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	<description>The more I understand people, the more I love cats.</description>
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		<title>Marco Masini - Se Potessi Rinascere</title>
		<description><![CDATA[[singlepic=2913,320,240,,right]

Platonic love was a very important component of my whole childhood.

Once again, I feel the necessity to love without asking anything in exchange.
That pure, true love, that attended me for many years, and made me strong, and noble.
That spell that made me dream my future and made me make love with God itself.

It's not a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.nokao.com/blog/my-thoughts/2008/marco-masini-se-potessi-rinascere/</link>
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		<title>Eppur si muove</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Timidi rantoli
di un sognatore malato.

Vecchie illusioni
rinnovano la loro
già sperimentata natura.

Cammino triste
per le strade
della mia vita.

Non ho parole
per descrivere
la mia idiozia.

Credevo di aver già
svenduto ogni singolo
pezzo del mio cuore.

Ma fa male.
Purtroppo mi sbagliavo.]]></description>
		<link>http://www.nokao.com/blog/i-like/poetry/my-poetry/2008/eppur-si-muove/</link>
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		<title>Iris</title>
		<description><![CDATA[[singlepic=2643,480,360,,right]

Tonight I made a dream.

In the dream I was talking about
the meaning of life and death
with an angel.

And she was understanding.
And I couldn't stop dreaming about it.

So hard to stop in this period of my life.
So hard to sleep, and even to dream.

But sometimes I do,
and that makes me feel alive,
after all.

I can still smile.

Thank [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.nokao.com/blog/my-thoughts/2008/iris/</link>
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		<title>Crave</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My time is coming to the end.

My ambition is becoming more and more solid in these days.

So much, that it's turning into material.

I know what I want now.
I want everything, and I'll get it.
No matter what.

No matter why.
Or does it matter?

Where am I?
Is there some space for me
between this life and my death?

Or it's just [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.nokao.com/blog/diary/2008/crave/</link>
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		<title>Stop</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Linkin Park - No More Sorrow
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Ogni volta che si tocca il fondo,
è un'occasione per tornare a galla.

Infondo... ho solo messo la mia felicita' nelle mani di un'altra persona.
E' questo l'unico errore che ho fatto.

E sono anche stanco di darmi la colpa per tutto,
quando infondo non ho colpe.

Troppo facile stare con una persona finchè sta bene,
ed [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.nokao.com/blog/my-thoughts/2008/stop/</link>
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		<title>Linkin Park - No More Sorrow</title>
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Are you lost, In your lies?
Do you tell yourself, I don't realize?
Your crusades, A disguise.
You replaced freedom with fear,
You trade money for lives.

I'm aware of what you've done.

No, No More Sorrow.
I've paid for your mistakes.
Your time is borrowed.
Your time has come to be replaced.

I see pain, I see need.
I see liars and thieves,
Abuse power with [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.nokao.com/blog/i-like/music/2008/linkin-park-no-more-sorrow/</link>
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		<title>Looking down, looking up.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[[singlepic=1243,480,360,,right]

{tab=English}
I walk in the street looking down.
Because sometimes I can't stare at this world.
But also because I fell in love with everything, besides I want to do it;
but actually I don't want to do anything.

Fog covers me, it threads into my bones,
I taste it. Has no taste.

Nothing has meaning,
I feel like a fire spreading in [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.nokao.com/blog/my-thoughts/2008/looking-down-looking-up/</link>
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		<title>Indian cuisine lessons</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Finally I had some time and I published the pictures of the lessons of Indian cuisine done by Barbara Miorin some time ago.

They are really cute ;)

You can see them all here.

[slideshow=38]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.nokao.com/photography/photo-news/2008/indian-cuisine-lessons/</link>
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		<title>Riflessioni</title>
		<description><![CDATA[[singlepic=1465,320,240,,right]

I giorni passano, e non hanno sapore.

Sfido il mio corpo e la mia mente,
in un vortice che non sembra avere fine.

Mi domando quale sia il mio limite,
perchè non riesco a trovarne uno.

Mi guardo intorno, e non vedo nessuno.
Sono solo, naturalmente solo.

E' la mia natura il problema,
la materia stessa che compone la mia anima.

Derido il mondo, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.nokao.com/blog/my-thoughts/2008/riflessioni/</link>
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		<title>Reload</title>
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&#160;

Once again,
I have to start from zero.
This time,
I will start from myself.

&#160;

Once again,
I have to touch the bottom
to push myself up
to the surface
trough my problems
to the sky
till the light.

&#160;

I'm coming.
This time,
for the first time.

&#160;

The party wasn't bad.
Alcohol, drugs, my compact camera.
All I need.]]></description>
		<link>http://www.nokao.com/blog/my-thoughts/2008/reload/</link>
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