<?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-34709275</id><updated>2011-08-01T05:57:34.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Detrás de tu mirada</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detrasdetumirada.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709275/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detrasdetumirada.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>luthien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01017229607173088418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709275.post-115879235260298681</id><published>2006-09-20T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T15:51:14.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay cosas que no entiendo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hay cosas que no llego a entenderlas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay gente que no es coherente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay gente que es hipocrita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay gente que da asco. Y este asco me refiero a la gente que no tiene sentimientos, que puede reirse de alguien hasta destruirla psicologicamente, que puede matar a un animal sin compasion, que puede destrozar todo aquello que toca, que puede ver como muere alguien sin remordiemiento, y aun peor, puede matar a alguien porque se mueve con ese instinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay gente que deja pasar injusticias por su lado sin mover un dedo para impedirlas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y &lt;strong&gt;es esa impotencia&lt;/strong&gt; acompannado de ira que &lt;strong&gt;me empuja a escribir&lt;/strong&gt;. Porque siempre llega el momento que necesitas desahogarte y buscar si alguien comparte contigo ese sentimiento de lucha para cambiar todo esto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pd: ¿sabe alguien que debo cambiar del html para que pueda poner acentos? es que me salen cosas raras...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709275-115879235260298681?l=detrasdetumirada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detrasdetumirada.blogspot.com/feeds/115879235260298681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709275&amp;postID=115879235260298681&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709275/posts/default/115879235260298681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709275/posts/default/115879235260298681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detrasdetumirada.blogspot.com/2006/09/hay-cosas-que-no-entiendo.html' title='Hay cosas que no entiendo.'/><author><name>luthien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01017229607173088418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709275.post-115870657237525416</id><published>2006-09-19T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T14:03:34.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>En cada calle, en cada lugar, solo estas tu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709275-115870657237525416?l=detrasdetumirada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detrasdetumirada.blogspot.com/feeds/115870657237525416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709275&amp;postID=115870657237525416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709275/posts/default/115870657237525416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709275/posts/default/115870657237525416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detrasdetumirada.blogspot.com/2006/09/en-cada-calle-en-cada-lugar-solo-estas.html' title=''/><author><name>luthien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01017229607173088418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
