<?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-3505340953904814953</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:26:43.127+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Landing among the stars</title><subtitle type='html'>One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture and, if it were possible, speak a few reasonable words</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-2193847213762443609</id><published>2008-10-15T02:41:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:41:01.083+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Calcutta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    El día más bello: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The most beautiful day: Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lo más fácil: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Equivocarse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The easiest thing: being mistaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  El obstáculo más grande: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El miedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The largest obstacle: the fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  El mayor error: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abandonarse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The biggest mistake: to let oneself go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  La raíz de todos los males: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El egoísmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The root of all evil: the selfishness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  La peor derrota: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El desaliento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The worst defeat: the discouragement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Los mejores maestros: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Los niños&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The best teachers: the children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  La primera necesidad: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comunicarse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The first need: to comunicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  La mayor satisfacción: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ser útil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The biggest satisfaction: being useful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  El misterio más grande: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La muerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The greatest mistery: the death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Un peligro: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La mentira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A danger: the lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  El sentimiento más ruin: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El rencor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The meanest feeling: the resentment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  El regalo más bello: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El perdón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The most beautiful present: the forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lo más imprescindible: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El hogar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The essential: home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  La ruta más rápida: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El camino correcto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The quickest road: the right way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  La sensación más grata: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La paz interior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The most pleasant sensation: the inner peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  El arma más eficaz: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La sonrisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The most effective weapon: the smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  El mejor remedio: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El optimismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The best remedy: optimism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  La fuerza más potente: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The most powerful strengh: faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lo más hermoso: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The most magnificent: love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry for the English translation, it was me, couldn't find it)&lt;br /&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/3505340953904814953-2193847213762443609?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2193847213762443609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=2193847213762443609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/2193847213762443609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/2193847213762443609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/calcutta.html' title='Calcutta'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-1865050070852877700</id><published>2008-10-13T00:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:38:58.752+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Darkness - I believe in a thing called love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6-4VOLeKBOw&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6-4VOLeKBOw&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel&lt;br /&gt;My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching you, touching me&lt;br /&gt;touching you, god you're touching me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in a thing called love&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to the rhythm of my heart&lt;br /&gt;There's a chance we could make it now&lt;br /&gt;We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;I believe in a thing called love&lt;br /&gt;Ooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day&lt;br /&gt;You got me in a spin but everythin' is A.OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching you, touching me&lt;br /&gt;touching you, god you're touching me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in a thing called love&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to the rhythm of my heart&lt;br /&gt;There's a chance we could make it now&lt;br /&gt;We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;I believe in a thing called love&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! Guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching you, touching me&lt;br /&gt;touching you, god you're touching me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in a thing called love&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to the rhythm of my heart&lt;br /&gt;There's a chance we could make it now&lt;br /&gt;We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;I believe in a thing called love&lt;br /&gt;Ooh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-1865050070852877700?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1865050070852877700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=1865050070852877700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/1865050070852877700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/1865050070852877700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/darkness-i-believe-in-thing-called-love.html' title='The Darkness - I believe in a thing called love'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-8465219003265933471</id><published>2008-10-13T00:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:56:05.535+02:00</updated><title type='text'>No te detengas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Still looking for the original author and the English version...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dejes que termine el día sin haber crecido un poco,&lt;br /&gt;sin haber sido feliz, sin haber aumentado tus sueños.&lt;br /&gt;No te dejes vencer por el desaliento.&lt;br /&gt;No permitas que nadie te quite el derecho a expresarte,&lt;br /&gt;que es casi un deber.&lt;br /&gt;No abandones las ansias de hacer de tu vida algo extraordinario.&lt;br /&gt;No dejes de creer que las palabras y las poesías&lt;br /&gt;sí pueden cambiar el mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Pase lo que pase nuestra esencia está intacta.&lt;br /&gt;Somos seres llenos de pasión.&lt;br /&gt;La vida es desierto y oasis.&lt;br /&gt;Nos derriba, nos lastima,&lt;br /&gt;nos enseña,&lt;br /&gt;nos convierte en protagonistas&lt;br /&gt;de nuestra propia historia.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque el viento sople en contra,&lt;br /&gt;la poderosa obra continúa:&lt;br /&gt;Tu puedes aportar una estrofa.&lt;br /&gt;No dejes nunca de soñar,&lt;br /&gt;porque en sueños es libre el hombre.&lt;br /&gt;No caigas en el peor de los errores:&lt;br /&gt;el silencio.&lt;br /&gt;La mayoría vive en un silencio espantoso.&lt;br /&gt;No te resignes.&lt;br /&gt;Huye.&lt;br /&gt;"Emito mis alaridos por los techos de este mundo",&lt;br /&gt;dice el poeta.&lt;br /&gt;Valora la belleza de las cosas simples.&lt;br /&gt;Se puede hacer bella poesía sobre pequeñas cosas,&lt;br /&gt;pero no podemos remar en contra de nosotros mismos.&lt;br /&gt;Eso transforma la vida en un infierno.&lt;br /&gt;Disfruta del pánico que te provoca&lt;br /&gt;tener la vida por delante.&lt;br /&gt;Vívela intensamente,&lt;br /&gt;sin mediocridad.&lt;br /&gt;Piensa que en ti está el futuro&lt;br /&gt;y encara la tarea con orgullo y sin miedo.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende de quienes puedan enseñarte.&lt;br /&gt;Las experiencias de quienes nos precedieron&lt;br /&gt;de nuestros "poetas muertos",&lt;br /&gt;te ayudan a caminar por la vida&lt;br /&gt;La sociedad de hoy somos nosotros:&lt;br /&gt;Los "poetas vivos".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; No permitas que la vida te pase a ti sin que la vivas ...&lt;/span&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/3505340953904814953-8465219003265933471?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8465219003265933471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=8465219003265933471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/8465219003265933471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/8465219003265933471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-te-detengas.html' title='No te detengas'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-5410680635365155948</id><published>2008-10-08T10:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:10:00.185+02:00</updated><title type='text'>If - Kipling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; If you can keep your head when all about you&lt;br /&gt;Are losing     theirs and blaming it on you,&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt     you,&lt;br /&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you can wait and not     be tired by waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,&lt;br /&gt;Or being     hated, don't give way to hating,&lt;br /&gt;And yet don't look too good, nor talk too     wise:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; If you can dream - and not make dreams your master,&lt;br /&gt;If you can     think - and not make thoughts your aim;&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and     Disaster&lt;br /&gt;And treat those two impostors just the same;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you can bear to     hear the truth you've spoken&lt;br /&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for     fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,&lt;br /&gt;And stoop and     build 'em up with worn-out tools:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;br /&gt;And risk it all     on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;br /&gt;And lose, and start again at your     beginnings&lt;br /&gt;And never breath a word about your loss;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you can force your     heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;To serve your turn long after they are     gone,&lt;br /&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;br /&gt;Except the Will which     says to them: "Hold on!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Or walk with     kings - nor lose the common touch,&lt;br /&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can     hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you can fill     the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,&lt;br /&gt;Yours     is the Earth and everything that's in it,&lt;br /&gt;And - which is more - you'll be a     Man, my son!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si guardas en tu puesto la cabeza tranquila,&lt;br /&gt;cuando todo a tu lado es cabeza perdida.&lt;br /&gt;Si tienes en ti mismo una fe que te niegan&lt;br /&gt;y no desprecias nunca las dudas que ellos tengan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si esperas en tu puesto, sin fatiga en la espera.&lt;br /&gt;Si engañado, no engañas.&lt;br /&gt;Si no buscas más odio, que el odio que te tengan.&lt;br /&gt;Si eres bueno, y no finges ser mejor de lo que eres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si al hablar no exageras, lo que sabes y quieres.&lt;br /&gt;Si sueñas y los sueños no te hacen su esclavo.&lt;br /&gt;Si piensas y rechazas lo que piensas en vano.&lt;br /&gt;Si alcanzas el TRIUNFO ó llega tu DERROTA,&lt;br /&gt;y a los dos impostores les tratas de igual forma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si logras que se sepa la verdad que has hablado,&lt;br /&gt;a pesar del sofisma del Orbe encanallado.&lt;br /&gt;Si vuelves al comienzo de la obra perdida,&lt;br /&gt;aunque esta obra sea la de toda tu vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si arriesgas de un golpe y lleno de alegría,&lt;br /&gt;tus ganancias de siempre a la suerte de un día,&lt;br /&gt;y pierdes, y te lanzas de nuevo a la pelea,&lt;br /&gt;sin decir nada a nadie lo que eres, ni lo que eras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si logras que los nervios y el corazón te asistan,&lt;br /&gt;aún después de su fuga, en tu cuerpo en fatiga,&lt;br /&gt;y se agarren contigo, cuando no quede nada,&lt;br /&gt;porque tú lo deseas, lo quieres y mandas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si hablas con el pueblo, y guardas la virtud.&lt;br /&gt;Si marchas junto a Reyes, con tu paso y tu luz.&lt;br /&gt;Si nadie que te hiera, llega a hacerte la herida.&lt;br /&gt;Si todos te reclaman, y ninguno te precisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si llenas el minuto inolvidable y cierto,&lt;br /&gt;de sesenta segundos, que te llevan al cielo.&lt;br /&gt;TODO lo de esta Tierra será de tu dominio,&lt;br /&gt;Y mucho más aún ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡ Serás HOMBRE, hijo mío !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-5410680635365155948?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5410680635365155948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=5410680635365155948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/5410680635365155948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/5410680635365155948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-kipling.html' title='If - Kipling'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-1075289745919484144</id><published>2008-10-08T00:05:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:07:27.241+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to South Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/psPgl2VL-5s&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/psPgl2VL-5s&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/3505340953904814953-1075289745919484144?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1075289745919484144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=1075289745919484144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/1075289745919484144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/1075289745919484144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-to-south-africa.html' title='Going to South Africa'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-6975535391047766512</id><published>2008-10-07T14:28:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:31:25.358+02:00</updated><title type='text'>John Frusciante - Time Tonight</title><content type='html'>Back home I thought of this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zufGw8N43F4&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zufGw8N43F4&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For changing lines&lt;br /&gt;I've got no time tonight&lt;br /&gt;In these times the wind surpasses the tide&lt;br /&gt;when the wake ups hard to find&lt;br /&gt;dreams make up for your life&lt;br /&gt;This crazy shine it never lets you die&lt;br /&gt;Growing up&lt;br /&gt;We become what we want&lt;br /&gt;Again the moon rises up too high&lt;br /&gt;And we don't need the sky&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what it is that makes the world turn slower&lt;br /&gt;wonder what it is that makes me feel so mad&lt;br /&gt;everyone that talks to me I so wish wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't even care exept I feel so bad&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad&lt;br /&gt;why is there noone in my life&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;there's no time tonight&lt;br /&gt;Wide&lt;br /&gt;there's no room to see wide&lt;br /&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;There's no time tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's noone in my life&lt;br /&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/3505340953904814953-6975535391047766512?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6975535391047766512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=6975535391047766512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/6975535391047766512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/6975535391047766512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/josn-frusciante-time-tonight.html' title='John Frusciante - Time Tonight'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-8614831174520671447</id><published>2008-10-05T01:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T01:50:59.837+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh Rouse - Winter in the Hamptons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qd_kN9PyU8A&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qd_kN9PyU8A&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Here we go&lt;br /&gt;Singin' our songs with our soul&lt;br /&gt;Winter has gone&lt;br /&gt;Where do we belong&lt;br /&gt;We have stayed too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night&lt;br /&gt;So uptight we get stoned&lt;br /&gt;Sit in the Hamptons&lt;br /&gt;It is too cold&lt;br /&gt;We have stayed too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is finally here&lt;br /&gt;And we're so well dressed&lt;br /&gt;It's a talent and it's our style&lt;br /&gt;So put on your hat&lt;br /&gt;Because the forecast is rain clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never know&lt;br /&gt;American scene's such a bore&lt;br /&gt;Embarassing&lt;br /&gt;Still, we are hangin' on&lt;br /&gt;We have stayed too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;Take a gypsy to Eurosize&lt;br /&gt;Our money is gone&lt;br /&gt;Where do we belong&lt;br /&gt;We have stayed too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of livin' here&lt;br /&gt;It's such a mess&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the government they're all liars&lt;br /&gt;So put on your hat&lt;br /&gt;Because the forecast is rain clouds  &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/3505340953904814953-8614831174520671447?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8614831174520671447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=8614831174520671447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/8614831174520671447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/8614831174520671447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/josh.html' title='Josh Rouse - Winter in the Hamptons'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-6343825084941382639</id><published>2008-10-03T13:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:35:00.242+02:00</updated><title type='text'>+ 10 idées positives</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;N'ouvre la bouche que si tu es sûr que ce que tu vas dire est plus beau que le silence. Proverbe arabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;C'est une belle harmonie quand le dire et le faire vont ensemble. Montaigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Il n'y a que deux conduites avec la vie: ou on la rêve ou on l'accomplit. René Char&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;La vie passe, rapide caravane! Arrête ta monture et cherche à être heureux. Omar Khayyam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tant de mains pour transformer ce monde, et si peu de regards pour le contempler. Julien Gracq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vivre en pleine conscience, ralentir son pas et goûter chaque seconde et chaque respiration, cela suffit. Thich Nhat Hanh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hâte - toi de bien vivre et songe que chaque jour est à lui seul une vie. Sénèque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Un mot prononcé avec bienveillance engendre la confiance. Une pensée exprimée avec bienveillance engendre la profondeur. Un bienfait accordé avec bienveillance engendre l'amour. Lao-Tseu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;L'essentiel n'est pas ce que l'on fait de l'homme, mais ce qu'il fait de lui même à partir de ce qu'on lui a donné. Jean Paul Sartre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;La sagesse este de voir le nouveau dans l'ordinaire, en s'accommodant du mond tel qu'il est. Santoka&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-6343825084941382639?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6343825084941382639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=6343825084941382639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/6343825084941382639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/6343825084941382639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-ides-positives_03.html' title='+ 10 idées positives'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-6338437833559707370</id><published>2008-10-02T13:06:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:13:39.597+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink - Who Knew</title><content type='html'>Another basic of this year, provided by Eva :) essential on Friday afternoons!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/25YGws-PWIk&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/25YGws-PWIk&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You took my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You showed me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You promised me you'd be around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Uh huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; That's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I took your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And I believed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; In everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You said to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Yeah huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; That's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; If someone said three years from now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You'd be long gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'd stand up and punch them out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Cause they're all wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I know better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Cause you said forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Who knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Remember when we were such fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And so convinced and just too cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; No no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I wish I could touch you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I wish I could still call you friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'd give anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; When someone said count your blessings now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; 'fore they're long gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I guess I just didn't know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I was all wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; They knew better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Still you said forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Who knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Yeah yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'll keep you locked in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Until we meet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Until we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Until we meet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And I won't forget you my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; What happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; If someone said three years from now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You'd be long gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'd stand up and punch them out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Cause they're all wrong and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; That last kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'll cherish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Until we meet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And time makes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; It harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I wish I could remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But I keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Your memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You visit me in my sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; My darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Who knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; My darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; My darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Who knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; My darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; My darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Who knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Who knew&lt;/span&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/3505340953904814953-6338437833559707370?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6338437833559707370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=6338437833559707370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/6338437833559707370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/6338437833559707370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/pink-who-knew.html' title='Pink - Who Knew'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-8831872424507734476</id><published>2008-10-01T07:30:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T07:39:51.272+02:00</updated><title type='text'>10 idées positives</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Le vrai bonheur ne dépend d'aucun être, d'aucun objet extérieur. Il ne depend que de nous. Le Dalai Lama&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;La sagesse, c'est d'avoir des rêves suffisamment grands pour ne pas les perdre de vue quand on les poursuit. Oscar Wilde&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;J'ai décidé d'être heureux parce que c'est bon pour la santé. Voltaire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;En verité le chemin importe peu, la volonté d'arriver suffit à tout. Albert Camus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chaque fois qu'un homme sourit, il ajoute quelque chose à la durée de sa vie. Laurence Sterne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Le bonheur est né de l'altruisme et le malheur de l'égoïsme. Proverbe bouddhiste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Négliger les petites choses sous prétexte qu'on voudrait en faire des grandes, c'est l'excuse des lâches. Alexandra David-Neel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;L'espace d'une vie este le même, qu'on le passe en chantant ou en pleurant. Proverbe japonais&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ne demeure pas dans le passé, ne rêve pas du futur, concentre ton esprit sur le moment présent. Siddharta Gautama&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ils ne savaient pas que c'était impossible, alors ils l'ont fait. Mark Twain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-8831872424507734476?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8831872424507734476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=8831872424507734476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/8831872424507734476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/8831872424507734476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-ides-positives.html' title='10 idées positives'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-6721932967412074776</id><published>2008-09-30T15:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:00:02.339+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Editors - An end has a start</title><content type='html'>Not my favourite, but still... today I am leaving Paris after a year, and Editors had a big role on my soundtrack, same as Maren. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ozYd-PlcvVs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ozYd-PlcvVs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that it's&lt;br /&gt;Gonna rain again today&lt;br /&gt;There's a devil at your side&lt;br /&gt;But an angel on her way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone hit the light&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's more here to be seen&lt;br /&gt;When you caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;I saw everywhere I'd been&lt;br /&gt;And wanna go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came on your own&lt;br /&gt;That's how you'll leave&lt;br /&gt;With hope in your hands&lt;br /&gt;And air to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't disappoint you&lt;br /&gt;As you fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Some things should be simple&lt;br /&gt;Even an end has a start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone hit the light&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's more here to be seen&lt;br /&gt;When you caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;I saw everywhere I'd been&lt;br /&gt;And wanna go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came on your own&lt;br /&gt;That's how you'll leave&lt;br /&gt;With hope in your hands&lt;br /&gt;And air to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lose everything&lt;br /&gt;By the end&lt;br /&gt;Still my broken limbs&lt;br /&gt;You find time to mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more people&lt;br /&gt;I know are getting ill&lt;br /&gt;Pull something good from&lt;br /&gt;The ashes now be still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came on your own&lt;br /&gt;That's how you'll leave&lt;br /&gt;With hope in your hands&lt;br /&gt;And air to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lose everything&lt;br /&gt;By the end&lt;br /&gt;Still my broken limbs&lt;br /&gt;You choose to mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came on your own&lt;br /&gt;That's how you'll leave&lt;br /&gt;You came on your own&lt;br /&gt;That's how you'll leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came on your own&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/3505340953904814953-6721932967412074776?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6721932967412074776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=6721932967412074776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/6721932967412074776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/6721932967412074776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/editors-end-has-start.html' title='Editors - An end has a start'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-2630962539826109888</id><published>2008-09-29T15:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:00:01.188+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua Radin - Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrjR0ipmYHs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrjR0ipmYHs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke, dreaming we had broke&lt;br /&gt;dreaming you left me&lt;br /&gt;for someone new&lt;br /&gt;and you cried, drying those brown eyes&lt;br /&gt;crying you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;sorry won't do, but&lt;br /&gt;this is the way i need to wake&lt;br /&gt;i wake to you&lt;br /&gt;and you never left me, all that i'd dreamt had been untrue&lt;br /&gt;open my eyes, i see sky&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, oh oh, you know&lt;br /&gt;the way to keep me on my toes&lt;br /&gt;i, i , i... will be fine&lt;br /&gt;just say you'll stay forever mine&lt;br /&gt;til we fall asleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we had a great fight&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep in&lt;br /&gt;horrible state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than dreamt that you loved my best friend&lt;br /&gt;my heart would not mend&lt;br /&gt;seemed it was fate but&lt;br /&gt;this is the way i need to wake&lt;br /&gt;i wake to you&lt;br /&gt;and you never left me&lt;br /&gt;all that I'd dreamt had been untrue&lt;br /&gt;open my eyes, i see sky&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, oh oh you know the way to keep me on my toes&lt;br /&gt;i,i, i... will be fine&lt;br /&gt;just say you'll stay mine forever&lt;br /&gt;til we fall asleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i forget to love you&lt;br /&gt;like i should, love you like i should&lt;br /&gt;but i'd never leave you no i never would i never would&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh oh you know the way to keep me on my toes&lt;br /&gt;i, i, i... will be fine&lt;br /&gt;just say you'll stay forever mine&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh oh you know the way to keep me on my toes&lt;br /&gt;i, i, i... will be fine&lt;br /&gt;I will be fine&lt;br /&gt;just say you'll stay forever mine.&lt;br /&gt;til we fall asleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;til we fall... asleep... tonight&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/3505340953904814953-2630962539826109888?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2630962539826109888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=2630962539826109888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/2630962539826109888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/2630962539826109888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/joshua-radin-sky.html' title='Joshua Radin - Sky'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-3684676015515205396</id><published>2008-09-29T01:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T01:26:01.252+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenna - Sun Red Sky Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PVRBTRlebjY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PVRBTRlebjY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath your skin again&lt;br /&gt;Right below your innocence&lt;br /&gt;I can tell your hesitance&lt;br /&gt;Let me heal the heart of it, my Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me your sun red sky blue, Love I'm falling into you&lt;br /&gt;under a sun red sky blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see through you in this life&lt;br /&gt;Your fingertips have stories fading&lt;br /&gt;I believed I take flight with wings of wax and heart of ice&lt;br /&gt;melted by your blessed eyes, angel hear my cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me your sun red sky blue Love, I'm falling into you&lt;br /&gt;Under a sun red, sky blue I'm giving into you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raise your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Leave blame in the past world&lt;br /&gt;and heaven is in mind and you're here for something more.&lt;br /&gt;It's 11:59 and I'm still believing&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm still believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give me your Sun red sky blue Love, I'm falling into you&lt;br /&gt;under this sun red sky blue, Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving into you&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving into you&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving into you&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun red sky blue&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into you&lt;br /&gt;Giving into you&lt;br /&gt;moving back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun red sky blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving into you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-3684676015515205396?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3684676015515205396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=3684676015515205396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/3684676015515205396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/3684676015515205396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/kenna-sun-red-sky-blue.html' title='Kenna - Sun Red Sky Blue'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-7634480670822402184</id><published>2008-09-27T13:25:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:35:19.101+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingrid Michaelson - You and I</title><content type='html'>We were there!!! Thanks Luisa for proposing it a boring afternoon of July...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WTtDB5xLJ1k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WTtDB5xLJ1k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lyrics yet... album coming next month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-7634480670822402184?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7634480670822402184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-2449010260834360255</id><published>2008-09-26T10:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:52:28.406+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingrid Michaelson - The way I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jJOzdLwvTHA&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were falling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I would catch you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You need a light &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd find a match &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love the way you say good morning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you take me the way I am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are chilly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here take my sweater &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your head is aching &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll make it better &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love the way you call me baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you take me the way I am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd buy you Rogaine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you start losing all your hair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sew on patches &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To all you tear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love you more than I could ever promise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you take me the way I am mmm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you take me the way I am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you take me the way I am &lt;br /&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/3505340953904814953-2449010260834360255?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2449010260834360255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=2449010260834360255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/2449010260834360255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/2449010260834360255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/ingrid-michaelson-way-i-am.html' title='Ingrid Michaelson - The way I am'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-656739785424177147</id><published>2008-09-25T17:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:52:45.260+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Mraz - Clockwatching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lunXHmp5884&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take off, both your, shoes and clothes, I'll follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Undo, corkscrew, drink from the top of a broken bottle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately we're running out of time, aren't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking, often, and calling out our guilty pleasures,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's keep, talking, anything to stop clockwatching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately we're running out of time, aren't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy for running all the time, m-m-m-m-maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's forget we're running out of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off like an airplane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm licking your postage stamp again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm using my right brain and I'm praying that we don't crash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knew I'd cum so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well so what if a two pump chump can't last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I made it to three, and I foreclose a five minute, fantasy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a short-lived flight, making love on economy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No jumping, conclusions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think there's no solution,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's get, backwards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And forget our restless destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's live in this moment just this time, could we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just take one moment of our time m-m-m-m-maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's forget we running out of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off like an airplane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm catching my second wind again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm using my left brain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm righting all my wrongs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm yearning to turn you on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on getting you off, so get on board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well how can I guess by the subject of the best predicate that's left unsaid when the matter is too delicate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My loneliness is evident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're running through my mind and it makes me c-c-crazy cra-cra-crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La la la la la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La la la (ooooooo, so amazing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La la la la la laLa la la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laaaa oh oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laaaaaa lo oh oh oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady, dreamer, you might be the soundest sleeper,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight, sleep tight, and build your nest upon my shoulder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-656739785424177147?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/656739785424177147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-310116093441745477</id><published>2008-09-24T15:58:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:01:37.382+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy Winehouse - Back to Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aygAu1x2uQo&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left no time to regret&lt;br /&gt;Kept his dick wet&lt;br /&gt;With his same old safe bet&lt;br /&gt;Me and my head high&lt;br /&gt;And my tears dry&lt;br /&gt;Get on without my guy&lt;br /&gt;You went back to what you knew&lt;br /&gt;So far removed from all that we went through&lt;br /&gt;And I tread a troubled track&lt;br /&gt;My odds are stacked&lt;br /&gt;I'll go back to black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only said good-bye with words&lt;br /&gt;I died a hundred times&lt;br /&gt;You go back to her&lt;br /&gt;And I go back to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back to us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you much&lt;br /&gt;It's not enough&lt;br /&gt;You love blow and I love puff&lt;br /&gt;And life is like a pipe&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only said goodbye with words&lt;br /&gt;I died a hundred times&lt;br /&gt;You go back to her&lt;br /&gt;And I go back to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,&lt;br /&gt;I go back to&lt;br /&gt;I go back to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only said good-bye with words&lt;br /&gt;I died a hundred times&lt;br /&gt;You go back to her&lt;br /&gt;And I go back to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only said good-bye with words&lt;br /&gt;I died a hundred times&lt;br /&gt;You go back to her&lt;br /&gt;And I go back to black &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-310116093441745477?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/310116093441745477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=310116093441745477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/310116093441745477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/310116093441745477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/amy-winehouse-back-to-black.html' title='Amy Winehouse - Back to Black'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-373282240334547824</id><published>2008-09-23T09:39:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:47:28.341+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Cab For Cutie - I will follow you into the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sfBw0IWwO5U&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love of mine some day you will die&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I'll be close behindI'll follow you into the dark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just our hands clasped so tight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting for the hint of a spark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If Heaven and Hell decide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That they both are satisfied&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If there's no one beside you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When your soul embarks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And I held my tongue as she told me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Son fear is the heart of love"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So I never went back&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If Heaven and Hell decide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That they both are satisfied&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If there's no one beside you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When your soul embarks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You and me have seen everything to see&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;From Bangkok to Calgary&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the soles of your shoes are all worn down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The time for sleep is now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's nothing to cry about'cause we'll hold each other soon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the blackest of rooms&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If Heaven and Hell decide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That they both are satisfied&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Illuminate the No's on their vacancy signs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If there's no one beside you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When your soul embarks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-373282240334547824?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/373282240334547824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=373282240334547824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/373282240334547824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dies slowly he who transforms himself in slave of habit,&lt;br /&gt;repeating every day the same itineraries,&lt;br /&gt;who does not change brand,&lt;br /&gt;does not risk to wear a new color and doesn't talk to whom doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dies slowly he who makes of television his guru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dies slowly he who avoids a passion,&lt;br /&gt;who prefers black to white&lt;br /&gt;and the dots on the "i" to a whirlpool of emotions,&lt;br /&gt;just those ones that recover the gleam from the eyes,&lt;br /&gt;smiles from the yawns,&lt;br /&gt;hearts from the stumbling and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dies slowly he who does not overthrow the table when is unhappy at work,&lt;br /&gt;who does not risk the certain for the uncertain&lt;br /&gt;to go toward that dream that is keeping him awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does not allow, at least one time in life, to flee from sensate advises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dies slowly he who does not travel, does not read,&lt;br /&gt;does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dies slowly he who destroys his self love,&lt;br /&gt;who does not accept somebody's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dies slowly he who passes his days complaining of his bad luck or the incessant rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dies slowly he who abandons a project before starting it,&lt;br /&gt;who does not ask over a subject that does not know&lt;br /&gt;or who does not answer when being asked about something he knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dies slowly he who does not share his emotions, joys and sadness,&lt;br /&gt;who does not trust, who does not even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dies slowly he who does not relive his memories&lt;br /&gt;and continues getting emotional as if living them at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dies slowly he who does not intent excelling,&lt;br /&gt;who does not learn from the stones of the road of life,&lt;br /&gt;who does not love and let somebody love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's avoid death in soft quotes,&lt;br /&gt;remembering always that to be alive demands an effort much bigger&lt;br /&gt;that the simple fact of breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p&gt;*************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;Muere lentamente quien se transforma en esclavo del hábito, repitiendo todos los días los mismos trayectos, quien no cambia de marca, no arriesga vestir un color nuevo y no le habla a quien no conoce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muere lentamente quien hace de la televisión su gurú.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muere lentamente quien evita una pasión, quien prefiere el negro sobre blanco y los puntos sobre las "íes" a un remolino de emociones, justamente las que rescatan el brillo de los ojos, sonrisas de los bostezos, corazones a los tropiezos y sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muere lentamente quien no voltea la mesa cuando está infeliz en el trabajo, quien no arriesga lo cierto por lo incierto para ir detrás de un sueño, quien no se permite por lo menos una vez en la vida, huir de los consejos sensatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muere lentamente quien no viaja, quien no lee, quien no oye música, quien no encuentra gracia en sí mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muere lentamente quien destruye su amor propio, quien no se deja ayudar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muere lentamente, quien pasa los días quejándose de su mala suerte o de la lluvia incesante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muere lentamente, quien abandona un proyecto antes de iniciarlo, no preguntando de un asunto que desconoce o no respondiendo cuando le indagan sobre algo que sabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evitemos la muerte en suaves cuotas, recordando siempre que estar vivo exige un esfuerzo mucho mayor que el simple hecho de respirar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solamente la ardiente paciencia hará que conquistemos una espléndida felicidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/3505340953904814953-6572455380686746420?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6572455380686746420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=6572455380686746420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/6572455380686746420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dvgZkm1xWPE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dvgZkm1xWPE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sweep alone&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing:&lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Catholic choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you go there was never, never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;That was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in.&lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;People could not believe what I'd become&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries Wait&lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string&lt;br /&gt;Oh who would ever want to be king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Catholic choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ooooh Oooh Oooh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Catholic choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-9055457628459551278?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-6687129435477160636</id><published>2008-09-21T00:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:33:12.939+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloc Party - Flux</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WsIMTwVaGyw&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If your right hand is causing you pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cut it off cut it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If your colours have started to run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let them all run, run away from you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There is lightning in this room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Above our heads waiting to strike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im a thinker not a talker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Put your faith, your faith in God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We were hoping for some romance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All we found was more dispair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We must talk about our problems &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We are in a state of Flux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Id kill for an adventure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just you and I in the Curzon Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dancing till we knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So all that we've learnt disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you shouted at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw my father in the second grade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Concerned and kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But yet unable to reach me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We were hoping for some romance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All we found was more dispair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We must talk about our problems &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We are in a State of Flux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;State of Flux &lt;i&gt;[x9]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We need to talk &lt;i&gt;[x5]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We were hoping for some romance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All we found was more dispair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We must talk about our problems &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We are in a state of Flux&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/3505340953904814953-6687129435477160636?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6687129435477160636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=6687129435477160636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/6687129435477160636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/6687129435477160636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/bloc-party-flux.html' title='Bloc Party - Flux'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-3225919625084286397</id><published>2008-09-20T01:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:47:00.335+02:00</updated><title type='text'>old age ain't for sissies</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cannot give you the formula for success, but I can give you the formula for failure, which is: Try to please everbody (Herbert Bayard Swope, Editor)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learning and sex until rigor mortis (Maggie Kuhn's Motto, Activist)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never regret. It it's good, it's wonderful. If it's bad, it's experience (Victoria Holt, Writer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;As long as you can admire and love, then one is young forever (Pablo Casals, Musician)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing happens, and nothing happens, and everything happens (Fay Weldon, Writer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-3225919625084286397?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3225919625084286397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=3225919625084286397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/3225919625084286397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/3225919625084286397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/old-age-aint-for-sissies.html' title='old age ain&apos;t for sissies'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-4160986895573704945</id><published>2008-09-20T01:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:00:01.303+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DeVotchka - How it ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MbZM6ZSlvvY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MbZM6ZSlvvY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your grandmother's Bible to your breast.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna put it to the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You want it to be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;And in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;You know it to be true,&lt;br /&gt;You know what you gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;They all depend on you.&lt;br /&gt;And you already know.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you already know how this will end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no escape,&lt;br /&gt;From the slave-catchers' songs.&lt;br /&gt;For all of the loved ones gone.&lt;br /&gt;Forever's not so long.&lt;br /&gt;And in your soul,&lt;br /&gt;They poked a million holes.&lt;br /&gt;But you never lettem show.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon it's time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Already know.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you already know&lt;br /&gt;How this will end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've seen his face.&lt;br /&gt;And you know that there's a place,&lt;br /&gt;In the sun,&lt;br /&gt;For all that you've done,&lt;br /&gt;For you and your children.&lt;br /&gt;No longer shall you need.&lt;br /&gt;You always wanted to believe,&lt;br /&gt;Just ask and you'll receive,&lt;br /&gt;Beyond your wildest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Already know.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you already know&lt;br /&gt;How this will end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You already know (You already know)&lt;br /&gt;You already know (you already know)&lt;br /&gt;You already love will end.&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/3505340953904814953-4160986895573704945?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4160986895573704945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=4160986895573704945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/4160986895573704945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/4160986895573704945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/devotchka-how-it-ends.html' title='DeVotchka - How it ends'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-5706622327313654795</id><published>2008-09-19T10:34:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:52:29.144+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Después de llevar meses buscando, he logrado encontrar un nuevo fármaco antidepresivo que me está ayudando a entender mejor las cosas de mi puesto de trabajo y estar mas relajada en el. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Desde que lo tomo parezco otra persona, estoy mas tranquila y no me altero por cualquier cosa, soy capaz de organizarme mejor y no tengo tanto trabajo atrasado, incluso estoy haciendo jornada intensiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este nuevo medicamento ya está disponible en todas las farmacias y se vende sin receta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah¡ se me olvidaba, va de maravilla para la conciliación familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247274946483046866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4TmHIoY5Nk/SNIQwzftydI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/dIkF-mMARQY/s400/melasuda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-5706622327313654795?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5706622327313654795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=5706622327313654795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/5706622327313654795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/5706622327313654795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/despus-de-llevar-meses-buscando-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z4TmHIoY5Nk/SNIQwzftydI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/dIkF-mMARQY/s72-c/melasuda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-8016019987034753155</id><published>2008-09-19T01:01:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:01:00.954+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Motion City Soundtrack - Fell in love without you</title><content type='html'>Acoustic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tLD5HV-BRCM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tLD5HV-BRCM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I fell in love without you.&lt;br /&gt;I waved goodbye to that heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;Eating solo on your lawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every aching wound will cauterize and bruise&lt;br /&gt;In memory of what we used to call in love&lt;br /&gt;And only time will tell if violins will swell&lt;br /&gt;In memory of what we used to call in love&lt;br /&gt;Used to call it love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I fell in love without you&lt;br /&gt;The cou de gras that set me off&lt;br /&gt;Would've made for decent fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every aching wound will cauterize and bruise&lt;br /&gt;In memory of what we used to call in love&lt;br /&gt;And only time will tell if violins will swell&lt;br /&gt;In memory of what we used to call in love&lt;br /&gt;Used to call it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I fell in love without you&lt;br /&gt;The stars at night aren't as big and bright&lt;br /&gt;As you make them out to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every aching wound will cauterize and bruise&lt;br /&gt;In memory of what we used to call in love&lt;br /&gt;And only time will tell if violins will swell&lt;br /&gt;In memory of what we used to call in love&lt;br /&gt;In memory of when we used to call it love&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/3505340953904814953-8016019987034753155?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8016019987034753155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=8016019987034753155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/8016019987034753155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/8016019987034753155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/motion-city-soundtrack-fell-in-love.html' title='Motion City Soundtrack - Fell in love without you'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-3202578780998722696</id><published>2008-09-18T01:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:12:45.422+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Alphabeat - Fascination</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Rodrigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QvD6maGRh7c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QvD6maGRh7c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy living,&lt;br /&gt;Killed the young dudes,&lt;br /&gt;In the high boots&lt;br /&gt;Teenage,&lt;br /&gt;In the pace age,&lt;br /&gt;That's when love burns,&lt;br /&gt;Now it's your turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascination&lt;br /&gt;Fascination&lt;br /&gt;It's just the way we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascination&lt;br /&gt;Fascination&lt;br /&gt;It's just the way we feel. (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love this exaltation (woh oh, o-o-oh)&lt;br /&gt;We want the new temptations (woh oh, o-o-o-oh)&lt;br /&gt;It's like a revelation (woh oh, o-o-oh)&lt;br /&gt;We live on fascination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion,&lt;br /&gt;Is our passion,&lt;br /&gt;In the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;On a joyride&lt;br /&gt;Easy living,&lt;br /&gt;Killed the young dudes,&lt;br /&gt;In the high boots. (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascination&lt;br /&gt;Fascination&lt;br /&gt;It's just the way we feel (come on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love this exaltation (woh oh, o-o-o-oh)&lt;br /&gt;We want the new temptations (woh oh, o-o-o-oh)&lt;br /&gt;It's like a revelation (woh oh, o-o-o-oh)&lt;br /&gt;We live on fascination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word is on your lips - say the word&lt;br /&gt;The word is on your lips - say the word&lt;br /&gt;The word is on your lips - say the word&lt;br /&gt;The word is on your lips - say the word&lt;br /&gt;The word is on your lips - say the word&lt;br /&gt;The word is on your lips - say the word&lt;br /&gt;The word is on your lips - say the word&lt;br /&gt;The word is on your lips - say the word&lt;br /&gt;The word is on your lips - say the word&lt;br /&gt;The word is on your lips - say the word&lt;br /&gt;The word is on your lips - say the word&lt;br /&gt;Fas-ci-na-tion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love this exaltation (woh oh, o-o-o-oh)&lt;br /&gt;We want the new temptations (woh oh, o-o-o-oh)&lt;br /&gt;It's like a revelation (woh oh, o-o-o-oh)&lt;br /&gt;We live on fascination (o-oh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say the word now (fa-sci-nation)&lt;br /&gt;Say the word&lt;br /&gt;Come on say the word now (fa-sci-nation)&lt;br /&gt;Come on (fa-sci-nation)&lt;br /&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/3505340953904814953-3202578780998722696?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3202578780998722696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=3202578780998722696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/3202578780998722696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/3202578780998722696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/alphabeat-fascination.html' title='Alphabeat - Fascination'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-1937927099196260985</id><published>2008-09-17T01:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:13:54.397+02:00</updated><title type='text'>age doesn't matter, unless you're a cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle (Albert Einstein, Physicist)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;You make what seems to be a simple choice: choose a man or a job or a neighborhood -and what you have chosen is not a man or a job or a neighborhood, but a life (Jessamyn West, Writer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;All is pattern, all life, but we can't always see the pattern when we are part of it (Belva Plain, Writer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;You do what you can for as long as you can, and when you finally can't, you do the next best thing. You back up, but you don't give up (General Chuck Yeager, Test Pilot)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I take a simple view of living: It is keep your eyes open and get on with it (Laurence Olivier, Actor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-1937927099196260985?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1937927099196260985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=1937927099196260985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/1937927099196260985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/1937927099196260985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/age-doesnt-matter-unless-youre-cheese.html' title='age doesn&apos;t matter, unless you&apos;re a cheese'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-4668925264293268767</id><published>2008-09-16T16:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T01:17:55.238+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dredg - Bug Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Acoustic version &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lsp-rctaHAE&amp;amp;hl=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bring back those good ol' days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing feels right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing ever goes my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I threw my future away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out here in the cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wandering astray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where's my future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna need a home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'd expect the same, now wouldn't you, wouldn't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your journey back to birth its haunting you it's haunting you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your departure from the earth, its haunting you, it's haunting you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only those who accept will find that acceptance in return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you've been trimmed down like hedges,and told just to sit, and wilt, and spit at each other from a distance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With constant resistance from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna need a home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'd expect the same now wouldn't you, wouldn't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your journey back to birth is haunting you, it's haunting you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your departure from the earth is haunting you, it's haunting you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been ten years strong, thats much too long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time to do something good for my health&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to do somethin' good for myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been ten years strong, thats much too long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time to do something good for my health&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to do somethin' good for myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've wasted all this time, I've wasted all this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your journey back to birth is haunting you, it's haunting you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You departure from the earth is haunting you, it's haunting you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your journey back to birth is haunting you, it's haunting you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your departure from the earth is haunting you, it's haunting you&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/3505340953904814953-4668925264293268767?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4668925264293268767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=4668925264293268767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/4668925264293268767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/4668925264293268767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/dredg-bug-eyes.html' title='Dredg - Bug Eyes'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-8016770630656005969</id><published>2008-09-16T16:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T01:14:21.955+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian Eno - By this river</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w2WURHY3D4A&amp;amp;hl=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we are stuck by this river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I underneath a sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats ever falling down down down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever falling down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through the day as if on an ocean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting here always failing to remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why we came came came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wonder why we came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk to me as if from a distance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I reply with impressions chosen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From another time time time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From another time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/3505340953904814953-8016770630656005969?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8016770630656005969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=8016770630656005969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/8016770630656005969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/8016770630656005969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/brian-eno-by-this-river.html' title='Brian Eno - By this river'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-1519382345809651077</id><published>2008-09-16T15:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:41:48.163+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Praan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A classic to start with. Love this bangla song (and the video is ok too..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlfKdbWwruY&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bhulbona ar shohojete &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shei praan e mon uthbe mete&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrittu majhe dhaka ache&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;je ontohin praan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bojre tomar baje bashi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She ki shohoj gaan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shei shurete jagbo ami &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Repeat 3X)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shei jhor jeno shoi anonde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chittobinar taare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shotto-shundu dosh digonto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nachao je jhonkare!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bojre tomar baje bashi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She ki shohoj gaan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shei shurete jagbo am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(English translation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day&lt;br /&gt;runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth&lt;br /&gt;in numberless blades of grassand breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birthand of death, in ebb and in flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life&lt;br /&gt;And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505340953904814953-1519382345809651077?l=shootingathemoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1519382345809651077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505340953904814953&amp;postID=1519382345809651077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/1519382345809651077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505340953904814953/posts/default/1519382345809651077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shootingathemoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/praan.html' title='Praan'/><author><name>Cris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14065109633936557613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gxI4uTmPRE8/TZCdhflwuWI/AAAAAAAABGI/lx3HWo7Ggic/s220/criss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505340953904814953.post-787173396193529042</id><published>2008-09-16T15:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:37:03.481+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that is not given, is lost&lt;/em&gt;. 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