<?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-35616385</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:55:13.016+02:00</updated><title type='text'>STΣΣW's MINIMAL BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'>This, Steew, is yer life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35616385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sir Steew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059446422281308453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9v6cdkfkk_0/R4JLDsSVepI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nYgcJkhOlG0/S220/stefano.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35616385.post-1377482514566239906</id><published>2008-08-27T10:43:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:46:08.608+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VENITE SU FACEBOOK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/people/Stefano_Aurelio/1437246783" title="Profilo Facebook di Stefano Aurelio" target="_TOP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badge.facebook.com/badge/1437246783.66.995948063.png" alt="Profilo Facebook di Stefano Aurelio" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/people/Stefano_Aurelio/1437246783"&gt;Contattami su Facebook!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35616385-1377482514566239906?l=steew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steew.blogspot.com/feeds/1377482514566239906/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35616385&amp;postID=1377482514566239906' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35616385/posts/default/1377482514566239906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35616385/posts/default/1377482514566239906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steew.blogspot.com/2008/08/venite-su-facebook.html' title='VENITE SU FACEBOOK'/><author><name>Sir Steew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059446422281308453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9v6cdkfkk_0/R4JLDsSVepI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nYgcJkhOlG0/S220/stefano.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35616385.post-1706021806046271992</id><published>2008-01-07T16:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:50:47.278+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SHY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Can see how you are beautifull, can you feel my eyes on you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm shy and turn my head away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Working late in diner Citylite, I see that you get home alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make sure that you can't see me, hoping you will see me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm Wondering why you look me and you blink your eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can't be acting like my Dana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see you in Citylite diner serving all those meals and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see reflection of me in your eye, oh please &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk to me, show some pity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You touch me in many, many ways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I'm shy can't you see&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsessed by you, your looks, well, anyway "I would any day die for you",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I write on paper &amp;amp; erased away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still I sit in diner Citylite, drinking coffee and reading lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turn my head and I can see you, could that really be you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm wondering why you look me and you blink your eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can't be acting like my Dana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see your beautifull smile and I would like to run away from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reflections of me in your eyes, oh please &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk to me, show some pity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You touch me in many, many ways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I'm shy can't you see&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see, can't have you, can't leave you there 'cos I must sometimes see you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I don't understand how you can keep me in chains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And every waken hour, I feel your taking power &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From me and I can't leaveRepeating the scener over again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm wondering why you look me and you blink your eyeYou can't be acting like my Dana?I see your beautifull smile and I would like to run away from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reflections of me in your eyes, oh please &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk to me, show some pity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You touch me in many, many ways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I'm shy can't you see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Posso vedere quanto sei bella, puoisentire i miei occhi su di te?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sono timido e giro la testa altrove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lavori fino a tardi a Citylite,vedo che arrivi a casa e stai bene &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mi assicuro che tu non mi veda,sperando che tu mi vedrai&lt;br /&gt;Ogni tanto mi chiedo perché miguardi e sbatti le palpebre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Non può essere che tu ti stia comportando come la mia Dana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ti vedo in un ristorante di Citylite servendo tutti quei pastie allora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vedo il riflesso di me nei tuoiocchi, oh, per favore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parlami, mostrami un po' di pietà&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi emozioni in molti, molti modi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma sono timido e non puoi vedere &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ossessionato da te, dai tuoi sguardi, beh, comunque "Vorrei ognigiorno morire per te"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scrivo sulla carta e lo cancello via&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Siedo ancora nel ristorante di Citylite, bevendo caffé o leggendo bugie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Giro la testa e posso vederti,potresti essere davvero tu&lt;br /&gt;Ogni tanto mi chiedo perché miguardi e sbatti le palpebre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Non può essere che tu ti stia comportando come la mia Dana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vedo il tuo bel sorriso e vorreicorrere via dal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riflesso di me nei tuoi occhi, oh,per favore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parlami, mostrami un po' di pietà&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi emozioni in molti, molti modi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma sono timido e non puoi vedere&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo so, non posso averti, non posso lasciarti perché devo qualche volta vederti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ma non capisco come riesci a tenermi in catene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E ogni ora trascorsa sveglio, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sento che stai prendendo la forza da me e non posso andarmene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ripetendo lo scenario ancora ed ancora&lt;br /&gt;Ogni tanto mi chiedo perché mi guardi e sbatti le palpebre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Non può essere che tu ti stia comportando come la mia Dana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vedo il tuo bel sorriso e vorrei correre via dal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riflesso di me nei tuoi occhi, oh,per favore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parlami, mostrami un po' di pietà&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi emozioni in molti, molti modi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma sono timido e non puoi vedere&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7lqQQI0udWI&amp;amp;rel=" color1="0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=" border="1" width="425" height="373" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35616385-1706021806046271992?l=steew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steew.blogspot.com/feeds/1706021806046271992/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35616385&amp;postID=1706021806046271992' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35616385/posts/default/1706021806046271992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35616385/posts/default/1706021806046271992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steew.blogspot.com/2008/01/shy.html' title='SHY...'/><author><name>Sir Steew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059446422281308453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9v6cdkfkk_0/R4JLDsSVepI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nYgcJkhOlG0/S220/stefano.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35616385.post-116050301386634520</id><published>2006-10-10T19:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:20:44.342+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ECCOMI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/3966/1600/templardxx.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5970/3966/320/templardxx.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Non è facile per me vivere in questo mondo falso e pieno di lacrime, non è così che un uomo deve vivere la sua vita. Dovrebbe essere il contrario, l'uomo dovrebbe vivere in serenità e trovare i propri desideri sempre esauditi per arrivare a non rimpiangere di essere nato. Ma ovviamente ognuno di noi ha desideri diversi i quali potrebbero anche incrociarsi e contrastarsi. Allora l'entità suprema che dovrebbe esaudire sempre e comunque i nostri desideri si troverebbe a dover scegliere se esaudire il desiderio di uno o dell'altro, ma in questo modo uno dei due si ritroverebbe a non veder esaudito il proprio volere ritrovandosi rattristito, arrabbiato e malpensante, ed il fantasioso mondo di cui sto stupidamente narrando i pregi non avrebbe altro che difetti. Esso si autodistruggerebbe forse in pochi secondi.&lt;br /&gt;La conclusione è che il mondo in cui viviamo non è il mondo in cui tutti noi vorremo vivere ma sicuramente quello in cui si viene ACCONTENTATI...&lt;br /&gt;Il punto è ... ACCONTENTARSI PUO' ESSERE IL MODO IN CUI VIVERE MEGLIO IN QUESTO MONDO???&lt;br /&gt;Secondo me è l'unica via di sopravvivenza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ave a tutti... 'n think about it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35616385-116050301386634520?l=steew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steew.blogspot.com/feeds/116050301386634520/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35616385&amp;postID=116050301386634520' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35616385/posts/default/116050301386634520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35616385/posts/default/116050301386634520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steew.blogspot.com/2006/10/eccomi.html' title='ECCOMI...'/><author><name>Sir Steew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11059446422281308453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9v6cdkfkk_0/R4JLDsSVepI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nYgcJkhOlG0/S220/stefano.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
