tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41425848519741892312011-04-22T00:17:24.096-03:00...siempre en la volàDanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.comBlogger231100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-5589817137969587872008-12-06T22:59:00.000-03:002008-12-06T23:04:12.786-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/STsu9OwFumI/AAAAAAAAAK0/uYxe8t0LnWo/s1600-h/tomatocelest"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/STsu9OwFumI/AAAAAAAAAK0/uYxe8t0LnWo/s320/tomatocelest" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276863017861364322" border="0" /></a>arte?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-558981713796958787?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-42311288291884887882008-07-26T01:40:00.000-04:002008-12-12T02:59:26.424-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SIq5VkSd9EI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TVe4tN_fYnw/s1600-h/Nubes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SIq5VkSd9EI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TVe4tN_fYnw/s320/Nubes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227194097686410306" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-4231128829188488788?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-75965753801985835072008-07-04T15:53:00.004-04:002008-12-12T02:59:26.747-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SG6AQnFHSuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/TIFuu0SAeTI/s1600-h/alborada.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SG6AQnFHSuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/TIFuu0SAeTI/s320/alborada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219250041025678050" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SG6AQNMUguI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bmFYiXbLMmw/s1600-h/un+tercio.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SG6AQNMUguI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bmFYiXbLMmw/s320/un+tercio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219250034076582626" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Exposición abierta desde el 3 al 18 de julio en la galeria de la historia (victor lamas con lincoyan.. en el parque ecuador)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-7596575380198583507?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-13071547159375721252008-06-28T23:01:00.000-04:002008-12-12T02:59:26.957-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SGb7iZgq7RI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MbopSyGb9mA/s1600-h/Tronco.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SGb7iZgq7RI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MbopSyGb9mA/s400/Tronco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217133786737339666" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-1307154715937572125?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-6981400852312398822008-05-17T14:29:00.001-04:002008-12-12T02:59:27.238-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SC8l6cf7yGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Mz9AC5BIrbE/s1600-h/MUJER.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SC8l6cf7yGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Mz9AC5BIrbE/s400/MUJER.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201417780648986722" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-698140085231239882?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-75389031296728842982008-04-18T22:40:00.001-04:002008-12-12T02:59:27.470-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SAlb84Mar5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/wCSM7H5lJuA/s1600-h/FloresC.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190781146955952018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/SAlb84Mar5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/wCSM7H5lJuA/s400/FloresC.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-7538903129672884298?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-65616001988305825372008-04-10T18:39:00.003-04:002008-12-12T02:59:27.675-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R_6Z3bXr22I/AAAAAAAAAGE/TuSOdRCa3vY/s1600-h/El+grito2"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187752998296345442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R_6Z3bXr22I/AAAAAAAAAGE/TuSOdRCa3vY/s400/El+grito2" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R_6XP7Xr21I/AAAAAAAAAF8/GmUyQctqIrw/s1600-h/ElGrito.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-6561600198830582537?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-8446629687730031612008-03-26T21:31:00.002-03:002008-12-12T02:59:27.888-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R-rrL3ciQBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Tu0-94ppVnQ/s1600-h/3frut.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182212910337900562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R-rrL3ciQBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Tu0-94ppVnQ/s400/3frut.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-844662968773003161?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-29203544798752087232008-03-08T18:55:00.000-03:002008-12-12T02:59:28.305-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R9MLeyprNtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WN2QF5DemIY/s1600-h/tres+caballitos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175493020399384274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R9MLeyprNtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WN2QF5DemIY/s400/tres+caballitos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-2920354479875208723?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-88299371425728379682008-02-26T15:00:00.000-03:002008-12-12T02:59:28.423-03:00Un homenaje al hamster de mi hermana...<br />se veia tan lindo... cuando estaba dormido...<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171350746981958146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R8RUGvrPggI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VGUtYlHCCmo/s400/Hamster.JPG" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-8829937142572837968?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-56970842090605922652008-02-21T22:33:00.000-03:002008-12-12T02:59:28.693-03:00y ustedes... que ven?<br />que título le pondrían???<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R74msvrPgLI/AAAAAAAAACA/bn-W5r66Xvg/s1600-h/piensa,+piensa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169611972421845170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R74msvrPgLI/AAAAAAAAACA/bn-W5r66Xvg/s400/piensa,+piensa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-5697084209060592265?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-2947181564737307692008-01-20T17:15:00.000-03:002008-12-12T02:59:28.850-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R5OsLbx_IMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sOB9nvy80Lg/s1600-h/flores.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157655310705303746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R5OsLbx_IMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sOB9nvy80Lg/s400/flores.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-294718156473730769?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-12334332924723797522007-12-12T14:44:00.000-03:002008-12-12T02:59:29.064-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R2AeUOPA2qI/AAAAAAAAABw/BlhP1MWqai8/s1600-h/mi+mundo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143144107224390306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R2AeUOPA2qI/AAAAAAAAABw/BlhP1MWqai8/s400/mi+mundo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-1233433292472379752?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-78465559289050290022007-12-04T20:59:00.000-03:002008-12-12T02:59:29.194-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R1Xxn-PA2pI/AAAAAAAAABo/bpfVEkrqKbo/s1600-h/arbol.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140280218736450194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R1Xxn-PA2pI/AAAAAAAAABo/bpfVEkrqKbo/s400/arbol.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-7846555928905029002?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-65033457276359819242007-11-23T21:23:00.000-03:002008-12-12T02:59:29.374-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R0dvNHc68JI/AAAAAAAAABg/fp4KDefDiC8/s1600-h/soñando.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136196171168673938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/R0dvNHc68JI/AAAAAAAAABg/fp4KDefDiC8/s400/so%C3%B1ando.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-6503345727635981924?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-40061911438452712562007-11-16T18:02:00.001-03:002008-12-12T02:59:29.683-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/Rz4GbHc68II/AAAAAAAAABY/SESIUe1VHpA/s1600-h/despierta.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133547688175530114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/Rz4GbHc68II/AAAAAAAAABY/SESIUe1VHpA/s400/despierta.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-4006191143845271256?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-91810350254973450682007-11-12T18:06:00.000-03:002008-12-12T02:59:29.928-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/RzjAeD_XkGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/j-DY74ttpN4/s1600-h/pensamientos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132063398088380514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/RzjAeD_XkGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/j-DY74ttpN4/s400/pensamientos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-9181035025497345068?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-91563631557336768142007-11-09T18:54:00.000-03:002008-12-12T02:59:30.250-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/RzTYKj_XkFI/AAAAAAAAABI/mvxkDCsf0vk/s1600-h/la.manzana.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130963551453155410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="332" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/RzTYKj_XkFI/AAAAAAAAABI/mvxkDCsf0vk/s400/la.manzana.jpg" width="278" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p>A veces tratamos de ocultarnos...<br /><br />pero en vano.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />No nos percatamos de que en realidad...<br /><br />Todos nos ven.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-9156363155733676814?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-35660266582458781992007-11-09T18:41:00.000-03:002007-11-09T18:46:49.783-03:00Te hiero.<br />Te grito.<br />Te hago daño.<br />Te destruyo.<br />Te mato.<br />mueres...<br />ahora Tú<br />eres Yo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-3566026658245878199?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-29628571462087186872007-11-05T18:52:00.000-03:002007-11-05T18:56:48.837-03:00Ahí seguía, con la mirada perdida y los ojos llorosos,<br />reprimiendo las lágrimas y aparentando...<br />como siempre.<br /><br />“Aquí no ha pasado nada”<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-2962857146208718687?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-27656702965150196962007-11-02T22:15:00.000-03:002008-12-12T02:59:30.605-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/RyvUMmB-NLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/r9T7CAV6tRY/s1600-h/indigente.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128425913523778738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" height="194" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/RyvUMmB-NLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/r9T7CAV6tRY/s400/indigente.jpg" width="263" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/RyvQXWB-NKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qY9Ftppakak/s1600-h/despierta.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Ve, tranquila</div><br /><div>Ve a esa tienda que esta de moda, <a href="http://images.google.cl/imgres?imgurl=http://www2.uah.es/vivatacademia/images/n71/mendigo.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www2.uah.es/vivatacademia/anteriores/n71/inicio_va71.htm&amp;h=378&amp;w=470&amp;sz=45&amp;hl=es&amp;start=8&amp;sig2=mgjo0855NCsmOKjf98IuWA&amp;tbnid=tHvD3XTFK9YptM:&amp;tbnh=104&amp;tbnw=129&amp;ei=odMrR9DdKYvshwKOweTsBw&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dmendigo%26gbv%3D2%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Des"></a><a href="http://images.google.cl/imgres?imgurl=http://www2.uah.es/vivatacademia/images/n71/mendigo.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www2.uah.es/vivatacademia/anteriores/n71/inicio_va71.htm&amp;h=378&amp;w=470&amp;sz=45&amp;hl=es&amp;start=8&amp;sig2=mgjo0855NCsmOKjf98IuWA&amp;tbnid=tHvD3XTFK9YptM:&amp;tbnh=104&amp;tbnw=129&amp;ei=odMrR9DdKYvshwKOweTsBw&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dmendigo%26gbv%3D2%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Des"></a></div><br /><div>comprate lo más caro que encuentres...</div><br /><div>quizás así olvides tu soledad.</div><br /><div>Si, sé que te soy invisible.</div><br /><div>Pasas por mi lado todos los días, </div><br /><div>pero huyes de mi mirada acusadora y penetrante</div><br /><div>pero sabeis que?</div><br /><div>no te culpo, despues de todo creo que no seria muy agradable mirarme a los ojos</div><br /><div>y comprender que en realidad poseo mucho mas que tu.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>El otro dia me llamisteis "hediondo", "sucio", "asqueroso"...</div><br /><div>te escuché... y me dolió.</div><br /><div>Me dolio sobre todo por que sé que es verdad.</div><br /><div>y que no puedo hacer nada por mejorarlo.</div><br /><div>No tengo lo medios como para mantenerme limpio..</div><br /><div>a veces ni siquiera para dar de comer a mis hijos.</div><br /><div>La gente no me quiere emplear </div><br /><div>y debo vivir de la caridad de gente como tu.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>NO... </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>no como tú.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-2765670296515019696?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-82035270126581293902007-10-30T18:50:00.000-03:002008-12-12T02:59:30.995-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/Ryen8mB-NGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TbOT77WLZhY/s1600-h/mujerartificial.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127251360227406946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGD85cHCKf8/Ryen8mB-NGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TbOT77WLZhY/s320/mujerartificial.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><div>Mírate.</div><div></div><div>eres solo polvo y maquillaje.</div><div>cambias de estilo constantemente para que te acepten,</div><div>pero no lo logras.</div><div>vives dentro de una burbuja y no te das cuenta.</div><div></div><div>eres completamente vacía por dentro.</div><div>tus preocupaciones empiezan por tu apariencia..</div><div>y terminan en la farandula.</div><div></div><div>no te preocupa el futuro,</div><div>solo te interesa vivir el presente, tu presente.</div><div>te ríes de todo,</div><div>pero aún así tu risa sabe a llanto.</div><div>llanto causado por tu visible angustia.... y soledad.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-8203527012658129390?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4142584851974189231.post-83581693402927082232007-10-29T17:14:00.000-03:002007-10-29T17:43:10.608-03:00<strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>El aborto</strong>. el otro día me llegó una cadena que era supuestamente la carta de un feto (o embrion) a su madre. al principio era mas bien tedioso leerla, ya que despues de todo yo estoy en contra i no necesito que me convensan nuevamente, pero luego el niño le empieza a decir a la madre que la ve triste, pero que él, cuando nazca, la va a hacer feliz y a consolar...<br />despues de un rato el niñito comienza a describir cómo, poco a poco, los medicos lo van sacando de ahí, brazo por brazo y pierna por pierna, cómo lentamente le van quitando la vida , la alegria y sus ganas de vivir... así es... entonces me quedé pensando "cómo un ser humano (apelando a que posee sentimientos) es capaz de hacer (o dejar que hagan) algo asi???"<br />hay que dejar en claro si, que este aborto fue cuando el feto ya estaba desarrollandose y no en estado de "recien fecundado" como es con la píldora del día despues (aunque con aquella tampoco estoy muy de acuerdo)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4142584851974189231-8358169340292708223?l=dapart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Danshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801574072200706999noreply@blogger.com0