<?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-1459521453003505140</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:20:00.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maktub - Urko</title><subtitle type='html'>Reflexiones de Urko</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urko-maktub.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1459521453003505140/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urko-maktub.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Urko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14431867635266939812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGNuU1GUgNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gGa1ULwVDaE/S220/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1459521453003505140.post-1739724663809161787</id><published>2008-06-27T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T08:12:35.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frase para pensar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;¡Lo mejor de todo es que estoy vivo!&lt;br /&gt;algunos no pueden decir lo mismo....&lt;br /&gt;¡ya que  estan muertos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1459521453003505140-1739724663809161787?l=urko-maktub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urko-maktub.blogspot.com/feeds/1739724663809161787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1459521453003505140&amp;postID=1739724663809161787' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1459521453003505140/posts/default/1739724663809161787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1459521453003505140/posts/default/1739724663809161787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urko-maktub.blogspot.com/2008/06/frase-para-pensar.html' title='Frase para pensar...'/><author><name>Urko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14431867635266939812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGNuU1GUgNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gGa1ULwVDaE/S220/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1459521453003505140.post-7886660965903369867</id><published>2008-06-26T03:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:33:02.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGQLAGwqQOI/AAAAAAAAABw/tmMHV60sIMk/s1600-h/TQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGQLAGwqQOI/AAAAAAAAABw/tmMHV60sIMk/s320/TQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216306364844490978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Segun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; la R.A.E. esto es el amor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="eEtimo"&gt;&lt;a&gt;Del&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="latín, latino o latina"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;amor, -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ōris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 1.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrv"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrv" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Sentimiento intenso del ser humano que, partiendo de su propia insuficiencia, necesita y busca el encuentro y unión con otro ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 2.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Sentimiento hacia otra persona que naturalmente nos atrae y que, procurando reciprocidad en el deseo de unión, nos completa, alegra y da energía para convivir, comunicarnos y crear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 3.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Sentimiento de afecto, inclinación y entrega a alguien o algo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 4.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Tendencia a la unión sexual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 5.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Blandura, suavidad. &lt;span class="eEjemplo"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuidar el jardín con amor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 6.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Persona amada. &lt;span class="eAbrv" title="Usado también en plural con el mismo significado que en singular"&gt;U. t. en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. con el mismo significado que en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="eEjemplo"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Para llevarle un don a sus amores&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 7.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Esmero con que se trabaja una obra deleitándose en ella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 8.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrv"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrv" title="poco usado o usada, poco usados o usadas"&gt;p. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Apetito sexual de los animales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 9.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrv"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrv" title="anticuado o anticuada"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Voluntad, consentimiento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 10.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrv"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrv" title="anticuado o anticuada"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Convenio o ajuste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 11.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrv" title="plural"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Relaciones amorosas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 12.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="plural"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Objeto de cariño especial para alguien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_13"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 13.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="nombre masculino"&gt;m.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrvNoEdit" title="plural"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Expresiones de &lt;span class="eRefLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;amor,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; caricias, requiebros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt;¿Sabes lo que digo yo? ¿para que saber que es el amor si puedes sentirlo y disfrutarlo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt;No todo tiene una definición... y si no la tiene es que es algo importante para la vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt;Piensa que siempre que te enamoras, es algo bueno, nunca es algo malo... siempre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;aprenderás&lt;/span&gt; de lo que te pase en esos momentos... seas o no seas correspondido, sea o no sea un amor a distancia... La vida es una asignatura en la que no valen las chuletas, lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;único&lt;/span&gt; que vale es pencar y pencar para al final de todo en septiembre aprobar con nota y saber que todas las leches que te has metido han valido para algo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Enamórate&lt;/span&gt;, se feliz, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sonríe&lt;/span&gt;, todo llega ... "está escrito"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGNxqqt17nI/AAAAAAAAABY/NXnU8B640bU/s1600-h/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manolo Garcia - Si te vienes conmigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P1Ow721K970&amp;amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P1Ow721K970&amp;amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1459521453003505140-7886660965903369867?l=urko-maktub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urko-maktub.blogspot.com/feeds/7886660965903369867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1459521453003505140&amp;postID=7886660965903369867' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1459521453003505140/posts/default/7886660965903369867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1459521453003505140/posts/default/7886660965903369867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urko-maktub.blogspot.com/2008/06/amor.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>Urko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14431867635266939812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGNuU1GUgNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gGa1ULwVDaE/S220/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGQLAGwqQOI/AAAAAAAAABw/tmMHV60sIMk/s72-c/TQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1459521453003505140.post-2286392273137730853</id><published>2008-06-26T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T03:35:59.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Felicidad hay que buscarla... ¿A qué esperas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGNoaYUikMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iTSb_cY6PBk/s1600-h/felicidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGNoaYUikMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iTSb_cY6PBk/s320/felicidad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216127595839656130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde tiempos remotos el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;único&lt;/span&gt; fin de la humanidad a sido  ser feliz, ¿pero cómo logramos esto?.&lt;br /&gt;Hay muchas maneras de ser feliz, una de ellas es sabiendo que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;algún&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;día&lt;/span&gt; moriremos, es decir siendo lo mas pesimista posible y siguiendo el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tópico&lt;/span&gt; del &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Carpe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Diem&lt;/span&gt;... Pero teniendo en cuenta, que nunca sabremos si morimos de verdad o no, yo descartaría esta... porque para que hacerse ilusiones en que vamos a morir... si luego puede que cuando mas suframos sea en otra vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La única &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;técnica&lt;/span&gt; para ser realmente feliz, es teniendo sueños por los que vivir, teniendo algo por lo que luchar, saber que en el futuro con esfuerzo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;podrás&lt;/span&gt; cumplir eso que tu quieres y que tanto te llena por dentro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una persona triste es una persona &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;desinchada&lt;/span&gt; de sueños, que a perdido la esperanza y no tiene nada por lo que luchar, para ello recomiendo siempre tener un sueño de repuesto en la cartera... ya que en esos momentos podremos sacarlo.. leerlo, levantarnos del suelo y decirle al mundo que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;todavía&lt;/span&gt; tenemos ganas de vivir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Porque nos quedan sueños que cumplir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo voy a luchar por mis sueños"... ¿y tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daniel Powter - Bad Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j7g6LenMQ5E&amp;amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j7g6LenMQ5E&amp;amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1459521453003505140-2286392273137730853?l=urko-maktub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urko-maktub.blogspot.com/feeds/2286392273137730853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1459521453003505140&amp;postID=2286392273137730853' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1459521453003505140/posts/default/2286392273137730853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1459521453003505140/posts/default/2286392273137730853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urko-maktub.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-felicidad-hay-que-buscarla-qu.html' title='La Felicidad hay que buscarla... ¿A qué esperas?'/><author><name>Urko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14431867635266939812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGNuU1GUgNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gGa1ULwVDaE/S220/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGNoaYUikMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iTSb_cY6PBk/s72-c/felicidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1459521453003505140.post-1184751459922443941</id><published>2008-06-25T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:03:36.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pod-Sleeping Awake</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180" height="23" bgcolor="#FBFBFB" id="radioblog_player_-1" FlashVars="id=-1&amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen2?u=18yck5WdvN3Ln9Gbi5ybpRWYy9yZvxmYvlGZhJ3LnJ3buEGdzlmdyVGdsFmL5pnepFGb/Pod_Sleeping%2520Awake.rbs&amp;colors=body:#FBFBFB;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#66FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1459521453003505140-1184751459922443941?l=urko-maktub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urko-maktub.blogspot.com/feeds/1184751459922443941/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1459521453003505140&amp;postID=1184751459922443941' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1459521453003505140/posts/default/1184751459922443941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1459521453003505140/posts/default/1184751459922443941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urko-maktub.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Pod-Sleeping Awake'/><author><name>Urko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14431867635266939812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L5zUwm1mePY/SGNuU1GUgNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gGa1ULwVDaE/S220/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
