<?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-6719056641679804224</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:26:36.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slackx</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>slackx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10207261555576395003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SQ9kDzHV3CI/AAAAAAAAABU/Tx9kqh9nMxo/S220/ying.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6719056641679804224.post-3789702124271860891</id><published>2008-11-09T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:33:33.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no coment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRcgkRij83I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rbr8u1e8CIU/s1600-h/natura.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRcgkRij83I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rbr8u1e8CIU/s320/natura.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266714096788829042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te uita cum tineri lupta&lt;br /&gt;Te uita cum mamele plang &lt;br /&gt;Te uita cum tineri mor&lt;br /&gt;In acest  blestemat razboi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Versuri ce dor. Ma uit mereu in jurul meu si ce vad.....durere...suferinta.Am uitat totul&lt;br /&gt;Am uitat de noi... suntem intr-o continua dezvoltare...dar nu vedem ....suntem catre sfarsit.&lt;br /&gt;Am uitat de tot ce este frumos....am uitat de mururul izvorelor....am uitat sa ne mai asezam pe iarba si sa ne umplem cu dragostea naturii , sa fim mangaiati de adierea vantului ce clatina frunzele copacilor , sa simti puterea muntilor...am uitat sa iubim &lt;br /&gt;Ia incercati sa vedeti fericirea noului nascut ce doarme linistit la pieptul mamei lui...uitati-va la cainele ce il mangaiati si va jucati cu el...cat de fericit este.&lt;br /&gt;Da...am uitat ce este fericirea. Am uitat ca in fiecare din noi...exista un copil. Am uitat ce inseamna copilaria...si ca...din cand in cand...sa ne mai aducem aminte...ca...inca m-ai suntem copii&lt;br /&gt;Timpul se scurge prea repede, uitam sa ne mai bucuram de noi, uitam cat de mult ne lipseste linistea, traim dupa un tipar. Uitam ca suntem oameni. Am devenit niste masini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6719056641679804224-3789702124271860891?l=slackx30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/feeds/3789702124271860891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6719056641679804224&amp;postID=3789702124271860891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/3789702124271860891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/3789702124271860891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-coment.html' title='no coment'/><author><name>slackx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10207261555576395003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SQ9kDzHV3CI/AAAAAAAAABU/Tx9kqh9nMxo/S220/ying.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRcgkRij83I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rbr8u1e8CIU/s72-c/natura.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6719056641679804224.post-1096736572732052062</id><published>2008-11-04T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T07:58:04.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speranta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRDcl3mTC8I/AAAAAAAAACk/FFKZpOacXp4/s1600-h/speranta.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 87px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRDcl3mTC8I/AAAAAAAAACk/FFKZpOacXp4/s320/speranta.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264950507533962178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt momente in viata cand ajungem la o cotitura. Nu stim incotro sa ne indreptam. Uitandu-ne in jur.. ajungem sa credem ca de fapt nu am realizat nimic. Mereu ...cumva... am cautat sa ne ascundem de noi. Atunci uitam un lucru. Ce fiinta minunata suntem. Din pacate nu stim sa ne apreciem. Omul in sinea lui se autodistruge. &lt;br /&gt;Ciclul vietii este intotdeuna acelasi, doar persoanele difera. Ne nastem, traim si murim..dar uneori poate fi cu totul diferit .  Incet incet...incepem sa deschidem ochii. Singur... prin ceea ce facem...sau cineva apare in viata noastra si ne ajuta. &lt;br /&gt;In viata omul cauta. Este un trubadur . Mereu ratacitor.  Mereu cauta ceva anume, dar de cele mai multe ori nu prea stie ce.&lt;br /&gt;Cine suntem noi? Niste fiinte care incercam sa descoperim ceva , iar cand ajungem la final...realizam ca de fapt nu am gasit nimic....sau poate ne inselam?&lt;br /&gt;Si de fapt ce vrem sa gasim la acel final? Linistea. Dar asta doar atunci cand .....cred ca stiti si voi ce vreau sa zic....&lt;br /&gt;Se mai intampla uneori sa ne stingem in durere, dezamagire, si tristeste....asta depinde de soarta fiecaruia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiar. Tristetea. Un mod in care o persoana are o stare de cadere si in care uita sa mai zambeasca&lt;br /&gt;Zambetul. Acel minunat gest al omului. Zambetul a avut puterea sa vindece, linisteste sufletul si da sperante. &lt;br /&gt;Sa nu uitam sa zambim. Chiar si cand suntem suparati. Zambiti. Pentru ca atunci viata iti va fi frumoasa. Pentru ca atunci arati ca nu esti doborat&lt;br /&gt;Ce vreau eu de la viata. Sincer la intrebarea asta nici eu nu am stiut sa imi raspund. Mereu am cautat ceva anume, , si cand mereu am crezut ca am gasit acel ceva.... dar...m-am inselat...sau poate cred ca m-am inselat...hoo knows.... Poate ca asta este destinul. Dumnezeu stie. Dumnezeu. Acea putere divina, in care  orice om trebuie sa creada. Din pacate uitam cand ne este bine de El... si ne intoarcem fata inspre El doar cand suntem la greu. Probabil asta este firea omului. Sa ne rugam mereu. Sa credem in EL si sa nu ii uitam invataturile. &lt;br /&gt;Un om ar trebui sa aiba o deviza in viata. Invata sa te ierti pe tine insusi, si asa vei putea fi iertat  . Si mereu in viata sa nu uitam... nu conteaza prin ce treci..exista intotdeauna o speranta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6719056641679804224-1096736572732052062?l=slackx30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/feeds/1096736572732052062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6719056641679804224&amp;postID=1096736572732052062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/1096736572732052062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/1096736572732052062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/2008/11/speranta.html' title='Speranta?'/><author><name>slackx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10207261555576395003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SQ9kDzHV3CI/AAAAAAAAABU/Tx9kqh9nMxo/S220/ying.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRDcl3mTC8I/AAAAAAAAACk/FFKZpOacXp4/s72-c/speranta.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6719056641679804224.post-8016207493891589320</id><published>2008-11-04T14:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:56:11.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copilul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRDSpn8fUlI/AAAAAAAAACM/fwx6PdYqGkI/s1600-h/copil.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 102px; height: 123px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRDSpn8fUlI/AAAAAAAAACM/fwx6PdYqGkI/s320/copil.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264939576935273042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copilul. O minune. Rodul iubiri noastre.  Cel care aduce si mai multa lumina in viata noastra.  Un copil este fericire , ne arata cat de mult ne iubim. Din pacate...unele destine ale copiilor nu au fost curate. Pacat. Un suflet nevinovat...care de la nastere a fost impins catre o cale gresita. Sa ne simtim vinovati pentru acea crima? Poate ca da...poate ca nu. Felul cum acceptam venirea pe lume a acesti fapturi, ne arata cine suntem noi de fapt. Iubiti copii , cu zambetul lor minunat, si acel gangurit fericit care simte dragoste in jurul lui si care emana fericire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6719056641679804224-8016207493891589320?l=slackx30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/feeds/8016207493891589320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6719056641679804224&amp;postID=8016207493891589320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/8016207493891589320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/8016207493891589320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/2008/11/copilul.html' title='Copilul'/><author><name>slackx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10207261555576395003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SQ9kDzHV3CI/AAAAAAAAABU/Tx9kqh9nMxo/S220/ying.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRDSpn8fUlI/AAAAAAAAACM/fwx6PdYqGkI/s72-c/copil.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6719056641679804224.post-5898666403191911284</id><published>2008-11-04T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:19:12.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delfinii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRIEGbDhhdI/AAAAAAAAACs/ht-tPaaAXbs/s1600-h/delfini.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 87px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRIEGbDhhdI/AAAAAAAAACs/ht-tPaaAXbs/s320/delfini.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265275422737794514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delfinul . Cea mai minunata fiinta de pe fata pamantului. Delfinul traiste numai in fericire, ...pentru el totul este vesel. Mereu delfinii se simt.... acele doua jumatati care sunt facute una pentru alta. Isi unesc destinele .. si vor ramane impreuna pana cand soarta va lua pe unul din ei. Atunci.... cel de-al doilea va fi mereu trist... si va plange mereu dupa ceea ce a pierdut. Si la un moment dat...o va urma... &lt;br /&gt;Intotdeauna cand un delfin moare.... sa stiti ca in scurt timp..un alt delfin se va stinge.&lt;br /&gt;Ce fiinte minunate&lt;br /&gt;De ce? La intrebarea asta va las pe voi sa raspundeti .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca si o complectare imi permint un mic citat ca sa putem sa-i intelegem mai bine:&lt;br /&gt;  "Sprinteneala jucăuşă a delfinilor poate fi totodată pentru noi o invitaţie la a ne lăsa în voia curentului transformării spirituale, încetând să ne mai opunem acestuia cu obstinaţie. Cel care e convins că totul urmează un plan divin, acela şi-a depăşit temerile&lt;br /&gt;  Mai mult, delfinii au grijă de mediul înconjurător, din care îşi iau exact atâta hrană câtă au nevoie; ei nu distrug şi nu omoară inutil alte vieţuitoare. &lt;br /&gt;  Deci in cocluzie, cred ca ar trebui sa le urmam exemplul"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6719056641679804224-5898666403191911284?l=slackx30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/feeds/5898666403191911284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6719056641679804224&amp;postID=5898666403191911284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/5898666403191911284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/5898666403191911284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/2008/11/delfinii.html' title='Delfinii'/><author><name>slackx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10207261555576395003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SQ9kDzHV3CI/AAAAAAAAABU/Tx9kqh9nMxo/S220/ying.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRIEGbDhhdI/AAAAAAAAACs/ht-tPaaAXbs/s72-c/delfini.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6719056641679804224.post-7730726569633732891</id><published>2008-11-03T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:27:21.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantec</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRCiCSs2lUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/d3szXU0UgsU/s1600-h/cantec.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRCiCSs2lUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/d3szXU0UgsU/s320/cantec.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264886124659512642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De multe ori iubirea, dragostea , sentimentele aduc ganduri, iar gandurile se astern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stinge lumina si vino&lt;br /&gt;Mai aproape&lt;br /&gt;Mai aproape de mine sa-mi simti&lt;br /&gt;Bataia inimi fierbinti&lt;br /&gt;Stinge lumina si vino mai aproape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undeva dorinta incepe sa arda, sentimentele o iau aiurea , &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si muzica sa cante de iubire&lt;br /&gt;Focul in soba sa stins &lt;br /&gt;Doua lacrimi s-au aprins&lt;br /&gt;Pe obraji tai cuprinsi de fericire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar cum intotdeauna fericirea parca este blestemata....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ratacind pe drumuri &lt;br /&gt;Am plecat&lt;br /&gt;Si am lasat in urma mea&lt;br /&gt;Cu tine toata dragostea&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca si complectare....uneori renastem ca si pasarea pheonix din propiai cenuse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6719056641679804224-7730726569633732891?l=slackx30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/feeds/7730726569633732891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6719056641679804224&amp;postID=7730726569633732891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/7730726569633732891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/7730726569633732891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/2008/11/cantec.html' title='Cantec'/><author><name>slackx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10207261555576395003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SQ9kDzHV3CI/AAAAAAAAABU/Tx9kqh9nMxo/S220/ying.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRCiCSs2lUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/d3szXU0UgsU/s72-c/cantec.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6719056641679804224.post-3913254514144281596</id><published>2008-11-03T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:52:51.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timpul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRCaxD4ZxpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ULiHHMqJSHo/s1600-h/timpul.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRCaxD4ZxpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ULiHHMqJSHo/s320/timpul.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264878132042253970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is passin` to fast .... adevarat o spus-o cine a spus-o atunci... uimitor dar chiar asa este...ajungi la un moment dat ca nu ai realizat nimic si ca totul in fata ta ....... pardon.. sa ma exprim altfel... si ca nimicul din fata ta .. te sperie ... si iti vine sa fugi... dar... de ce? unde sa fugi? de timp ? nice joke...dar nai cei face...timpul e ucigasul perfect si daca nu ai grija de ceea ce pretuiesti in viata ...cand vei pierde acele lucruri va fi prea tarziu sa mai poti face ceva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viata e frumoasa daca stii din ce unghi sa o privesti... doar sa ai grija sa nu te atasezi de ceea ce vezi....uneori aparentele pot fi inselatoare...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6719056641679804224-3913254514144281596?l=slackx30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/feeds/3913254514144281596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6719056641679804224&amp;postID=3913254514144281596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/3913254514144281596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/3913254514144281596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/2008/11/timpul.html' title='Timpul'/><author><name>slackx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10207261555576395003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SQ9kDzHV3CI/AAAAAAAAABU/Tx9kqh9nMxo/S220/ying.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRCaxD4ZxpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ULiHHMqJSHo/s72-c/timpul.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6719056641679804224.post-2878914455760401055</id><published>2007-04-21T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:56:36.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curba vietii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRCih5Yf-bI/AAAAAAAAACE/3Gn4lOvB-c4/s1600-h/curba.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRCih5Yf-bI/AAAAAAAAACE/3Gn4lOvB-c4/s320/curba.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264886667619072434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   	&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt; 	&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt; 	&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.4  (Linux)"&gt; 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 21.59cm 27.94cm; margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Uimitor...dar stiati ca exista asa ceva...adica ma refer la adevarata curba a vietii nu aia cu care te nasti..etc etc si mori ;) ... ci la aceea despre care nimeni nu zice nimic...si de faptul ca toti suntem interconectati...&lt;br /&gt;exista asa ceva...uimitor dar exista....de ce exista? pentru ca daca nu ar exista nu am mai fi noi atat de : tristi...fericiti... iubiti urati.... si multe altele ... da.. stiu... e ceva ciudat...dar cand cineva e fericit cineva trebuie sa fie trist.... it`s just a way to balance the universe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6719056641679804224-2878914455760401055?l=slackx30.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/feeds/2878914455760401055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6719056641679804224&amp;postID=2878914455760401055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/2878914455760401055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6719056641679804224/posts/default/2878914455760401055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slackx30.blogspot.com/2007/04/initiere-in-slackware.html' title='Curba vietii'/><author><name>slackx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10207261555576395003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SQ9kDzHV3CI/AAAAAAAAABU/Tx9kqh9nMxo/S220/ying.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neo2u1iIPXI/SRCih5Yf-bI/AAAAAAAAACE/3Gn4lOvB-c4/s72-c/curba.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
