<?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-2471982837445556211</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:05:32.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The escapist</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-3477393302881495542</id><published>2008-07-19T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:15:10.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SIJ1RTNwO-I/AAAAAAAAALs/bHFXIJ1-PXY/s1600-h/100_3886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SIJ1RTNwO-I/AAAAAAAAALs/bHFXIJ1-PXY/s400/100_3886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224867457779383266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SIJ0hbRpcxI/AAAAAAAAALk/jdMxfy4yMOs/s1600-h/100_3394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SIJ0hbRpcxI/AAAAAAAAALk/jdMxfy4yMOs/s400/100_3394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224866635309478674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SIJzxxz6W8I/AAAAAAAAALc/SrmHCR2l9HQ/s1600-h/100_1343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SIJzxxz6W8I/AAAAAAAAALc/SrmHCR2l9HQ/s400/100_1343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224865816725052354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-3477393302881495542?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3477393302881495542/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=3477393302881495542' title='22 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/3477393302881495542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/3477393302881495542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/sky.html' title='Sky'/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SIJ1RTNwO-I/AAAAAAAAALs/bHFXIJ1-PXY/s72-c/100_3886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-8507426537600649350</id><published>2008-07-10T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:21:39.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Que frágil que es el amor, un día uno puede estar satisfecho con lo que tiene y al otro cambiar de punto de vista y permutar lo pensado. Todos los viejos sentimientos concluyen una vieja etapa de mi existencia, basta de sufrimiento, de amor y de locuras, concluye así un amor que me tenía ahogado y con ventanas abiertas sin sálidas. Esto es difícil, pero aceptar la realidad me hizo dar cuenta que lo nuestro es imposible y que el tiempo es el único doctor que cura mis heridas. Yo sé que la decisión no es de las que te agraden pero debó poner un fín a todo esto y rehacer y diseñar mi vida de acuerdo a las conyuntura del esta circustancias. Por otro lado, empiezó a sentir, a experimentar otros sentimientos,  similares a aquellos lejanos pero no coinciden especificamente con la misma individuo o semejante. No dominó mi instinto animal aún, pero si discierno que no es un insignificante sensación y además no puedo abandonar esos pensamientos que inundan mi mente y me dice que necesito verla e incluso anhelo contemplarla con su largos cabellos negros.&lt;br /&gt;  Y la vida continúa, y no esta siempre para esperarnos; debemos tomar decisiones rápidas de las cuales no debemos arrepentirnos. Este es el momento de actuar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-8507426537600649350?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8507426537600649350/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=8507426537600649350' title='15 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/8507426537600649350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/8507426537600649350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/que-frgil-que-es-el-amor-un-da-uno.html' title=''/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-2462402255347394015</id><published>2008-07-08T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:10:36.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SHQB0ItahiI/AAAAAAAAALU/UgWVAhEOjDU/s1600-h/100_4577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SHQB0ItahiI/AAAAAAAAALU/UgWVAhEOjDU/s400/100_4577.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220799863232038434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SHQAzGMngUI/AAAAAAAAALM/bZCkBimQWrU/s1600-h/100_4577.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:blue;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220798745866109250" spid="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SHQAzGMngUI/AAAAAAAAALM/bZCkBimQWrU/s400/100_4577.jpg" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SHQAzGMngUI/AAAAAAAAALM/bZCkBimQWrU/s1600-h/100_4577.jpg" style="'width:300pt;height:225pt;visibility:visible;mso-wrap-style:square'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\WINDOWS\TEMP\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image001.jpg" title="100_4577"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yo solía gobernar el mundo, los mares se alzaban cuando yo lo ordenaba. Ahora en la mañana yo barro solo,barro las calles que solía poseer.Yo solía tirar el dado,sentir el miedo en los ojos de mi enemigo.&lt;br /&gt;Un minuto yo tenía la llave, al siguiente las paredes se cerraban en mí y descubrí que mis castillos estaban construidos sobre pilares de sal y pilares de arena&lt;br /&gt;Escucho las campanas de Jerusalen sonando, los coros del Calvario Romano están cantando son mi espejo, mi espada y mi escudo. Mis misioneros en un campo extranjero por alguna razon que no puedo explicar. Una vez que sabes que nunca hubo una palabra honesta pero así era cuando yo gobernaba el mundo&lt;br /&gt;Fue el viento loco y salvaje que tiró las puertas para dejarme entrar, ventanas rotas y el sonido de tambores. La gente no podía creer en lo que me convertí. Los revolucionarios esperan, mi cabeza en charola de plata solo una marioneta en una cuerda solitaria.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-2462402255347394015?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2462402255347394015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=2462402255347394015' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/2462402255347394015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/2462402255347394015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo-sola-gobernar-el-mundo-los-mares-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SHQB0ItahiI/AAAAAAAAALU/UgWVAhEOjDU/s72-c/100_4577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-4296737710165095419</id><published>2008-07-02T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:37:50.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bet on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SGuudQ4_7lI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZKOdrxu-99Q/s1600-h/100_4578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SGuudQ4_7lI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZKOdrxu-99Q/s400/100_4578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218456411012329042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SGut0__DRJI/AAAAAAAAAK8/D09xSoHUXPo/s1600-h/100_4573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SGut0__DRJI/AAAAAAAAAK8/D09xSoHUXPo/s400/100_4573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218455719279543442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SGutS21FYkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/d_wR4IWMxrw/s1600-h/100_4572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SGutS21FYkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/d_wR4IWMxrw/s400/100_4572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218455132706267714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-4296737710165095419?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4296737710165095419/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=4296737710165095419' title='13 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/4296737710165095419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/4296737710165095419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/bet-on-me.html' title='Bet on me'/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SGuudQ4_7lI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZKOdrxu-99Q/s72-c/100_4578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-6381743735083260581</id><published>2008-06-25T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:30:02.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SGLE63MqiYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/L71JtO4iVrk/s1600-h/100_3984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SGLE63MqiYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/L71JtO4iVrk/s400/100_3984.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215947833976981890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resonancia magnética causan tus palabras en mis oidos, tu dulce y clara vos me hace estremecer la piel y me hacen perder el control de mi mismo. Perdidamente me hace entender que estos sentimientos no son como otros, son más profundos. Lo metafórico sabes bien que no es mi manera de expresarme pero esto es la excepción a todo, vos rompes barreras que nadie rompe, haces que todo lo imperfecto tenga su lado insusperable. Sera que estamos perdidos en un pozo sin fondo, sin retorno, nada podra a ser volver como antes después de haberte conocido.&lt;br /&gt;Palabras entre cruzadas, un te amo tal vez ya no sirve en mi, es hora de actuar y corroborar si es verdad esto que imagino o fantaseo puede ser real o no. Yo se que esto no es fácil para los dos pero el tiempo sigue su camino y nosotros el nuestro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-6381743735083260581?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6381743735083260581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=6381743735083260581' title='13 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/6381743735083260581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/6381743735083260581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/resonancia-magntica-causan-tus-palabras.html' title=''/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SGLE63MqiYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/L71JtO4iVrk/s72-c/100_3984.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-64249657889939890</id><published>2008-06-17T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:40:09.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SFgDfZQBpBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/j4A_tbfkxIk/s1600-h/100_3980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SFgDfZQBpBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/j4A_tbfkxIk/s400/100_3980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212920406570279954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfecta esa estructura que te rodea, hermosa esa sonrisa que te caracteriza, especiales esos pomulos de color rojizo que me vuelven loco, a pesar de no tenerte a mi lado, mi piel siente tu calor y mi boca tus labios. Saber que tu me amas es necesitar una respuesta clara y precisa, no necesito vueltas como una calesita, no soy una persona muy simple y fácil de llevar pero intento cambiar. Es díficil deducir tu prómixa jugada, no necesito tus lamentos, necesito que reaparezcan esos sentimientos verdaderos que aspiro con ansias.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-64249657889939890?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/64249657889939890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=64249657889939890' title='16 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/64249657889939890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/64249657889939890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/perfecta-esa-estructura-que-te-rodea.html' title=''/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SFgDfZQBpBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/j4A_tbfkxIk/s72-c/100_3980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-5732435305869161413</id><published>2008-06-15T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T10:17:58.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SFVOmHRx3JI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GRS7GG31ShE/s1600-h/100_3924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SFVOmHRx3JI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GRS7GG31ShE/s400/100_3924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212158560446831762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No voy a parar a hasta saber quien soy, sin influencias de terceros, todos intentan entrar en mi cabeza y tomar mis propias desiciones sin concentimiento, apostar en mi es lo que deberían y escuchar lo que digo es primordial. ¿Y si decido cambiar esto, mi vida, dar un giro de 180º y dejar atrás todo y comenzar devuelta ?. No reconozco aquel chico que se deprime por amor, no me reconozo en ese mismo reflejo, solo yo se las respuestas de mi futuro y estan todas adentro mio, solo necesito encontrarlas y hacer lo correcto.&lt;br /&gt;Cambiar no es fácil pero a veces es lo apropiado en algunas situaciones. Ese es el camino que debo seguir y este día no es uno más en la vida de una persona. Éste es el tiro que yo lanzo, dejar marcado y seguir caminando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-5732435305869161413?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5732435305869161413/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=5732435305869161413' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/5732435305869161413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/5732435305869161413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-voy-parar-hasta-saber-quien-soy-sin.html' title=''/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SFVOmHRx3JI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GRS7GG31ShE/s72-c/100_3924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-6968284665301813507</id><published>2008-06-09T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:06:31.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>¿Quién nunca tuvo una fantasía?, ¿Cuáles son los estímulos que puede llevar a sentír o imaginar situaciones?, Muchas veces ocurre que las mismas personas se ahogan en sus pensamientos más profundos; acorralado por los miedos o situaciones límites que surgen en nuestra propia vida. El pensamiento sin duda ocurre en nuestro intenso cerebro y reproduce una y otra vez las delicadas imagenes que inundan nuestros deseos más intimos. Pero muchas veces estos anhelos de la vida no logran alcanzarse, debido a que la persona no apuesta por la meta que desea llegar y  deja estarse en un estado sumamente vegetativo. Muchas experiencias luego hace que la misma persona se torne autónoma y logra pensar que no necesita del mismo para llevar su vida cordialmente, erróneamente logra encerrarse y se vuelve introvertido con su alrededor y comienza a desconfiar de sus pares. No entiende que esto no es lo correcto y se vuele una típica "Persona terca" y causa problemas a su alrededor; no interpreta que su entorno desea ayudarlo y se crea un estado depresivo en el mismo. Incluso sucede en muchos aspectos de la vida, es decir , como por ejemplo; trabajo, salud, sexo, etc.  pero uno debe plantiarse la situación si  el tesoro o  propósito  es justificante a todo las gotas que uno trasnpira por cumplirlo o realizarlo.&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-6968284665301813507?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6968284665301813507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=6968284665301813507' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/6968284665301813507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/6968284665301813507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/quin-nunca-tuvo-una-fantasa-cules-son.html' title=''/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-840077588737219886</id><published>2008-05-15T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T15:36:18.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sommeil éternel</title><content type='html'>Vidas diferentes,  lugares distintos pero el  cruzadas por un sentimiento tan puro como el amor.Quedate conmigo nadie lo sabrá , podrá ser nuestro secreto. Vallamos a un lugar lejos donde podamos reír, correr sin destino donde nos lleve el viento. Sentir tu perfume , cara a cara, sin importar los demás, sin que el tiempo transcurra. ¿ A qué temes? Solo confía; se vos misma, con esa frescura que te caracteriza, con esas palabras dulces que suenan como canciones en mi oidos, con ese  sentimiento que me atrapa y me lleva a soñar. Deja de hacer llorar a tu corazón, confía en mí, ahí muchas cosas que quiero decirte pero no se como, tanto sentimiento guardado que lo único que provoca es melancolía. ¿Es dificil el amor a distancia?, necesito una explicación de esto, necesito confiar, como me gustaría retroceder el tiempo y que todo fuera más fácil y que no me sucedan estas situaciones.Noches enteras pensando en vos, siempre ganando la duda y el insonmio mi gran compañero. La necesidad de tomar desiciones apuradas y  elegir la decisión incorrecta me enloquece, debido a esto solo queda esperar y que el tiempo ayude a encarrilarme en mi nuevo camino.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-840077588737219886?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/840077588737219886/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=840077588737219886' title='21 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/840077588737219886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/840077588737219886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/05/sommeil-ternel.html' title='sommeil éternel'/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-4538053624385315159</id><published>2008-05-08T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T18:45:49.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SCOrXs2qqkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKsm5EtcIrU/s1600-h/100_2730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SCOrXs2qqkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKsm5EtcIrU/s400/100_2730.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198186818581473858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada uno posee un cuerpo diferente, nadie es identico a otro, podemos llegar a encontrar similitudes unos con otros. El poder que tenemos cada uno de nosotros varía segun la persona pero todos lo tenemos; solo hay que buscarlo y explotarlo para hacer el bien.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-4538053624385315159?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4538053624385315159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=4538053624385315159' title='17 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/4538053624385315159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/4538053624385315159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/05/power-of-one.html' title='The power of one'/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SCOrXs2qqkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UKsm5EtcIrU/s72-c/100_2730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-2445311373971274357</id><published>2008-04-29T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:09:18.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SBdyUTvaHQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y8CD_8LpKmw/s1600-h/100_1368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SBdyUTvaHQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y8CD_8LpKmw/s400/100_1368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194746388417223938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tirado en la cama comienza esta historia, los minutos pasaban y la música mi unica compañera de tristeza, recuerdos perdidos encarnados en el presente, sentimientos que surgen en ésta madurez, sumamente dolido por lo que pasa, me dejo llevar por la música, me lleva a mis sueños mas anhelados, como me gustaría volver el tiempo atras, hacer lo que era correcto y no lo mas fácil. Ahora con este vacio, miro como pasan las letras de nuestra cancion, se me enpañan los ojos, no quiero llorar, no debo llorar pero es imposible, la impotencia me gana, es más fuerte que yo. Los pensamientos y las preguntas fluyen de mi cabeza de la nada, el pensamiento de estar cerca tuyo me vuelve loco y agranda mi tristeza,no Bastaba con decir &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;te deseo , te amo, con hablar y decir un te quiero, te ayudo, te necesito.Tantos problemas pasamos, peleas , arreglos, momentos felices, momentos tristes, tantas cosas que mencionamos un te amo era chico para nosotros, tantas promesas , tantos deseos se cruzaron por nuestro camino, tantas personas que nos quisieron joder la vida y de hacernos olvidar todos nuestros sentimientos, promesas... El pensar que lo nuestro tal vez nunca pueda ser, me pone de malhumor y me hace pensar que mi vida no tiene sentido, si no te tengo a mi lado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-2445311373971274357?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2445311373971274357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=2445311373971274357' title='27 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/2445311373971274357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/2445311373971274357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/tirado-en-la-cama-comienza-esta_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SBdyUTvaHQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y8CD_8LpKmw/s72-c/100_1368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-6667328622094957778</id><published>2008-04-23T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T11:14:35.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playita te extraño</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA98STvaHOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/AXpVuRZNHQc/s1600-h/100_1568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA98STvaHOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/AXpVuRZNHQc/s400/100_1568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192505549360078050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA97rjvaHNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mUmJ9iKdMgA/s1600-h/100_1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA97rjvaHNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mUmJ9iKdMgA/s400/100_1518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192504883640147154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA97IjvaHMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8eMAjdCS-PY/s1600-h/100_1558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA97IjvaHMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8eMAjdCS-PY/s400/100_1558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192504282344725698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA96dzvaHLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/FeNZXHO0wqI/s1600-h/100_1552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA96dzvaHLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/FeNZXHO0wqI/s400/100_1552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192503547905318066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA96KjvaHKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/smfpXINCuxk/s1600-h/100_1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA96KjvaHKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/smfpXINCuxk/s400/100_1550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192503217192836258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA95XzvaHJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/yQp_2ueOOfU/s1600-h/100_1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA95XzvaHJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/yQp_2ueOOfU/s400/100_1515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192502345314475154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA94tjvaHII/AAAAAAAAAHs/QG-oaRGkINM/s1600-h/100_1505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA94tjvaHII/AAAAAAAAAHs/QG-oaRGkINM/s400/100_1505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192501619465002114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA94GjvaHHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Nj1i_yFjWII/s1600-h/100_1500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA94GjvaHHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Nj1i_yFjWII/s400/100_1500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192500949450103922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-6667328622094957778?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6667328622094957778/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=6667328622094957778' title='15 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/6667328622094957778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/6667328622094957778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/playita-te-extrao.html' title='Playita te extraño'/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SA98STvaHOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/AXpVuRZNHQc/s72-c/100_1568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-2315353118835079674</id><published>2008-04-20T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T13:29:46.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimientos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAujSNrRYgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/SaWZO1vuWLU/s1600-h/100_1984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAujSNrRYgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/SaWZO1vuWLU/s400/100_1984.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191422528778756610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAui2drRYfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vW5DfCPixcI/s1600-h/100_1978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAui2drRYfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vW5DfCPixcI/s400/100_1978.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191422052037386738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAuiR9rRYeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dDZ47B43NhM/s1600-h/100_1981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAuiR9rRYeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dDZ47B43NhM/s400/100_1981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191421424972161506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El sentimiento es el resultado de una emoción, a través del cual, el consciente tiene acceso al estado anímico-propio. El cauce por el cual se solventa puede ser &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;fisico y/o espiritual&lt;/span&gt;. Forma parte de la dinámica cerebral del hombre, que le capacita para reaccionar a los eventos de la vida diaria.Ejemplos de sentimientos son :amor ,simpatía, estima, admiración, deseo, gozo .Estos repesentan los buenos pensamientos de una persona, por los cuales esta persona obra correctamente; odio ,antipatía, repugnancia, fastidio, aversión , tristeza. Estos otros representan los pensamientos oscuros que todo ser humano posee y que corren por nuestra mente todos los dias;temor,  ira. Estos dos ultimos expresan nuestros temores y no deseos , es dificil pensar un ser humano sin temores, por lo cual nunca podria superarlos , y por esto nunca tendria barreras en su vida que lo impidan.Solo explicar que el ser humano es una persona muy compleja, con sus alti-bajos , con sus buen humores y sus malos, con sus permanencias y cambios , el ser humano es una persona imperfecta que trata de buscar la perfeccion para sentirse feliz en vez de buscarse a si mismo para disfrutar la vida como deberia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-2315353118835079674?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2315353118835079674/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=2315353118835079674' title='18 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/2315353118835079674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/2315353118835079674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/sentimientos.html' title='Sentimientos'/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAujSNrRYgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/SaWZO1vuWLU/s72-c/100_1984.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471982837445556211.post-5474599180409860506</id><published>2008-04-17T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T16:35:09.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The green eyes, your the one that I wanted to find, and anyone who, tried to deny you,&lt;br /&gt;must be out of their mind. Because I came here with a load, and it feels so much lighter since I met you. Honey you should know, that i could never go on without you, Green eyes, green eyes. Honey you are a rock, upon which i stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfd_Pt4nkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gozTJMTuKzg/s1600-h/3RlpngMjTEM0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfd_Pt4nkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gozTJMTuKzg/s200/3RlpngMjTEM0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190361174188269122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfeFvt4nlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8igX-tGBNyM/s1600-h/john.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfeFvt4nlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8igX-tGBNyM/s400/john.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190361285857418834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfdvPt4njI/AAAAAAAAAGU/opqPUNnZrYc/s1600-h/coldplay27606wideweb470hp0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfdvPt4njI/AAAAAAAAAGU/opqPUNnZrYc/s400/coldplay27606wideweb470hp0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190360899310362162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfdnPt4niI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EufB__Hpa3Y/s1600-h/a373Coldplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfdnPt4niI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EufB__Hpa3Y/s320/a373Coldplay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190360761871408674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfdavt4nhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DSj5qLO51ME/s1600-h/_41338232_chris_martin416ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfdavt4nhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DSj5qLO51ME/s320/_41338232_chris_martin416ap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190360547123043858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfdJPt4ngI/AAAAAAAAAF8/hjbnyB-bJJw/s1600-h/coldplay_whack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfdJPt4ngI/AAAAAAAAAF8/hjbnyB-bJJw/s200/coldplay_whack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190360246475333122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfcy_t4neI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iHlwtVXxEks/s1600-h/coldplay1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfcy_t4neI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iHlwtVXxEks/s400/coldplay1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190359864223243746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471982837445556211-5474599180409860506?l=whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5474599180409860506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2471982837445556211&amp;postID=5474599180409860506' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/5474599180409860506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471982837445556211/posts/default/5474599180409860506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatheworldneedsnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/green-eyes-your-one-that-i-wanted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tropicalplanet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026222008842109464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAgbEft4nnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gRoDw8UHnvY/S220/100_1980.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SkJF1Rtlo7U/SAfd_Pt4nkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gozTJMTuKzg/s72-c/3RlpngMjTEM0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
