tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18750490956485760412024-03-19T12:43:22.287+01:00Los sueños son eso de lo que uno despiertaGaryonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-57641652073309942412010-02-01T02:57:00.003+01:002010-02-01T03:14:46.770+01:00Despierto LI<div align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbekt8k09gASN0yeaASZKXkk6AWmnC4Je41t5a2B09akgs-KKC1_fsLPjx9yuPi_IilLCReLbaLtF0O_lg2BMHgJDbDVHxQLItskdRtu1Ze2iezs_TWWkmcHBsj9FBbIbVYp9dWaelcW0/s1600-h/tubo.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433092485273259298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbekt8k09gASN0yeaASZKXkk6AWmnC4Je41t5a2B09akgs-KKC1_fsLPjx9yuPi_IilLCReLbaLtF0O_lg2BMHgJDbDVHxQLItskdRtu1Ze2iezs_TWWkmcHBsj9FBbIbVYp9dWaelcW0/s320/tubo.bmp" /></a><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>Te llamas Confusión y caminas a mi lado</em></span></div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>aposentando tu semblante a cada paso que doy </em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em></em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>consigues ahuyentar mis ideas antes de que lleguen a serlo</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>modificas mis pensamientos, sin permiso, sin condición.</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em></em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>Ahora has crecido e intentas hacerme sombra</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>rellenando los huecos que ocupaba mi fortaleza</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em></em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>Aprovecha, debes aprovechar </em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>estoy dispuesta a exiliarte otra vez, </em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em></em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>allí donde no pueda encontrarte</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>ni sentirte. Sólo obviarte.</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em></em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>Entonces comprenderás que te has vuelto a equivocar conmigo,</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><em>que no cedo ni por un momento a uno solo de tus caprichos.</em></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-27368617354709705402009-12-07T01:48:00.003+01:002009-12-07T02:00:49.393+01:00Despierto L<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv7LnQfQbB-jaBz4H8ltxNoTMuIpjvJFcZyZ6Vx84OCztkrH5TUEqyhZwQAysa5hdnG_1igIWL4r10Pa_ZpXpDtIFUS5ZISONPbM64J2d3OiGVyN8avUPhyphenhyphenmT5__191xnOOQmxW1e42VM/s1600-h/EL+GRITO.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412292620646889570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv7LnQfQbB-jaBz4H8ltxNoTMuIpjvJFcZyZ6Vx84OCztkrH5TUEqyhZwQAysa5hdnG_1igIWL4r10Pa_ZpXpDtIFUS5ZISONPbM64J2d3OiGVyN8avUPhyphenhyphenmT5__191xnOOQmxW1e42VM/s320/EL+GRITO.jpg" /></a> <div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;">Hay palabras que al caer, retumban en mis oídos, como una moneda en el fondo de un bidón vacío. Y por dentro es un sonido aterrador y frío, al que sigue mi grito, mudo.</span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-56061247398751038552009-09-10T01:10:00.004+02:002009-09-10T01:47:59.810+02:00Despierto XLIX<div align="center"><a href="http://www.ierasmus.com/madrid/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/dc1f8_callepreciados1954.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 680px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 520px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.ierasmus.com/madrid/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/dc1f8_callepreciados1954.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#666666;">Calle recta sesgada,</span></strong></em></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">molinos quijotescos abandonados de aspas, moles,</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">vidas arremolinadas de paso firme, huyendo, viviendo, </span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">yendo, viniendo.</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;"></span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">Rayos uva masacradores de cueros,</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">cristales salvaretinas,</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">tirantes a punto de suicidarse,</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">belleza, carne, piel, alma, palma.</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;"></span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">Fotocomposiciones de ojos rasgados</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">repetidas hasta la saciedad insaciable,</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">click, click</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">carrete supergiga, no termina.</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;"></span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">Baldosas babosas y sombrillas trepadoras</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">seres rosas, seres blancos ¡serás guiri!</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">sentados en frente de su corto tocayo</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">y a lo lejos un oso grita: ¡¡NO MORE PHOTOS!!</span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;"></span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;">Apreciada, despreciada quién te ha visto y quién te ve.</span></strong></em><br /></span></div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.virtourist.com/europe/madrid/images/44.jpg" />Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-17334998088055997192009-09-06T05:02:00.004+02:002009-09-15T02:19:22.073+02:00Despierto XLVIII<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4O0knrJ_JvlxMrHw8agarXqnQnJeUqFlj9E6pjfpyL0H7fBW5RaE0KOw2Cit9NC0XRZ8Q-RDjDBs-hEZZIvMZZV8R8F_0ya93ASM5AOfpwgXZHN6ox7K8mhatwBHq95OJ3MxJuTkUTXw/s1600-h/WEBLOG2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378187778359070882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4O0knrJ_JvlxMrHw8agarXqnQnJeUqFlj9E6pjfpyL0H7fBW5RaE0KOw2Cit9NC0XRZ8Q-RDjDBs-hEZZIvMZZV8R8F_0ya93ASM5AOfpwgXZHN6ox7K8mhatwBHq95OJ3MxJuTkUTXw/s320/WEBLOG2.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>Necesarias escapadas en maniobra liberadora,</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>conversaciones intrascendentes, también necesarias</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>desempolvar recuerdos </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>para atraer la alegría y la emoción</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>de nuestra infancia</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>risas sumergidas en vino y cerveza, </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">caminar</span>,</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>calor provocador, provocador lipotímico</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>recuperar consciencia y color,</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>aire, pulmones, fuerza,</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">caminar</span>,</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>regresar con los deberes sin terminar</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong>conversar, dormir, conversar ahora sí, trascender y volver a </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">caminar</span>.</strong></span></div><br /><div></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-58032491577601194222009-08-31T05:44:00.003+02:002009-09-05T00:29:35.145+02:00Despierto XLVII<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8KlbkvCzcFSmG8M3Vu-6edczNy7X85udTwIW6j-foHvlXHNGmwAgiJCzpvFBJ5HdL_bMWXOzOIQCpRcZM-k7ve7JdW7jwKbRl3L81JvJHf4lAdyTpxSgLxcvyzwtTt6LU1d1thEftdyg/s1600-h/blogfoto.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375974109787179650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8KlbkvCzcFSmG8M3Vu-6edczNy7X85udTwIW6j-foHvlXHNGmwAgiJCzpvFBJ5HdL_bMWXOzOIQCpRcZM-k7ve7JdW7jwKbRl3L81JvJHf4lAdyTpxSgLxcvyzwtTt6LU1d1thEftdyg/s320/blogfoto.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>Que suave y mojada espalda</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>que suave recorrerla y perderme en sus valles</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>que paz desprende</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>como tu rostro</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>que calor tan dulce</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>mitigando mi seca garganta</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>qué placer es saberte unida a mí</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>sembrando de gotas de cristal </em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>las sábanas</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>qué breves momentos</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>que intensos</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>que suaves</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>...que suave sueño me mece, me acaricia, me arropa.</em></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>pero ya no estás, pero no te has ido.</em></strong></span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-45222411394367225442009-08-04T11:09:00.008+02:002009-09-10T01:10:19.780+02:00Despierto XLVI<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3KKJFQL4S-zpLCa_3BfIo4m6xaC6GBudq-W188iykxwKeMdieiK960bHUucpcdZeOQ-Tlzy8blZubFjKsW66dgBCrsNb7U7ZBXPpyMjfu8k2MvmRi3Y8Xj2uIdbrG08yFoJ7xf9vrzlo/s1600-h/123456.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366038369461199506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3KKJFQL4S-zpLCa_3BfIo4m6xaC6GBudq-W188iykxwKeMdieiK960bHUucpcdZeOQ-Tlzy8blZubFjKsW66dgBCrsNb7U7ZBXPpyMjfu8k2MvmRi3Y8Xj2uIdbrG08yFoJ7xf9vrzlo/s320/123456.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">Momentos después de desbrozar la mañana</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">tomé asiento en una solitaria terraza; </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">varios rayos de sol me tomaron por sorpresa</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">y cual Jíbaros, hicieron prácticamente, desaparecer mis pupilas.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">Ella, ataviada con pequeño delantal y una flamante sonrisa,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">fue la única culpable de qué aquellas pupilas</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">reducidas hasta lo ridículo,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">se transformaran en dos inmensos agujeros negros</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">capaces de absorber su imagen</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">hasta dejar saciada mi hambre.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">Entonces, oculto tras las volutas de humo de mi ansiado cigarrillo,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">simplemente la admiré.</span><br /></div><div></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-4639543282602187832009-07-23T18:46:00.002+02:002009-07-23T18:59:38.016+02:00Despierto XLV<a href="http://poeticas.es/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/dolorescastro.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://poeticas.es/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/dolorescastro.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">Hoy soñé con que todos los fuegos me quemaban</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">que cada suspiro que salía de mis vías respiratorias </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">era un dardo incandescente</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">que cada movimiento compulsivo </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">era un despertar volcánico</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">que cada milímetro de mi nucleo</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">solo florece en llamas. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">Y ahora ni de los rescoldos quedan cenizas. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">Ya he despertado y solo espero que la chispas no me salten a los pies.</span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-44159945780527539662009-07-08T11:47:00.002+02:002009-07-08T14:17:37.110+02:00Despierto XLIV<a href="http://blogs.librodearena.com/myfiles/velvetword/foto19134+manuel+mata+gil.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 423px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://blogs.librodearena.com/myfiles/velvetword/foto19134+manuel+mata+gil.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;">No me mereces. Ni merezco merecerte. Y ahora te olvido y no me recuerdes que te recuerde.</span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-27695782436852227832009-06-30T14:38:00.002+02:002009-06-30T14:45:45.413+02:00Despierto XLIII<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT1w8UESu8c7wa4RqbXFbqHP5ZQyX7QJ2rlSinjIlgdn9Ob9GEnbkzkBGat3mgjbvIUQhyphenhyphentOHMe-f5vrLf_XHG-M_yYFj8Bg5WlB67u7MsVzqDOFt0TO0NJawKtZc2bhTXd4PYv6IwsNo/s1600-h/cafeses.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353100787882137650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT1w8UESu8c7wa4RqbXFbqHP5ZQyX7QJ2rlSinjIlgdn9Ob9GEnbkzkBGat3mgjbvIUQhyphenhyphentOHMe-f5vrLf_XHG-M_yYFj8Bg5WlB67u7MsVzqDOFt0TO0NJawKtZc2bhTXd4PYv6IwsNo/s320/cafeses.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;">Camino por un crujiente suelo de galleta, tal vez termine mojándome en el café. No sé si es una buena idea. Seguro, rebosa.</span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-24473632506135836532009-06-10T11:20:00.005+02:002009-06-10T11:41:38.851+02:00Despierto XLII<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;">Ilusión, emoción, crepitar ventricular, pasión, curación.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;">Distorsión, explosión, parpadear arterialmente.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;">Éxtasis del tacto, pulsión cerebral, animación.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;">Corrosión espacio-tiempo. Alegría desmedida.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;">Experimentación, planteamiento que había olvidado.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;">Ensoñación y no quiero despertar,</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#009900;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">Catarsis.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#009900;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#009900;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#009900;"></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345629862927224146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKbgVn1bWu_3VmxeJgvcqkOBZf5GYY5DUrkTXwJYC4snV8nOaDvsf2h5v1-skeJrltVkqiN5pOskxKkUI5eLQsn0kYEh0LiQqeA6jOt2oTQkdf6KrlqwlQoC_NPDrVQnJDVZJd4cr5i8o/s320/huesos.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#006600;">AHORA TÚ ERES MI MOTOR Y MI COLUMNA VERTEBRAL.</span></div><div align="center"></div><br /><p align="center"><object height="132" width="353"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c46d670" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object></p>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-33530364548505297642009-05-27T11:59:00.002+02:002009-05-27T12:11:46.571+02:00Despierto XLI<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5yUIk7cq5A22no9E8RPwcHOeEyuuG_ttHLRxNuw2EQBuJQq6zjD7M7IRGYNDz68jE9yJreozp_f273mmOYKCHzTp-dZ4AQCtiYCzuqhL4Uobc4XeP9ZlUCYUFTPe0GH_vx7l2gk3rPpY/s1600-h/yibh_artistconcept_350x280.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340444329656427826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5yUIk7cq5A22no9E8RPwcHOeEyuuG_ttHLRxNuw2EQBuJQq6zjD7M7IRGYNDz68jE9yJreozp_f273mmOYKCHzTp-dZ4AQCtiYCzuqhL4Uobc4XeP9ZlUCYUFTPe0GH_vx7l2gk3rPpY/s320/yibh_artistconcept_350x280.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;">Un gran vacío capaz de convertirse en mil agujeros negros...y sin retorno.</span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-22262064312900323762009-05-26T02:15:00.003+02:002009-05-26T02:27:57.931+02:00Despierto XL<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgii2vCPmf2MDGVUT4xjLLdJEWAOtkcAl9tGOzf32_spy5sPHcK_fWa8SdE1txWERZhU7cYswBQTpX-NKtNF-uXalrsqSZpA8ysKtPyfSw_OzPh9rzex76I_lTi5JJyK73DEqZnjjw_h4c/s1600-h/CAMARETA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339922766438991810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgii2vCPmf2MDGVUT4xjLLdJEWAOtkcAl9tGOzf32_spy5sPHcK_fWa8SdE1txWERZhU7cYswBQTpX-NKtNF-uXalrsqSZpA8ysKtPyfSw_OzPh9rzex76I_lTi5JJyK73DEqZnjjw_h4c/s320/CAMARETA.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz31ySu4le-1IeQMfr1rDDy0bt5jbSBudRzt_6v7HztgfKVcgs6vzlNdD12F8CODSrTAr3tyXcUAnToMM9AcvEUD51KZAJ2LyEeYQyTKEL7M_mK81rdH8XEb0BpfTgV8TKZZX6iKmtuMI/s1600-h/CAMARETA.jpg"></a></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>- Yo tomaré una taza de sin razón bien cargada.</strong></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>- Sacarina no. Doble de azúcar.</strong></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>- Que esté caliente pero que no queme.</strong></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>- Con un par de pastitas de humildad. ¡¡Gracias Jefe!!</strong></span></em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong><em>- Enseguida caballero ¡Voy volando!</em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="right"><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">- Y lo último que ví fueron sus pies desapareciendo entre las nubes...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-52308177254992685372009-05-15T14:12:00.002+02:002009-05-15T14:15:46.510+02:00Despierto XXXIX<p align="center"><object height="285" width="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i7cEs-1qK5k&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i7cEs-1qK5k&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Lo que hay que leer...</span></p>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-12035438029967256182009-05-09T18:18:00.007+02:002009-05-09T19:07:50.408+02:00Despierto XXXVIII<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVUvA7hQB5uJntGQNH9VJdUqGIGNdOsj6akSsQYwHnlWpD0v1RX02H_65kuTajxl2psCQi_IyR4gH1Ax3soTFC3dqwd0hDVKskJKx1HFNmuu3qEl3ajdJm_9-D0AZQBiBy7gzcWHi8xa4/s1600-h/aa3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333870939011324482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVUvA7hQB5uJntGQNH9VJdUqGIGNdOsj6akSsQYwHnlWpD0v1RX02H_65kuTajxl2psCQi_IyR4gH1Ax3soTFC3dqwd0hDVKskJKx1HFNmuu3qEl3ajdJm_9-D0AZQBiBy7gzcWHi8xa4/s400/aa3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...bueno eso viene pasando desde tiempos ancestrales; cuando los hombres y las mujeres chocan, enseguida salen chispas por todas partes. </span></span></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">La energía que se crea es capaz de mover el universo.</span> </span></span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000000;"></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333870312880082082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3__qoWhu6m3eIU-MzCDSPDg1-lbn1ZplE6hZIwIr0-aVc19__i8KlpJoNBKFx0WP3vUPhhr0Ruq58zmE-q4aAqR-im8u0uv-Sp3WOkLlLRW_6kfunqfKQRsGwc4pyqZkBGTec5MXwf_Y/s400/aa2.jpg" border="0" /></span></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000000;"></span></span></div><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000000;"></span></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000000;"></p></span></span><br /><div align="center"></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-34544848830445855722009-05-03T15:14:00.000+02:002009-05-04T00:09:41.117+02:00Despierto XXXVII<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9rlJ9sYLmUn6j6r0UBLMR1ET7ok9WNNguJSNz9uDzsg2LJ6dW5Rq5y5OoZM6on6-lg14UxKB3yGem8Eqa4fuxQTE2AWDI4IgYZ7wihlka-iTHtz4r-pTYxSFjZLaQsgG2vXQLJRo4X9w/s1600-h/nancyblog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331643569126040722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9rlJ9sYLmUn6j6r0UBLMR1ET7ok9WNNguJSNz9uDzsg2LJ6dW5Rq5y5OoZM6on6-lg14UxKB3yGem8Eqa4fuxQTE2AWDI4IgYZ7wihlka-iTHtz4r-pTYxSFjZLaQsgG2vXQLJRo4X9w/s320/nancyblog.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">No hay dia sin sol, ni paleto sin blog...morena no me quieras tanto y quiéreme mejor.</span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-11162580824600367872009-04-24T13:46:00.003+02:002009-04-24T13:52:06.320+02:00Despierto XXXVI<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFrHp5RKe1O_kDDJX82yDrA9Mae0cH7giPutaiIW-sux9GuSaYLYYAAMB_mXjoNFG2qLkBuReFTWh5UuTEhX7OzheUaNoHP3CQ-s959JBDHdm11diIH9YUFUlA76JMTY6j1rtYK4sfT1C/s320/raciones_paquito.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFrHp5RKe1O_kDDJX82yDrA9Mae0cH7giPutaiIW-sux9GuSaYLYYAAMB_mXjoNFG2qLkBuReFTWh5UuTEhX7OzheUaNoHP3CQ-s959JBDHdm11diIH9YUFUlA76JMTY6j1rtYK4sfT1C/s320/raciones_paquito.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>Vivo, siento, respiro como siempre he querido. Para eso tengo uso de <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;">ración</span>.</strong></span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-11763852531786238002009-04-21T01:14:00.002+02:002009-04-21T01:29:08.709+02:00Despierto XXXV<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-A0WOCvbcE9mRtrbbGL38Xiqdx9W7fvJDiMHARkopAFg6kQgLQCM2rWOYm84M2fNoFyxfdVt3I4lh6OaeTmh2tyqRe6R_xkI-dpWhCk8Exw32-A-idN7i30x8RnYuhYlaWOdhcbC9nQI/s1600-h/gabardi.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326919639557181138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-A0WOCvbcE9mRtrbbGL38Xiqdx9W7fvJDiMHARkopAFg6kQgLQCM2rWOYm84M2fNoFyxfdVt3I4lh6OaeTmh2tyqRe6R_xkI-dpWhCk8Exw32-A-idN7i30x8RnYuhYlaWOdhcbC9nQI/s400/gabardi.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>No me gusta exhibirme.</strong></span> <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">No me gusta exhibirme</span>. <strong><span style="color:#000000;">No me gusta exhibirme</span></strong></span><strong><span style="color:#000000;">.</span></strong></span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-62812114570881050332009-04-17T05:36:00.003+02:002009-04-17T05:55:53.697+02:00Despierto XXXIV<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1-NiyWr35nctmMP7KMcZaFM5Li9XqyZd6NlM1HwzlCtWlfqlny2Q86fQLZGLtz8DDnwyA1hB7JjMlbF8GYzfuW18z-koRHIzxKcqqbPfrPxzhPeOCSkp1vVCqTLA_8yqc2kf_CpWVXmg/s1600-h/pies.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325502478537085426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1-NiyWr35nctmMP7KMcZaFM5Li9XqyZd6NlM1HwzlCtWlfqlny2Q86fQLZGLtz8DDnwyA1hB7JjMlbF8GYzfuW18z-koRHIzxKcqqbPfrPxzhPeOCSkp1vVCqTLA_8yqc2kf_CpWVXmg/s400/pies.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Hoy robo una frase a Roosevelt</span> </strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"><strong><em>"Un radical es alguien con los pies firmemente plantados en el aire"</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"></span></em></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330033;">Me encanta estar tan colgado</span></strong></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-14270259725853570382009-04-15T16:35:00.003+02:002009-04-15T17:10:41.688+02:00Despierto XXXIII<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Iejm_0QFyB8AZCP4KY0OI5WT_DTUe348cW_lyNKSVGqgOC44mEuSKf6zWxI_nhiPpblVSoCJsLJxgtSRcjUHBwFFDfRm27XMQLYU9y0hZKjIMsXEka-ZSFlr8O2fx44DUts_Bd4guP4/s1600-h/roto.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Iejm_0QFyB8AZCP4KY0OI5WT_DTUe348cW_lyNKSVGqgOC44mEuSKf6zWxI_nhiPpblVSoCJsLJxgtSRcjUHBwFFDfRm27XMQLYU9y0hZKjIMsXEka-ZSFlr8O2fx44DUts_Bd4guP4/s320/roto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324928334005773954" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >Dejad de mirad la cáscara de este huevo. Seguramente no os guste. Dentro hay una yema que late ¿Que más da si es amarilla?</span><br /></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-4141869460811637502009-04-14T12:47:00.003+02:002009-04-14T13:00:19.825+02:00Despierto XXXII<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPEPTLe_KMshE5qy_8Mv9i4wI1eliGh96VW7Bgb-p16l7o9jy78qdqclLkjcjkkLVIcSmPq1LJtFXPTb8-jEFR_qJWnb_v4dbZEiBsEe_jnfnb5ADu_e4PkiaE8OrjhwRu8yguSKVY0k0/s1600-h/DORMIR.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324499942458193138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPEPTLe_KMshE5qy_8Mv9i4wI1eliGh96VW7Bgb-p16l7o9jy78qdqclLkjcjkkLVIcSmPq1LJtFXPTb8-jEFR_qJWnb_v4dbZEiBsEe_jnfnb5ADu_e4PkiaE8OrjhwRu8yguSKVY0k0/s320/DORMIR.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>A veces me despierto soñando y otras sueño despierto. A veces veo con los ojos cerrados y otras me estrello con los ojos abiertos.</strong></span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-22209965615886168412009-04-06T20:31:00.003+02:002009-04-06T20:43:40.541+02:00Despierto XXXI<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_cEhDNwh3f5i_PBKzJXPZTN8l7laEtVQvr-XNpN6Q7v_dWiQ2dvH_ld0C76FAI6FQEcTuM0DuqbxegLV6NEcTGpNavmtrgfmCAnsW3a6DwkeSWfyQgAt9yotdccImLQZvafWLQ1gn330/s1600-h/blog2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_cEhDNwh3f5i_PBKzJXPZTN8l7laEtVQvr-XNpN6Q7v_dWiQ2dvH_ld0C76FAI6FQEcTuM0DuqbxegLV6NEcTGpNavmtrgfmCAnsW3a6DwkeSWfyQgAt9yotdccImLQZvafWLQ1gn330/s320/blog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321650838454070626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Al final sólo somos un invento de otro invento<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >...</span></span><br /></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-12146985702690547092009-04-06T19:34:00.002+02:002009-04-06T19:42:34.373+02:00Despierto XXX<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikQ1UBDH_HBiQpvEbXIUq_eDXSoMg2PHyO9Dl8pxFtcbQe4t0NciueR-GVayzIgbKYDH6V4EDaYRRfxoU_FIlqzqF8spfjxyeZitELATG1mwsU58SSkEWHd2tSl5_Jb8vuUex2_oHY1Gk/s1600-h/blog.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikQ1UBDH_HBiQpvEbXIUq_eDXSoMg2PHyO9Dl8pxFtcbQe4t0NciueR-GVayzIgbKYDH6V4EDaYRRfxoU_FIlqzqF8spfjxyeZitELATG1mwsU58SSkEWHd2tSl5_Jb8vuUex2_oHY1Gk/s320/blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321635115705707746" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">...claro,</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" > eso es lo curioso</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />que el final esté escrito</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" > pero el comienzo no...</span> </div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-73643558790102454212009-03-31T14:43:00.003+02:002009-03-31T14:50:24.284+02:00Despierto XXIX<a href="http://elsotanodelconocimiento.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/ciencia.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://elsotanodelconocimiento.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/ciencia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#333333;">Energías que cruzan mi anatomía de lado a lado. Positivas, que me refuerzan. Negativas, simplemente se pierden en la oscuridad, transformándose en <span style="color:#000099;">GOTAS</span> de nada.</span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-88655215216576181802009-03-20T12:33:00.004+01:002009-03-20T12:39:53.052+01:00Despierto XXVIII<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxlQSAA1t83atGpS9F6D225T6wsCRd4diRlpYB0ZKXi3dIUz7Eaq3zNLQgEIzQ2vsoAVwDV1jxpRcaU7eCP4BX12P88YfkJ04CctvEFKSFY6pDR4ZHonPxgVePu7juTu3E2EHgJSEncQM/s1600-h/avion1-242x300.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315232815689296626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxlQSAA1t83atGpS9F6D225T6wsCRd4diRlpYB0ZKXi3dIUz7Eaq3zNLQgEIzQ2vsoAVwDV1jxpRcaU7eCP4BX12P88YfkJ04CctvEFKSFY6pDR4ZHonPxgVePu7juTu3E2EHgJSEncQM/s320/avion1-242x300.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">Tal vez tomé el control. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Empecé a pilotar mi propio </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><em>avión</em></strong></span> <span style="font-size:130%;">y ahora vuelo como la seda.</span></span></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">Largas rutas venideras llenas de <em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">placer</span></strong></em> ludopático.</span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875049095648576041.post-28385100767862221842009-03-14T05:12:00.005+01:002009-03-14T05:17:30.071+01:00Despierto XXVII<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCrB9RgOWLgQkDc7EaQfwpOtavNeqaqt825KDczfwNdLd6ulLkUzoHIb1bGTZWJdszUvs-zIMLhCMDwz8t4OmUfba6wMH-3sHaEw-5PJiGeLO7oyC4dD6BaRRZ6LQD6Ee7vIZLoXUPJM/s1600-h/Picture+45.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCrB9RgOWLgQkDc7EaQfwpOtavNeqaqt825KDczfwNdLd6ulLkUzoHIb1bGTZWJdszUvs-zIMLhCMDwz8t4OmUfba6wMH-3sHaEw-5PJiGeLO7oyC4dD6BaRRZ6LQD6Ee7vIZLoXUPJM/s320/Picture+45.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312891936678024594" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >...y a no ser que tengas el Empire State Building no hay </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >skyline</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >que valga!!!</span></span><br /></span></div>Garyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15791227965650225435noreply@blogger.com2