before, but this is the last time, the definitely one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one nobody will ever destroy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashes pic:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fpp.co.uk/Auschwitz/Buchenwald/images_Smith/ashes.jpg"&gt;http://www.fpp.co.uk/Auschwitz/Buchenwald/images_Smith/ashes.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix pic:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.saemodelta.com/Images/phoenix[1].jpg"&gt;http://www.saemodelta.com/Images/phoenix[1].jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-6411544306536461625?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6411544306536461625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=6411544306536461625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6411544306536461625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6411544306536461625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/but-if.html' title='But if...'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4661427218289954773</id><published>2007-07-27T06:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T07:04:54.343-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>I'd love to know!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RqnsvV4iP9I/AAAAAAAAADc/-fIlojpAzYo/s1600-h/P1020074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091861151791333330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RqnsvV4iP9I/AAAAAAAAADc/-fIlojpAzYo/s320/P1020074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still adicted... but trying to leave everything behind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will I make it? Will I finally be as you want me to be? As I want to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know... but I'd love to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4661427218289954773?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4661427218289954773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=4661427218289954773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4661427218289954773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4661427218289954773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/id-love-to-know.html' title='I&apos;d love to know!'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RqnsvV4iP9I/AAAAAAAAADc/-fIlojpAzYo/s72-c/P1020074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-1452407178550473827</id><published>2007-07-27T05:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T07:05:56.771-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Come and take me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/photos/hays_cottage_tall_clouds_island_dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/photos/hays_cottage_tall_clouds_island_dark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come and wash me... Let me feel you... I WANT YOU AND NEED YOU!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me be part of you and take me away... where all of us meet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take all my pain and sadness... Save me and cure me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-1452407178550473827?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1452407178550473827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=1452407178550473827&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1452407178550473827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1452407178550473827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/come-and-take.html' title='Come and take me!'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-956864824575818560</id><published>2007-07-26T19:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T19:25:20.957-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>LOUDER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RqnkqF4iP8I/AAAAAAAAADU/9JPMcxLOWYg/s1600-h/P1020072+NEW.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091852265503997890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RqnkqF4iP8I/AAAAAAAAADU/9JPMcxLOWYg/s200/P1020072+NEW.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shout to yourself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tell yourself who you are, what you want, when you need it... but please DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find a way to reach your goals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do not waste your time and your life... Not like this... not anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You are leaving behind things, chances and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do not hesitate and do something for your own good, not for anyone, but for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And all the missing pieces will fit by themselves and you will be able to love and get that love that is there for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BLAC&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26/07/07&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-956864824575818560?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/956864824575818560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=956864824575818560&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/956864824575818560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/956864824575818560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/louder.html' title='LOUDER!'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RqnkqF4iP8I/AAAAAAAAADU/9JPMcxLOWYg/s72-c/P1020072+NEW.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-730707588320605923</id><published>2007-07-22T18:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:48:36.230-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thinkones.com/images/drops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://thinkones.com/images/drops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Push me up and then drop me to learn how to fall...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me hit me and keep falling down... Sliding... Jumping...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And at the end relax and rest quietly in peace...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Picture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinkones.com/images/drops.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;http://thinkones.com/images/drops.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-730707588320605923?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/730707588320605923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=730707588320605923&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/730707588320605923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/730707588320605923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/learning.html' title='Learning'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4164028244414952433</id><published>2007-07-22T00:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:48:46.053-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Crossroads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.antonshevchenko.com/images/ukraine-kyiv-crossroads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.antonshevchenko.com/images/ukraine-kyiv-crossroads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I walk again those ways that I've been before... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Those that made me remember who I was and who I am now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Those that made me lose my head...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Those that confused me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Those that make me think which way I want to take...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.antonshevchenko.com/images/ukraine-kyiv-crossroads.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;http://www.antonshevchenko.com/images/ukraine-kyiv-crossroads.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4164028244414952433?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4164028244414952433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=4164028244414952433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4164028244414952433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4164028244414952433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/crossroads.html' title='Crossroads'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-7813590991033503030</id><published>2007-07-16T09:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:45:18.095-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Esperanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2678/599516759802096/1600/solo,%20en%20el%20desierto,%20a%20las%20tres%20de%20la%20tarde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2678/599516759802096/1600/solo%2C%20en%20el%20desierto%2C%20a%20las%20tres%20de%20la%20tarde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cuando estés sentado ahí, recordando lo que fuiste, lo que hiciste, lo que decidiste y por ende, dejaste de hacer; entonces, en ese preciso momento recordaras que tanto dejaste ir por miedo, por no tener el valor suficiente de enfrentar las cosas, por creer que esto cortaría tu libertad, lo que hacías y querías hacer y justo entonces te darás cuenta que a pesar de todo lo que tienes crees que serás feliz, pero no lo serás porque por dentro estarás tan vacío que vas a encontrar las respuestas a tantas dudas que tenias respecto a ti, tu vida y sobre todo del amor, que dejaste ir por cobardía y porque no estabas preparado para tenerlo en ese momento, pero que nunca te diste la oportunidad de ver que en realidad eso es lo que necesitabas y estarías más lleno de vida y de ilusiones, de fe y de esperanza... Pero ese momento será demasiado tarde, porque la oportunidad que te di, y lo que te ofrecí ya no estará para ti y lamentaras la falta de... lo que quieras y buscaras una oportunidad nueva, vendrás y me buscarás ¿y sabes que? aquí estaré esperando y te recibiré y escucharé y estaré contigo.... Y entonces me oirás y sabrás que en ese momento, todo será demasiado tarde para ti... de hecho ya lo es... Sólo espero el momento que te sientes ahí, a recordar lo que fuiste, lo que hiciste, lo que decidiste y por ende, lo que dejaste de hacer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;21 de julio, 2003&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Again recovering some old writings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks again to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/natchio"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natchio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; for sharing his art!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-7813590991033503030?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7813590991033503030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=7813590991033503030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7813590991033503030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7813590991033503030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/esperanza.html' title='Esperanza'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-2592343879315327215</id><published>2007-07-11T00:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T03:03:50.211-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Mano Azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m98/eltluiscancino/For%20My%20Blog/purplehand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m98/eltluiscancino/For%20My%20Blog/purplehand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;¡Mira! Date cuenta... ¡Existo! No estas solo. Te brindo mi ayuda, mi compañía y mi persona... Date el tiempo y dámelo a mi... Permíteme y permítete la oportunidad de llegar al día de mañana, y aunque en la oscuridad de la vida solo puedas ver mi mano en este momento, después veremos juntos salir el sol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;13/08/06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foto Alan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;En ocasiones la inspiración puede llegar de muchas maneras.. Viendo algo, recordando algo, viendo a alguien. En este caso en particular me llegó después de ver esta foto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Espero que algun día pueda conjuntar mis textos con imagenes propias o prestadas... ¿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;A ti que te parece?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-2592343879315327215?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2592343879315327215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=2592343879315327215&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/2592343879315327215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/2592343879315327215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/mira-date-cuenta.html' title='Mano Azul'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m98/eltluiscancino/For%20My%20Blog/th_purplehand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-1754342019194410597</id><published>2007-07-03T07:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T07:43:54.186-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>How do you measure it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever thought about measuring a year? If you have seen the Rent movie, you know how to. This is how they did it in both the play and movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-r2xXtSsPV0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Seasons of Love lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;How do you measure, measure a year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights in cups of coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;How do you measure a year in the life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;How about love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;How about love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;How about love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Measure in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Seasons of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Seasons of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;JOANNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand journeys to plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;How do you measure the life of a woman or a man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;COLLINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In bridges he burned, or the way that she died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's time now to sing out, tho' the story never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Let's celebrate remember a year in the life of friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Remember the love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Remember the love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Remember the love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Seasons of love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;JOANNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh you got to got to remember the love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You know that love is a gift from up above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Share love, give love spread love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Measure measure your life in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Seasons of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Seasons of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Measure your life, measure your life in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do remember where I was a year ago and how I was then. How that last year was a tough one and how with my friends I am what I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a way to thank God, my friends and my family and "TU"&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything. Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-1754342019194410597?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1754342019194410597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=1754342019194410597&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1754342019194410597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1754342019194410597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-do-you-measure-it.html' title='How do you measure it?'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-204984171574201385</id><published>2007-06-11T02:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:40:40.125-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Des / Espera                                Version 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a%20target="&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/1/W/30000000a9815de/1/0/TSM6pVnG5z8m5hw3nc8bN2h9XE4hB1C0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sola...&lt;br /&gt;Me encuentro sola&lt;br /&gt;y la gente pasa a lado mío...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi tristeza es obvia&lt;br /&gt;mis lágrimas me delatan...&lt;br /&gt;y no me importa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera volver atrás&lt;br /&gt;a como era antes,&lt;br /&gt;donde también tenía miedo...&lt;br /&gt;pero me sentía protegida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ojalá y pronto encuentre lo que necesito...&lt;br /&gt;lo que me hace falta...&lt;br /&gt;ya sea en ti o en alguien más...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por lo pronto sigo esperando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 de enero, 2003&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gracias a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/natchio"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natchio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; por compartir su trabajo conmigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-204984171574201385?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/204984171574201385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=204984171574201385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/204984171574201385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/204984171574201385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/06/des-espera-version-20.html' title='Des / Espera                                Version 2.0'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-7463693097795260928</id><published>2007-06-09T15:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T15:37:36.886-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>A new mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let me introduce you my friend Caro. This was a "free hour session". While I was watching the pics, some words came to me and I played with the two characters to write something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-b3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="426" height="320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="site=widget-b3.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594048431795&amp;amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=17&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;th=0&amp;id=72057594048431795&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b3.slide.com/p1/72057594048431795/be_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=17&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;th=0&amp;id=72057594048431795&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you think of the result? I love taking pics and lizards, by the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-7463693097795260928?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7463693097795260928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=7463693097795260928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7463693097795260928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7463693097795260928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='A new mix'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-3244982404646796949</id><published>2007-06-09T14:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:34:31.821-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Voy a tenderme a la orilla del mar</title><content type='html'>Voy a tenderme a la orilla del mar todo un día.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a dejar que la marea suba y baje de mí...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a dejar que se borren las huellas de mí pasado... todas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde el recuerdo de verte por primera vez, el beso más exquisito y tu olor impregnado a mi piel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a dejar que el mar con su agua salada borre de una vez por todas todo lo que me haces sentir: dolor, tristeza, alegría, sinsabores, dolor, melancolía, dolor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a ver como al final del día no quedarán ni siquiera cicatrices de lo que fue, es y no será...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy voy a tenderme a la orilla del mar todo el día...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;04 de mayo, 2003&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y lo haré por la tarde, cuando el sol se despida del día, cuando poco a poco sea tragado por el mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si él se puede llevar al sol, también lo hará con tu recuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 de junio, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074167208517647218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="116" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RmsQMSqhO3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/PHrwB7JM5qY/s400/sunset.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estaba compartiendo un poco de mis textos con un amigo cuando llegué a éste texto. No grito ni lloro ni recuerdo a nadie o situación particular, simplemente llegué a él.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Después de que mi amigo lo leyó me hizo un comentario al cual reaccioné con lo que digamos puede ser la segunda parte de este texto un poco más de cuatro años después.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Creo que si hay una relación, ¿Tu que dices?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Foto de &lt;a href="http://www.mauibeachguide.com/Keawakapu_Beach.html" target="_top"&gt;www.mauibeachguide.com/Keawakapu_Beach.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-3244982404646796949?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3244982404646796949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=3244982404646796949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3244982404646796949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3244982404646796949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/06/voy-tenderme-la-orilla-del-mar.html' title='Voy a tenderme a la orilla del mar'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RmsQMSqhO3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/PHrwB7JM5qY/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-8477684810115396752</id><published>2007-06-04T16:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T15:42:45.437-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasha Sokol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Otra mirada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RmSVmSqhOzI/AAAAAAAAACU/EmjjNtX8-fM/s1600-h/ojos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072343565403765554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="85" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RmSVmSqhOzI/AAAAAAAAACU/EmjjNtX8-fM/s200/ojos.JPG" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cerré los ojos para llorar en silencio por ti... Con ello quise borrarte para siempre de mi vida, mi corazón y mi cuerpo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Con ello quise olvidar los momentos felices a tu lado y decidí que prefiero tener un vacío enorme antes de seguir con tu recuerdo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yo desee mi felicidad a tu lado, mas no fue posible... Pero tú no eres el mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoy seco mi última lágrima derramada por ti, porque deseo ser feliz aún a costa de mi vida... aunque todavía te ame...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;05 de febrero, 1998&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sigo con otro texto que no es personal pero que lo escribí cuando platiqué con una amiga que estaba terminando una relación.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;De alguna manera sentí empatía por ella y sentí lo que estaba pasando y sintiendo en ese momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;La foto creo que ayuda más. ¡Ah! Y si tienes la canción de Sasha y Bosé "No encuentro un momento pa' olvidar" creo que la reacción es mayor. Luego me dices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-8477684810115396752?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8477684810115396752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=8477684810115396752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8477684810115396752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8477684810115396752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/06/cerr-los-ojos-para-llorar-en-silencio.html' title='Otra mirada'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RmSVmSqhOzI/AAAAAAAAACU/EmjjNtX8-fM/s72-c/ojos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-6045441960839311053</id><published>2007-05-30T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:55:40.410-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Ely Guerra - Vete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ohhh yeah!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... One of my favorites singers as talented as beautiful. She has 4 studio albums and a live one that have not been that popular. From her third production "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4Z0P1yEOcU"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Vete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" has been my favorite so far... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Listen &lt;strong&gt;CAREFULLY&lt;/strong&gt; to her lyrics... and the music... My gosh! I love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-6045441960839311053?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6045441960839311053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=6045441960839311053&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6045441960839311053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6045441960839311053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/ely-guerra-vete.html' title='Ely Guerra - Vete'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-6893681312255643669</id><published>2007-05-30T21:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T14:48:00.759-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Des / Espera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have you ever seen someone and felt as he / she felt? I HAVE! I wrote this seeing a woman sitting at a table outside a supermarket...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sola...&lt;br /&gt;Me encuentro sola&lt;br /&gt;y la gente pasa a lado mío...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi tristeza es obvia&lt;br /&gt;mis lágrimas me delatan...&lt;br /&gt;y no me importa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera volver atrás&lt;br /&gt;a como era antes,&lt;br /&gt;donde también tenía miedo...&lt;br /&gt;pero me sentía protegida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ojalá y pronto encuentre lo que necesito...&lt;br /&gt;lo que me hace falta...&lt;br /&gt;ya sea en ti o en alguien más...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por lo pronto sigo esperando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;14 de enero, 2003&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What do you think? Let me know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-6893681312255643669?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6893681312255643669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=6893681312255643669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6893681312255643669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6893681312255643669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/des-espera.html' title='Des / Espera'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-5253327286040500569</id><published>2007-05-20T16:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T16:59:44.508-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>I'd rather close my eyes</title><content type='html'>Yeah... I used to rather close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice! "Ojos que no ven, corazón que no siente" I knew... No one told me... I saw it once, twice... more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I shut my mouth and kept all those feelings for me... and sometimes to share, but after they did not hurt me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I decided to speak out... It was hard at the beginning, but that made me feel better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have opened my eyes and my mouth... All of those old feelings are sealed, but my life goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I close my eyes to remember and keep good memories in my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-5253327286040500569?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5253327286040500569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=5253327286040500569&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/5253327286040500569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/5253327286040500569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/id-rather-close-my-eyes.html' title='I&apos;d rather close my eyes'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-6545111916039070628</id><published>2007-05-16T01:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T01:41:01.955-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Cuentame tu dolor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cuéntame tu dolor, dime de que color es y déjame pintarlo de un tono a pasión desencadenada por tus besos, mis lagrimas y la espera de estar aquí sentado, sabiendo que el día de mañana no regresaras y que cuando lo desees estaré ahí, viéndote hablar, escuchando y sintiendo lo que ya se sentir, lo que me abre las heridas y la boca para decirte que tu amor y mi amor seguirán dentro del mundo hasta que una luz llegue mas allá de todo y que entonces seguiremos adelante, oyendo el dulce olor a caricias y adentrándome en tu alma, hasta poder verme reflejado en ella y descansar de ti y de todo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;25/04/06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-6545111916039070628?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6545111916039070628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=6545111916039070628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6545111916039070628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6545111916039070628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/cuentame-tu-dolor.html' title='Cuentame tu dolor'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-8351404313337225525</id><published>2007-05-15T12:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T12:41:43.877-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bjork'/><title type='text'>All Is Full Of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bjork&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a very original song writer / singer that I &lt;strong&gt;JUST LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;! Her videos, albums, music and more make people think she is crazy -like everyone else, but she has massive audience-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EjAoBKagWQA"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;video&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for this song is great! I mean, it is something else!! A different version of the original one, but I love this one better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the video, with the best kiss I have &lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/strong&gt; seen in a video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a "Urban Legend" I heard about it... Watch the video and I'll tell you later what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;All Is Full Of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll be given love&lt;br /&gt;you'll be taken care of&lt;br /&gt;you'll be given love&lt;br /&gt;you have to trust it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe not from the sources&lt;br /&gt;you have poured yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe not from the directions&lt;br /&gt;you are staring at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust your head around&lt;br /&gt;it's all around you&lt;br /&gt;all is full of love&lt;br /&gt;all around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all is full of love : you just ain't receiving&lt;br /&gt;all is full of love : your phone is off the hook&lt;br /&gt;all is full of love : your doors are all shut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all is full of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it?&lt;br /&gt;I need glasses again, then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-8351404313337225525?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8351404313337225525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=8351404313337225525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8351404313337225525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8351404313337225525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-is-full-of-love.html' title='All Is Full Of Love'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-468415174333857447</id><published>2007-05-12T11:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T11:15:47.510-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Cruce de caminos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He vuelto a este cruce de caminos de mi vida... Otra vez tengo que escoger y tomar una decisión... Ya he tratado por todos lados y no he podido encontrar la felicidad anhelada: o es un camino cerrado, o es uno que me trae de nuevo aquí o tengo que regresar sobre mis pasos porque empieza a volverse oscuro y estrecho... intransitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que heme aquí otra vez en este lugar sin opciones... pero... éste camino no lo había visto... A lo mejor ha estado aquí desde el principio y no me había dado cuenta... ¿Por qué? No sé, pero creo que es el mejor momento para conocerlo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;22 de enero, 1998&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-468415174333857447?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/468415174333857447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=468415174333857447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/468415174333857447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/468415174333857447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/cruce-de-caminos.html' title='Cruce de caminos'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-5156307909388303648</id><published>2007-05-12T10:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T11:28:07.531-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrigued'/><title type='text'>Is that you?</title><content type='html'>I am intrigued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've seen you before... Could it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember those strange dreams and even those that were not. I remember you watching me... Seeing how I was feeling... but standing over there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you waiting for me? Was that what you were waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I looked at you and I knew I know you... even your name... but couldn't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strange dreams are over -Did I finally got over it?- so I haven't seen you lately... Are you real now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely know you, but I have a sort of feelings... the peace and calm when I looked at you in my dreams... Is that YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am intrigued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-5156307909388303648?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5156307909388303648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=5156307909388303648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/5156307909388303648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/5156307909388303648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-that-you.html' title='Is that you?'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-7067998311292146614</id><published>2007-05-03T17:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T18:03:51.324-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>Remember the Moon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I DO REMEMBER IT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times it makes me feel angry or mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, we both knew... and when we forgot it, we came out and realized my mood was because of her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it made me wish I were her... So I could see you when you were far, far away from here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what? Last Moon was quite different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me remember you again... but now in a melancholic way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the sweet moments... My dreams that became true because of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my life was when you were here... and even when you were not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How important you are in my life... Even though we are no longer together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just realized I miss you so badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and yes, so do you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-7067998311292146614?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7067998311292146614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=7067998311292146614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7067998311292146614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/7067998311292146614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/remember-moon.html' title='Remember the Moon?'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4065774069080591106</id><published>2007-04-24T13:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T14:46:31.594-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasha Sokol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>¡Ay amor!</title><content type='html'>From now on... I will add songs, both lyrics and videos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasha Sokol is a marvelous singer who has recorded some duets... This is with Revolver from an unplugged sesion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDKMuImX1v8"&gt;¡Ay Amor!&lt;/a&gt; the lyrics &lt;a href="http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Revolver/Ay-Amor.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice, the lyrics... It is one of my favorite songs these days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4065774069080591106?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4065774069080591106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=4065774069080591106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4065774069080591106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4065774069080591106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/ay-amor.html' title='¡Ay amor!'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-3060480244347306657</id><published>2007-04-21T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T19:57:31.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Te he vuelto a soñar</title><content type='html'>Los sueños son padres... en ocasiones te busque en ellos... Y te encontré... También en alguna ocasión me desperte contigo... Te traje de mis sueños a mi realidad... Y vivimos y compartimos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora te he vuelto a soñar... Pero es diferente... Ahora si te puedo ver a la cara y decirte lo que me he callado en la vida real... Te he reclamado todo lo que se... y lo peor... es que ahora si aceptas las cosas... Duele.... y mucho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero al mismo tiempo... enfrento cosas que nunca quise... Ya son tres veces... Son tres cosas que he sacado... pero que me agotan al despertar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que siga soñando y sacando todo eso... Espero volver a soñar contigo... y como escribí alguna vez... "...despertarme y entonces al fin, dejarte ahi..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-3060480244347306657?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3060480244347306657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=3060480244347306657&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3060480244347306657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3060480244347306657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/te-he-vuelto-soar.html' title='Te he vuelto a soñar'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-6544180746814612525</id><published>2007-04-14T14:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T14:34:34.556-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>MALDITA ADICCION</title><content type='html'>Eres mi adicción&lt;br /&gt;Maldita sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero dejarte&lt;br /&gt;Quiero olvidarte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero existes y estas ahí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En ocasiones me acerco&lt;br /&gt;Te veo&lt;br /&gt;Y provocas reacciones en mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no quiero esas reacciones&lt;br /&gt;Quiero dejar de verte&lt;br /&gt;Olvidarme de ti&lt;br /&gt;Quiero dejar de temblar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero necesito de ti&lt;br /&gt;De alguna puta manera&lt;br /&gt;O de otra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y al final&lt;br /&gt;Me quedo como estaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valiendo madre&lt;br /&gt;Valiendo menos de lo que valgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es justo?&lt;br /&gt;Vale la pena?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lo creo&lt;br /&gt;Y lo peor, se que no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero así es esto&lt;br /&gt;Ahora dejo de escribir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necesito verte&lt;br /&gt;Aunque sea online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La reacción continúa…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-6544180746814612525?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6544180746814612525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=6544180746814612525&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6544180746814612525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6544180746814612525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/maldita-adiccion.html' title='MALDITA ADICCION'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-8976247576207865158</id><published>2007-04-14T11:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T11:36:19.853-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Buscando Mi Paz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cuéntame tu dolor, dime de que color es y déjame pintarlo de un tono a pasión desencadenada por tus besos, mis lagrimas y la espera de estar aquí sentado, sabiendo que el día de mañana no regresaras y que cuando lo desees estaré ahí, viéndote hablar, escuchando y sintiendo lo que ya se sentir, lo que me abre las heridas y la boca para decirte que tu amor y mi amor seguirán dentro del mundo hasta que una luz llegue mas allá de todo y que entonces seguiremos adelante, oyendo el dulce olor a caricias y adentrándome en tu alma, hasta poder verme reflejado en ella y descansar de ti y de todo… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;25/04/06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-8976247576207865158?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8976247576207865158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=8976247576207865158&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8976247576207865158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/8976247576207865158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/buscando-mi-paz.html' title='Buscando Mi Paz'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-3566500525339140700</id><published>2007-04-12T13:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T13:30:39.969-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Esta noche</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Al fin esta noche estas aquí conmigo, a mi lado, así como estuvimos hace tiempo... Tal y como lo recordaba: tu aroma, tu pelo, tu ser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche quiero disfrutarla y ser feliz, pero sobre todo aprovecharla porque tal vez nunca se repetirá... Es mi única oportunidad para saber que estas conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me importa más que estar contigo, hacerte y ser feliz; quiero sentir tu amor y tu cariño... también quiero que sientas lo mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desearía tanto que esta noche no termine y que por la mañana me vea reflejado en tus ojos... pero yo sé que eso no va a pasar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los rayos del sol hacen su aparición entre las cortinas... Empiezan a jugar con las sombras, las cuales pierden para al final desaparecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En ese momento me doy cuenta que tu también desaparecerás y te iras de mi vida ¡Para siempre! Tengo que hacer algo, no puedo dejarte ir... Pero tú me conoces y sabes que no puedo hacer nada, no porque no quiero, sino porque no puedo... Mi garganta sólo emite silencio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te miro y te abrazo, de un momento a otro te vas... No quiero... Las despedidas son tristes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El despertador suena y te veo irte entre mis manos... desaparecer... Todo fue un sueño pero eso no importa porque fui feliz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26 de abril, 1998 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-3566500525339140700?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3566500525339140700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=3566500525339140700&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3566500525339140700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/3566500525339140700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/esta-noche.html' title='Esta noche'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4761307097895255282</id><published>2007-04-10T09:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T09:42:29.811-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Recuerdo ese ser que era antes</title><content type='html'>Recuerdo el estar sentando en la playa o en el parque, admirando y disfrutando mi alrededor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdo estar habituado a un estilo de vida en el cual me sentia encerrado pero comodo... con una gran pared frente a mi e inmune a cualquier daño...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdo suspirar y recordar a cada momento mi vida pasada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdo tantas cosas que de momento no decido que mas decir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora soy otro, soy diferente... he crecido, he visto y he disfrutado ser diferente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no me siento a disfrutar...&lt;br /&gt;Ya no tengo barreras que derribar...&lt;br /&gt;Ya no recuerdo ni miro atras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora soy diferente y soy mejor y me he aceptado como soy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no me hace falta buscar la felicidad ni el amor ni la compañia... Me he encontrado con ese ser que siempre vivio en mi y al cual amo y respeto...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4761307097895255282?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4761307097895255282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=4761307097895255282&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4761307097895255282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4761307097895255282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/recuerdo-ese-ser-que-era-antes.html' title='Recuerdo ese ser que era antes'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-1886569977695435959</id><published>2007-04-08T00:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:41:22.046-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>HOY QUIERO OLER A TI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quiero oler a esas caricias, a esos besos, a esa mirada, a ese amor tan grande al que me acostumbraste y sin el cual ya no puedo vivir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quiero sentir ese aliento en mis sueños, a mi lado, como tantas veces hemos estado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quiero abrazarte y poder descansar, entregándote todo mi amor, mi vida, mis ojos, mi voz, mis besos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Empiezo a celebrar el silencio porque sé que cuando aparece tú llegas a mí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAC!&lt;br /&gt;14 de marzo, 1997&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-1886569977695435959?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1886569977695435959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=1886569977695435959&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1886569977695435959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/1886569977695435959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/hoy-quiero-oler-ti.html' title='HOY QUIERO OLER A TI'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4244009655049145313</id><published>2007-03-29T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T16:36:25.364-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Chingón?</title><content type='html'>Bueno, al menos me esmero cuando tomo fotos, pues me complace mucho el resultado... Ahora ademas de compartir mis textos contigo, lo hago tambien con mis fotos... Por favor, si vas a tomar alguna de ellas, pide permiso, pues tiene derechos reservados...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo legal! Todo bem! -ambas frases en portugues-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4244009655049145313?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4244009655049145313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=4244009655049145313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4244009655049145313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4244009655049145313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/chingn.html' title='Chingón?'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4513169347988977181</id><published>2007-03-29T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:03:58.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>En las noticias</title><content type='html'>Bueno, has estado un poco extrañas las noticias, o al menos las que he escogido leer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Los niños que habian estado secuestrados en un camion escolar en Filipinas -quienes habian estado comiendo pizza y estuvieron saludando- regresaron sanos y salvos con sus familias despues que fueron dejados en libertad despues de 10 hrs. Su captor -el director de la escuela- es ahora considerado "heroe" porque logró que sus 145 niños tuvieran acceso a educación gratuita.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abrirán en Legoland en California una exhibicion del famoso "strip" de Las Vegas... Me imagino que asi veran los niños donde se la llevan sus padres, y ahora si lo que pase en Vegas... será visto en escala.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;     En otros asuntos, supongo que ya sabes que mi padre esta enfermo... Hoy me llamaron para avisarme que ya estaba en las ultimas... y pues la verdad, eso mueve y mucho... Deje mi trabajo para estar con mi padre - y después de una espera de casi 3 horas-,  sorprendentemente me di cuenta que esta mejor, asi que estoy más tranquilo y de alguna -o muchas- forma ya esta todo salvo y tranquilo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4513169347988977181?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4513169347988977181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=4513169347988977181&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4513169347988977181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4513169347988977181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/en-las-noticias.html' title='En las noticias'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4425970367746463438</id><published>2007-03-28T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T08:26:21.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>I promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will be with you, when you are sad or happy... When you feel down or cheered up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will take care of you when you are sick, tired or bored...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will be the light on top of the well and the hand that will pull you out of there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will protect you... I will love you and respect you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will hug you when in bed at night and the one you see in the morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will be with you my whole life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;... just look for me at the mirror and &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE&lt;/strong&gt; accept me as I am!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4425970367746463438?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4425970367746463438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=4425970367746463438&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4425970367746463438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4425970367746463438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-promise.html' title='I promise'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-2866147980112490331</id><published>2007-03-28T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T08:31:42.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><title type='text'>BACK TO BUSINESS</title><content type='html'>Hello again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a regular poster -I have only two-, thanks for your comments. If this is the first time, well, your comments are more than welcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been very difficult in the last few days... You know about that... Stress is getting higher and higher... I am wishing it were Friday already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am calmed down, and taking some pics -you will watch them later- so I can illustrate my comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell so far, catch you up later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-2866147980112490331?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2866147980112490331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=2866147980112490331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/2866147980112490331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/2866147980112490331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-to-business.html' title='BACK TO BUSINESS'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-567324303484170670</id><published>2007-03-25T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T02:01:31.078-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>REFLEXION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estando limpiando hoy en casa, me reencontre con una vieja reflexion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMOR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Para la mayoria es un sentimiento donde solo nos limitamos a encontrar a la otra persona, a alguien que nos hace sentir especial y con quien quisieramos estar el resto de nuestros días...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mujernueva.org/mujernueva_db/imagenes_db/mama_y_papa_besan_bebe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.mujernueva.org/mujernueva_db/imagenes_db/mama_y_papa_besan_bebe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pero existen más amores... El amor de padres a hijos... Ellos han dado todo por nosotros o por lo menos lo han intentado y casi nunca les pagamos lo que ellos quisieran, merecen... o esperan de nosotros... Más sin embargo cuando regresamos a ellos, nos perdonan y nos siguen amando porque somos y seguiremos siendo sus niños...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://princesavirtual.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://princesavirtual.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/amigos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Los amigos... La amistad es una forma de amor, diferente al de nuestra pareja, diferente al de nuestra familia... ¿Cuántas veces no nos hemos sentido defraudados entre nosotros? ¿Cuántas veces no hemos llegado a sentir algo más que amistad entre nosotros, pero que no es amor de pareja? ¿Cuántas veces no nos ha dolido algo tanto como a ellos? ¿El esperar más de lo que nos entregan? ¿El extrañar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espacioblog.com/myfiles/leper/sad.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.espacioblog.com/myfiles/leper/sad.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Otro y que creo hemos estado más en contacto es el amor no correspondido... por miedo, falta de valor, de coraje, de determinación... o simplemente porque es mejor el silencio que quedarnos sin nada... Es estar deseosos de estar con alguien que nos hace sentir bien, que nos hace sentir protegidos, cuidados... queridos... por alguien que no es tu amigo, pero que no es tu familia... y tal vez nunca sea algo más de lo que es... tenga el nombre que tenga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/ecorreu/el%20amor%20mata.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/ecorreu/el%20amor%20mata.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;El amor que mata... Sólo los que lo han padecido se darán una idea más clara... El hecho de estar mal, tristes, deshechos, no importa... Es mejor estar así que estar sin nadie... ¿Hacerle frente a la vida solos? ¡NO! Mejor aunque sólo sean dos minutos de paz y amor al día son suficientes... lo demás es "normal" en una relación... pero no en la vida real... No es lo que merecemos, pero el "de perdida" es muy bueno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clarin.com/diario/2006/01/08/thumb/t040dh20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.clarin.com/diario/2006/01/08/thumb/t040dh20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;¿Y el amor propio? ¿Lo conoces? Casi todos hemos hablado de él, lo hemos aconsejado... ¿Cuántos realmente lo tenemos? ¿Cuántos en realidad lo practicamos? ¿Te amas tanto o al menos lo suficiente para hacerle frente a la vida, los problemas, la soledad...? ¿Para amar a alguien más?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Si es así, adelante, no lo abandones, habemos gente que estamos aquí amando y esperando que nos ames... Sólo dilo, de alguna u otra forma podemos coincidir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BLAC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;30 de agosto, 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;¡WOW! Eso fue hace más de tres años, pense que mi amor propio era suficiente... Ahora me doy cuenta que no es asi, que vivo con miedos, con fantasmas y sin ese amor a mi mismo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-567324303484170670?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/567324303484170670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=567324303484170670&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/567324303484170670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/567324303484170670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/reflexion.html' title='REFLEXION'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-6084445475451585691</id><published>2007-03-24T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:38:02.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Life inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RgTc6Z1pahI/AAAAAAAAABk/9y63aAjj8nM/s1600-h/P1000431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045400378488220178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RgTc6Z1pahI/AAAAAAAAABk/9y63aAjj8nM/s320/P1000431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am trapped! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to get out of me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to live outside here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I know what it is like! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I can see it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but cannot touch it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to get rid of my ghosts &lt;div align="center"&gt;myself and enjoy life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to live free!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-6084445475451585691?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6084445475451585691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=6084445475451585691&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6084445475451585691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/6084445475451585691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-inside.html' title='Life inside'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RgTc6Z1pahI/AAAAAAAAABk/9y63aAjj8nM/s72-c/P1000431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4117448208910755381</id><published>2007-03-24T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:39:49.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RgTTuZ1pagI/AAAAAAAAABc/iNQOY7RYrHU/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045390276725139970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RgTTuZ1pagI/AAAAAAAAABc/iNQOY7RYrHU/s320/DSC00499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Te estoy buscando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se si quiero encontrarte, pero estoy seguro que disfruto este momento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Si te veo desapareces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Si te toco te inhalo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Si me acerco te vas?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si me quedo, ¿estarás? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4117448208910755381?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4117448208910755381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=4117448208910755381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4117448208910755381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4117448208910755381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/te-estoy-buscando.html' title=''/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RgTTuZ1pagI/AAAAAAAAABc/iNQOY7RYrHU/s72-c/DSC00499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-131349245794329918</id><published>2007-03-24T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:40:02.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RgTSTJ1pafI/AAAAAAAAABU/R7HkLYeF73c/s1600-h/DSC00539.4(429).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045388709062076914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RgTSTJ1pafI/AAAAAAAAABU/R7HkLYeF73c/s320/DSC00539.4(429).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am walking on the line... Just waiting for the moment to fall to get up and go to the other side...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-131349245794329918?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/131349245794329918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=131349245794329918&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/131349245794329918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/131349245794329918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-walking-on-line.html' title=''/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_elfAXm5D1t0/RgTSTJ1pafI/AAAAAAAAABU/R7HkLYeF73c/s72-c/DSC00539.4(429).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4539308222427602709</id><published>2007-03-23T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T14:46:12.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Tough Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.squeep.com/~fek/misc/sepia-backgrounds/writing-2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.squeep.com/~fek/misc/sepia-backgrounds/writing-2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the most difficult things to do in life is to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say they need inspiration or that they are not gifted, they do not have time and such. I have had the chance and maybe the "gift" to do it, or at least that is what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ivytech.edu/fortwayne/images/writing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.ivytech.edu/fortwayne/images/writing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have started a new adventure here, trying to keep track of my everyday life, saying what I did, what I thought, what I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has not been that easy , I might say, but I am back to writing, -or to typing in this case- and I am sure I will not say what you like... not what you need to know... not what is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a way to share with you who I am and how I am, you could either take it or leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the real life, not the real world, not the truth, but it is a chance to be on my shoes and &lt;strong&gt;DEFINITELY&lt;/strong&gt; see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;orld &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;rough &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4539308222427602709?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4539308222427602709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=4539308222427602709&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4539308222427602709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4539308222427602709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/tough-writing.html' title='Tough Writing'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2937441698686472744.post-4802066640296675923</id><published>2007-03-22T12:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T03:24:41.715-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><title type='text'>Saludos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ola! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ello! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ç&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a va? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;iao! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Este es mi nuevo espacio en el Internet, además de los ya populares Hi5, MySpace, el de mi programa de radio en Freeservers, y los que utilizo para mis clases como Edublogs y Wikispaces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quiero primero agradecer a mi &lt;a href="http://carocaricatura.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Amiguita Caro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;por apoyarme y alentarme a escribir en este espacio, te tomaré de ejemplo después de leer tu blog. También saludo a el &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;World Thinker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; con un concepto innovador. Espero que la retroalimentacion recibida de parte de los que me lean sea suficientemente enriquecedora en todos los aspectos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Espero poder dedicarle el tiempo que requiere un sitio como este y que los que entren lean y conozcan un poco mas de mi y puedan entonces ver "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The World Through My Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD Los saludo en los idiomas que se y que estoy aprendiendo: español, inglés, frances, italiano y portugues; espero algun dia pueda escribir algo en éstos ultimos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2937441698686472744-4802066640296675923?l=paganpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4802066640296675923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2937441698686472744&amp;postID=4802066640296675923&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4802066640296675923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2937441698686472744/posts/default/4802066640296675923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paganpoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/saludos.html' title='Saludos'/><author><name>The Pagan Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15821747123427932234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
