<?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-3631463521322948339</id><updated>2011-12-27T15:30:05.902-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gustavo Campos: My Sonds fur Immer</title><subtitle type='html'>Chronicles of myself and I looking through the glass (No more dreams, just my better heart bitting)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11326371743190909028</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>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-1579456402173163387</id><published>2011-12-27T15:30:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T15:30:05.989-02:00</updated><title type='text'>http://websro.correios.com.br/sro_bin/txect01$.QueryList?P_LINGUA=001&amp;P_TIPO=001&amp;P_COD_UNI=SZ799844300BR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://websro.correios.com.br/sro_bin/txect01$.QueryList?P_LINGUA=001&amp;amp;P_TIPO=001&amp;amp;P_COD_UNI=SZ799844300BR"&gt;http://websro.correios.com.br/sro_bin/txect01$.QueryList?P_LINGUA=001&amp;amp;P_TIPO=001&amp;amp;P_COD_UNI=SZ799844300BR&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-1579456402173163387?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/1579456402173163387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=1579456402173163387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1579456402173163387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1579456402173163387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2011/12/httpwebsrocorreioscombrsrobintxect01que.html' title='http://websro.correios.com.br/sro_bin/txect01$.QueryList?P_LINGUA=001&amp;P_TIPO=001&amp;P_COD_UNI=SZ799844300BR'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-1649939554320728665</id><published>2010-12-30T13:38:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T11:45:25.031-02:00</updated><title type='text'>2010's companion!</title><content type='html'>This year is almost ended and how I may fulfill some last summons and I may stay with my friends thus I am applying to talk about my year today, a day before the official year's ending. What else should I say but IT was just perfect, for those whose follow me, probably will not understand what I am saying, but I may explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year started all perfect, I great companion, I person who was always there for me, but because of life affairs we got separated, must of it because of my decisions and step taken since from the fist &amp;nbsp;sights of this years, from the very beginning something wasn't meant to be perfect, but we were doom to live whatever was written to be, and we did it so, after all it proved to be a great and totally ready person, who I may say was the most perfect "feeling" I have felt from someone else toward me. In between a new feeling was coming along, but was all a signal I was not right for neither option live could bring me along, thus I was resigning it, and among a great sorrow I allowed everything happened, because deep inside I was needing it, feel its all ending, to create a new chapter of who I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels months after that I got a visit of a great Angel who was trying to play human with me, but unfortunately I was the last crusade instead, a invader in a domain a long forgotten due to both were too long among humans feelings and I just saw myself getting in the same place I have always played smart, myself, from this Angel that was fated to teach me all the quiddity of a quirky and witty reality called "Time", I was them doom to face, I was too long living under illusions a long given from things that not really was meant to be true or real, a long living in a deep and faded sorrow that approached for the first site looking for a weakness I though I had, called loneliness, this mighty Solitude pursued &amp;nbsp;me much of it because I allowed myself to play victim all my life instead looking for the person I have always been, the one who decline home really young, who went to live in many places looking for new opportunities, a person who was always meant to great things and even though always was afraid to face, hence poisoned by fears but after dealing with time and allowing myself to reopen my sense sorting my sake and rewarding me for the very and only true state I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After get all sorted again a new person resurged from something I may say was the most painful and delightful at the same time, and even though the greatest period I have ever had. &amp;nbsp; Nowadays a person all centered, clarified &amp;nbsp;and enlightened is now living and typing this very message, a person who should admit learned how not to feel "loneliness" or play needed but go through life easily and all smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year although was the year I intellectually produced the most advanced algorithms I could ever imagine to be done from myself, examples are the Y45Crypt (a fast&amp;nbsp;multi-dimensional&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;state of cryptography, with no precedent), the Chaos propagation who gives to the Y45Cript the ability to be "Statistical attack" proof, and the FastMappingTree witch uses a multi-dimensional approach to self organize data into layers bring then the stability to give results such as 0.00002s average to look up and retrieve a item from a collection filled up with a billion items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all I was invited to go conferencing in the most advanced space agency known to talk about my Y45Crypt, it was aways from just honer but I opportunity to feel I can do more, I can prevail whatever it takes or comes to reality I am just really ready to leave my mark in the world, but even those thins weren't the most important part of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important realization this years was my friends, people I love so much that even though while I was in a places of my dreams, talking about things I love the most, a deep desired of being among them, relating and sharing those great moments that suddenly took me big time and I even came back one before expected, dealing with a big unpleasant travel back home due to "turbulences", but When I arrived I ran off to stay with them, to feel them, just to stay with, no more than that, for my friends I have to say, thank you all for everything, specially when you were with me giving me strength to move forward, weeping &amp;nbsp;my tears, righting me up for thins I blurred to myself, for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you all, my great friends is that post, dedicated to my mighty candlelight, to my great best friends, to all of you whose I dare, with no worries, to say I do love you all my friends, and I hope next year we can keep rolling our world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great new year for all of us! &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-1649939554320728665?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/1649939554320728665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=1649939554320728665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1649939554320728665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1649939554320728665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010s-companion.html' title='2010&apos;s companion!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-675598583936044163</id><published>2010-12-21T04:08:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T04:11:48.233-02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time ticks but sometimes there are coincidences to clarify!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TRBCrjIyMuI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ZWSL2Te9t0U/s1600/car-speed-limit-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TRBCrjIyMuI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ZWSL2Te9t0U/s320/car-speed-limit-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Just got home after a big day and I still trying to figure out why the mighty lord threw me in a situation I had no business for… I had to deal with things I can say no longer exist inside me for long now, and it is even strange how those things are now, totally no sense to me. Nowadays people use to have suddenly thrills and start compulsorily investing their expectations instead look for hope, witch is less problematic, people use to rank others, sorting them in a coolest way possible, to pursue for a perfect person, but there are no perfection, there are just people, whose are designed to love but most of the time they don't know how. Now I see how important was this year, and even though I have to say: I have been listening what my soul says and even though it looks unfair sometimes, it has shown to be the right pathway, my truly age has emerged at last, late, some would say, but I &amp;nbsp;say just in time, because I would not be ready to such responsibility instead the right thing, even glitches and coincidences in a unprecedentedly way, like a reality chain and I am keen to keep navigating&amp;nbsp; or better sailing through this great sea of our selves living in the God's Playground called Reality but what else can I say I was meant to serve time, to pursue the explanations of what are we made for, and why I am allowed to see it! Today I can say that there is no coincidence at all, at the might lord and my great Dad proved clearly that I may keep following it till it gets the true point.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;I may say thank you for everything, even though when I said: I am getting old I need something to left behind as my legacy, he allowed to have the biggest breakthrough called Y45Crypt in which I may say Is has a unique possibility of change the way you think about secureness. Time will show up what I am talking about, and a upcoming algorithm is on the way as well the multi-dimensional mapping, that could improve any self-mapped primary key array in a way that could set Trees as past, and I am just finishing its last details and I be used soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;That is what I am, a box of lights, sometimes opening is a really hard task, almost a dull one, others a so pleasurable that can easily help anyone keen enough to see the way, but even though this light is a being, thus It has a need to join an other light in order to achieve its full brightness.&lt;/div&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/3631463521322948339-675598583936044163?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/675598583936044163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=675598583936044163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/675598583936044163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/675598583936044163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-ticks-but-sometimes-are.html' title='The Time ticks but sometimes there are coincidences to clarify!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TRBCrjIyMuI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ZWSL2Te9t0U/s72-c/car-speed-limit-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6456637543485126120</id><published>2010-11-21T11:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T11:55:28.486-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally at home!!!!</title><content type='html'>Can you imagine, I am back, wow it feels so amazing to feel my bed's texture, feel my room, my home, my little kitty stink way! hehehehe. But the best thing that I nor even care to be tired from the long trip coming down here, my Friend's reception, today is a barbecue's day, &amp;nbsp;I will not let this opportunity goes stranded it is time to share the spoils from my work! :D hheheheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do wish the best to everyone related to one more victory on my career, I do love you pals!!! :D Even for those whose don't believed or was sending bed vibrations due to envying me, I need to say Thank you, because all your bed vibrations balanced me to not let it overwhelm myself in things that would not be true, thus I am back, happy because everything that happened but with both feet on the ground of reality, now time to start working hard to have everything about copyright done before April and than one more visit but then to explain technically how that thing will work.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the "Chaos propagation" still taking allot of sleepiness away from some people, I just received some mail urging to me to send back how does it works!!! No without the copyright!!!!!! It is the first effective technique that can actually deny Statistical &amp;nbsp;attack because it cause Chaos!!!!!! And the only way to reverse Chaos is back propagating it backwards!!!!!!!!!!! heheheheheh Try to sleep with that than as not imagine info, But this intel is mine till I finish all the procedures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-6456637543485126120?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6456637543485126120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6456637543485126120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6456637543485126120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6456637543485126120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally-at-home.html' title='Finally at home!!!!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4590452192330523422</id><published>2010-11-20T16:36:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T10:44:48.620-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate of facts, but always life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TOkUEyYKy5I/AAAAAAAAAfM/CkN8zylmegQ/s1600/2453544236_f1b1dac91d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TOkUEyYKy5I/AAAAAAAAAfM/CkN8zylmegQ/s320/2453544236_f1b1dac91d.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It has been a while since last time I have post something, I was taking sometime to my own, due to big affairs appeared but now they are fulfilled, At this moment I am posting this abroad, I am located in my quarters, waiting to go and eat something, and now I am not at the Enterprise, but I can surely say almost there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months ago I shown a weird but reliable and real way to do synchronous cryptography in a remarkable way, in a way you would need more than just time to to crack it down, because it was so flexible that no one could ever imagine, I Cryptograph based on Chaos, the key was only the last part used to complete the Algorithm, because instead use it to make calculations with the data, it finishes the algorithm, it works like a program, and once the algorithm is started it is "compiled" thus performing the most unthinkable thing.... it builds the algorithm itself, in with it has no precedent, it also use a "dimensional" structure, with means as much dimensions you add to make the stream goes through as much safer it will be, but I can ensure that 3 dimensions is more than enough to perform such thing, &amp;nbsp;and in the dimension structure I added one more algorithm that popped up suddenly, I call it "Chaos propagation" &amp;nbsp;that brings secrecy to the stream by giving it Chaos forwarding, thus, no statistical attack will be able to even predict the next bit, every dimension use a series of procedures that changes bit parity, scramble it and matches it to some "data tables" that can only be generated through the original key.... The Cypher block is free, with means it can has any length and it will up to the application to design a way to transmit it, so, we have a Key and bock size free, and no need to match each other, the key can has 1000000bits wide and the block only 1024, 128, what ever your imagination goes, it will be possible...... &amp;nbsp;the amount of dimensions is also free, thus just think about what else could you perform, what secureness you can bring to anything. But you may be thinking this kind of power brings a great processing effort to do it so, and the answer is a out loud "NO", because once the "Key" has been compiled the algorithm is intended to be even lighter then any other know one, only binary operations will be performed to assembly your encrypted packed, but be aware, because if you just alter a single bit in the key and restart the algorithm the procedures will drastically change in a way no other key maths to the other to decrypt or encrypt they are all unique and it is highly mathematic improbably and other key can match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I performed a lecture to a great and big audience, I was a bit nervous but I heard something my old guy told me, to never look the the audience, thus I focused onto the staffs in the end of the place, and I made it..... today it is time to come back home, over here it is like a SciFi place, but I need reality now, &amp;nbsp;it is highly improbably been here now, I need my place, I need home today, to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it is to much just for one person only thus I want to share it all with my great and closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustavo's out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-4590452192330523422?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4590452192330523422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4590452192330523422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4590452192330523422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4590452192330523422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/11/fate-of-facts-but-always-life.html' title='Fate of facts, but always life'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TOkUEyYKy5I/AAAAAAAAAfM/CkN8zylmegQ/s72-c/2453544236_f1b1dac91d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-3740578578219824274</id><published>2010-09-12T15:06:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T15:23:00.410-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A single single life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;It even looks unnatural, but nothing is affecting me any longer, I got a disappointment but, as cold it looks, it didn't get any hard effect, afterwards I realize how strong and ready I am, but for now on I am not looking forward for clashing with myself, but to find an answer that can truly fits in to myself. How long will it take? I have not idea, because there is no time just feelings left, thus I will let my clock keep ticking, my life keep querying as much as it needs, and in case a candle answer me back correctly, I will let it help me to flame up my own candle as well... Even though if it means Immer again...&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/3631463521322948339-3740578578219824274?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/3740578578219824274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=3740578578219824274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3740578578219824274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3740578578219824274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/09/single-single-life.html' title='A single single life'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-3576838579716420963</id><published>2010-09-10T08:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T15:57:28.167-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a comment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TIp_jAIGqkI/AAAAAAAAAew/blUi9RDQKCA/s1600/sometimes_free_by_hotburrito2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TIp_jAIGqkI/AAAAAAAAAew/blUi9RDQKCA/s320/sometimes_free_by_hotburrito2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess after all what I said it is more than true, loneliness has become a gentle friend, once again I saw the nature of the world, but as I told Immer once, I never was the kind of person that uses to give myself away that easily, thus it will be easy to go through, specially in the way it was done. &amp;nbsp; The only thing I regret was to haven't kept my decision I was better off Sky, because we were living in different words and I went giving an other chance, but in the end we really were too different, all I felt wasn't fears, was true! But even though I can't stand a coward and totally disloyal acting of trying to deceive me with lies thus we went through, I am not a lad anymore, I have faced more in life that people can imagine, but the thing is, I am not sad, in fact I am getting really good along it, thanks for real friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my post shall be short, but not short enough to not say that I will always prevail, and thank you to all my friends that have shown not just friendship, but a great partnership and loyalty in a way I have to say, Love you guys! Thank you all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, yesterday Kartting was just outstanding!!! :) I enjoyed it loads and loads!! Even though, as predicted, I got last, but who cares I was just getting myself away and enjoying we all there, and too trusting to facing one of my biggest fear, Driving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-3576838579716420963?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/3576838579716420963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=3576838579716420963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3576838579716420963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3576838579716420963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-comment.html' title='Just a comment!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TIp_jAIGqkI/AAAAAAAAAew/blUi9RDQKCA/s72-c/sometimes_free_by_hotburrito2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6551292686843901470</id><published>2010-09-08T14:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:12:42.102-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades de minha inocência</title><content type='html'>A pior coisa é quando a gente percebe que estamos sendo feitos de bobo, quando queremos acreditar em alguma coisa e realmente descobrimos que somos na realidade opções em uma urna, mas como um ser humano não vejo as coisas assim, acho que com o passar dos anos me tornei muito Autêntico e verdadeiro, e não vou mais sofrer, sou feito de superações, e quando uso o termo Phoenix é por que, mesmo se eu chorar é para curar, não para ficar triste. Sou superações, sou garra, sou verdade sou sentimento, mas não vou mais deixar que essas coisas me privem de ser quem eu realmente sou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou chateado hoje, muito, por ter sido ignorado mesmo, uma coisa que não aceito é covardia, e isso eu não vou deixar que aconteça na minha vida, sou a pessoa mais forte e preparada do mundo, mas também me amo e tenho valor, então, A Phoenix aterrizou, é hora de um pequeno descanso e um tempo de solo, mas eu sou the Happiness keeper, assim eu vou me sustentar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-6551292686843901470?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6551292686843901470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6551292686843901470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6551292686843901470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6551292686843901470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/09/saudades-de-minha-inocencia.html' title='Saudades de minha inocência'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-2420916824749174250</id><published>2010-08-30T21:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:04:36.493-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THxGw-4B7KI/AAAAAAAAAeo/OiotsFR5zzQ/s1600/gu_tears.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="77" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THxGw-4B7KI/AAAAAAAAAeo/OiotsFR5zzQ/s400/gu_tears.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Click to see the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/3631463521322948339-2420916824749174250?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/2420916824749174250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=2420916824749174250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2420916824749174250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2420916824749174250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THxGw-4B7KI/AAAAAAAAAeo/OiotsFR5zzQ/s72-c/gu_tears.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-3646090259220183348</id><published>2010-08-30T20:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T23:06:34.767-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Outbreak earthbound disease on my life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THxFWhT6NOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/sc21I6C3r7A/s1600/alone_dark.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THxFWhT6NOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/sc21I6C3r7A/s320/alone_dark.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am now caring the payload of my choices, the burden of feel alone from the very words I chose, nobody did anything, I did instead, because I feel like I was too "pushing" for not understanding aspects about higher above my head. Today is a day I can say I am sad, not for being alone, but for have delivered loneliness in somehow. Things wouldn't be more poetics after all, but I am human, a guess kind of&amp;nbsp;craven now, but a new world where lights are not the same as mine shocked me, and than I start crumbling, but now I have no Idea where I am. As a fighter I chose to care it along till something. But I feel dark today, and I am sorry for that. At least I didn't charge nobody from my own fears, but myself only!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-3646090259220183348?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/3646090259220183348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=3646090259220183348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3646090259220183348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3646090259220183348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/outbreak-earthbound-disease-on-my-life.html' title='Outbreak earthbound disease on my life!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THxFWhT6NOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/sc21I6C3r7A/s72-c/alone_dark.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-7932373551604869486</id><published>2010-08-30T12:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:43:02.791-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THvRbA05sTI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QSigUa7tFog/s1600/Dandelion_by_crackfif.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THvRbA05sTI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QSigUa7tFog/s400/Dandelion_by_crackfif.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/3631463521322948339-7932373551604869486?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/7932373551604869486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=7932373551604869486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7932373551604869486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7932373551604869486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/winds.html' title='Winds...'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THvRbA05sTI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QSigUa7tFog/s72-c/Dandelion_by_crackfif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-5808108371034647556</id><published>2010-08-29T21:02:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:44:12.672-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Trees' Memories....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-5808108371034647556?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/5808108371034647556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=5808108371034647556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/5808108371034647556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/5808108371034647556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/old-tress-memories.html' title='Old Trees&apos; Memories....'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-8154869660975225992</id><published>2010-08-29T01:31:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:22:54.829-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfolding metaphors for bring myself to life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THnijqkEo8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/p3VkBXqcvYs/s1600/Sunrise_by_AdonisWerther.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THnijqkEo8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/p3VkBXqcvYs/s400/Sunrise_by_AdonisWerther.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I guess for having achieved so far, things has gotten to faded, most of things I have seen has just lost meanings, most of things I have felt has turned in something else totally nameless, but something has already started to have more meanings, and it is solitude, after so many events, I got too distressed to really realise its real meaning. For about years I though I suffered from it, but lately I am getting too acquainted to understand I always prevailed, it has nothing to do about be alone, because in fact I haven't ever, but is a bout to disclose the ultimate feelings that might be bridging off me by big assaulting. &amp;nbsp;I guess some old wounds will never heal completely, they will always exist in order to help to fulfill myself and to warn me up, happiness has touched me big time, but I am although resigning some few aspects of it till I fully understand some deep emotions, unearthing many ancients artifacts from my very life soil, driving me wonder, like bidding my sake on my shaggy and retired memories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most of time those places can feel like a old, all damp and stinky places, but in fact, it always was the place I have imagined before, solitude always was the White Kingdom instead, it never was such darker and crapy place as last described, but a place I &amp;nbsp;have always returned to grow stronger instead, thus why am I afraid for, if I have unveil most of the deepest buried secrets of life, I dear to say I am almost complete, but I can ensure for whoever accept the endeavor of join my pathway in order to complete me, I am made from pure light now, I can be more than just a lamp, but a sunrising to enlighten the person pathway in the same way life itself has done, now it is my turn to not spear such knowledge, the question is really simple: just, Ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-8154869660975225992?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8154869660975225992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8154869660975225992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8154869660975225992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8154869660975225992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/unfolding-metaphors-for-bring-myself-to.html' title='Unfolding metaphors for bring myself to life'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THnijqkEo8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/p3VkBXqcvYs/s72-c/Sunrise_by_AdonisWerther.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-3535403125249773737</id><published>2010-08-28T15:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T15:12:55.252-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wants a gooey chocolate cream topping a massive piece of cake? I DO!!! 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I DO!!! PLEASE!!!!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6129542736829522580</id><published>2010-08-28T14:14:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T16:52:09.363-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Discloser Philosophy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THlDslH38bI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Hw-Yo5vSJ3s/s1600/Kyuubi_Naruto__Fox_Tails_by_hylianknight246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THlDslH38bI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Hw-Yo5vSJ3s/s320/Kyuubi_Naruto__Fox_Tails_by_hylianknight246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;What is life after all? It is a empty place you got as the purest and most perfect gift ever given to you, but to understand it you have to try it harder in order of sorting all the possibilities it can bring to you. &amp;nbsp;Over life you have the duty to fill it up till exhortation, almost pouring from edges, but life is so perfect that it grows with you to fit, because it is to loose to stretch your feelings up, too sweet to let you cry forever, there is no time after all, but life for us all, but when you starting looking life, seeing its sides and moods you find a connector in witch your will not find and description about what it is, and in the other corner a socket, but they seamed to no be alike, what it is it after all? That is the catch to our life, to fulfill its meanings we must walk over many realities possibles, trying to find others wearing this strange thing called life, getting close to it, many will be so attractive like a magneto, but others will be so repulsive that you will nor even be able to get closer enough to bring it to light. But rarely ones will be just so different, so special I can truly say you will be afraid of to get to close, because it is so pleasurable to be around, or even to get to know from distance, you wonder, is it real? But why is it like that? Simple, you found the connector for your socket, it is not unique, but too special, thus only fews will be able to catch you up straightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Life is like that, a simple walking through, noting earthbound at all, but too special to be just ignored, you can chose to be a coward and live just trying people up but never really getting yourself totally plugged, that it where lays the most danger reality, because shallowness it really dangerous, you will never be able to truly smiling for silly things, like just because the other has a flake of something popping at a lisp's corners, playing video games looking so silly and giggling I would say "IDEOT" and laughing out loud alone remembering it! You will never find the truly love and smile if you never get to know whoever is meant to you, but be aware, life is too tricky as well, as I told you, you will match with fews but only one must remain, and over it is the lays the most desired secret, of living happier after, happiness is a state but sadness is almost continuum, thus you must take care of the person that match with you, trying to spanning it forever and after, because as long as you truly have the person, not just staying committed, you will little by little over life getting to know each other from the bottom to the top, from outside to your very deep and closest part inside - you heart! but don't let buggy thoughts get you up, because everyones is special, specially because in the end of the day goodness and badness are just a point of view, and for everyone has a counter piece to match with your own puzzle board - your life, so, stand up, smile up and out, get yourself off here, got to a place you love, and there scream out loud I LOVE YOU LIFE AND YOU TOO!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THhGv4a7WnI/AAAAAAAAAdE/w7-U2EdTvoQ/s1600/ajlawju_wallpaper_by_Succubae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THhGv4a7WnI/AAAAAAAAAdE/w7-U2EdTvoQ/s400/ajlawju_wallpaper_by_Succubae.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Higher above lays future, lays hope, lays the sky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-4488905062171909987?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4488905062171909987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4488905062171909987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4488905062171909987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4488905062171909987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THhGv4a7WnI/AAAAAAAAAdE/w7-U2EdTvoQ/s72-c/ajlawju_wallpaper_by_Succubae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-3368346744443526316</id><published>2010-08-25T12:21:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T15:22:29.064-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday's happiness, doesn't matter if ended alone, but always happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THVDMusnyzI/AAAAAAAAAc0/kyIndyIVYH8/s1600/Happiness_by_CarolinaMaria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THVDMusnyzI/AAAAAAAAAc0/kyIndyIVYH8/s320/Happiness_by_CarolinaMaria.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday was ones of the most perfect day I have ever had, for about some years I was designing a open Algorithm I called Multi Dimensional Random Cryptograph, now called as codename Y45.Crypt. Sometimes feels strange to celebrate alone, but it is not that "down" as it seams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 19.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Yesterday, I was capering about with my kitty Maw, too happy, enjoying Music Clips at my bedroom, I felt away to complete with myself, one of my craziest dreams has brought me more dreams back, I designed a cryptograph for transmission and storing purpose and It was chosen for a international comitè to be a standard for new researches, and I got so happy so happy I could nor even hold myself up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 19.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;But unfortunately it was a lonely happiness in the end of the saying, I would love if I could have celebrated it with someone in special, but it is part of life indeed, for all my friends that sent me complements, congrats and everything I am really grateful for realize how important I am in any single way for each of you, this victory is part of something I need to say call LOVE, love I felt too real from you all, from all the pushing and talking I had saying never give up, like yesterday I saw my director hugging me, like a child almost jumping for happiness, my friends so happy because of that, even playing and joking with me all day long just to let it in vogue, I am really tankful for you all. thank you Vitor, Cristiano, Carlos Goias, Frederico, Quintella, Allan, Beth, Igor and all you that have sent me a sms, mail, came over my desk, or even say "congrats" from distance or said late, it is all for you all Without whose support I could never accomplish such goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;/div&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/3631463521322948339-3368346744443526316?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/3368346744443526316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=3368346744443526316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3368346744443526316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3368346744443526316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/yesterdays-happiness-doesnt-matter-if.html' title='Yesterday&apos;s happiness, doesn&apos;t matter if ended alone, but always happiness'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THVDMusnyzI/AAAAAAAAAc0/kyIndyIVYH8/s72-c/Happiness_by_CarolinaMaria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-692490196995344807</id><published>2010-08-24T19:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T13:24:59.184-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Y45 Files</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THRJu-sFP0I/AAAAAAAAAck/5rGNljbt3Ys/s1600/489246142_34390094e5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THRJu-sFP0I/AAAAAAAAAck/5rGNljbt3Ys/s200/489246142_34390094e5.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Few weeks ago I was talking to the sky about regular things, we were 3 weeks chatting about everything, from serious to silly things, but one thing in special got my attention, the Y45, this is a code name for something I am to proud to explain and announce I am ready to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life about? Most of it is about simple things, but nowadays we, modern humans, have forgotten the most important principle about being with someone else, Partnership. But what is it after all? This complex and single structure of living is the most powerful and complete way to reach as far as many of us has ever thought we could live with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lived many situations, but I could never say, after everything, I almost got Partnership. I will not deny the Mighty Far land WhiteKing was the closest I have ever met as it, the most pure and special friendship that got us in a way I will forever say Thank you for have laid on my life. But now I saw the light of it in the Sky from a very eye sparkling in a way I can say is more up to me than from the Sky. Now all the fears are gone, and the Phoenix is ready to fly over the reality and to grow powerfully the Sky and together build up the the White Kingdom again, stronger and powerful as it always meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this introduction it is time to explain Y45, it means live forever, or as long life allow two people to be together, fighting for things both believe that can bring realities for us all and for the couple. People use to get together just because they see affinities between them, but is has to be taken over loads of other things, one in special is Friendship, affinities is easily found everywhere you go, but somebody keen to see you, to smile just because you exist is truly rare, and I saw it this weekend, I saw somebody smiling just because I was around, it renewed everything about me, all the vows I saw about life are too way from new now. I could talk about things so simple but so special that people would say, you are too stupid to talk about it, idiot things like stay playing video game, and the sky sat behind with the lags crossed over my waist playing like two little children giggling for every mistake done, and shouting in happiness because a movement and something was accomplished, things so simple, that I can say, we can reach 45 years together if both are ready and keen to, I will be more than Happy if it can be done with the Sky, but I am now too ready to say, I know the secret of living long with somebody, the Y45 File is now open and fully understood, I am the Happiness keeper, I am will forever say thank you "SEMPRE" for have leaded me through my most insipid and inhospitable land of being for fasting love but I could than Understand facts from life I easily can ensure I am not just a adult now, I am something else, I am the Last Phoenix, ready to take whoever is with me to boldly go where no couple has ever gone and accomplishing whatever we are keen to... &amp;nbsp;The most special part of it is, there is no Time, just Feelings for now on, because it is time to synchronizing everything to reach the cruiser speed one day, but doesn't matter where is it ready to go, I will be there for you, as nobody has ever truly done to me, I will do to someone I know worth to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THRJyHQV-aI/AAAAAAAAAcs/BHCLQO7fRDo/s1600/Eagle_wird.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THRJyHQV-aI/AAAAAAAAAcs/BHCLQO7fRDo/s200/Eagle_wird.png" width="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what Y45 is made about, from Eternity and serenity, many things may happen on the way, even other realities perhaps but always will be respect, doesn't matter where is the blue point in the mighty sky, I will alway be tuned on as long the link stay stills up and running bidirectionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Are you keen for it? &amp;nbsp;Can the Sun rise forever to warm us up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Draft, small corrections may be applied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&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/3631463521322948339-692490196995344807?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/692490196995344807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=692490196995344807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/692490196995344807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/692490196995344807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/y45-files.html' title='The Y45 Files'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/THRJu-sFP0I/AAAAAAAAAck/5rGNljbt3Ys/s72-c/489246142_34390094e5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-2167845653104073757</id><published>2010-08-19T07:27:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T16:50:47.671-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knows certainly?</title><content type='html'>I really don't understand humanity, throw us to the garbage, send us to haven, treat us as princes and dispose us as nothing, Tell us to move on, To never Wait for &amp;nbsp;and Then Regret.... And never disclosing the real truth?! Seriously It has been scaring me out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If somebody has something to say, come along and speak up your mind, instead sending "ultimate truths" at 3am as "Anonymous"! Name your self at last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-2167845653104073757?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/2167845653104073757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=2167845653104073757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2167845653104073757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2167845653104073757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-know-certainly.html' title='Who knows certainly?'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-1329914409922422246</id><published>2010-08-18T22:18:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T01:38:41.823-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The everybody's Mill of Life and talking about sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGyGPkvBmmI/AAAAAAAAAcY/IwB6aejNFx4/s1600/Ring_by_prashant3d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGyGPkvBmmI/AAAAAAAAAcY/IwB6aejNFx4/s200/Ring_by_prashant3d.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Who has ever pondered about what is life about, Has always come up with the same answer, Life is a flowing stream of experiences, and deep inner our essence there is a place like a old Mill where our reality is moved for the flowing streaming of life, but why is it a Mill, because the river of reality is a tricky being, always on and against our way, but always by our side at the same time. This river has man seasons, sometimes either to shallow or leveling higher enough to not let the water-wheel move through the stream, but most of time the level is just enough to make it moving, and there are some seasons so special that the Water-Wheel just flows so synchronised that we even wonder: Is it all right? But Why wouldn't it be instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I got inside myself for awhile in order to understand who I always was, but even further, what is life about, I went through realities, I could even understand the angel that allowed me to come along it, and so I did, God just set the right angel to push me on the stream, scared I went, I screamed in fear, I burst in tears but for Five times I got the enlightenment about truth, but always in the way how God use to coach us up, step by step, from the truly Angel I understood that the burden of being one always will deny two to be together, and we also need guidance as it got away clear now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;The Clarifying I got is so DEEP that I am radically different now, something and somebody else but not who I was from about 3 months ago, too calm, too understanding, too changed, too inner, but now hardly moved by time, and I have to say THANK YOU, &amp;nbsp;all the little clock-engines from my Heart is now ticking, and ticking synchronously following the flowing stream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGy0rQWJrTI/AAAAAAAAAcc/c09PWwSHG0o/s1600/Fly_by_Tyrus88.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGy0rQWJrTI/AAAAAAAAAcc/c09PWwSHG0o/s320/Fly_by_Tyrus88.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;And from a new inspiration new realities came to the reality, once of the most important was Friendship, through this pathway I let some friends grows higher and important, one in special from my work, other from my life became even more lightening Pendrell, my family has turned in something so special for me I am needing such environment big time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I am experiencing things I have forgotten for long now, silly things like receiving friends at home for cooking, playing video game, getting childishly giggly, laugh, but laugh out loud, capering about fearlessly, but always HAPPY in a way I have been not having for long now. &amp;nbsp;And a ultimate revelation, the Sky! &amp;nbsp;This word has been mentioned a lot on my twitter and facebook (Where I store most of the latest informations of my own), a slightly trace was left behind to be matched if needed, the encrypted post has part of this as well, but always the Sky. I am now ready to say Welcome Skywalker, the time is ticking synchronised, and in a way I can say Thank you for everything I went through, now the Sky is no longer the limit but the possibility!&lt;/span&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/3631463521322948339-1329914409922422246?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/1329914409922422246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=1329914409922422246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1329914409922422246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1329914409922422246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/everybodys-mill-of-life-and-talking.html' title='The everybody&apos;s Mill of Life and talking about sky'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGyGPkvBmmI/AAAAAAAAAcY/IwB6aejNFx4/s72-c/Ring_by_prashant3d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6553973229441917875</id><published>2010-08-16T20:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T20:32:42.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>New chapter, new secrets, new outlook, or what? Secrecy is the key for this post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGnKkASOT5I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CCdzH8HOXQk/s1600/lock-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGnKkASOT5I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CCdzH8HOXQk/s200/lock-1.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Los apfun venlo tenqo lonkesanko rofse ercsetes irro ou mao, nair acqo hue cqefou a qosa, los apfun venlo eu tenqo titiko unm teskakeiso kipena nair acqei vokor or novitor lasa refuis o canimqo, lepa losva hue ervata envseawesva apfuem re avseteu a envsar, larrou los vokos or owrvacupor hue, acsekivem, rao nuivor e larro a larro goi re alsocinamo, aknivo hue venvei kuvar nas o casinqo, avencao e kekicacao gosam nuivo-nair gosver, arrim lernivi, afora ro ne setva opqar em reus opqos, onke neu Ceu nosa afosa, lois ahui, merre Post hue e ercsivo com o cosacao aknivo hue a Laicqao topvou e a phoenix arrim a lerniviu e afosa eu vanwem! Wen-Tinko Ceu, a ipha ke vokor or ronqos. Onke or opqos ke una csianca ainka nosam e ve erlesam ancioror erre Rawako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-6553973229441917875?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6553973229441917875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6553973229441917875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6553973229441917875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6553973229441917875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-chapter-new-secrets-new-outlook-or.html' title='New chapter, new secrets, new outlook, or what? Secrecy is the key for this post'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGnKkASOT5I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CCdzH8HOXQk/s72-c/lock-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4717355543067459054</id><published>2010-08-13T16:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T16:33:46.181-03:00</updated><title type='text'>More about memories....</title><content type='html'>Life is a funny place to live, like yesterday when I got up at home not so late at night, too stressed and tired due to loads of points of attention form work and other concerns from the next project I am getting into called Information management Restructure where I am getting executive duties. &amp;nbsp;I was too away from this world, then I was watching television and a old movie reemitted back to my childhood, feelings all around, old feelings, old laughs, old things but always myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself with mist eyes because I was remembering some aspects and moments from my family, from a Time we were to close and friendly to each other, feelings that reminded me about my vows to commitment, austerity, friendship, altruism, partnership, family and about all myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so powerful that drove me so happy today that even all my friends said I was too lightened, like glowing with a sparkling eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is getting gentle with me afterwards, I love to stop and let my mind get drifted away upward to the sky looking for new horizons to empower myself. FOR NEW GOLS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-4717355543067459054?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4717355543067459054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4717355543067459054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4717355543067459054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4717355543067459054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-about-memories.html' title='More about memories....'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6897360305174083849</id><published>2010-08-12T22:31:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T04:54:31.228-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories all around</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGSgFcq_PaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ekCbLKDer4M/s1600/just_a_memory_by_IMAGEMKRPHOTO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGSgFcq_PaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ekCbLKDer4M/s320/just_a_memory_by_IMAGEMKRPHOTO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;just a memory by IMAGEMKRPHOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Even though I am knowing myself like never before looking around and feeling alone at home take me to different times, bringing me forbidden lies and treasures never spoken, like making me feel even for what ever does it means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A small tear rolled over and down furtively and reminded me about who I am, all the moments I had over my life, memories that made me burst in laughs, others just got me too shy to even face it up, many others were just memories, but everything was there. The coldly feeling of going to sleep alone feels like stranding me up sometimes, but once I am there looking to ceiling, paying attention to my heart bitting, my breathing movement, my body heat, brings me back from wherever I was lost before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But something I could never deny that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Memories are always reflects, some can be so painful we never want to face them again, but others can be just gifts that could move us along our pathway like a fuel to our candlelights in a way you would like to capture them for ever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;After all, I &amp;nbsp;look afterwards and realise why I love life so much, due to always will be a place for everything and everything in place! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-6897360305174083849?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6897360305174083849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6897360305174083849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6897360305174083849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6897360305174083849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/memories-all-around.html' title='Memories all around'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGSgFcq_PaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ekCbLKDer4M/s72-c/just_a_memory_by_IMAGEMKRPHOTO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4856656429633848364</id><published>2010-08-11T22:47:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:33:24.224-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Always looking to the sky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGSRHAfhjII/AAAAAAAAAbs/4M7FP9YLsqw/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-12+at+21.25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGSRHAfhjII/AAAAAAAAAbs/4M7FP9YLsqw/s200/Photo+on+2010-08-12+at+21.25.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Believing in everything higher and &amp;nbsp;above!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/3631463521322948339-4856656429633848364?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4856656429633848364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4856656429633848364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4856656429633848364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4856656429633848364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/always-looking-to-sky.html' title='Always looking to the sky!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGSRHAfhjII/AAAAAAAAAbs/4M7FP9YLsqw/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-08-12+at+21.25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6095566703922954954</id><published>2010-08-11T08:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T14:38:47.184-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Delightful Daily battered routines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGKJ2hEF5RI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1eRcpx4KxG4/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-11+at+08.29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGKJ2hEF5RI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1eRcpx4KxG4/s200/Photo+on+2010-08-11+at+08.29.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now off to work, for the same battered routine, but in the end of the day, routines are the most important part of living, without what we could not live and share a life with somebody or friends, routine makes our life stable and worthy to be lived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we all can have a great day either at work or off work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers for you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-6095566703922954954?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6095566703922954954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6095566703922954954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6095566703922954954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6095566703922954954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/delightful-daily-battered-routines.html' title='Delightful Daily battered routines'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGKJ2hEF5RI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1eRcpx4KxG4/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-08-11+at+08.29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4349803587455466742</id><published>2010-08-10T22:24:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T03:27:11.815-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yucky working weekends!!! :(</title><content type='html'>Enough nous to understand meanings at once! Thank you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-4349803587455466742?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4349803587455466742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4349803587455466742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4349803587455466742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4349803587455466742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/yucky-working-weekends.html' title='Yucky working weekends!!! :('/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4683779828815365995</id><published>2010-08-10T11:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T03:32:46.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning! :)</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody, it is a new day, I am just wondering how it will move along the day today! We are almost accomplishing our biggest aim at work, actually my priority, once life is charging me somethings. For about a Year we have been struggling with this project, part of it done here at office (just all the DataBase interfaces for blindage purpose) and from a supplier who is in charge of codifying the system itself. Even though I guess I have been wearing a big armor from far so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past year we had loads of adventures and endeavors in order to fulfill our milestone of delivering this new site to production state, it has already started and I am too proud of my Team that has been working with passion and dedication. So why not say I am the most happiest person on Earth, I have a good team at work, great friends that support me about Who I am, Ready to love plenty, a great Mother, a wonderful Pet (Maw), a great Life History. What I can tell about myself? I am ready for Rock the life with or without somebody to closely share it with, I am full of life now, and I will not give it away easily, for Whoever wants to come along to try it out with, just be aware about the big responsibly it brings with bearing more than a life, but a great friendship as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-4683779828815365995?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4683779828815365995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4683779828815365995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4683779828815365995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4683779828815365995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning! :)'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-793034425335982910</id><published>2010-08-10T02:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T02:18:35.468-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Late at night!</title><content type='html'>Duties, what could be more pleasant than that? Sometimes everything! Today I went bed in a reasonable &amp;nbsp;good time, thinking: "I just need to fall asleep ASAP today, due to tomorrow will be THE day at work", and at 1:33am I received a stress call from Work and I promptly answered and helped, it was from a system I don't know a thing but just it exists, and once more the knowledge about Unix has saved the day, or night, whatever! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is way I say Thank You God for having me allowed to be Who I am, thus I can do more than just scrapping codes, I can help as well.... And even beyond my Quirky way I always have to be the faster answer to fulfill everything I am looking for from life, Respect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just letting it goes because I know tomorrow I will wake up kind of stressed and tired, but also happy because I manage to help my Job's colleges and accomplish their expectations. Thank you God for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it reminded me about Who I am after all.... Now off bed again wishing a great night for us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-793034425335982910?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/793034425335982910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=793034425335982910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/793034425335982910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/793034425335982910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/late-at-night.html' title='Late at night!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-1291995517983017462</id><published>2010-08-09T18:45:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T11:59:08.380-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A diary entry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGB7dVEEg_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/m9do1CttKvM/s1600/grail-diary.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGB7dVEEg_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/m9do1CttKvM/s200/grail-diary.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Time through time life insist to do a practical joke with us, setting us in some sort of strange situations, taking us to the edge of ourselves, charging some knowledge its presume&amp;nbsp;either&amp;nbsp;to have or be able to have, but the truth is, we must live it intensely in order to get it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am understanding how life works in a way I have ever realised, how slow life is in order protect us from ourselves, and even to understand that knowledge is something you will not get instead fight for it, I guess after so long off home I could get some sort of plenty but only few portion of its special gift called LIFE, therefore after so much experiences things started to get least important, thus after all experience I got more and more ready to live on totality, Life has been&amp;nbsp;smoothing&amp;nbsp;me, scrapping carefully all the ribs of a rough life, taking me to a state where nothing will stun me up, that is called "Serenity", and it is what I am looking for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main concern over life now is to reach serenity enough to live happier ever after and be ready to make the word "SEMPRE" remain forever instead just always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know life has uprisen me well to fulfill it, but I also know the freewill is always on the way, in which I have decided to let it goes freely, and when time comes, the true one who was meant to live with will appear and take me over. But, I will say for whoever it concerns, it may remain FOREVER, thus think clearly because I won't walk away from a life decision, specially now that I found the last Phoenix, the happiness kipper, living inside me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-1291995517983017462?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/1291995517983017462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=1291995517983017462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1291995517983017462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1291995517983017462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/diary-entry.html' title='A diary entry!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TGB7dVEEg_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/m9do1CttKvM/s72-c/grail-diary.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-8322475370511829823</id><published>2010-08-08T00:47:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T11:43:04.482-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SEMPRE...</title><content type='html'>Was that what I think it is, that furtively came through the ajar door and bounced my hair and left?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-8322475370511829823?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8322475370511829823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8322475370511829823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8322475370511829823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8322475370511829823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/sempre.html' title='SEMPRE...'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-7467913668963570850</id><published>2010-08-07T10:49:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T11:11:29.163-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Straight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TF1rWP1WjAI/AAAAAAAAAa8/HlLD_CgKpeI/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-08-07+at+11.19.19+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TF1rWP1WjAI/AAAAAAAAAa8/HlLD_CgKpeI/s200/Screen+shot+2010-08-07+at+11.19.19+AM.png" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Most of time we look ahead and not even realise some ultimate reality just because we have been trapped in some thing we once thought could rule our life, as former Humans, we always believe we know exactly what is going on, but do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I had a rare but amazing opportunity to get inside myself and look through the glass of my soul, this solitude travel brought me outlooks I would never get it instead such pain, but what was really amazing was to realise I was never left stranded because I was always there, the pain I felt once was just peaces of dreams nothing else than just it, Dreams we use to build up in order to have a "complete life" as we imagine. &amp;nbsp;Even now I am about to write the next sentence I have smalls spams of laughs when I remember a sentence saying: "You are everybody alike", because of the moment I received it, I got so immerse to really see it, but now I can understand those whose are the "Everybody alike" including.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have been saying I discovered the last and ultimate truth about Life: "The best thing about getting old is the fact that things starting losing meanings" and I am now getting it to the edge, and to make it so, you have to leave your feelings till you have all the enlightenments from it, till you understand that you will always prevail no matter what. If you feel pain from somebody, live it, feel it, understand it, don't ever surrender to it, but keep fighting to understand instead. It is a solitude pathway for those whose has ever faced love in its plenitude, or has ever faced Friends in its powerful bounds, or has ever faced love in a kitty or dog or even a gold fish.... But if you have never really felt love, you will never be able to understand this words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To grow stronger you have two ways, living socially or lonely: I explain, If you decided to live your life lonely your word it Bitter, because you can't understand how people can try to get close to each other, you are more concerned about climbing positions on life, eventually you may face solitude and will fulfill this gap with somebody too shallow to allow this way of life, probably will be just two people with a fellowship over life, supporting each other in a really polite and convenient way and always gadding around in secrecy, but never understand why people use to get to close to each other and really enjoy it. &amp;nbsp; But if decide to live Socially your word is Better, because you can understand and even truly feel why people enjoy to be together for good, you may have uprisen having friends, getting in love, suffering sometimes, parting with your friends, fighting, but always trying to get to close to people, you can understand that you need more than just a network, you need a Life Cycle with people between and in, but you will be always ready to see the right person, even making choices that other could reprove or chastise you up straightly, but you know what you feel, thus go for it! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say I chose to be "Socially" since long, and now I am living it till the edge, I have new aims and I am calmly moving along it till I can see the sun again! Because "An empty house is not a Home, NEVER!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-7467913668963570850?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/7467913668963570850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=7467913668963570850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7467913668963570850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7467913668963570850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/up-straight.html' title='Up Straight!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TF1rWP1WjAI/AAAAAAAAAa8/HlLD_CgKpeI/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-08-07+at+11.19.19+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-7753160177849309949</id><published>2010-08-03T15:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T00:48:10.819-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw the AOL69XX, It wasn't empt..... I saw both of you....</title><content type='html'>But that is ok... Time has came after all... End of transmission... &amp;nbsp;PS: I didn't like the new antenna, I guess the shark one was better! hehehhe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-7753160177849309949?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/7753160177849309949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=7753160177849309949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7753160177849309949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7753160177849309949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-saw-aol97-it-wasnt-empt-i-saw-both-of.html' title='I saw the AOL69XX, It wasn&apos;t empt..... I saw both of you....'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-5756843011052037208</id><published>2010-07-31T13:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T14:24:03.068-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Non sense happiness with no reason at all, just Happiness!</title><content type='html'>For everybody I am here by announcing I am back, I just got all the answers I was looking for, time of fasting has gone ended.... The same Quirky and Witty Gustavo is back from the ashes, I am the last Phoenix of my own, but I am so Happy just for exist, nothing particular, but I can ensure you, The Happiness has just arrived to stay! Time to move along this non sense and solitude Happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEHOLD The last Phoenix, the happiness kipper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piece from a footage taken yesterday from my very office, can easily describe what I am saying! I know it shows as silly as it really is, but it is myself! :) Totally!!!! I just momentarily got some wrinkles of joy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TFRUcgArxKI/AAAAAAAAAa0/F1DUiks1DKk/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-07-31+at+1.45.54+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TFRUcgArxKI/AAAAAAAAAa0/F1DUiks1DKk/s320/Screen+shot+2010-07-31+at+1.45.54+PM.png" width="320" /&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/3631463521322948339-5756843011052037208?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/5756843011052037208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=5756843011052037208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/5756843011052037208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/5756843011052037208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/behold-greatest-happiness-ever-i-am.html' title='Non sense happiness with no reason at all, just Happiness!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TFRUcgArxKI/AAAAAAAAAa0/F1DUiks1DKk/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-07-31+at+1.45.54+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-1166021140066349460</id><published>2010-07-30T11:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T11:20:15.074-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I just found my hourglass and I got too happy to have seen it! Now I understand a bit more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-1166021140066349460?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/1166021140066349460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=1166021140066349460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1166021140066349460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1166021140066349460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-just-found-my-hourglass-and-i-got-too.html' title='I just found my hourglass and I got too happy to have seen it! Now I understand a bit more!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6636038004958633559</id><published>2010-07-28T20:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:27:29.965-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just why not instead...</title><content type='html'> &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-6636038004958633559?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6636038004958633559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6636038004958633559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6636038004958633559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6636038004958633559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-why-not-instead.html' title='Just why not instead...'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-8685818009853131622</id><published>2010-07-26T11:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T11:44:18.290-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange peace in the very day after!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-8685818009853131622?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8685818009853131622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8685818009853131622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8685818009853131622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8685818009853131622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/strange-peace-in-very-day-after.html' title='Strange peace in the very day after!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-5505283487845600349</id><published>2010-07-25T00:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T12:42:52.808-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy meaningless 2 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/3631463521322948339-5505283487845600349?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/5505283487845600349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=5505283487845600349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/5505283487845600349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/5505283487845600349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-meaningless-2-months.html' title='Happy meaningless 2 months!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4174071380022280351</id><published>2010-07-24T23:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T13:48:37.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Solariun I am my Last Phoenix, The Happiness kipper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEuNJh3tj_I/AAAAAAAAAac/dpbzq9dvVb0/s1600/phoenix_unlocked.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEuNJh3tj_I/AAAAAAAAAac/dpbzq9dvVb0/s400/phoenix_unlocked.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/3631463521322948339-4174071380022280351?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4174071380022280351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4174071380022280351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4174071380022280351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4174071380022280351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-solariun-last-phoenix.html' title='I am Solariun I am my Last Phoenix, The Happiness kipper!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEuNJh3tj_I/AAAAAAAAAac/dpbzq9dvVb0/s72-c/phoenix_unlocked.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-512140707610445595</id><published>2010-07-24T23:44:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T17:55:11.735-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEuFl6Yj-KI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0qgKfvYT26w/s1600/Unlocking_The_Riddles_of_Time_by_UKTara.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEuFl6Yj-KI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0qgKfvYT26w/s320/Unlocking_The_Riddles_of_Time_by_UKTara.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Clarisse Lispector once Said that "Losing yourself is a pathway either" and I believed on it once, after so long I just let all my shields falling down on earth and you come across too easily, you looked to my eyes showing you were not believing I was there, with tears you give me your first kiss, you hold me so tight I could even feel your heart bitting, from that moment I felt I could be happy again, through 10 days I had so much emotions I could never even imagine I could feel it, most of it were pretty new and others were just again, but I never cold feel it, in 10 days I felt love in a way so "insane" &amp;nbsp;that even today, almost 2 months after it, it empowers my heart in a way I can not understand, I was trying to understand myself today and I just see I can not let you go like that, I will not interfere anymore, this is the only place were you will ever &amp;nbsp;read something on your own time, but I have to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence has came to my house and turned it no longer a home, your smelling stills on the air, even my memories still tricking me sometimes, but now my very heart is not the same as before, it has gone hard and bitter after so much absence and tears. Friends are coming along again, they are protecting me for everything I am, because they know how I am, I am still a Believer, but it is fading out after so long. Probably people say 2 months is nothing, but for those whose has ever known what mean to have a Two functional sides of the brain will never understand that a second can be a year for myself. Having enlightenments are the most heavier thing I can imagine, because most of time I have to push myself to the edge to understand things, an get out of the way for some nano seconds to do something stupid because not understanding, but once I have the full picture I can understand and react in a right way, I just need to understand, to comprehend and I will be always ready to be compliance to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not knowing how to get over it all, I have ever faced such thing like that, I always could overcome everything but it is just becoming stable and on I guess because you said you Love me and you know we would be together someday, &amp;nbsp;but is it the right thing for both of us, I still wondering Who I am now, after so much, I don't know myself anymore, because now I understand time as nothing, &amp;nbsp;and as much I am getting more and more through time, things are just losing meaning, I guess I just found the meaning behind all the secrecy among life, that going old mean losing the meaning of things in order to protect you over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do amo you, YES! But I do amo myself in a way nobody can understand and even when I seamed to be trapped I am not lost, just believing in something I guess could make my life meaningful. Anyway as I told things are just starting to lose meanings as it should have ever meant to happen, but it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEuFtb4ZWrI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ervWvgUjP2o/s1600/Unlocking_Fire_by_Fiskus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEuFtb4ZWrI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ervWvgUjP2o/s200/Unlocking_Fire_by_Fiskus.jpg" width="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you for everything and nothing, but I am too thankful for the most empowering and meaningful 10 days from my life. &amp;nbsp;Specially now that I understand plenty that Love does not disappear it just changes form in something we can not predict, so let the time keep ticking and sliding me down over the water-slider down to earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oel Ngath Cameie Selbach, and it has brought me enlightenment about what I was always looking for, if it can be fulfilled from Us, Great, but if this Phoenix has to come along for a new life, You will be the template, the very love I will forever care secretly, living inside my bitter and scared heart now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-512140707610445595?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/512140707610445595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=512140707610445595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/512140707610445595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/512140707610445595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/forbidden-lies.html' title='Forbidden Lies'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEuFl6Yj-KI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0qgKfvYT26w/s72-c/Unlocking_The_Riddles_of_Time_by_UKTara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-8342093363861628386</id><published>2010-07-24T22:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T22:09:22.146-03:00</updated><title type='text'>How stupid people can be out there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEuOsN-3irI/AAAAAAAAAak/EnATgBPlBWs/s1600/29863_1271855358206_1284549076_30647906_1912296_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEuOsN-3irI/AAAAAAAAAak/EnATgBPlBWs/s400/29863_1271855358206_1284549076_30647906_1912296_n.jpg" width="400" /&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/3631463521322948339-8342093363861628386?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8342093363861628386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8342093363861628386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8342093363861628386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8342093363861628386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-stupid-people-can-be-out-there.html' title='How stupid people can be out there?'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEuOsN-3irI/AAAAAAAAAak/EnATgBPlBWs/s72-c/29863_1271855358206_1284549076_30647906_1912296_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-5052000804560858878</id><published>2010-07-22T17:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T17:54:37.451-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Going home after 36 hours maneuver</title><content type='html'>After 3 days almost totally lake of sleep, I am on my way home, to try to spend some nap at my place.... I'm totally tired, but happy else seeing this project rouling ending as soon as the business policy allow us to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-5052000804560858878?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/5052000804560858878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=5052000804560858878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/5052000804560858878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/5052000804560858878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/going-home-after-36-hours-maneuver.html' title='Going home after 36 hours maneuver'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-22770487692244375</id><published>2010-07-21T20:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:30:05.353-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming back to the office for the big day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Now the monster will live.... let&amp;#39;s see...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-22770487692244375?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/22770487692244375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=22770487692244375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/22770487692244375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/22770487692244375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/coming-back-to-office-for-big-day.html' title='Coming back to the office for the big day!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-8244689473984517472</id><published>2010-07-21T16:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T19:49:04.471-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments from Work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEd5HmzD6AI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/kDZbybiXiVY/s1600/DSC03639.JPG.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEd5HmzD6AI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/kDZbybiXiVY/s320/DSC03639.JPG.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/3631463521322948339-8244689473984517472?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8244689473984517472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8244689473984517472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8244689473984517472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8244689473984517472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/moments-from-work.html' title='Moments from Work!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEd5HmzD6AI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/kDZbybiXiVY/s72-c/DSC03639.JPG.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4216023939624347973</id><published>2010-07-20T22:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:55:58.810-03:00</updated><title type='text'>After the kind of day I had I was needing to be cuddled today....</title><content type='html'>But hope one day I will fell it again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-4216023939624347973?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4216023939624347973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4216023939624347973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4216023939624347973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4216023939624347973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/after-kind-of-day-i-had-i-was-needing.html' title='After the kind of day I had I was needing to be cuddled today....'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-2190413712969060968</id><published>2010-07-20T15:21:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T15:44:08.545-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Brazilian's Friend's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEXo8lyFuKI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1tw9AtfKLeI/s1600/Best_Friends_by_spacecoyote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEXo8lyFuKI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1tw9AtfKLeI/s400/Best_Friends_by_spacecoyote.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Friends, those are the most powerful symbol on human history sort of so pure and powerful bond that bind people to each other in an unremarkable way, sometimes they come and goes faster but leaving great things on our lives, others are more permanent, short, middle, long and eternal terms are allowed and welcome, but always friends. This totally&amp;nbsp;unpredicted, unlike love you choose most of time, a Friend just happens suddenly or slowly but we always have it close. For today I choose a image I loved from a &amp;nbsp;Designer called "spacecoyote" from DeviantArt, that address me to my childhood where histories like Puff and others just enchanted my heart and imagination, those are, most of it, the essence about who I am today. Hope you all can enjoy it and warm your hurt in a way it has done to me long time ago and even now, after 30 years of it, empowering my very and childish heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I understand Friends as Candlelight, enlightening my very pathway, taking me, leading me and guiding me to wherever our laugh, smiles, tears and fights could ever take in a way totally unpredicted, but that is what friendship is made from unpredicted things, from the purest and honest love you could ever face, doesn't matter how intense or insane, your Friends will be always there, friends in the crime, tear, happiness, every place, just Friends, Today is the day we must exalt their existence! Thank you all, for every peace you Friends have done, doesn't matter how intense or singular, I am totally thankful for your existence!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 72px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 150px/normal Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;{&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 72px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #5b5b5b; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 72px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 150px/normal Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;}&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/3631463521322948339-2190413712969060968?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/2190413712969060968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=2190413712969060968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2190413712969060968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2190413712969060968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/brazilians-friends-day.html' title='Brazilian&apos;s Friend&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEXo8lyFuKI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1tw9AtfKLeI/s72-c/Best_Friends_by_spacecoyote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-8352909370970319378</id><published>2010-07-19T21:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T22:59:13.047-03:00</updated><title type='text'>There are something you never get over, but you can go through as best as you can!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEUC0sferZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/3fRzYLgB8LA/s1600/Dubai__s_building_poster_2_by_mrhahn98.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEUC0sferZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/3fRzYLgB8LA/s400/Dubai__s_building_poster_2_by_mrhahn98.jpg" width="400" /&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/3631463521322948339-8352909370970319378?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8352909370970319378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8352909370970319378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8352909370970319378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8352909370970319378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/there-are-something-you-never-get-over.html' title='There are something you never get over, but you can go through as best as you can!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEUC0sferZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/3fRzYLgB8LA/s72-c/Dubai__s_building_poster_2_by_mrhahn98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-493060870982877357</id><published>2010-07-19T00:06:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:06:43.962-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Some new clues from it</title><content type='html'>I just realized how much I hurt because I make you remember things you were not ready to, but even though &amp;nbsp;I want you to remember that sometimes when we lose we win, because life is a pathway, sometimes narrow, others wide, but always moving ahead, and just stop and wait for the light will never take your there, it is right ahead, you can touch it if you want, just move forward for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know deep inside I hurt you just existing those days, but deep inside I felt you loved me for the same reason, I am &amp;nbsp;not expecting too much anymore, the only thing I wanted was a chance to feel that happiness that embrace my heart in a way I could never felt sort of warmness before. The feelings are so on still that sometimes I even feel my heart bumping hard, but looking aside, seeing you from my very office windows, far far away, feeling the same pain as you are feeling now, that strange feeling willing to let you out of the world, taking us so apart won't win.. doesn't matter if you or I move on one Day from it all, I just want to say Thank you, for everything you meant and mean still to me. My Feelings are too settle now, you brought me enlightenments I have ever faced, time, courage, love, memories, you reminded me about Who I was and Who I have to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now your heart is still taking its time to heal up and create new scares to hide some old wounds behind its face, but don't be never scared about future, it just don't count now. Something for us all, there is no reality among this moments, those "empty" &amp;nbsp;feelings might be warming you up, making you feel comfortable in somehow, and one day our lives will fulfill it own destine, I don't know if it will happen together, but the only thing I know is that you left deep marks on me that changed me for ever, enhancing my vision in a way so singular that you have spanned my own outlook about life and myself. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for have lived or living in my life, I will always be waiting for you, no matter how or where, Always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEMPRE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gustavo Campos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEPGSufMq2I/AAAAAAAAAZE/01uaUvQE7UE/s1600/gustavo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="56" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEPGSufMq2I/AAAAAAAAAZE/01uaUvQE7UE/s400/gustavo.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;TIP: Just click whatever image to enlarge it.&lt;/span&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/3631463521322948339-493060870982877357?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/493060870982877357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=493060870982877357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/493060870982877357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/493060870982877357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-new-clues-from-it.html' title='Some new clues from it'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEPGSufMq2I/AAAAAAAAAZE/01uaUvQE7UE/s72-c/gustavo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6700883155848741632</id><published>2010-07-18T22:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T00:20:19.338-03:00</updated><title type='text'>From Sound to Sound, From Music while Music stills blowing out from life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEOxrw-qyiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/9HNQAhjwt9g/s1600/Traditional_Handmade_Flute_by_gilbert25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEOxrw-qyiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/9HNQAhjwt9g/s320/Traditional_Handmade_Flute_by_gilbert25.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;From sound the reality comes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Bring you feelings you will become,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Telling you things to become,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Making you things to become,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;But always change you in something,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;You, only you will know how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Growing can appease everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 16.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;From music I am living,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Feeding its lyrics for knowledge,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Living some of it reality to find answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;but Always looking for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 16.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Once A wind came to tell me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;That it would stay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;But it was needing to enhance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;To became a hurricane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;To take me over with,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;And I am still waiting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Till the wind stops,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Or tell me not to stay outside,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Looking to the horizon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 16.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Now I am the Last Phoenix!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-6700883155848741632?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6700883155848741632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6700883155848741632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6700883155848741632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6700883155848741632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/from-sound-to-sound-from-music-while.html' title='From Sound to Sound, From Music while Music stills blowing out from life'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEOxrw-qyiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/9HNQAhjwt9g/s72-c/Traditional_Handmade_Flute_by_gilbert25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-3923990287529021483</id><published>2010-07-18T07:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T08:08:26.517-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just going home after a terrible night</title><content type='html'>Now waiting the Taxi Service call me back to inform which car will drive me home, I am too pist off!!! Because the test wasn't conclusive, neither efficiently done due to infrastructure flaws we got in the way. That is ok for now, I need to have some nap, I am away wrecked tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me feel even worse now! But that is ok, let me go home and rest, later on today will be a different day, I am missing a lot my little Maw (the kitty), I will spend sometime with him;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess there is no need to discuss anything further, having been here tonight was more than "clear" about everything I could ever feel about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nigh, Good morning, Good afternoon for as all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-3923990287529021483?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/3923990287529021483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=3923990287529021483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3923990287529021483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3923990287529021483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-going-home-after-terrible-night.html' title='Just going home after a terrible night'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-9126006074298723658</id><published>2010-07-17T21:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:09:54.583-03:00</updated><title type='text'>California cafe, exactly how has it started almost 2 months ago!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEJHC4M9QfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/skZ7UfTyez8/s1600/IMAG0125-778800.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="133" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495032610117468658" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEJHC4M9QfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/skZ7UfTyez8/s200/IMAG0125-778800.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, I went to places that adressed me every thing about that perfect day, we went to have a dinner and a coffee just after, but instead get sad, I was even smilling because I just remembered how has it felt to have met you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-9126006074298723658?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/9126006074298723658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=9126006074298723658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/9126006074298723658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/9126006074298723658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/california-cafe-exactly-how-has-it.html' title='California cafe, exactly how has it started almost 2 months ago!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEJHC4M9QfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/skZ7UfTyez8/s72-c/IMAG0125-778800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-7338457664938755930</id><published>2010-07-17T11:34:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T12:41:00.344-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Test ahead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEHCMtHzNgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Zi7ZUDaW6us/s1600/Less_Stress_by_antre.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEHCMtHzNgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Zi7ZUDaW6us/s320/Less_Stress_by_antre.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The last and final Stress Test&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;for a project I have been leading technically,&amp;nbsp;will take place today at office, I will be there, like 05/25 when was once of my grateful days... But it seamed to be fading out now.... Anyway I have to rock hard today, specially because I am growing inside and outside the office, thus I will not let my mood drive so deep as it was almost two months ago... I will not deny the silence has been a death company for my feelings, but I hope one day I can at least just sit and talk about what have happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I heard something I would like to share with you all: "There is no support without support, because only giving is the same of only receiving, selfishness, thus let share support and make the world, or at least a couple life a better place to live!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-7338457664938755930?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/7338457664938755930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=7338457664938755930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7338457664938755930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7338457664938755930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/stress-test-ahead.html' title='Stress Test ahead!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TEHCMtHzNgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Zi7ZUDaW6us/s72-c/Less_Stress_by_antre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-3744436689367732059</id><published>2010-07-15T23:43:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T12:33:52.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A look from today from my very inner being and the Gold Ring of the Secret where this story lives!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TD_HJfegf_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/gXfBOWZXTfc/s1600/gu_bed_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TD_HJfegf_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/gXfBOWZXTfc/s200/gu_bed_2.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Apfumar gejer vsajenor coirar lasa morrar tikar hue pivesapnemve mao envenkenor, e artejez topvas a intencia lokesia em veosia vsajes apfunar larrafens kegopvar. Eh los irro hue ercseto motanenve em neu anvifo cokifo, hue lor nuivo venlo ne aconlanqou lepa tika, huanki alemar esa una intanvipikake, qoze re vorma una lehuema exenvsicikeke, nar hue los um lehuemo ervanve, ne norvsou huao imotavito eu renlse GUI. Qosa ke cse!es motanenve. Ovino gimap ke remana lasa vokor nor! Ainke ano toce, e enhuanvo o neu amep convimuas a vsilqar rou erlesas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This post wasn't written in any language, it is a code from my childhood and based in portuguese, for those who wants to understand, portuguese is the base, the vowels are in its place "a e i o u", for starting decoding here it is more clues, "r = s = r, w = b = w, k = d = k, j = z = j, c = c = c, x = x =x"! :) Have Fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&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/3631463521322948339-3744436689367732059?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/3744436689367732059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TD_HJfegf_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/gXfBOWZXTfc/s72-c/gu_bed_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-387578926875538049</id><published>2010-07-15T03:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T03:01:00.803-03:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day this silent house will be a Home again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-387578926875538049?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/387578926875538049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=387578926875538049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/387578926875538049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/387578926875538049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-day-this-silent-house-will-be-home.html' title='One Day this silent house will be a Home again...'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-7146745409863031677</id><published>2010-07-15T00:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:31:29.049-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to see "Shrek" at NY-UCI Yesterday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Today I went to see Shrek with my friends Victor and Juliana, they kindly invited me to spend this time with, we went to see at 21:40, we were waiting when felt things I was fighting against myself to avoid, it was like I wrote long ago now, I almost could see that person coming by, just because I was there, This things are like weather, some days are sunny, others are clouds, some will be 'A' big storms like today was, but always will have a night between, the only thing I need to do it accept the facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;That is my deep sea water of words, today I need to sink deeper to search all the words to write the right &amp;nbsp;sentence I am needing to understand it all, but I already got my snorkel, so let put it on and go deep inside myself to find all the answers, Because to be hurt or happy the only thing needed is to be alive, thus I better dip deeper as I can go, through all scarps, hills, mountains, caves I can find in this revel under deep water, but I know it will be like that because the hurricane I faceted today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;After all, one day my sun will rise again, even sparkling and brilliant as It has been before, the only thing I need Is to let my time keep ticking till the Gold Ring of the Secret get blurred enough to not reflect myself anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Second part of this post, I was reading a music and for the first time I paid attention on its lyrics, and I chose it as my Song over its matter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Madonna - Rain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 19.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I feel it, it's coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TD6AgKt0fMI/AAAAAAAAAYU/XNgGwQLI29c/s1600/rain07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TD6AgKt0fMI/AAAAAAAAAYU/XNgGwQLI29c/s320/rain07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rain, feel it on my finger tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hear it on my window pane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your love's coming down like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rain, wash away my sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Take away my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your love's coming down like rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When your lips are burning mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And you take the time to tell me how you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When you listen to my words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I know you've heard, I know it's real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rain is what this thunder brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For the first time I can hear my heart sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Call me a fool but I know I'm not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm gonna stand out here on the mountain top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Till I feel your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When you looked into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And you said goodbye could you see my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When I turned the other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Did you hear me say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'd wait for all the dark clouds bursting in a perfect sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You promised me when you said goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That you'd return when the storm was done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And now I'll wait for the light, I'll wait for the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Till I feel your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I say, never go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Waiting is the hardest thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(It's strange I feel like I've known you before)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I tell myself that if I believe in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(And I want to understand you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In the dream of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(More and more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;With all my heart and all my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(When I'm with you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That by sheer force of will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I feel like a magical child)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I will raise you from the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Everything strange)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And without a sound you'll appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Everything wild)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And surrender to me, to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rain is what the thunder brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For the first time I can hear my heart sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Call me a fool but I know I'm not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm gonna stand out here on the mountain top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Till I feel your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rain, I feel it, it's coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your love's coming down like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[repeat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rain, I feel it, it's coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your love's coming down like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[repeat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 19px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rain&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/3631463521322948339-7146745409863031677?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/7146745409863031677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=7146745409863031677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7146745409863031677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7146745409863031677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-went-to-see-shrek-at-ny-uci-yesterday.html' title='I went to see &quot;Shrek&quot; at NY-UCI Yesterday...'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TD6AgKt0fMI/AAAAAAAAAYU/XNgGwQLI29c/s72-c/rain07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-1313013560713367089</id><published>2010-07-13T19:50:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T09:59:05.803-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I miss so much, but it is even health...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDzwOeOApBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/JJJtd73gTvc/s1600/Sometimes____by_buktopgicha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDzwOeOApBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/JJJtd73gTvc/s320/Sometimes____by_buktopgicha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Because within time things will set both sides, the only thing I am now stick is to accomplish some aims I got from work, the mega project I have been leading technically, even though we are about to deploy it as soon as possible, sometimes I feel pity I will not have nobody to celebrate with, but it has became so friendly anyway after 3 years of living by myself, I know pretty much how to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we get a big step ahead to accomplish our aim to deliver this project, once of the Big issues we had has been already solved thanks to our Architect, thus we are now to close to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why have I wrote it here, because I feel the need to share Goals, aims, victories, defeats and so on, and I guess I can have it from here, first because it is a open area, everybody can come along and give me critics or complements or just say something, but everybody is welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, God is really Funny sometimes, allowing me to see things in a way I have ever seen before, but also enlighten about things whether important or not, but always things to change everyday to survive all the silence my live has gotten into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially now I lost a great friend from UK, a important person that is living in México has left as well because didn't accept what I was feeling and my Dream that is now "sleeping" while fading out, But I will not be like that for ever, I know someday I will feel the Wind blowing my hair again, of course it is not long enough to bounce, but I will be really happy if I can feel it one day again to follow it all the way life then! Once was said it has came to stay, and I am still betting on it, till time tells me to not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is time to leave my office, in my solitude trip off home. &amp;nbsp;I wish a good night and may God be gentle with us well! :D (As he has usually been with me!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-1313013560713367089?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/1313013560713367089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=1313013560713367089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1313013560713367089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1313013560713367089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/sometimes-i-miss-so-much-but-it-is-even.html' title='Sometimes I miss so much, but it is even health...'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDzwOeOApBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/JJJtd73gTvc/s72-c/Sometimes____by_buktopgicha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-8011273200922690920</id><published>2010-07-13T09:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T19:36:22.176-03:00</updated><title type='text'>It may be lonely day, but still one more day to try to be happy!</title><content type='html'>I was the one who accepted the terms to surrender for love, I do not regret, because I know it worth to try, now that I understood the value of time and how it can cure everything, including love, I totally gave myself away to the hands of time, let it tick either faster or slower, just let it tick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time also is a time for myself, where I am looking for new outlooks from life! To be honest, I even started to enjoy some of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish a great Thursday for us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-8011273200922690920?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8011273200922690920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8011273200922690920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8011273200922690920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8011273200922690920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-may-be-lonely-day-but-still-one-more.html' title='It may be lonely day, but still one more day to try to be happy!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-5652607270609528432</id><published>2010-07-12T21:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:41:42.998-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDu1w_bFDhI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lWEQGh6BlPE/s1600/Gu_Among_Words.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDu1w_bFDhI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lWEQGh6BlPE/s320/Gu_Among_Words.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Come close and look deep inside of yourself, I am now addicted to it, the words are all around, like fishes in a deep water, all kind of words, all kind of thoughts, but it is up to you sort the right one in order to not break you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For moments I get close to myself, for others I get really far as well, but I am always close to the answers, whatever it is, always will have one, sometimes they are too shy to come out the water, but other too brave to come and strike you out, others to bitter and others to sweet, but always will have answers if you pick up the words, but here will go a advice, you always can chose whatever pathway you want, because there is no pain, just dreams, there is no love if you don't let yourself to feel it, there is no hope if you never go for it, thus I will show myself as I am among words on my bedroom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-5652607270609528432?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/5652607270609528432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=5652607270609528432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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DeviantArt</title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDtJzT5LvfI/AAAAAAAAAXs/nYU4VVXFGhk/s1600/Life_by_mushir.jpg"&gt;Download de Background&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-7289900938669567402?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/7289900938669567402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=7289900938669567402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7289900938669567402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDiGGa3t7fI/AAAAAAAAAXU/DJP92N8VOn8/s1600/Prime_Of_Life_by_hi_dift.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDiGGa3t7fI/AAAAAAAAAXU/DJP92N8VOn8/s320/Prime_Of_Life_by_hi_dift.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just I would like to say, Have a good Weekend, even so the distance, and in despite of all the happened facts, I am understanding the consequences, I will not regret any, because I know in the depths part of me, even I am not approving myself, I was trying to pick you out of where you were living. and I did it at that point, because I wasn't understanding loads of things, it wasn't about be adult enough, but being human enough, probably you should have had a last talking with me before shooting the door in a snap how it was done, if things was totally clear I guess we wouldn't stay like that, but I have to say, I would have done the same as you, now that I know how that feeling real is, because we always were too alike to be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not ready for move on, because everything still living hidden on my right thumb, most of it because I am still thinking about everything I did, and what I said in the post titled as "Enlightenments from life" stills totally true and on, I was too blind and I over reacted, I am not like that, I am a totally down to earth person, I was feeling too lost at this time because more than 3 years living in something I could not say it was a relationship, always too far to be real and too shallow to be felt. I was lying to myself just to appeased my "loneliness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a shame to be emerging myself from all the ashes I left behind, that is why I said I am the last Phoenix, because I am letting a old person behind, he died and no longer exist inside me, my previous existence was set off from my life for a simple truth about what I became afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I can not deny myself to say is how my friends are taking care of me, how God was gentle with me and set some "angels" on my way, how they are protecting me as well. I am realizing how I am admired for about I am, how I can worth to be loved for about I am, like yesterday hearing my friends talking about me for a girlfriend of a friend of us that met us there, saying: "He is totally crazy, to honest like a bitterest peppier you could aver taste, and also too sweet and loyal how it would always meant to be! We love this 'Filled' mind as it is, Crazy, but too innovative to be ignored!", I could be myself again yesterday like I was those few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read it one day, don't take it as I am saying something trying to impress you, no, here is a place where I use to set off my mind, to think about what I am. For long it was too "subjective", but now it is time to serve its purpose, to think. &amp;nbsp;I use this media because no one else has patience to read it out about somebody, but only those who really care about me in any way, will.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Nowadays Nobody reads about someone else anymore unless they are studying human behavior or care bout the person, and I am taking advantage of the human shallowness to fulfill my expectations about this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do just hope one day we can talk to set it up in whatever it comes to be, but a "period" on its chapter must be set, and than we can move long our life based on a real decision, whether ending or a new chapter, because what I meant with our "ALWAYS", will always be based in Respect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDiGZjV_82I/AAAAAAAAAXc/pkObjOLeod8/s1600/Life_by_Theta_Scorpii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDiGZjV_82I/AAAAAAAAAXc/pkObjOLeod8/s400/Life_by_Theta_Scorpii.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/3631463521322948339-8176830406566063261?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8176830406566063261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8176830406566063261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8176830406566063261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8176830406566063261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-i-would-like-to-say-have-good.html' title='Talking a bit about you and my life'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDiGGa3t7fI/AAAAAAAAAXU/DJP92N8VOn8/s72-c/Prime_Of_Life_by_hi_dift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-263338986945268261</id><published>2010-07-09T20:50:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:38:10.327-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TGI Friday with my great friend from work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDe14kYOwoI/AAAAAAAAAW8/8aqR8jzF7v4/s1600/IMAG0117-758007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492058254044217986" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDe14kYOwoI/AAAAAAAAAW8/8aqR8jzF7v4/s320/IMAG0117-758007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have no time to get off from here. The only thing I can say, they have became more than Friends, always there, even when I was crying, they never let me alone, even crying with me saying to no cry because I was their stud... After I received a message from a friend that was dying asking me to be happy, I decided to be happy, to accept my friends, no fears to be who I am, and I am doing it... I am getting even more deep with them, because I know how much I am loved from them...&lt;br /&gt;thank you all my dear Friends. A lot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-263338986945268261?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/263338986945268261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=263338986945268261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/263338986945268261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/263338986945268261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/tgi-friday-with-my-great-friend-from.html' title='TGI Friday with my great friend from work'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDe14kYOwoI/AAAAAAAAAW8/8aqR8jzF7v4/s72-c/IMAG0117-758007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-9112979449906841463</id><published>2010-07-09T11:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:29:33.519-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Solariun, I am the last Phoenix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDcyEUdWYPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4F5J98dAf1A/s1600/Phoenix_Striking_the_Sky_by_Arctic_Affinity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDcyEUdWYPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4F5J98dAf1A/s640/Phoenix_Striking_the_Sky_by_Arctic_Affinity.jpg" width="312" /&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/3631463521322948339-9112979449906841463?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/9112979449906841463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=9112979449906841463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/9112979449906841463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/9112979449906841463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-solariun-i-am-last-phoenix.html' title='I am Solariun, I am the last Phoenix'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDcyEUdWYPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4F5J98dAf1A/s72-c/Phoenix_Striking_the_Sky_by_Arctic_Affinity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4516170190995338702</id><published>2010-07-05T21:30:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:46:49.188-03:00</updated><title type='text'>enlightenments from Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDJ5AfyxWnI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ADI2G-HfqiY/s1600/The_Key.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDJ5AfyxWnI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ADI2G-HfqiY/s320/The_Key.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess I will be quite a while, I just got a full view of everything, it has been happen for about four days now. I am just seeing everything, the feelings of nothing and everything at the same time, something that blind you for virtually everything, like no more color for while, but I can now see through the glass, and instead let it drive me blue, I will fully understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am alive, but even though not ready because wounds still open, non because "that person" but because some things from past and life, those few days have been more that a full thunder-light over my life pathway, I could see things I have even imagined or felt, just because I was blind for so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I talked about something I called "Candlelight souls", those are people that you meet over your live and they help you to bring light to your way to help you to keep moving, some are just little, others are more constants, other can just exist for a short or a wide term, others can exist all over the pathway, but we all need "the candle" to empower us under the way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more then 3 year I have been "blind" and I just realized now, on my way back home, I never could see things so clear, I truly see through the Glass now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand way I was so "intense", because as a Blind, I saw a glance of what life is, and what it really meant to be, and I over reacted due too It was something I was urging to eagerly have deep inside, for it I say my I am sorry, but the true person, the one I can say that love and understanding was seen as well, I am the person, but even though, now it is time to understand what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand everything that "that person" felt, because I just felt the same in a different way, but with the same "no reasons" feelings. &amp;nbsp;But life is like that, as I said once, I could not understand something I have ever gone through, now I have the full spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know how to deal it, because I have seeing it, even though, I haven't understood it that time, now I know that doesn't matter how much you try, thing just lost meaning sometimes, but I can even say I still waiting, because I am taking this time for both of us be ready for everything, even though if you step ahead, we will get sometime to get along, but I guess we can defeat it all when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till that day, I will be here, looking through the Glass where I am living now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-4516170190995338702?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4516170190995338702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4516170190995338702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4516170190995338702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4516170190995338702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/enlightenments-from-live.html' title='enlightenments from Life'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDJ5AfyxWnI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ADI2G-HfqiY/s72-c/The_Key.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6794526684017840664</id><published>2010-07-05T13:40:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T13:55:12.313-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Griefing day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDINUZdjPbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MtKuF_8NDdI/s1600/A_Path_to_Inner_Peace_by_InertiaK.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDINUZdjPbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MtKuF_8NDdI/s320/A_Path_to_Inner_Peace_by_InertiaK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is with a terrible Grief I am here to announce the world has lost a person who we all might remember, Jin Jonson, a great friend, a person who has given himself in order to make the word batter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was coming to my work, late because I didn't have a good night of sleep, when his mother called, as a British she always was too low profile, but today she talked to me, she said, "My dear Gustavo, I know we never was to close, even though you tried when you where living in Europe, but I would like you to know you always was special to me on your very way, Today our Jin has given away from the Cancer, but he had time to ask me to say some words for some few and special people, and you are one of those, here it is what he wanted you to know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"Gustavo, with your quick-witty way to be, you has spent so much time to me, giving me strength and sharing so much about yourself to help me to keep moving on, but today I feel too tired and I need some rest, but I don't want you to get it as I gave up from my Hopes, NO, they are still on inside of me, you tough me that love is not about skin, but about heart, I know what you are going through, but I can say to you, &amp;nbsp;even now that I am leaving this existence, I still seeing the purest heart I have ever known on you, but I also want you to take all the faith I have on you AND know that YES, you will prevail (as you said), screw who has even given up on you, because in the day when somebody get to know the person that has saved my soul like you did, giving me peace to go away, then will love you for ever. I will love you for ever my friend. May the God bless you and give you the same strength you gave me to move on."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I still not holding myself today, he was so worried about the others, that even on his last breath he sent me a message to help me to move on. My dear friend, You will forever live deep inside of my heart as well, you have shown not just a person you are, but inspired many on your pathway, I can say the world has lost a pure soul, a pure candle that was always enlighten my pathway, and will keep doing, because now, I care you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rest in peace my Friend! I will always remember you. Thank you for have brought so much peace, wisdom and friendship for the world, trying to make it a batter place to live.&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/3631463521322948339-6794526684017840664?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6794526684017840664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6794526684017840664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6794526684017840664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6794526684017840664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/griefing-day.html' title='A Griefing day'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDINUZdjPbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MtKuF_8NDdI/s72-c/A_Path_to_Inner_Peace_by_InertiaK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-8724582330462295037</id><published>2010-07-04T15:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:43:12.859-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The sunny soul and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDDWQfiIvvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MjTy3gDWo7U/s1600/IMAG0109-792860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDDWQfiIvvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MjTy3gDWo7U/s320/IMAG0109-792860.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490123524595564274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-8724582330462295037?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8724582330462295037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8724582330462295037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8724582330462295037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8724582330462295037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunny-soul-and-i.html' title='The sunny soul and I'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDDWQfiIvvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MjTy3gDWo7U/s72-c/IMAG0109-792860.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-2440565814383821519</id><published>2010-07-04T15:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:04:23.325-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDDNJ5oILUI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OlhHEtrNez4/s1600/IMAG0096-763326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDDNJ5oILUI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OlhHEtrNez4/s320/IMAG0096-763326.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490113515736280386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-2440565814383821519?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/2440565814383821519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=2440565814383821519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2440565814383821519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2440565814383821519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/playing-soccer.html' title='Playing soccer'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TDDNJ5oILUI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OlhHEtrNez4/s72-c/IMAG0096-763326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-3399597821970565345</id><published>2010-07-04T13:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T10:01:34.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'>It would feel great to spend with...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-3399597821970565345?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/3399597821970565345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=3399597821970565345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3399597821970565345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3399597821970565345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-would-feels-great-to-spend-with.html' title='It would feel great to spend with...'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4317521922411601011</id><published>2010-07-04T11:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T11:32:42.019-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday with friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My friend and his girlfriend (Vitor and Juliana) kindly invited me to go with them to a barbecue to chill out a bit because we may have a really tough week ahead.  Later on today I will post some picture of it.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-4317521922411601011?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4317521922411601011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4317521922411601011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4317521922411601011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4317521922411601011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunday-with-friends.html' title='Sunday with friends'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-7303018884314581501</id><published>2010-07-03T17:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T22:48:39.992-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TC-cboBDELI/AAAAAAAAAWE/s87t0WUx1xM/s1600/b355c4e2e9b02eecaea44134297b97a2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TC-cboBDELI/AAAAAAAAAWE/s87t0WUx1xM/s320/b355c4e2e9b02eecaea44134297b97a2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Today I was working, when suddenly I got a calling from British friend of mine, that is having a really difficult situation, we talked for a while but I want to share a outlook I got from it, not about his personal problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The core of it was "Hope", what exactly is that, hope can be beyond expectations, it is not just a feeling addressing you, or giving you insurance about something not sure, but what is sure on life? The answer is a out loud Nothing but Yourself, hope can be a great companion for every moment, but what something that we must know everyday through any hope is getting down to earth, because hope address time, expectations, waiting, but although deliver peace if fully understood, thus instead just say to yourself I hope, why not say Yes I will get it, I will conquer it, I will overcome it, because yourself is the most important piece of the puzzle, therefore never ignore the other powerful truth about hope, if you do have if beside you, like somebody, something, friends, plans, pick it up, throw it up and running, make yourself appeased, prevail upon the the hope, and transform it in something you feel like you can wait to happen, not something you have to pray for, because pray for something you don't really understand it is not a pray is a prey, something you are hunting for, and if there is nothing sure on life, instead hope, just make it believable for your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is like love, people just misunderstand it when are always looking for somebody else, but already have the person beside or ready for them. Love is not just stay together, is a partnership, not just sleep together, it is beyond desire, beyond skin, but it is totally based on heart and soul, a person is able to love somebody for the rest of the life if understand that what make somebody special is the simple fact of sharing everything about the person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hope for my point of view mean respect for yourself, peace and be ready for everything. We humans are forged from the same dust from the universe, from the same principle from God, but for those who has ever felt Love before will never understand it, till the day that face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hope can drive you crazy if you don't fully understand, but can although appease your heart if you can see ahead yourself and be ready for it regardless how it would end up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is like me, I have understood something was happening with me, the mighty God has just allowed me to understand some last minutes unfinished chapter and helped me to read and and flip the page for move along the real Hope he gave me, "the person", as more I asked to show me what to do, as more the same answer was given, even though I tried hard to feel free of the "pain", I would never, because the chapter stays wide open and barely written, thus no more ink for while till it starts by itself, I am taking it as a little break for myself to understand how things works deep inside me. but above all, to make myself ready to deal the fact I grew and I got God close to me again, not saying he has ever left me, I did it, but now I can see myself, and this time will be a great moment, doesn't matter how long it will take, one day, one month, or more, I will be ready when the right moment arrives, till there I still in love with myself and always caring "the true love" I found deep inside my sunny soul and hidden on my thumb.&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/3631463521322948339-7303018884314581501?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/7303018884314581501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=7303018884314581501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7303018884314581501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7303018884314581501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TC-cboBDELI/AAAAAAAAAWE/s87t0WUx1xM/s72-c/b355c4e2e9b02eecaea44134297b97a2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4510256263280319218</id><published>2010-07-03T15:43:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T16:06:57.078-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ich warten noch auf Ihre Rückkehr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TC-FdQ4r2NI/AAAAAAAAAVs/7aR02UhCcPk/s1600/Be_Happy_by_Kikariz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TC-FdQ4r2NI/AAAAAAAAAVs/7aR02UhCcPk/s200/Be_Happy_by_Kikariz.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aber lassen Sie die Zeit weiter arbeiten sorgfältig, um Ihr Herz und Seele!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bis zu dem Tag, dass wir uns wiedersehen!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&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/3631463521322948339-4510256263280319218?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4510256263280319218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4510256263280319218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4510256263280319218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4510256263280319218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/ich-warten-noch-auf-ihre-ruckkehr.html' title='Ich warten noch auf Ihre Rückkehr!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TC-FdQ4r2NI/AAAAAAAAAVs/7aR02UhCcPk/s72-c/Be_Happy_by_Kikariz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-7040278381933504522</id><published>2010-07-03T14:26:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T15:51:00.289-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday is Past, Tomorrow is a mystery  but TODAY is a Gift, That is why it is called Present!  ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TC9-GGZGxiI/AAAAAAAAAVk/tjF-QkEJ3ZY/s1600/1a4ca44419794ab68c1e787aa89f1e94.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TC9-GGZGxiI/AAAAAAAAAVk/tjF-QkEJ3ZY/s400/1a4ca44419794ab68c1e787aa89f1e94.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/3631463521322948339-7040278381933504522?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/7040278381933504522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=7040278381933504522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7040278381933504522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/7040278381933504522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/yesterday-is-past-tomorrow-is-mystery.html' title='Yesterday is Past, Tomorrow is a mystery  but TODAY is a Gift, That is why it is called Present!  ;-)'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TC9-GGZGxiI/AAAAAAAAAVk/tjF-QkEJ3ZY/s72-c/1a4ca44419794ab68c1e787aa89f1e94.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-1411179114393666525</id><published>2010-07-01T22:21:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T17:44:43.857-03:00</updated><title type='text'>As the gold ring says: Oel ngati' Kameie Selbach</title><content type='html'>Good night for us all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-1411179114393666525?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/1411179114393666525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=1411179114393666525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1411179114393666525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1411179114393666525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/as-gold-ring-says-oei-ngati-kameie.html' title='As the gold ring says: Oel ngati&apos; Kameie Selbach'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-2181145283620237643</id><published>2010-07-01T15:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T15:33:24.553-03:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected things</title><content type='html'>Today as an amazing day, realizing how my friends from work are becoming so important, always with me, step by step growing bonds and even sharing moments of great talking and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Vitor took me to the OutBack, my preferred restaurant, and it was outstanding, we were talking about work, life and so on, that is exactly what I was missing since I came back from abroad, Friends, real friends, I can talk, be righted if needed, righting up them if needed but always together and even not together, but always friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Kelly, showing for really silly and unexpected behavior, even though contradict sometimes, that she is a great &amp;nbsp;support and companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, guys to have been showing me a new frontier and pinpointing some flaws I never realized before on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-2181145283620237643?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/2181145283620237643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=2181145283620237643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2181145283620237643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2181145283620237643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/07/unexpected-things.html' title='unexpected things'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-1121895358419188913</id><published>2010-06-30T17:55:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T22:48:41.069-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to grow.... but I would like to reaffirm I am waiting still for you! With the same feeling from the first day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-1121895358419188913?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/1121895358419188913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=1121895358419188913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1121895358419188913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1121895358419188913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-to-grow.html' title='Time to grow.... but I would like to reaffirm I am waiting still for you! With the same feeling from the first day.'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4036492486616316180</id><published>2010-06-29T17:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T17:22:38.157-03:00</updated><title type='text'>You are right! I am sorry for! The Time still ticking... No more thresholds!</title><content type='html'>PS: I am sorry for the calling, even though I feel tankful, I didn't know it would happen. But I have the full picture now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I publicly say I am sorry for, I really do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCpWAKykbII/AAAAAAAAAVE/el_EhhPfYbM/s1600/I_am_sorry_by_najmo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCpWAKykbII/AAAAAAAAAVE/el_EhhPfYbM/s400/I_am_sorry_by_najmo.jpg" width="400" /&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/3631463521322948339-4036492486616316180?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4036492486616316180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4036492486616316180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4036492486616316180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4036492486616316180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-are-right-i-am-sorry-for-time-still.html' title='You are right! I am sorry for! The Time still ticking... No more thresholds!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCpWAKykbII/AAAAAAAAAVE/el_EhhPfYbM/s72-c/I_am_sorry_by_najmo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-2569943245388678643</id><published>2010-06-29T13:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T13:44:40.627-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I just loved this wallpaper by ~sinscommitted Deviantart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCoiw_aUI6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/HVBtnq5ZjXg/s1600/Threshold_by_sinscommitted.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCoiw_aUI6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/HVBtnq5ZjXg/s400/Threshold_by_sinscommitted.jpg" width="400" /&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/3631463521322948339-2569943245388678643?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/2569943245388678643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=2569943245388678643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2569943245388678643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2569943245388678643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-loved-this-wallpaper.html' title='I just loved this wallpaper by ~sinscommitted Deviantart'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCoiw_aUI6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/HVBtnq5ZjXg/s72-c/Threshold_by_sinscommitted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6619680372221966468</id><published>2010-06-29T12:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:09:24.475-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gym to chill out my mind!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-6619680372221966468?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6619680372221966468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6619680372221966468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6619680372221966468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6619680372221966468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/gym-to-release-my-mind.html' title='A Gym to chill out my mind!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-4123903317455117971</id><published>2010-06-27T16:19:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T16:59:59.118-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Day after Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCemEyqeH_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/5EzbMXuKyIA/s1600/Heart_by_n0way0u7.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCemEyqeH_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/5EzbMXuKyIA/s320/Heart_by_n0way0u7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 56px;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 56px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="font: 19.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is nothing better than a day after day with a night between, Sometimes Chilly nights, some others Full moons, some will be raining days and others sunnies, but always will have a day after a day with a night between.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 56px;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 56.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 56px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-4123903317455117971?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4123903317455117971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4123903317455117971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4123903317455117971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4123903317455117971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-after-day.html' title='Day after Day'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCemEyqeH_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/5EzbMXuKyIA/s72-c/Heart_by_n0way0u7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-2505394932177096275</id><published>2010-06-27T00:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T00:17:08.884-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A thought from today</title><content type='html'>Today I was spending sometime by my own, reading a variety things from internet, and I found this, that touch me, and I would like to share with you all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;"To&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;understand your sentiments, life is a winding path upon which we bump into different characters - how we treat them, and they to us is what makes that journey interesting in some ways!!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I hope everybody can have a great day! &amp;nbsp;&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/3631463521322948339-2505394932177096275?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/2505394932177096275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=2505394932177096275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-4323746596676829568?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/4323746596676829568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=4323746596676829568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4323746596676829568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/4323746596676829568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/capering-about-room-listening-musics.html' title='Capering about the room listening musics!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-932108351488962518</id><published>2010-06-26T01:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T01:07:04.891-03:00</updated><title type='text'>On my way home, where my memory lives!</title><content type='html'> &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-932108351488962518?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/932108351488962518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=932108351488962518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/932108351488962518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/932108351488962518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-my-way-home-where-my-memory-lives.html' title='On my way home, where my memory lives!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-3407525024610756874</id><published>2010-06-25T23:40:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:02:53.996-03:00</updated><title type='text'>At work...</title><content type='html'>At work still, trying to prove myself I am better than anything, but it allows me to think clear, out of my site, my fears, &amp;nbsp;in a way I can see I am wanted and loved by what I am. At least I won't be forgotten here... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-3407525024610756874?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/3407525024610756874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=3407525024610756874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3407525024610756874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/3407525024610756874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/at-work.html' title='At work...'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-8524460221237293995</id><published>2010-06-25T21:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:03:39.973-03:00</updated><title type='text'>God shows himself from unexpected things and ways! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCVDp5GJX-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/SS34FOOT2RE/s1600/Golden_light_by_lieveheersbeestje.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCVDp5GJX-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/SS34FOOT2RE/s400/Golden_light_by_lieveheersbeestje.jpg" width="400" /&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/3631463521322948339-8524460221237293995?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8524460221237293995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8524460221237293995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8524460221237293995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8524460221237293995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/god-shows-himself-from-unexpected.html' title='God shows himself from unexpected things and ways! :)'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TCVDp5GJX-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/SS34FOOT2RE/s72-c/Golden_light_by_lieveheersbeestje.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6457188529690844687</id><published>2010-06-21T19:30:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T17:12:21.041-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Up-Side-Down feelings from the Y era!</title><content type='html'>Today I got a unique opportunity I would like to share here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few minutes after I show up at work I received a calling from a friend of mine, he was with a stressed voice tone, and he asked if we could talk, which I promptly agreed, of course I will not set the content over here, or even details but I want to discuss about a outlook of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the nowadays we are living among a shallow world, people use to Buy people from Dating Sites, I am not saying I have ever used it, because I do have.... But the main point is, that we use to rank some features, and each one give us a score from people, and in the end we evaluate all the results, reranking over all the options collected over, but is it really necessary?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, once picked up somebody, we start getting to know the person, trying to figure out what could come next, how that person either do or think about something, for SURE some points will never be understood at this point, and instead just like it,  we just hide that saying: "that is ok", and the truth is "IT is not OK!", because being with someone else mean Share and partnership, so you have to truly accept whoever is with you, no space to a  selfish thinking as "I might be able to change it", because you will not.... people are pretty much antonym to each other even though share some alike characteristics. Inside everybody there is perl and a monster dwelling too close to be just ignored but accepting them, get to fully knowing them, could address you to be able to love them, so there is nothing so powerful than accepting taking those once called Issues as characteristics....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once you transpose the Barrie of the relationship  beginning you will face the second stage of living, that is crucial part for the success of the relation, because even into this stage you can get to know the monster and the perl, things are calming down, you are more usual to certain circumstances such as eye contact, tastes, acts, reactions and so on, but those are still to crud, to soon to really think you know, but life is more warm and too interesting yet, but you think: "Why is it happening? Anyway it is not affecting me, so let it be, I like the person", "You know I would love if him/her could be like this or have this kind of body or do it on bed...", and if you just keep caring it long with no speaking or solving Accepting the Grace you have, those feelings will charge its price later on life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the Crosier Speed, now life is just awesome, somebody to trust and care about, I mean fully care about, share secrets, no fears to talk, no fears to do anything, but even though if you haven't solved your previously "pinpointed issues" soon or later it will take control,  in a really unfair way, because those feelings are so deep inside that I can even say they are now up-side-down... So, instead you feel like something is wrong to you, as human we are, the other will be the very problem, you than start looking aside, but what are you truly looking aside? The same missing thing inside you,  the thing you never tried to face about, you just applied a patchwork instead accepting.  The person that is with you will never be the cutest person ever, but you can make it true inside of you, for it you just have to feel deep inside, make it true, we have that power once understanding what is a relationship, there is no such thing as I like this kind or that kind of person, it is just a appeasing lie to yourself, you will never find the perfect person, but instead, why not turn that very person into one? The question is, Who truly comes along you saying I will follow you over life? Who truly offered to be a Candle to enlighten all your fears and happiness over your life pathway, who would take down all tabus to just get you wherever it comes necessary, look inside your eyes to just say chiefly: "You are not alone, I am not just here, I am Always here!", Who could offer you Cuddles in a chilly night? Who? If all that questions could be answered straight way from your very bitter and distressed Heart, please don't go along something new, Because, First we are fully able to look and see the future through everybody eyes, I can tell you, must the time the only thing among new things are about "beauty, body, newness and curiosity" but can you really see: "Amiability, kindlines, loveliness, partnership, long term ready off-showing and eager for you?", sorry but if it stills meaning the last option, do not go along things that could not even be sure, because for sure you will find happiness again, but why looking over time through time for it, if you already have it? You know why? Because you have unsolved the very small "off-features" once realized in the beginning, now, then, is time to stop, get back for whoever you know is truly by your side, look deep inside the person eyes for few moments and read this text from there, and you will realize you always have the happiness right beneath your noose, and you got a "cold" that didn't allowed you to smell it very sweet love's smelling.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope this thoughts can help somebody else, as it has done once.&lt;/div&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/3631463521322948339-6457188529690844687?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6457188529690844687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6457188529690844687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6457188529690844687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6457188529690844687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/up-side-down-feelings-from-y-era.html' title='Up-Side-Down feelings from the Y era!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-808809905121553088</id><published>2010-06-21T14:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:57:50.760-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Goo Goo Dolls - Iris</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was listening this music, and I even posted its lyrics over here once, but the only thing I would like to ask is to however it concerns to go for it and read it!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;or here, by video to remember who you are:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;&lt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpO9MSEWpxc"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goo goo dolls - Iris - Video Music&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &gt;&gt;&lt;/i&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/3631463521322948339-808809905121553088?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/808809905121553088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=808809905121553088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/808809905121553088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/808809905121553088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/goo-goo-dolls-iris_21.html' title='Goo Goo Dolls - Iris'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-2439515560099089357</id><published>2010-06-21T08:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T08:38:04.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to work</title><content type='html'>I am just getting out from home, I will not say I am not a bit disturbed about the feelings I felt, because I am, but those can not affect me, I am just feeling impotent in front of it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope we all can have a good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-2439515560099089357?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/2439515560099089357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=2439515560099089357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2439515560099089357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2439515560099089357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/going-to-work.html' title='Going to work'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-8287627918935716761</id><published>2010-06-20T18:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:55:57.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to talk with god myself!</title><content type='html'>Things are so perfect, that I am being taken to a God's House to say Hi! I do have tons of things to thanking him for! So, here I go, even when the destine tried to stop me to go, He made it happens, and I am going no matter what, and trying to setup a beautiful smile as I had few weeks ago, because I know how much is him loving me! Thanks God, Thank you my Dad! I really do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-8287627918935716761?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8287627918935716761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8287627918935716761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8287627918935716761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8287627918935716761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/going-to-talk-with-god-myself.html' title='Going to talk with god myself!'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-7549239482509969779</id><published>2010-06-19T18:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T18:52:54.512-03:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to broaden my outlook on life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-7549239482509969779?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/7549239482509969779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6974212769230701848</id><published>2010-06-19T13:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T14:07:56.521-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ich vermisse dich Selbach</title><content type='html'>My subtitle is meaning more then ever.... and I will take care of it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-6974212769230701848?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6974212769230701848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6974212769230701848' title='0 Comments'/><link 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ngati kameie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I could heard through, but let it keep ticking... tack... tick... tack...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-6643190593385072201?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6643190593385072201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6643190593385072201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6643190593385072201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6643190593385072201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-see-you.html' title='As the Na&apos;ive&apos;s use to say: Oel ngati kameie'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-2717056306744407809</id><published>2010-06-18T10:32:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:31:02.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I may be...</title><content type='html'>May be I am crazy for keeping on some hopes, but I don't care, I am caring those feelings alone now, I ain't bother or go for anybody that doesn't want it, although I'm like that, ready... Those feelings will keep me up and running, even though they look like only dreams, I still stuck in things I read that would believe we had a incorruptible and faithful relationship and I'm wanting to still believing on it ill remain in the end of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I want to be A light, to light up the pathway out of the "Pandora's box", and make yourself feel home."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-2717056306744407809?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/2717056306744407809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=2717056306744407809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2717056306744407809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2717056306744407809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-may-be.html' title='I may be...'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-1383872193722692105</id><published>2010-06-18T10:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T12:06:14.086-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Keane - Hamburger Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This music is a latter for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;&lt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=21iKBqBF-5c"&gt;Youtube: Hamburger song with lyrics&lt;/a&gt;  &gt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I dont want to be adored&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dont want to be first in line&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or make myself heard&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Id like to bring a little light&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To shine a light on your life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;To make you feel loved&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, I dont want to be the only one you know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be the place you call home&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I lay myself down to make it so&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But you dont want to know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I give much more than Id ever ask for&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will you see me in the end?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or is it just a waste of time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trying to be your friend?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just shine, shine, shine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shine a little light&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shine a light on my life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And warm me up again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fool, I wonder if you know yourself at all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know that it could be so simple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I lay myself down to make it so&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But you dont want to know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You take much more than Id ever ask for&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Say a word or two to brighten my day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you think that you could see your way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To lay yourself down and make it so?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But you dont want to know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You take much more than Id ever ask for&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/3631463521322948339-1383872193722692105?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/1383872193722692105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=1383872193722692105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1383872193722692105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1383872193722692105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/keane-hamburger-song.html' title='Keane - Hamburger Song'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-1175860674796112583</id><published>2010-06-18T08:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T13:28:52.290-03:00</updated><title type='text'>how Keane says...</title><content type='html'>A empty house is not a home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-1175860674796112583?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/1175860674796112583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=1175860674796112583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1175860674796112583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1175860674796112583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-keane-said.html' title='how Keane says...'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-5280418804454395516</id><published>2010-06-18T07:34:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T19:12:11.938-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Asking God</title><content type='html'>I had a really unquiet night, waking up a lot, dealing with strange feelings like running away from Rio, but I know they are just because I'm still judging myself to much and  sad about I was believing I could be special for somebody else, I'm just praying god to make me believe what I read would be true. Now the only thing I can do to not make me fall blue is write my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But above all I have been prying a lot, I am even wearing a prying to ask good to help somebody else to get ride of this miserable situation that got into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though I really hope I can have the grace to meet and just hear at least a "how are you..." I will keep waiting. I know how that person is, pretty much, now those words can mean things, but once outside the "Pandora's box" will regret it all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I told some post behind, "I barely understand why, but I know in some how it is right.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope God has been gentle and is allowing that person to have all the appropriate insight about what is going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;God,  just save that person, please, because there is no rotting pain worse then feel Blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us all, I wish a peaceful Friday, and might the God Light Up the darkness Blue that person got into.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-5280418804454395516?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/5280418804454395516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=5280418804454395516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/5280418804454395516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/5280418804454395516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/asking-god.html' title='Asking God'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-8716974242606708236</id><published>2010-06-17T18:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:48:56.017-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TBqYOZvvHWI/AAAAAAAAASw/agkWEkHineI/s1600/sonow_patrol_chasing_cars.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TBqYOZvvHWI/AAAAAAAAASw/agkWEkHineI/s400/sonow_patrol_chasing_cars.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483862869473697122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We'll do it all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On our own&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We don't need&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or anyone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I lay here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I just lay here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Would you lie with me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And just forget the world?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't quite know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How to say&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How I feel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Those three words&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are said too much&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They're not enough&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I lay here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I just lay here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Would you lie with me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And just forget the world?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before we get too old&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Show me a garden&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's bursting into life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let's waste time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chasing cars&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Around our heads&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need your grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To remind me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To find my own&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I lay here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I just lay here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Would you lie with me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And just forget the world?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before we get too old&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Show me a garden&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's bursting into life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All that I am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All that I ever was&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They're all I can see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know where&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Confused about how as well&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just know that these things&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will never change for us at all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I lay here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I just lay here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Would you lie with me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And just forget the world?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-8716974242606708236?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/8716974242606708236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=8716974242606708236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8716974242606708236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/8716974242606708236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/snow-patrol-chasing-cars.html' title='Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/TBqYOZvvHWI/AAAAAAAAASw/agkWEkHineI/s72-c/sonow_patrol_chasing_cars.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-1974279746855877268</id><published>2010-06-17T14:47:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:42:52.432-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem based on Snow Patrol - Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Light Up, Light Up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I barely Understand Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;but I know in some how it is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Light Up, Light Up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The waiting must became far,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;but I ain't give up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;doesn't matter how hard to try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A place that last behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Place to appease you tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;To warm your feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;To stole you a Smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;To make you sleep Tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia; min-height: 10.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 9.0px Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Light Up, Light Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-1974279746855877268?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/1974279746855877268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=1974279746855877268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1974279746855877268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/1974279746855877268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/poem-based-on-snow-patrol-run.html' title='A poem based on Snow Patrol - Run'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-2705006435955594979</id><published>2010-06-17T10:56:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T15:52:10.807-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking about somewhere only we "Knew"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That music meant a lot for me, specially today I am missing and singing sounds trying to appease my frustration in believing I could be special for somebody, but I was just a shadow, that lost its power under the first somebody else's tears given away for old wounds it got into... but... Hope one day I can be that person I intended to be once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yz-VEU8MeMw"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Natasha Bedingfield - Somewhere Only We Know - LIVE LOUNGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631463521322948339-2705006435955594979?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/2705006435955594979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=2705006435955594979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2705006435955594979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/2705006435955594979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/talking-about-somewhere-on-we-knew.html' title='Talking about somewhere only we &quot;Knew&quot;'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631463521322948339.post-6290984901153385935</id><published>2010-06-17T10:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T10:25:44.903-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Keane - We might as well be strangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I dont know your face no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Or feel the touch that I adore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I dont know your face no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Its just a place Im looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 13.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We might as well be strangers in another town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We might as well be living in a different world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We might as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We might as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We might as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 13.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I dont know your thoughts these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Were strangers in an empty space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I dont understand your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Its easier to be apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 13.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We might as well be strangers in another town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We might as well be living in another time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We might as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We might as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We might as well be strangers! Be strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 13.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For all I know of you now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For all I know of you now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For all I know of you now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For all I know of you now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 13.0px;"&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/3631463521322948339-6290984901153385935?l=solariun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/feeds/6290984901153385935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631463521322948339&amp;postID=6290984901153385935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6290984901153385935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631463521322948339/posts/default/6290984901153385935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solariun.blogspot.com/2010/06/keane-we-might-as-well-be-strangers_17.html' title='Keane - We might as well be strangers'/><author><name>Gustavo Campos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18054054417713425718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F1fEliv0xj4/R_jIRoSu2JI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DGM1xvUFDE/S220/Foto2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
