<?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-1135858753911517057</id><updated>2011-11-22T16:00:37.710-08:00</updated><category term='TV'/><category term='Batallas'/><category term='Films'/><category term='Skate'/><category term='Arturo Jimenez'/><category term='G Time'/><category term='Recomendaciones'/><category term='Días'/><category term='Foto'/><category term='Notas Mentales'/><category term='Arturo Jiménez'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='Borrachas Provincianas'/><category term='Men'/><category term='Hypofisis'/><category term='Gilógo Arkturo'/><category term='Música'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Stations'/><category term='Andiles'/><category term='Listas'/><category term='Trouble'/><category term='CD'/><category term='Musica'/><category term='LOVE'/><category term='Think'/><category term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category term='Cine'/><category term='Instituto'/><title type='text'>Easier To Run</title><subtitle type='html'>Films, Thinks, Shins, Sounds, Pics, Dreams, Finds, Links.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>235</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-6878927799991123771</id><published>2011-02-21T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:31:40.267-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><title type='text'>Plains</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cinissimo.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/Poster-de-Planes-para-ma%C3%B1ana.jpg" id="il_fi" height="450" width="318" style="padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy en un salón vacío, en una escuela casi vacía, donde los muros hablan y hablan. Transmiten emociones y colocan en la gente, cierto tipo de acentos foráneos, que los hacen emigrar de sus caparazones a otro tipo de trance, a otro tipo de personalidad o cuerpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Estoy ahora en el segundo ciclo, caminando en medio de salones vacíos, más vacíos que de costumbre, con gente igual de cansada, y fatigada, ahora hay más personajes nuevos en éste libreto, he incluido personajes que nunca pensé estarían dentro de mi guión, dentro de las escenas que a cada instante debo cortar y editar. Estoy anunciando el próximo estreno del mundo que en mi vida viviré, pero por ahora, estoy tan tranquilo como sosiego, demasiado torpe creo pensar, a momentos este tipo de perturbaciones podrían no nublar mi cabeza, y eso ocasionaría un estado vegetativo casi incontrolable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Estoy totalmente cansado, y jodido, quiero irme a dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-6878927799991123771?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/6878927799991123771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=6878927799991123771' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6878927799991123771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6878927799991123771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2011/02/plains.html' title='Plains'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2998475277951872078</id><published>2010-11-19T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T06:09:22.337-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>En la tormenta</title><content type='html'>Estoy frente a una mesa&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WsdMP0gAwCg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y pienso así, fervozamente, que lo odio con todo mi ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero no tengo tanta uerza como para hacerlo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solo me tomo el cuello, y trato de estar en paz con lo que intento sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doy muchas vueltas por doquier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muchas vueltas por algunas de las partes más oscuras que tengo en mi cabeza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pasan ideas muy bizarras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lo único que me da consuelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;es que tengo muchas ganas de sentirme mejor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2998475277951872078?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2998475277951872078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2998475277951872078' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2998475277951872078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2998475277951872078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2010/11/en-la-tormenta.html' title='En la tormenta'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2547807070154784846</id><published>2010-11-12T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T08:57:29.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cágate</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Me cago en tu puta madre&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por qué putas, una mujer que pretende caerte tan bien, termina ostigando la puta madre, éstas son las cosas por las que nosotros los colegialos de una escuela horrenda de gente culera y cagada, debe de pasar para conseguir lo que uno quiere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2547807070154784846?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2573465565069381850</id><published>2010-11-12T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T08:55:13.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>500 días con él (o más)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cuando camino en alguna ciudad, con mis headphones, oigo a The Smiths, desde los 14 los oigo, y creo que e por ello, que tengo un aparente desenfoque de las cosas. Siempre tengo la sensación de recordarlo, de invocar prescencia alguna de lo que es él, las fotografías rondean mi diminuta y estrecha mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2573465565069381850?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2573465565069381850/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2573465565069381850' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2573465565069381850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2573465565069381850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2010/11/500-dias-con-el-o-mas.html' title='500 días con él (o más)'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2589231945509435727</id><published>2010-11-11T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:37:00.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Hapiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today, i want to be &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2589231945509435727?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2589231945509435727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2589231945509435727' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2589231945509435727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2589231945509435727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2010/11/hapiness.html' title='Hapiness'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-7727512649546408094</id><published>2010-11-10T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T12:24:18.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skate'/><title type='text'>Volar alto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNr7Gd6g-BI/AAAAAAAABuQ/6STq2rBr5yQ/s1600/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNr7Gd6g-BI/AAAAAAAABuQ/6STq2rBr5yQ/s400/0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538014780333291538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-7727512649546408094?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/7727512649546408094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=7727512649546408094' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7727512649546408094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7727512649546408094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2010/11/volar-alto.html' title='Volar alto'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNr7Gd6g-BI/AAAAAAAABuQ/6STq2rBr5yQ/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8790094792749536823</id><published>2010-11-08T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T15:29:23.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Pulp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoy no pensé tanto en &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;él&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g1LE9s8RxYg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pero el ciclo constante, siempre me hacía evocar su presencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;esa que me pone tan nervioso, cuando está frente a mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hoy pensé mucho en Pulp, y en cantar, esas canciones británicas, que me llegan al ronco pecho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hace mucho frío, y comienzo a congelarme un poco&lt;br /&gt;pero estoy sentado, procurando no hacer ruido con los dos pies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulp y mis camaradas, me recuerdan su olor, y su prescencia, esa que debo esperar para poder ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8790094792749536823?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8790094792749536823/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8790094792749536823' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8790094792749536823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8790094792749536823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2010/11/pulp.html' title='Pulp'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-7455302300213453014</id><published>2010-11-07T15:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T15:37:38.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Tú</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNc2zbCtDBI/AAAAAAAABt4/vLhLUV3Ragg/s1600/(500)+Days+of+Summer+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNc2zbCtDBI/AAAAAAAABt4/vLhLUV3Ragg/s400/(500)+Days+of+Summer+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536954523935640594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me encanta su sonrisa, su pelo, sus rodillas. Me encanta el lunar con forma rara que tiene en su espalda. La forma en la que a veces pone los labios antes de hablar. Y eso sonido de su voz. Me encanta mirarlo cuando está dormido. Me encanta esuchar esa canción, cada vez que pienso en él y como consigue que me sienta. Hace que todo sea posible, no sé como si mereciese vivir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-7455302300213453014?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/7455302300213453014/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=7455302300213453014' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7455302300213453014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7455302300213453014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2010/11/tu.html' title='Tú'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNc2zbCtDBI/AAAAAAAABt4/vLhLUV3Ragg/s72-c/(500)+Days+of+Summer+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-1695813854474712401</id><published>2010-11-06T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T19:13:55.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Volar muy alto</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/qheTGTNxRVs/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qheTGTNxRVs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qheTGTNxRVs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Volar muy alto, con lobos, búhos y un montón de deudas por pagar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-1695813854474712401?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/1695813854474712401/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=1695813854474712401' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1695813854474712401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1695813854474712401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2010/11/volar-muy-alto.html' title='Volar muy alto'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2595191294112697562</id><published>2010-11-06T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T18:56:35.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Anochece</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNYHMAdAoSI/AAAAAAAABtw/r7VtBnL6BkI/s1600/Sergi+-+El+cielo+abierto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNYHMAdAoSI/AAAAAAAABtw/r7VtBnL6BkI/s400/Sergi+-+El+cielo+abierto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536620694760104226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;Viajar con vos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;es dejar un poco la alegría del mundo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;para ir a la alegría de la vida&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;viajar con vos, es &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;en primera instancia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;un lujo que me doy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;No tengo tanto dinero para entender&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;como soy capaz de tener acceso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;a un poco de tu compañía&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;que huele a un viaje cansado y abatido&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;de pensar que todo entre nosotros&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;está mal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Espero ancioso el día&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;en que me veas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;como algo más &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;que un simple compañero de asiento&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;no hablo tanto, por que oler tu perfume&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;me corta la lengua&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;esa que está anciosa por besarte cada mañana&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Anochecerá&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;no sé para cuando&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;pero cuando eso pase&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;tal vez moriré con vos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;un viaje tan largo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;para un compañero&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;que bajará antes de la parada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Antes de que sepa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;lo mucho que quisiera&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;estar con él para toda la vida&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Supongo que puede parecer extraño, pero aquella imagen, aquella inocente imagen resultó al cabo, el factor mas esclarecedor, el impacto más violento, para mi vida, que agonizaba por pedacitos, como un bocanada de humo, con un cigarro que apenas encenderé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Suelo tener con mi hermano, esos delirios donde encuentro la paz en las cosas más extrañas, de más chiquillo, pretendía que la felicidad se encontraba en las manos, en esas que me daban la oportunidad de tocar, abrazar, y sentir a la gente que quería, con ellas hacía, y rehacía infinidad de particulas doblegadas de color y olor, pero estaba equivocado. La ciudad es difícil, cuando uno viene de un lugar menos peor, allí en el pueblo solía patinar, rayar paredes, y leer cuentos de Elvira Lindo, mientras en mi ipod, sonaba música de Keegan Dewitt, con un Texas Snow, o un Quiet city que sólo me recuerda eso, a todo lo que en algún momento sentía como felicidad. A mí me gusta mucho sentir eso, que al menos tengo algo que presumir, una felicidad de esas raras que desconjonan, que te hacen sentir asediado por un montón de cosas bonitas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mi felicidad del ahora, está alejada de esas tardes veraniegas en Misantla, donde iba por doquier en busca de una buena taza de té, y charlas de señoras 60tonas, hablando de lo difícil que es encontrar un lugar en el mundo, o un mundo que tenga algún lugar para nosotros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ahorita mismo, voy al baño, y me veo como un Bob Harris, un hombre de edad madura, que graba comerciales en Tokio, se encuentra con una chica mucho mas menor que él, y se enamora. El encuentro es fugaz, nadie ha dicho que ellos tienen algo, pero disfrutan estar ambos juntos, solos, divierténdose, y mofando con la vida, yo algún día siempre anhele ser encontrado, mi condición de vida me hizo alejarme del anarquismo existencial, nadie podía desatarme de los hilos con los que he nacido, así me tocó vivir, con un montón de gente que aún depende de mí, muchas veces, quisiera pararme, y mandar todo a la mierda, como debiese ser, pero aún no estoy preparado para irme del todo, voy lento, con dos dedos, torpe pero pinchando las letras que quiero dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Para variar, siempre regreso a la misma canción de siempre, siempre regreso al mismo cuarto donde duermo solo, y cansado, de tanta putada, all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;í donde todo empieza, y donde todo termina siendo lo mismo de siempre, algo que al final, sí fué real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stand by me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Oasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2595191294112697562?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2595191294112697562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2595191294112697562' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2595191294112697562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2595191294112697562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2010/11/anochece.html' title='Anochece'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNYHMAdAoSI/AAAAAAAABtw/r7VtBnL6BkI/s72-c/Sergi+-+El+cielo+abierto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4181933815333841698</id><published>2010-10-24T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T13:56:07.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Viéndote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TMSdQBeLL7I/AAAAAAAABtI/MMrHtiIP9tw/s1600/Foto+del+d%C3%ADa+09-10-2010+a+la(s)+21:32+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TMSdQBeLL7I/AAAAAAAABtI/MMrHtiIP9tw/s400/Foto+del+d%C3%ADa+09-10-2010+a+la(s)+21:32+%232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531719140916277170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like your hair look&lt;br /&gt;and be able to miss it&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to be with you&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes it is not possible&lt;br /&gt;I've found on a road&lt;br /&gt;where I ever run into any life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4181933815333841698?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4181933815333841698/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4181933815333841698' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4181933815333841698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4181933815333841698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2010/10/viendote.html' title='Viéndote'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TMSdQBeLL7I/AAAAAAAABtI/MMrHtiIP9tw/s72-c/Foto+del+d%C3%ADa+09-10-2010+a+la(s)+21:32+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-3333470098310254445</id><published>2010-01-18T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:30:48.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Sailing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace rato he ido a tomar fotos, las pocas o muchas que salieron, realmente no me importaron, lo unico que tenia sentido era el hecho de que traía una canción en mente, Sailing de Christopher Ross, es extraño no?, osea quién llega a recordar una canción tan vieja y olvidada, para insiprarse en tomar cosas del presente. Mi mente es el objeto más extraño que jamás halla yo poseido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/S1TxIjFPoKI/AAAAAAAABro/UX6PApd2ZLQ/s1600-h/SDC12483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428228580046774434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/S1TxIjFPoKI/AAAAAAAABro/UX6PApd2ZLQ/s400/SDC12483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/S1TxIRzEWnI/AAAAAAAABrg/tm3EBNpebqQ/s1600-h/SDC12482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428228575407135346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/S1TxIRzEWnI/AAAAAAAABrg/tm3EBNpebqQ/s400/SDC12482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Mom .Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/S1TxIEwAlsI/AAAAAAAABrY/rhgSQaC9Gzw/s1600-h/SDC12475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428228571904644802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/S1TxIEwAlsI/AAAAAAAABrY/rhgSQaC9Gzw/s400/SDC12475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/S1TxHwFUUrI/AAAAAAAABrQ/DUCanRciDP8/s1600-h/SDC12472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428228566356873906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/S1TxHwFUUrI/AAAAAAAABrQ/DUCanRciDP8/s400/SDC12472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Brother .Close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/S1TxHnwvktI/AAAAAAAABrI/cNh06XQtrAg/s1600-h/SDC12471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428228564123095762" style="DISPLAY: block; 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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;De &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/zyrthec/EasierToRun?authkey=Gv1sRgCKnu_JnP7t6DKA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Easier To Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-3333470098310254445?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/3333470098310254445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=3333470098310254445' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/3333470098310254445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/3333470098310254445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2010/01/sailing.html' title='Sailing'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/S1TxIjFPoKI/AAAAAAAABro/UX6PApd2ZLQ/s72-c/SDC12483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-767494518661742704</id><published>2009-05-11T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:39:22.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Prenotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334714883356744034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Sgi27AB32WI/AAAAAAAABos/ko-bcnkb7uI/s400/Mary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Sgi27VdGM1I/AAAAAAAABo0/_LEqoQU8Who/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334714889108075346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Sgi27VdGM1I/AAAAAAAABo0/_LEqoQU8Who/s400/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Escucho un poco de música Alternative Rock que para variar, lo que mejor me hace sentir, es con menos edad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay, es que soy un empedernido que vuela.&lt;br /&gt;Y me gusta mucho la idea de volar con un aire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-767494518661742704?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/767494518661742704/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=767494518661742704' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/767494518661742704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/767494518661742704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2009/05/prenotes.html' title='Prenotes'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Sgi27AB32WI/AAAAAAAABos/ko-bcnkb7uI/s72-c/Mary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8034532966632591225</id><published>2009-03-30T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:22:18.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Encuentrame, y Llevame a Al Final de Esta Sesión</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hoy nos hiban a dar la vacuna de la Hepatitis B, Influenza y no sé que mas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Me fuí a la biblioteca, y antes me puse a oir rolas de Natalie Merchant en el costado, no quería oir anadie, me cansa a veces la gente de mi salón. Se me hacen personajes que suelen tener u ngrado de monotonos. Escuchaba con mi ipod fracturado del Jack, a Natalie, a R.E.M. A Mecano, y así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oigo esta cancion a ratos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUwjJf-N1EE/SKwqS_ToarI/AAAAAAAAAdw/pVhQZUQaSaQ/s400/boyce+avenue.jpg" style="-webkit-user-select: none" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boyce Avenue - Find Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So many nights trying to hide it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But now I stay awake just pleading for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To think this heart was divided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm losing sleep cause I can't ignore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Feeling your touch all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Peacefully hearing the sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Of silence around us, so glad we found us this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Find me, here in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now I'm wondering where you've always been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blindly, I came to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Knowing you'd breathe new life from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can't get enough of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want to be where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In times of need I just want you to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I leave a note on your car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I can't find the right words to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hearing your voice all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The last place we're going is down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'll blindly follow knowing you're leading the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Find me, here in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now I'm wondering where you've always been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blindly, I came to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Knowing you'd breathe new life from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;With you in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There's nothing else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My life stands still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You are the will that makes me strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Make me strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If ever alone in this world I know I'll always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Find me, here in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now I'm wondering where you've always been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blindly, I came to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Knowing you'd breathe new life from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You sleep, here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Where the world just shuts down for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blindly, you came to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finding peace and belief in this smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Find some peace and belief in this smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can't get enough of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me dormí unas horillas en la tarde, desperté descalzo, mientras veia caer el atardecer y asi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer me puse a cantar en mi cuarto, Fangoria, Falling Up, Three Days Grace, con eso llamado Euforia, aquí acurrucado por el frio, con un palo como micrófono, en destono y sintiendome en un escenario, como alguién grande de voz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8034532966632591225?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8034532966632591225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8034532966632591225' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8547672648610878187</id><published>2009-03-28T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:27:18.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>El Planeta y Neal Casal en Debut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Sc8F05l8YjI/AAAAAAAABok/MqQDkfl7B6Y/s1600-h/Dibujo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318476091319149106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Sc8F05l8YjI/AAAAAAAABok/MqQDkfl7B6Y/s400/Dibujo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Hour Planet! / Neal Casal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoy apagamos las luces en mi casa, por una hora, hicimos bombones horenads con una fogata que prendimos afuerilla. Salchichas, globos aerostáticos que queríamos encender, y pues todo esto que se puede ocurrir en una hora en donde no teníamos que encender nada de luces, nos fuimos al parque y nos encontramos a mi mamá y a mi hermano, y en el camino a mi hermana la mayor, mi hermana la pequeña se emocionó con los venezolanos. Hoy salió mi nota sobre "Los Abrazos Rotos" de Almodovar, hoy vinieron unos venezolanos a un intercambio de fútbol en donde les ganaron no sé cuanto. Y bueno, lo frío del día solo hospisiaba a oir más folk, americana, y altcountry. Y todo eso, simplificado se puede defiir como la armoniosa caja de historias que el más humilde y reconocido artista de la optima banda de Americana "The Cardinals", don Neal Casal junta en su disco -Roots &amp;amp; Wings-, un disco frequesito, de baladitas folk, y alt country que se ha quedado aquí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellos, Hacienda Brothers y John Doe and The Sadies, fueron un complemento muy inn de esta esfera armónica que a concordado que para tener una tarde de buen sonido y armonía solo hace falta ponerse a bailar, al ritmo de una guitarra y un banjo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8547672648610878187?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8547672648610878187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8547672648610878187' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8547672648610878187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8547672648610878187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-planeta-y-neal-casal-en-debut.html' title='El Planeta y Neal Casal en Debut'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Sc8F05l8YjI/AAAAAAAABok/MqQDkfl7B6Y/s72-c/Dibujo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2300905326927867280</id><published>2009-03-27T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:26:11.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><title type='text'>Escenas PreEnsayistas sobre el -Ensayo de la Ceguera-</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318036547691897698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Sc12EF-4Y2I/AAAAAAAABoc/wx5BBQT63Ug/s400/audioslave.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Audioslave, make me remembers somethings of our past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoy hubo psicolodelía controlada sobre los tallos, una típica plática de ese maestro de informática que solo está volviendoa hablar y hablar. Un calor que te pretendía incluirte en eso llamado "ambiente" de lo estable que llega a ser la huida de los infiernos par ala entrada a estos paraísos en donde no existe el tiempo inoportuno de esas gentes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Entregaron estas boletas que reflejan como va uno en la escuela, y ando con una enorme cantidad de buenas cosas. Solo espero tener los suficientes recursos numéricos para poder presentar ese examen de admisión que tanto Instation y arkturo quieren para un rato más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2300905326927867280?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2300905326927867280/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2300905326927867280' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2300905326927867280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2300905326927867280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2009/03/escenas-preensayistas-sobre-el-ensayo.html' title='Escenas PreEnsayistas sobre el -Ensayo de la Ceguera-'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Sc12EF-4Y2I/AAAAAAAABoc/wx5BBQT63Ug/s72-c/audioslave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-7779380244148234431</id><published>2009-03-26T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:56:41.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><title type='text'>Las Guerras Pscológicas y Físicas contra los Humanos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Scwx0J4PEdI/AAAAAAAABoU/0x8i3ADS9Ms/s1600-h/the-bands-visit-the-band-arrival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317680032092459474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Scwx0J4PEdI/AAAAAAAABoU/0x8i3ADS9Ms/s400/the-bands-visit-the-band-arrival.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ganar es lo único a pensar, en una guerra psicológica y de acciones en donde todo se vale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sale el nuevo disco de los Pet Shop Boys, el de Falling Up, y a visperas de tener el Kingdom Of Rust, todas estas recopilacionesde canciones, se unen para una peculiar batalla contra la psicología, la fobia social de no juntarse el uno al otro. Trabajos, más trabajos, dineros cobrados, y mi cámera digital en espera, dos examenes para la Universidad a presentar, amigos, gene que llega y se queda, personas con las que lidio, dormir bajo un arbol en la espera de generar poca incógnita. Mi situación esclar es la prioridad, exponer con Claudio, soportar a Loeza por nada. Andar de aquí para allá en camionetas escuchando estupideces que quizá llegan a ser divertidas. Visitas de gente, emociones altas de felicidad, cursos, contorl de energías, reflexiones sobre el voyeurismo, fotos, panoramas de escenas con sol. Comer solo, estar en la biblioteca, platicar con germán, hablar a solas con Jorge, ir a la casa de jorge con su mac, pescado. Waltz With Bashir, su música, cn don Max Richter, oir a lo mucho Grace de Jeff Buckey, escuchar Duffy con su video este de los muchachos elegantes, desatar dudas y ensayos mínimos de "Los Abrazos Rotos". Baby Love en el Festival Lesbian &amp;amp; Gay de London. y ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dios, este a sido un més intenso. caramba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-7779380244148234431?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/7779380244148234431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=7779380244148234431' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7779380244148234431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7779380244148234431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2009/03/las-guerras-pscologicas-y-fisicas.html' title='Las Guerras Pscológicas y Físicas contra los Humanos.'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/Scwx0J4PEdI/AAAAAAAABoU/0x8i3ADS9Ms/s72-c/the-bands-visit-the-band-arrival.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-5747230990101503212</id><published>2008-09-23T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:42:27.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men'/><title type='text'>Ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SNmMqdu7P7I/AAAAAAAABNw/uQgnvxo76Hc/s1600-h/RyanAdams_MaywoodStation062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249381501840867250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SNmMqdu7P7I/AAAAAAAABNw/uQgnvxo76Hc/s400/RyanAdams_MaywoodStation062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ILoveThisGuy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-5747230990101503212?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/5747230990101503212/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=5747230990101503212' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5747230990101503212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5747230990101503212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/ryan.html' title='Ryan'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SNmMqdu7P7I/AAAAAAAABNw/uQgnvxo76Hc/s72-c/RyanAdams_MaywoodStation062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-7694430461609167205</id><published>2008-09-22T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:15:28.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SNgm-bRXNDI/AAAAAAAABNo/VhMAg6C9DAs/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248988219614639154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SNgm-bRXNDI/AAAAAAAABNo/VhMAg6C9DAs/s400/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Con todo el rollo que se ha montado, sobr la autoconciencia de las cosas, me he dado cuenta, la única opción es dejar muchas cosas en el olvido. Cosas, que a uno le pesan, pero que aún sigo añorando con una extraña ideología amorosa. El 15 de diciembre, reelanzaré la web que desde hace casi siete dias, ha dejado de funcionar (temporalmente), planeo hacer las cosas bien, y aunque sé que la vida real está allá afuera, está hyper geek comenzar con algo que se venía esperando de hace tiempo. Un enlace directo y universal para algo quesignifica tanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malditos Actores amateurs, ya pronto se irán al carajo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-7694430461609167205?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/7694430461609167205/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=7694430461609167205' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7694430461609167205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7694430461609167205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/coming.html' title='Coming'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SNgm-bRXNDI/AAAAAAAABNo/VhMAg6C9DAs/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4216510205066776210</id><published>2008-09-19T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:02:48.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Rotts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SNR1kQxuQMI/AAAAAAAABNg/9B06StNOglY/s1600-h/l_9ed1921570533254b1257e0bfe515ec7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247948731632730306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SNR1kQxuQMI/AAAAAAAABNg/9B06StNOglY/s400/l_9ed1921570533254b1257e0bfe515ec7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ha habido un evento de aniversario en el periódico donde trabajo, un cuarteto de cuerdas acompañó el evento. Antes de entrar, elviento soplaba tan bien, que comenzaba a analizar las mejores emociones, que mellega a provocar, el country, el folk. Me acordé muchísimo de esto y de aquello, pero reiteradamente, de la joyita que Dolorean regaló a la gente, con su You Cant Win, una joyita de folk country, indiscutiblemente valiosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y tengo muchas ganas de hablarte a la cara, corazón de pollo, para cerrar ciclos, y pedir disculpas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4216510205066776210?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4216510205066776210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4216510205066776210' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4216510205066776210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4216510205066776210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/rotts.html' title='Rotts'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SNR1kQxuQMI/AAAAAAAABNg/9B06StNOglY/s72-c/l_9ed1921570533254b1257e0bfe515ec7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-6736891780476038259</id><published>2008-09-18T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:10:23.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="347" alt="From the Pneumonia recording sessions" src="http://www.whiskeytownpneumonia.com/images/session2.jpg" width="221" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Turn Around / Darse la Vuelta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whiskeytown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to cross&lt;br /&gt;But I dont think I can /Its too weak here&lt;br /&gt;Even where I stand /Come here darling&lt;br /&gt;Let me see you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;So we can mend your broken halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want from you /Well all I want from you&lt;br /&gt;Is for you to turn around /Turn around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to damage&lt;br /&gt;So I damaged it some&lt;br /&gt;We used to have it all /Now I just got some&lt;br /&gt;The silence, perfections, mysteries&lt;br /&gt;All easy to fall from your lips&lt;br /&gt;All the while lies were told to me&lt;br /&gt;In shapeless secrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all I want from you&lt;br /&gt;All I want from you&lt;br /&gt;Is for you to turn around&lt;br /&gt;Turn around /Turn around /Turn around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant you turn around /Cant you turn around&lt;br /&gt;Cant you turn around&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you turn around?&lt;br /&gt;Turn around /Turn around /Turn around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="143" alt="From the Pneumonia recording sessions" src="http://www.whiskeytownpneumonia.com/images/session1.jpg" width="221" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yo nací para oir country, y el country nació justamente para ser escuchado por mí. Americana/CountryAlternativo, de la más alta calidad. No Mainstream, ni jueguecillos baratos. Whiskeytown lanzó en el 97', uno de mis discos favoritos, lo hicieron para mí, cada rola, llega a ser el soundtrack de cosas que he vivido y quiero vivir. Pero precisamente ahorita, dos son las rolas, de las menos transportadas y pasadas, las que generan eso mismo, el soundtrack de cosas muyy mías. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somebody Remembers the Rose /Alguien Recuerda la Rosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whiskeytown&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somebody remembers the rose&lt;br /&gt;while the other forgets how it grows&lt;br /&gt;would all the dangers&lt;br /&gt;would all the dangers of love /lost to a stranger&lt;br /&gt;somebody remembers the dress&lt;br /&gt;how it was hand sewn /beautifully pressed /&lt;br /&gt;would all the dangers /would all the dangers of love&lt;br /&gt;lost to a stranger /honey I'm out of service&lt;br /&gt;for a while /damaged heart's been manufactured&lt;br /&gt;and everyday this one never works anyway&lt;br /&gt;somebody remembers the rose&lt;br /&gt;while the other forgets how it grows&lt;br /&gt;would all the dangers /would all the dangers of love&lt;br /&gt;lost to a stranger /honey I know you&lt;br /&gt;baby I know you /yeah I know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ryan dejó el proyecto, después de ser lanzado "Pneumonia", el último disco de Whiskeytown, lanzado almercado. En especial, parte de la formula que mantenia a la banda, era el peculiar estilo de blues, country, y adheresos rock, que fusionaban el estilo que los pioneros Uncle Tupelo, lograron iniciar a inicios de los 90tas. Stranger Almanac, fué relanzado en 2008, después de cumplir casi 11 años de su lanzamiento original, el 29 de Julio de 1997.&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/1135858753911517057-6736891780476038259?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/6736891780476038259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=6736891780476038259' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6736891780476038259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6736891780476038259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/honey.html' title='Honey'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-6083424475297410268</id><published>2008-09-16T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:43:13.915-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246799585104675522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SNBgbIXUwsI/AAAAAAAABNY/HSCjuEW_830/s400/DISCOVERTREES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this another complication I face?&lt;br /&gt;Here is the mistake coming back to catch me&lt;br /&gt;To you I hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;All the loneliness is filled by you inside&lt;br /&gt;And as I finally breathe the air&lt;br /&gt;You open up my eyes and now I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson in breathing, is never using control&lt;br /&gt;Seconds to misplaced i've never been so unsure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the heights there is hope&lt;br /&gt;It's been waiting all along &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hotel Aquarium - Falling Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-6083424475297410268?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/6083424475297410268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=6083424475297410268' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6083424475297410268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6083424475297410268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/aquarium.html' title='Aquarium'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SNBgbIXUwsI/AAAAAAAABNY/HSCjuEW_830/s72-c/DISCOVERTREES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-177012305607611143</id><published>2008-09-15T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:37:19.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Blues_Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246441323818548754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SM8allEifhI/AAAAAAAABNQ/no2JYDuQelU/s400/Stephen-Fretwell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stephen Fratwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoy ha sido uno de esos días, que homónimamente, se reflejan en el purismo y alma, con el que reacae el trabajo de Stephen Fratwell, &lt;em&gt;The Man Of The Roof&lt;/em&gt;, una de esas joyitas, que te acompañan un poco en la soledad de las emociones, que aún te hacen sentir &lt;em&gt;solo&lt;/em&gt;. Él, los recuerdos de amores, el anhelo de abrazar a alguién, y las ganas más grandes del mundo de ser feliz, se han sentido en el día. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoy fué tiempo de cerrar ciclos señores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-177012305607611143?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/177012305607611143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=177012305607611143' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/177012305607611143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/177012305607611143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/bluesblues.html' title='Blues_Blues'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SM8allEifhI/AAAAAAAABNQ/no2JYDuQelU/s72-c/Stephen-Fretwell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-9110750042486613986</id><published>2008-09-13T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:25:32.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Algo_Cuatro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245650230073971282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMxLF3OBUlI/AAAAAAAABMw/-8U1hBOS04k/s400/Imagen001don.jpg" border="0" /&gt;La Amiga Cybernética de la casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMxLGLPE0GI/AAAAAAAABM4/XZVka5LNGOQ/s1600-h/Imagen041don.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245650235447103586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMxLGLPE0GI/AAAAAAAABM4/XZVka5LNGOQ/s400/Imagen041don.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; La Amiga Gaseosa de las Comidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMxLGUwHCXI/AAAAAAAABNA/-sd1f4vcR0c/s1600-h/Imagen017don.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245650238001580402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMxLGUwHCXI/AAAAAAAABNA/-sd1f4vcR0c/s400/Imagen017don.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; La Liberta en sobremesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMxLGjwa2-I/AAAAAAAABNI/TbkH6GpKsYs/s1600-h/Imagen044don.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245650242029411298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMxLGjwa2-I/AAAAAAAABNI/TbkH6GpKsYs/s400/Imagen044don.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Las Caras bipolares de las frías&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoy, calor muy fuerte, después lluvia considerable, luego fiesta programada, luego música dance (para variar), luego una peli de Adam Sandler, luego cargar un ipod, luego aperfumar una camisa hasta artar, luego comer un huevo cocido, luego comer, y luego escribr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-9110750042486613986?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/9110750042486613986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=9110750042486613986' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/9110750042486613986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/9110750042486613986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/algocuatro.html' title='Algo_Cuatro'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMxLF3OBUlI/AAAAAAAABMw/-8U1hBOS04k/s72-c/Imagen001don.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-6537098150620819578</id><published>2008-09-12T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:58:55.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Bicycles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMseATVuWjI/AAAAAAAABMo/tSTyNvC_lWw/s1600-h/Imagen007don.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245319181543299634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMseATVuWjI/AAAAAAAABMo/tSTyNvC_lWw/s400/Imagen007don.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoy, he he vuelto a oir música a los 90tas. Música dance, tranquilita, sensacionalista, y con una extensa variedad de éxitos en charts internacionales. El calor estuvo tan suavecillo que parecía el inicio perfecto para los periféricos nocturnos. Música dance, house, bandas de disney channels, y realitys bizarros que a duo con fotografías estáticas, han formado un jugeutito tan nice, en el entretenimiento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-6537098150620819578?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/6537098150620819578/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=6537098150620819578' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6537098150620819578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6537098150620819578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/bicycles.html' title='Bicycles'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMseATVuWjI/AAAAAAAABMo/tSTyNvC_lWw/s72-c/Imagen007don.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-5880783110866427543</id><published>2008-09-11T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:05:49.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Tarrences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244903620065056706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMmkDcMjV8I/AAAAAAAABMg/UfKu7r4pWL8/s400/Imagen038don.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Karen Posando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vivimos bajo la misericordía de nuestros orgullos y bajo el ojo intensivo de nuestras prioridades, por que llegamos a ser ego, frente a lo que marcamos como arte. Llegamos a colapsar las ideas, mintiendo al decir que son dignas de un recuerdo. Por que la composición de la materia humana, está escasa de los verdaderos roles de vivir, por que en realidad todos y cada uno, nos paramos sintiendo, lo basto que queremos pensar ser, al momento de dejar de actuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-5880783110866427543?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/5880783110866427543/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=5880783110866427543' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5880783110866427543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5880783110866427543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/tarrences.html' title='Tarrences'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMmkDcMjV8I/AAAAAAAABMg/UfKu7r4pWL8/s72-c/Imagen038don.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8915588554846267570</id><published>2008-09-10T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:44:35.325-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>FGirls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMhpvb-yD-I/AAAAAAAABMY/RMUJjjuoZwE/s1600-h/Imagen035don.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244558029758795746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMhpvb-yD-I/AAAAAAAABMY/RMUJjjuoZwE/s400/Imagen035don.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girls, Girls, Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8915588554846267570?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8915588554846267570/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8915588554846267570' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8915588554846267570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8915588554846267570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/fgirls.html' title='FGirls'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMhpvb-yD-I/AAAAAAAABMY/RMUJjjuoZwE/s72-c/Imagen035don.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-3122251902539161592</id><published>2008-09-09T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:32:43.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="462" alt="Walk" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3037/2844253388_d6a1b2cecb_o.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk On Water&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hace un año o aproximadamente eso, renté mi primera pelicula oficial, fué Caminar sobre las Aguas, de Eytan Fox en un videoclub tan pero tan bizarro en medio de la nada de un pueblo, que me hizo usuario frecuente de allí hastalos días recientes. , hoy dos años después, solo pienso señores, ya quiero mi centro de entretenimiento y de trabajo portátiles, un cine israelí, ruso, y australiano me espera., con ancias brutas de revisarse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Que sì estoy bien?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sí, señores, y mucho&lt;/span&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/1135858753911517057-3122251902539161592?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/3122251902539161592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=3122251902539161592' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/3122251902539161592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/3122251902539161592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/walk.html' title='Walk'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4365902982213285060</id><published>2008-09-08T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:34:43.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Rue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243720167155835602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMVvtajgItI/AAAAAAAABMQ/26tIRY2NSxw/s400/Imagen047don.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i'm in hapinness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4365902982213285060?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4365902982213285060/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4365902982213285060' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4365902982213285060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4365902982213285060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/rue.html' title='Rue'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMVvtajgItI/AAAAAAAABMQ/26tIRY2NSxw/s72-c/Imagen047don.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-6415517329173808376</id><published>2008-09-07T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:16:24.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><title type='text'>LeoSeven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMQzEcXQVnI/AAAAAAAABL4/iCONAwHQbXs/s1600-h/shot0004.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243372017592325746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMQzEcXQVnI/AAAAAAAABL4/iCONAwHQbXs/s400/shot0004.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Y sé que la derivación de mi pensamiento intencional, es la estructura de mi deseo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMQzE9Tfd_I/AAAAAAAABMA/YFhX1CUOBok/s1600-h/shot0104.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243372026434910194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMQzE9Tfd_I/AAAAAAAABMA/YFhX1CUOBok/s400/shot0104.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Esperamos el mejor de los momentos para encontrarnos con el mejor de nuestros deseos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMQzFKd4LHI/AAAAAAAABMI/echCpBunTek/s1600-h/shot0007.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243372029968133234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMQzFKd4LHI/AAAAAAAABMI/echCpBunTek/s400/shot0007.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somos el fruto icónico de todo aquello que siempre debemos ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Un día desperté bajo el crepusculo de lo normal que siempre había sido mi vida, había inscrito que justamente los augurios me detenían en el paso gigante de mis sueños. Logré caminar tanto pude, y cuando menos lo imaginé, comencé a convertirme en un mounstro capaz de hacerse tanto daño con los pensamientos, era infalible determinar si había o no, remedio para la tristeza. Tenía miedo de las palabras, y de los hechos, hasta que la luz prospera de otra escencia humana, terminó con un monólogo de mentiras y de fustraciones mentales, que traían pesada, a toda aquella masa musculosa que sobreposaba en mi espalda. Era una luz tan brillante que dió vida a todo espacio resplandeciente de mi mente, no era mi cuerpo quién se deterioraba, si no mi mente la que llegó a convertirse en el propio caos andante. Fué un viaje largo, de supertición, y momentos negativos que nunca deberán programarse, por que hasta ahora aún, tengo miedo de usar las palabras correctas, para el mejor de los testamentos de esta bizarra y oscura etapa, que hoy termina. Mi Luz ha liberado todos los demonios que existieron, en ese atropello mental de tanto tiempo, en este ahora, soy un ser brillante y poderoso capaz de deslumbrar con su propio eco, a cualquier humano sobre la faz de la tierra. Me he dado la oportunidad de no seguir lastimandome en la mente. Por que, en realidad todo este tipo, la nada, fué lo único que estuvo viviendo, nunca fuí demasiado maldecido, y nunca tampoco fuí el hombre que siempre temía ser dentro de mis alucionaciones. Hoy han muerto las culpas, y los momentos más andrógenos que estuvieron mal paridos, pues creo que la última subjetividad dentro de nuestra mása cuántica, es que somos los verdaderos hijos de un dios que fraterna luz redentora sobre la tierra. Ahora comienzo a vivir, junto al verdadero ser creativo que está dentro de mí. Se ha terminado el cansado juego de números y coloroes que atormentaban a las masas. Ahora la memoria y mente mía se ha revitalizado hacía el cuentro cercano de más de una intención dentro de mi propio universo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-6415517329173808376?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/6415517329173808376/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=6415517329173808376' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6415517329173808376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6415517329173808376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/leoseven.html' title='LeoSeven'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMQzEcXQVnI/AAAAAAAABL4/iCONAwHQbXs/s72-c/shot0004.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-1770962454495930349</id><published>2008-09-06T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:20:01.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>BroAlberto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMLJuIRn6uI/AAAAAAAABLw/216SNyHWkdA/s1600-h/Imagen025don.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242974710545246946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMLJuIRn6uI/AAAAAAAABLw/216SNyHWkdA/s400/Imagen025don.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My Brother, Your Brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-1770962454495930349?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/1770962454495930349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=1770962454495930349' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1770962454495930349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1770962454495930349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/broalberto.html' title='BroAlberto'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMLJuIRn6uI/AAAAAAAABLw/216SNyHWkdA/s72-c/Imagen025don.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4247735014883096154</id><published>2008-09-06T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:13:37.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>BroMiguel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMLIJa_6gWI/AAAAAAAABLo/7WFq97mUDAU/s1600-h/Imagen002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242972980404453730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMLIJa_6gWI/AAAAAAAABLo/7WFq97mUDAU/s400/Imagen002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Brother, Your Brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4247735014883096154?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4247735014883096154/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4247735014883096154' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4247735014883096154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4247735014883096154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/bromiguel.html' title='BroMiguel'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMLIJa_6gWI/AAAAAAAABLo/7WFq97mUDAU/s72-c/Imagen002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2429615221640401709</id><published>2008-09-05T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T13:17:58.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>HouseNight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMGT1gp18RI/AAAAAAAABLg/CW9EbHr5FSk/s1600-h/Imagen013con.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242633988743754002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMGT1gp18RI/AAAAAAAABLg/CW9EbHr5FSk/s400/Imagen013con.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mi House, Your House, His House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2429615221640401709?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2429615221640401709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2429615221640401709' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2429615221640401709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2429615221640401709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/housenight.html' title='HouseNight'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMGT1gp18RI/AAAAAAAABLg/CW9EbHr5FSk/s72-c/Imagen013con.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2720638469212959331</id><published>2008-09-04T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:40:21.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Modelos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMCb6eyQxPI/AAAAAAAABLY/d2UJT32MJYY/s1600-h/Imagen020don.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242361395257853170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMCb6eyQxPI/AAAAAAAABLY/d2UJT32MJYY/s400/Imagen020don.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Una Modelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2720638469212959331?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2720638469212959331/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2720638469212959331' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2720638469212959331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2720638469212959331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/modelos.html' title='Modelos'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SMCb6eyQxPI/AAAAAAAABLY/d2UJT32MJYY/s72-c/Imagen020don.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-942919432400125020</id><published>2008-09-03T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T14:20:37.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Trolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SL7-8V94MhI/AAAAAAAABLQ/vQTgT3CIJXQ/s400/Imagen040don.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241907328948122130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Juegos y herramientas básicas para esta foto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-942919432400125020?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/942919432400125020/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=942919432400125020' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/942919432400125020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/942919432400125020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/juegos-y-herramientas-bsicas-para-esta.html' title='Trolls'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SL7-8V94MhI/AAAAAAAABLQ/vQTgT3CIJXQ/s72-c/Imagen040don.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8432768898900080856</id><published>2008-09-02T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:17:34.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>DoublePack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241566776272008226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SL3JNkYutCI/AAAAAAAABLI/hM2GrjhBa7A/s400/Imagen083cop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; El clima de las horas en la tarde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SL3IOSV7i-I/AAAAAAAABLA/oIAGBKOiKgM/s1600-h/Imagen036don.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241565689096670178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SL3IOSV7i-I/AAAAAAAABLA/oIAGBKOiKgM/s400/Imagen036don.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Botellas y cosas que se dan demás.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8432768898900080856?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8432768898900080856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8432768898900080856' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8432768898900080856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8432768898900080856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/doublepack.html' title='DoublePack'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SL3JNkYutCI/AAAAAAAABLI/hM2GrjhBa7A/s72-c/Imagen083cop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-1499750746114258501</id><published>2008-09-01T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:54:49.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Stay Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLwsQKKk2_I/AAAAAAAABK4/h5U9F8IpEWk/s1600-h/shot0078.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241112722470657010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLwsQKKk2_I/AAAAAAAABK4/h5U9F8IpEWk/s400/shot0078.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stay Praper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-1499750746114258501?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/1499750746114258501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=1499750746114258501' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1499750746114258501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1499750746114258501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/09/stay-paper.html' title='Stay Paper'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLwsQKKk2_I/AAAAAAAABK4/h5U9F8IpEWk/s72-c/shot0078.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-6173819753072559620</id><published>2008-08-31T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T07:51:18.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>EnCharlas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLqvw5WRLeI/AAAAAAAABKw/BDiuOPSaBFI/s1600-h/Imagen092cod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLqvw5WRLeI/AAAAAAAABKw/BDiuOPSaBFI/s400/Imagen092cod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240694370961796578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GrandMother and My Sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-6173819753072559620?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/6173819753072559620/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=6173819753072559620' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6173819753072559620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6173819753072559620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/08/encharlas.html' title='EnCharlas'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLqvw5WRLeI/AAAAAAAABKw/BDiuOPSaBFI/s72-c/Imagen092cod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-7476505222314684008</id><published>2008-08-30T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:34:36.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Fracturado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLmguk81rlI/AAAAAAAABKo/HTI0irdJNCU/s1600-h/Imagen039con.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240396363475562066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLmguk81rlI/AAAAAAAABKo/HTI0irdJNCU/s400/Imagen039con.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Una perra nómada estática, que se quedó en casa para conquistarles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-7476505222314684008?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/7476505222314684008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=7476505222314684008' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7476505222314684008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7476505222314684008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/08/fracturado.html' title='Fracturado'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLmguk81rlI/AAAAAAAABKo/HTI0irdJNCU/s72-c/Imagen039con.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-1709185484065934556</id><published>2008-08-29T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:44:52.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Copied</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLiX2eTZDzI/AAAAAAAABKg/xKRPNQx6P1g/s1600-h/Imagen047Copied.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240105128548699954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLiX2eTZDzI/AAAAAAAABKg/xKRPNQx6P1g/s400/Imagen047Copied.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mi hermana y una peculiar amiga frente a ella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-1709185484065934556?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/1709185484065934556/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=1709185484065934556' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1709185484065934556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1709185484065934556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/08/copied.html' title='Copied'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLiX2eTZDzI/AAAAAAAABKg/xKRPNQx6P1g/s72-c/Imagen047Copied.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-1695247093111325944</id><published>2008-08-27T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:54:58.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>IndependentOustanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLXLeP3DezI/AAAAAAAABKM/XnjfPeN0I9E/s1600-h/Acto+Independiente1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239317462029400882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLXLeP3DezI/AAAAAAAABKM/XnjfPeN0I9E/s400/Acto+Independiente1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maritime &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We, The Vehicles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Meeting Places&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; by "Find Yourself Along The Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keegan Dewitt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; by "Quiet City"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mica P Hinson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; by "Beneath The Rose"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane Mack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; by "Lie To Me Process"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; By "Happy Birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-1695247093111325944?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/1695247093111325944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=1695247093111325944' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1695247093111325944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1695247093111325944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/08/independentoustanding.html' title='IndependentOustanding'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SLXLeP3DezI/AAAAAAAABKM/XnjfPeN0I9E/s72-c/Acto+Independiente1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2735819869941802669</id><published>2008-08-22T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:43:55.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><title type='text'>Exies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SK9PEMNnHQI/AAAAAAAABH8/wFtKESe-srw/s1600-h/exies07[1].bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237491825071561986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SK9PEMNnHQI/AAAAAAAABH8/wFtKESe-srw/s400/exies07%5B1%5D.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hace practicamente dos días o quizá más, comencé a escuchar una banda, que quiera o no, me enlazó a realizar una de las amistad que más me ha ayudado en cuanto a hermandad fuera de familia, y que me ha hecho aprnder un montón de música, que justo en estos ratos, se ha visto muy presente en mis tiempos. The Exies, y muchos recuerdos locos de los Video Music &amp;amp; Record Awards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2735819869941802669?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2735819869941802669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2735819869941802669' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2735819869941802669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2735819869941802669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/08/exies.html' title='Exies'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SK9PEMNnHQI/AAAAAAAABH8/wFtKESe-srw/s72-c/exies07%5B1%5D.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2205459642586689909</id><published>2008-08-21T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:33:05.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Helloo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SK20Zw1JP9I/AAAAAAAABH0/tIDrqemDHQw/s1600-h/Imagenn081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237040296399290322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SK20Zw1JP9I/AAAAAAAABH0/tIDrqemDHQw/s400/Imagenn081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;En base a lospensamientos, detonaremos nuestras desciciones futuras.&lt;br /&gt;Creo yo, que, en base al inicio de este ciclo cl cuatro de Agosto, demasiadas cosas andan más de prisa, aireandose a iniciar su relajación. En la foto mi hermana, y mi debut junto con otras tres sesiones más, dentro de la fotografía.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2205459642586689909?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2205459642586689909/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2205459642586689909' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2205459642586689909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2205459642586689909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/08/en-base-lospensamientos-detonaremos.html' title='Helloo'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SK20Zw1JP9I/AAAAAAAABH0/tIDrqemDHQw/s72-c/Imagenn081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2783186616191485956</id><published>2008-08-18T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:09:59.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SKnH42SkOeI/AAAAAAAABHs/KjQn92-MlPY/s1600-h/tt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235935821254900194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SKnH42SkOeI/AAAAAAAABHs/KjQn92-MlPY/s400/tt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoy he entrado a la escuela, y también, he iniciado otra parte de esta subtemporada que realmente me está invitando a reconsiderar mis votos hacia la verdadera vida en dios. No soy cristiano, y quizá tampoco sea católico, solo trato de encontrar la espiritualidad, en lo menos estereotipado posible, y que me haga sentir en paz con dios. Sin él, una parte de mí estaría fria, desierta. Hoy ha sido un dia impecable para iniciar esta regeneración de mi vida, y esta restauración (restored), de todo lo qu tengo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porqué aún puedo imaginarme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2783186616191485956?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2783186616191485956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2783186616191485956' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2783186616191485956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2783186616191485956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/08/hoy-he-entrado-la-escuela-y-tambin-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SKnH42SkOeI/AAAAAAAABHs/KjQn92-MlPY/s72-c/tt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-5930729750525329132</id><published>2008-08-17T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:35:47.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>RicesWalking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SKi1prqfT6I/AAAAAAAABHk/VS0_UHRWP9E/s1600-h/Johnatan+rice.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235634294518402978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SKi1prqfT6I/AAAAAAAABHk/VS0_UHRWP9E/s400/Johnatan+rice.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Finales del año ante pasado ví una peli incompleta. Walk In The Line, en su principio pensé que sería otra biopic aburrida, que elevaron a la gloria por su música, y a decir verdad, no andaba tan equivocado, y lo de "tán"podría servir como referencial, por que a su debido tiempo, le logré tomar una cierta calificación mejor considerada de lo normal. Walk In The Line, tiene a quién le pese, una de las mejores bandas sonoras, estilizadas del formato original, grabaciones de mitad de siglo pasado, remasterizadas y de nuevamente vocalizadas en formato actual. Johnatan Rice hace con los demás un fantástico trabajo de adaptación musical, y a decir verdad, se me hizo rarísimo encontrarlo dentro de este playlist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-5930729750525329132?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/5930729750525329132/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=5930729750525329132' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5930729750525329132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5930729750525329132'/><link 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align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="264" src="http://www.enigmamusic.com/interviews/mcretu/imagenes/cretu2.gif" width="342" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Increíbles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-825253131309494697?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/825253131309494697/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=825253131309494697' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/825253131309494697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;feria, gente con sombrero, baile (aunque vaa ser mañana, con ungrupo bienn del asco, aunque en cierto momento lo escuché) y cerveza de un lado a otro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me siento bien, oyendo cosas que realmente se deben oir, musicalmente hablando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-3701580624234057117?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/3701580624234057117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=3701580624234057117' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/3701580624234057117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SKDr3NScr3I/AAAAAAAABEc/DAzb5rhzlQo/s72-c/Imagen000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-6569640456443833033</id><published>2008-08-11T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T18:40:14.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Días'/><title type='text'>Cakes</title><content type='html'>Una de las cosas que mas he hecho ultimamente, para olvidar un popquillo lo semipesado que se pone mi gente, es el ir al rio con mi Amiga Érika, su hermana, y el par de sobrinas petardas que están más chifladas que un tornillo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y mañana prepararé-mos  Hot Cakes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-6569640456443833033?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/6569640456443833033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=6569640456443833033' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6569640456443833033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6569640456443833033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/08/cakes.html' title='Cakes'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4398220553790214496</id><published>2008-08-06T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:22:47.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>Me compraré un par de tenis nuevos en estos días.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y creo coincidir en todo este estilo que half nelson me ha traido con sus ilusiones filosóficas que molan bien para sentarse a meditar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4398220553790214496?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4398220553790214496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4398220553790214496' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4398220553790214496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4398220553790214496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/08/shoes.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-5978464675190237368</id><published>2008-07-28T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:02:18.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilógo Arkturo'/><title type='text'>Crashings</title><content type='html'>Estoy posteando antes de ir a currar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ejercicio visual:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un niño jugando con armas,&lt;br /&gt;Gente hablando de sus cosas,&lt;br /&gt;Trabajos semi-elaborados a bajo precio,&lt;br /&gt;Una tarde a lado de una amiga próxima a celebrar su cumpleaños.&lt;br /&gt;Calles llenas de gente que solo quiere&lt;br /&gt;tirar y refrescarse un rato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a que es igual todo esto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= 27 de  Julio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-5978464675190237368?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/5978464675190237368/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=5978464675190237368' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5978464675190237368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5978464675190237368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/crashings.html' title='Crashings'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4253764063021536317</id><published>2008-07-25T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T23:14:39.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think'/><title type='text'>Train</title><content type='html'>Hoy ha sido uno de esos días en los que te das cuenta de que en realidad todo vale la pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iba camino a la tienda donde compraré un par de zapatos nuevos, modernos y guays, cuando me encontré a una vieja y muy pero muy cercana amiga que tenía olvidada desde hace tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A su vez, cumplió años mi hermano, y aunque esta entrada tenga fecha del 26 de Julio en realidad ando a las casi 1:12 escribiendo estas cosas, con unas ancias brutas de dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo problemas gente mía. y problemas serios conmigo mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que espero pronto se resuelvan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4253764063021536317?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4253764063021536317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4253764063021536317' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Breaktrought_FU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SIgF8DsuuZI/AAAAAAAABDQ/LePqJM9J8ZU/s1600-h/photo_20050215061741_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226433896906668434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SIgF8DsuuZI/AAAAAAAABDQ/LePqJM9J8ZU/s400/photo_20050215061741_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Falling Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-7829159933074753755?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/7829159933074753755/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=7829159933074753755' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7829159933074753755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7829159933074753755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/breaktrought.html' title='Breaktrought_FU'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SIgF8DsuuZI/AAAAAAAABDQ/LePqJM9J8ZU/s72-c/photo_20050215061741_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-706542650228420953</id><published>2008-07-23T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:26:50.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilógo Arkturo'/><title type='text'>Tropa!</title><content type='html'>Han sucedido cosas frikis ultimamente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un chaval de por allí cerca que va a entrar a un reality show&lt;br /&gt;una sesión de bochorno casi asegurado de 1 a 5&lt;br /&gt;unas nenas que juegan al ule ule, de la cuerda estilo jump-it&lt;br /&gt;un hermano que parece un psicópata en mini.&lt;br /&gt;una hermana que delira jugando a ser putini.&lt;br /&gt;y un montón de cosas que simplemente me recuerdan a California, o alguna playa, o algún lugar de esos donde se puede andar sin playera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que se yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-706542650228420953?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/706542650228420953/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=706542650228420953' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/706542650228420953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/706542650228420953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/tropa.html' title='Tropa!'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-9176066702845243015</id><published>2008-07-22T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:02:50.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Outstanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="284" src="http://www.keegandewitt.com/images/stories/cimg81401.jpg" width="379" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet City - Keegan Dewitt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nominated for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Album Of The Year&lt;br /&gt;Artist Of TheYear&lt;br /&gt;Best Singer Male&lt;br /&gt;Best Newcomer Solo&lt;br /&gt;Best Instrumental Composer&lt;br /&gt;Song For Here by (City from Quiet City Soundtrack)&lt;br /&gt;Pop Film Of TheYear for Quiet City (Aaron Kaatz, Music Composed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;De lo mejor que ha pasado en años.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-9176066702845243015?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/9176066702845243015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=9176066702845243015' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/9176066702845243015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/9176066702845243015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/outstanding.html' title='Outstanding'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-7470378003151095531</id><published>2008-07-21T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:24:45.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><title type='text'>Coming</title><content type='html'>El Lunes 4 de Agosto Inicio una nueva Subtemporada en mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con Some Memories Are Best Forgotten, experimenté una situación de profunda depuración, en donde debí mejorar mi olvido contra los recuerdos mal situados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé si lo logré del todo, pero mesiento más liberado de presiones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iniciaréuna nuevo capitulo dentro de ésta temporada en donde estoy trabajando aspectos importantes de i persona, de mi interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Éste capitulo nuevo, que muy a parte de ser un camino hacia los 18, es el inicio para el cuidado dle cuerpo. No había hecho antes un capitulo dedicadoa ello, pero me siento seguro que lo lograré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el nombre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es una muy pasajera sorpresa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-7470378003151095531?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/7470378003151095531/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=7470378003151095531' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7470378003151095531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7470378003151095531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/coming.html' title='Coming'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-5152142656776692072</id><published>2008-07-21T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:21:37.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Still_2.0</title><content type='html'>Hoy en medio del bochorno, de la desesperación instantánea, y de una charla corta que esperaba fuera más larga, me digo a mi mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arturo, QUE COJONES haces allí de pasivo con tus cosas!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levántate como Marjane de Persépolis, canta The Eye Of Tiger, y perseveraa, que aún todo es posible!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-5152142656776692072?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/5152142656776692072/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=5152142656776692072' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5152142656776692072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5152142656776692072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/still20.html' title='Still_2.0'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-3332417101754784853</id><published>2008-07-20T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T13:51:21.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notas Mentales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><title type='text'>Calm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nota Mental:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Después de la tormenta, viene la calma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traducción:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arturo, resiste, sé que te joden los huevos pero tu tranqui, que en el único en el que debes confiar es en el de arriba, y en tí mismo ( pero vamos, en tí no tanto, que a veces eres un petárdo).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-3332417101754784853?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/3332417101754784853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=3332417101754784853' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/3332417101754784853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/3332417101754784853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/calm.html' title='Calm'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4645068476110598419</id><published>2008-07-18T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:58:02.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Spain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoy proyecté "El Cielo Abierto" y desde hace un par de días he tenido una sensación muy pero muy extraña sobre el instinto Ibérico que me salió a flote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mecano + Barcelona 92 + Shelter + Clima Californiano + Jaime Rosales + Las Horas del Día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4645068476110598419?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4645068476110598419/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4645068476110598419' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4645068476110598419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4645068476110598419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/spain.html' title='Spain'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4499873522548118082</id><published>2008-07-18T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T07:19:27.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Nolan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in;" alt="No se puede mostrar la imagen “http://www.christophernolan.net/images/memento_stills_20.jpg” porque contiene errores." src="http://www.christophernolan.net/images/memento_stills_20.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace unos días adquiri aquí en mi pueblo, en formato legal (original), una de mis películas favoritas de todo este tiempo vivido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy Pearce para mí es un ícono de la actuación, y Christopher Nolan con Memento uno de los directores más excentricos y creativos que existen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some memories are best forgotten&lt;/span&gt;. Ay carajo, cómo tiene relación esa cinta con muchas cosas de las que me pasa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4499873522548118082?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4499873522548118082/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4499873522548118082' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4499873522548118082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4499873522548118082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/nolan.html' title='Nolan'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4413342793203636685</id><published>2008-07-15T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:14:54.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Trying_</title><content type='html'>Conocí a dos seres fantásticos, a dos historias que se han quedado para siempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ando como en The Dreamers, fragmentando mi vida a través decintas, de realidades, y de subjetividades extrañas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4413342793203636685?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4413342793203636685/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4413342793203636685' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4413342793203636685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4413342793203636685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/trying.html' title='Trying_'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8780592946019946944</id><published>2008-07-15T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:41:16.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><title type='text'>City_Back</title><content type='html'>He vuelto de la Ciudad de México, con unas cosas que se cagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sé, la verdad no sé, que se yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un encontrón de Emociones inolvidables!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8780592946019946944?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8780592946019946944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8780592946019946944' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8780592946019946944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8780592946019946944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/cityback.html' title='City_Back'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8204570870149511548</id><published>2008-07-07T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T18:45:14.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recomendaciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Memento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/378879609_e1c085c6ef.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/518673401_0a4f16b182.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a decir verdad, no hay film que tenga más asegurado su lugar dentro de las memorias de un recuerdo expuesto a perderse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8204570870149511548?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8204570870149511548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8204570870149511548' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8204570870149511548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8204570870149511548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/378879609_e1c085c6ef_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-1723863248205891383</id><published>2008-07-05T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T14:50:43.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>SegundaFunción</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="293" src="http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/7381/paranoidpark1xm3.jpg" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ayer fué la segunda función, y fué Paranoid Park la que oficializó un compromiso gordo y bueno dentro de ésto que estoy realizando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gente que quiero, pocas fallas, y una excelente noticia al final de la proyección.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gus Van Sant es junto con Coppola, Jenkins, Cuesta, y Nohlan, uno de mis directores preferidos.&lt;br /&gt;Señor Doyle, usted como siempre tan perfecto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-1723863248205891383?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/1723863248205891383/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=1723863248205891383' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1723863248205891383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1723863248205891383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/segundafuncin.html' title='SegundaFunción'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-851331411804026619</id><published>2008-07-04T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T06:36:02.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><title type='text'>Green</title><content type='html'>Ayer después de ver chistes de Theo Gonzlez, me dí cuenta de que ando algo deprisa con las cosas. Debo de relajarme y pensar que puedo hacer las cosas bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas situaciones me sacan un poco de sitio, no para enojarme, si o para darmeel breaknecesario para respirar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-851331411804026619?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/851331411804026619/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=851331411804026619' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/851331411804026619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/851331411804026619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/green.html' title='Green'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2233766462046490496</id><published>2008-07-03T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:40:30.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>PrimeraFunción</title><content type='html'>Cielos... no sé como describirles esto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dos horas antes estaba &lt;s&gt;preparado&lt;/s&gt;, contento y muy feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Pensé que sería una tarde estupenda, que bueno en realidad si lo fué.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comenzó un aguacero enorme, eran casi 4:30, y seguia lloviendo aún más, era una bendición, pero justo a esas horas era la primera función del ciclo que ando promoviendo!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 de la tarde. La lluvía en potencia seguía, y no estaba molesto por eso, si no, por que no vendría casi nadie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30 o quizá antes; comenzó a tranquilizarse todo, la gente huyó al aguacero, y se sintió una ausencia, era notorio que la gente pensó que se cancelería, pero estaban en algo incorrectamente correcto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegó Marisol, mi hermana y bajó para ver cómo estaba todo, luego llegó Mariel con su amigo Jorge, estábamos tranquilos y pensábamos que más gente seguiría viniendo pero ya eran casi las seis, algo casi out dentro del horario. Estabamos probando el audio, y de repente un error ocurrió en la pc de uno de mis hermanos, se dañó un archivo, y yo me andaba agobiando, mi tía que llegó momentos antes estuvo allí para decirme que no era nada grave, que solo era un archivo y que ella me ayudaría a restaurar para que la lap funcionase en perfección. Luego probamos el proyector, que estaba chueco, había cosas muy raras en él, como una pantalla en picada izquierda, y unasopciones poco comúnes para ese tipo de cañones. Ya pasaban las 6 y técnicamente la función se suspendió, estábamos arreglando algunos detalles, como cables, audio, y demás cosas, era notorio que fué lo mejor el haber cancelado el evento pues se armaría un show gigante frente a todo esto. Después, pues bueno, gran parte de los errores estuvieron a control, con una Pc de Escritorio, y unas bocinas enormes descartadas, en medio de un salón escondido dentro de la Casa de la Cultura Local, tuvimos que epacar todo, pasabam ya de las siete, y creo que me desestresó el hecho de que ésta gente que estuvo allí, me hizo sentir seguro y confiado de que todo va a star bien. Y soy feliz, creo que aprendí muchas cosassobrecomo organizar eventos, y aún lo sigo haciendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mañana creo que será un día muchísimo mejor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y no s preocupen, se transmitirá 4 Meses, 3 Semanas, 2 Días, y Paranoid Park en función doble, si la gente lo pide!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2233766462046490496?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2233766462046490496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2233766462046490496' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2233766462046490496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2233766462046490496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/primerafuncin.html' title='PrimeraFunción'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-1410638361265130594</id><published>2008-07-02T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:14:30.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think'/><title type='text'>Ingrid...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="425" src="http://otraexpresion.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/ingrid-localizada.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid... ya estás libre, y con ello el espíritu que está de nueva cuenta libre, en un país que pretende cambiar el rumbo de una america agonizante pero oportuna a un cambio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-1410638361265130594?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/1410638361265130594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=1410638361265130594' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1410638361265130594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1410638361265130594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/ingrid.html' title='Ingrid...'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8467064116768228403</id><published>2008-07-02T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:50:00.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Paradiso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.filmeducation.org/secondary/Representation/cinpar.jpg" src="http://www.filmeducation.org/secondary/Representation/cinpar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ayer tuve un día estresante que terminó con un regalo increíble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que mola más, que ver a parte de tu familia reunida, hablando y riendo, mientras come de la manera más informal posible, enviandote mensajes sublimnales de que todo va a estar bien.&lt;br /&gt;estoy en mi primera experiencia politica-organizacional, y me hamolado mucho el resultado que está teniendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaa. mañana será un largo día.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8467064116768228403?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-5337126864670958467</id><published>2008-07-01T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T07:14:04.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><title type='text'>Amsterdam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lyricinterpretations.com/bandpics/Coldplay.jpg" alt="A picture of Coldplay" id="bandpic" align="" border="1" hspace="25" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come On... My star is fading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nd i swerve out of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i, if i'f only waited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;id not be stuck here in this hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amsterdam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-5337126864670958467?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/5337126864670958467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=5337126864670958467' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5337126864670958467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5337126864670958467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/amsterdam.html' title='Amsterdam'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8493586402006538094</id><published>2008-07-01T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T07:11:10.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senses</title><content type='html'>Tengo dos adicciones, un proyecto de cine a mi cargo, dinero para un viaje a una ciudad grande, algo de frio, un montón de pelis de Woody Allen sin ver, un par de carteles, un trìpico, unos amigos que no se ven, otros que se pasan de ver. y en fin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaa, eso es lo que ocurre en los "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;current days&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me fuí dos meses carajo...&lt;br /&gt;ya les contaré bien que pasó en ese tiempo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8493586402006538094?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8493586402006538094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8493586402006538094' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8493586402006538094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8493586402006538094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/07/senses.html' title='Senses'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-6743303241471890279</id><published>2008-06-29T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T16:45:37.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>De Vuelta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="557" src="http://www.collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Cashback/cashback_movie_poster.jpg" width="376" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estoy de vuelta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-6743303241471890279?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/6743303241471890279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=6743303241471890279' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6743303241471890279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6743303241471890279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/06/de-vuelta.html' title='De Vuelta'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-237769808600490206</id><published>2008-04-18T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T20:56:55.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stations'/><title type='text'>Station 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Station 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Film:&lt;/strong&gt; The Diving Bell And Butterfly - Julian Schnabel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song:&lt;/strong&gt; Monitor - Ximena Sariñana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Album:&lt;/strong&gt; Last Broadcast - Doves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Videoclip:&lt;/strong&gt; Caugh By The River - Doves (Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book:&lt;/strong&gt; The Same At Last Week&lt;br /&gt;Teen Time: enseñarles fisica a mis colegas, que estaban practicamente en cero. Laura se queda en casa, y me siento raro durmiendo con una chica en un mismo cuarto, aunque no se me es indiferente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thing:&lt;/strong&gt; Mi nueva mochila y mi ipod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV:&lt;/strong&gt; Futurama, y ese episodio de ayer en donde abordaron la personalidad de ser quién eres, alejado de un costumbrismo barato que pueda ofrecerse en la teletienda. Muy creativo, aunque recalló en elementos baratos, pero joder, me puso a pensar en un cierto segundo sobre lo implicito de su mensaje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality:&lt;/strong&gt; Mariel, creo que no hay otra mujer tan cercana, que sea tan fantástica e introvertida, como ella. la quiero mucho!!!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-237769808600490206?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/237769808600490206/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=237769808600490206' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/237769808600490206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/237769808600490206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/stations-11.html' title='Station 11'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4577270853338896877</id><published>2008-04-18T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T16:43:41.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think'/><title type='text'>Timeless</title><content type='html'>hoy el viento frio y el cielo gris, son los acompañantes de una larga y asombreada travesía que ya ha iniciado días antes con lemas emotivos e inspiradores, sobre olvidar memorias estúpidas y recibir los dulces porvenires...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visual Basic quizá me ayude a comparar lo pesado que llega a ser la altura en que se maneje a la vida, con lo sencillo que es meterse a las matemáticas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4577270853338896877?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4577270853338896877/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4577270853338896877' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4577270853338896877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4577270853338896877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/timeless.html' title='Timeless'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-6157617056911574838</id><published>2008-04-17T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T13:34:34.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hypofisis'/><title type='text'>Fisic</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Calcula la energía potencial gravitacional, que lleva un producto de 0.4 kg a una velocidad de 20 metros/segundo.&lt;br /&gt;Calcula la energia cinetica gravitacional que lleva el producto a los 20 metros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calcular la potencia total del movimiento.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fácil / fácil / difícil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calificaciones para un problema igual de sencillo como el de arriba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joder, acabo de salir del Examen de Fisica de Segundo Parciál, y ando con uan tranquilidad que no sé de donde venga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es que joder!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-6157617056911574838?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/6157617056911574838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=6157617056911574838' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6157617056911574838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6157617056911574838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/fisic.html' title='Fisic'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4031028586507268148</id><published>2008-04-16T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:09:49.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><title type='text'>Arrays</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189999097941422338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAaUrollcQI/AAAAAAAAA7g/_jAYxp-ZpKA/s400/sixpence5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAaUrIllcNI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Ya8wth4cpwE/s1600-h/doves.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189999089351487698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAaUrIllcNI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Ya8wth4cpwE/s400/doves.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAaUrYllcOI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/fEx3EVWe2M8/s1600-h/ultra-orange-emmanuelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189999093646455010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAaUrYllcOI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/fEx3EVWe2M8/s400/ultra-orange-emmanuelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAaUrYllcPI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/TBehEOcjj3c/s1600-h/richards-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189999093646455026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAaUrYllcPI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/TBehEOcjj3c/s400/richards-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosas mundanamente buenas que me han mantenido abierto hacia la gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 - Sixpence None The Richer / 2 - Doves (Last Bradcast, Lost Souls, Some Cites) / 3 - Emmanuelle Segnier ( La Vie En  Rose / The Diving Bell And Butterfly / Ultra Orange / ) 4 - Body Of War  /Ellen Spiro  y Phil Donahue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4031028586507268148?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4031028586507268148/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4031028586507268148' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8060333994638036964</id><published>2008-04-16T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:00:55.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Images</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8060333994638036964?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8060333994638036964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8060333994638036964' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8060333994638036964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8060333994638036964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/images.html' title='Images'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8456625862083047032</id><published>2008-04-16T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T16:58:19.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilógo Arkturo'/><title type='text'>Stories</title><content type='html'>hoy he salido de la escuela con unas cosas y con un compromiso enorme por delante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conocimiento que debo sensiblemente transportar a gente que deba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo esto está muy fuerte señores, y creo que lo que haga en dìas posteriores será algo que se deducira en mis comportamientos.&lt;br /&gt;La gente va a mi casa a quedarse por largos ratos, y yo solo dibujo a amores pasados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me siento raro joder!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8456625862083047032?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8456625862083047032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8456625862083047032' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Reprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAVqSIllcII/AAAAAAAAA6g/lvOWm0_nCTc/s1600-h/Reprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189671005389680770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAVqSIllcII/AAAAAAAAA6g/lvOWm0_nCTc/s400/Reprise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no puedo esperar para verla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2401780335320983964?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2401780335320983964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAVqSIllcII/AAAAAAAAA6g/lvOWm0_nCTc/s72-c/Reprise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-3660794658388084969</id><published>2008-04-15T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T19:52:35.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilógo Arkturo'/><title type='text'>Momentos</title><content type='html'>mi mama baila sorry de madonna&lt;br /&gt;recibo una platica muy rara sobre seguridad en la escuela&lt;br /&gt;ya tengo dos firmas con el profesor de hierro&lt;br /&gt;creo que me gusta alguièn de mi salón&lt;br /&gt;creo que le gusto a alguién de la escuela&lt;br /&gt;no tengo deudas económicas, aunque creo que solo de palabra&lt;br /&gt;amo Stranger Almanac de Whiskeytown&lt;br /&gt;he vuelto a tener cable&lt;br /&gt;llevo desde el estreno de la subtemporada Some Memories Are Best Forgotten sin matar a la reina.&lt;br /&gt;Me he comprado una nueva mochila&lt;br /&gt;Ayer laura se quedó en mi casa a dormir&lt;br /&gt;Ayer vinieron unos primos del D.f. que organizaràn el baile del pueblo de donde es mi mamá.&lt;br /&gt;Me he llevado dem aravilla con gran parte de la gente (creo que ya he dejado lo antisocial).&lt;br /&gt;No paro de oir los tres discos de los Doves&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ver Food For Love, y Reprise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-3660794658388084969?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/3660794658388084969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=3660794658388084969' title='0 comentarios'/><link 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term='Films'/><title type='text'>Poulé</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAKNEIllcHI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/UwwkWq8JOxg/s1600-h/0211488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188864822848352370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAKNEIllcHI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/UwwkWq8JOxg/s400/0211488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoy me he metido a ver un poco del cine que más me agrada, aunque bueno, no especificamente el que conlleva una tematica queer, si no el cine que está elaborado fuera de parámetros del Mainstreem, y me he acordado de unas cosas tremendas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay clásicos inigualables, que marcan de por vida, y que se te meten en la cabeza por un buen rato. pero después se van...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-5325165089184759460?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/5325165089184759460/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=5325165089184759460' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5325165089184759460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5325165089184759460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/poul.html' title='Poulé'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAKNEIllcHI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/UwwkWq8JOxg/s72-c/0211488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-610712815998287474</id><published>2008-04-12T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T16:34:28.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hypofisis'/><title type='text'>Whisky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAFGq4llcGI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/HfOWBfXjI_c/s1600-h/music.whiskeytown.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188505948266000482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAFGq4llcGI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/HfOWBfXjI_c/s400/music.whiskeytown.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Americanos, vaqueros, unidos con ryan adams, vistosos, guays, raros, creíbles, melódicos, talentosos,&lt;br /&gt;todo esto es &lt;strong&gt;Whiskeytown&lt;/strong&gt;... un grupo que ha brindado uno de los mejores albumes que he oido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stranger Almanac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-610712815998287474?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/610712815998287474/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/SAFGq4llcGI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/HfOWBfXjI_c/s72-c/music.whiskeytown.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-1565054257489533968</id><published>2008-04-12T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T16:23:03.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Tags</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Julian Schnabel - The Diving Bell And The Butterfly - Emmanuele Segnier - Jaap Et Haar - Win - Ben - Whiskeytown - Marion Cotillard - Oliver Dahan - Aaron Katz - La Bamba - La Vie En Rose - Quiet City - Aaron Katz - Across The Universe - 2 Days In Paris - Kiss Me - The Dreamers - Ultra Orange &amp;amp; Emmanuele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-1565054257489533968?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/1565054257489533968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=1565054257489533968' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1565054257489533968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1565054257489533968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/tags.html' title='Tags'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8725406293476253708</id><published>2008-04-11T19:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:00:52.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stations'/><title type='text'>Station 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Station 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Film:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;La Vie En Rose -&lt;/em&gt; Oliver Dahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kiss Me&lt;/em&gt; - Sixpence None The Richer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Album:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Stronger Almanac&lt;/em&gt; - Whiskeytown (buenazo) / &lt;em&gt;Javier Alvarez&lt;/em&gt; - Javier Alvarez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Videoclip:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Caugh By The River&lt;/em&gt; - Doves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The World Of Ben Lighart&lt;/em&gt; - Jaap Et Haar (increíble narrativa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teen Time:&lt;/strong&gt; Confesiones con mariel, con todo y lujo de acontecimiento, ella sentada en una silla, yo recostado a la pared encima del colchón, deduciendo el por qué no estudiabamos, y simplemente hablabamos sobre mis cosas, y aquellas que ella pretendía saber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thing:&lt;/strong&gt; Mi Ipod / La Lap de Mi Hermano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV:&lt;/strong&gt; rayos ésto va a sonar fuerte, ayer han pagado el cable, y ha vuelto la programación a mi vida, en sí creo que ha vuelto con poca fuerza, pues realmente no estoy interesado en adentrarme a esta atrapadora de cerebros, pero creo que me entretuve hoy entre un rato libre que tuve viendo un programa llamado "Sexo Fuerte", y sí, que coña, pero me gustó... creo que quién lo hace por lo menos, hace algo decente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ben &lt;/em&gt;de The World Of Ben Lighhart y &lt;em&gt;Win&lt;/em&gt;, del mismo libro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8725406293476253708?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8725406293476253708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8725406293476253708' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8725406293476253708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8725406293476253708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/station-11.html' title='Station 10'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-3058775696484369302</id><published>2008-04-10T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:48:58.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think'/><title type='text'>Butterfly</title><content type='html'>hoy ha sido un día raro con similitudes de un día común. Fué quizá una motivación que viene de muy adentro, la que está haciendo cambiar muchas cosas en mi vida. Algo bueno se acerca, y necesito confiar en él.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por ahora, solo procuro el verbo, y ese espacio diminuto entre el ser y hacer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-3058775696484369302?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/3058775696484369302/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=3058775696484369302' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/3058775696484369302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/3058775696484369302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/butterfly.html' title='Butterfly'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-5439975124135398979</id><published>2008-04-08T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T13:58:38.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arturo Jiménez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think'/><title type='text'>Conocimiento</title><content type='html'>Es increíble el poder que tiene el conocimiento, para cambiar vidas enteras por otras de mejor calidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comienzo a sentir un cambio que se siente de a poco, y que ruego a la divinidad que no se estropíe. Todo esto es muy fuerte para mí, pero tengo mucha fé en que las cosas servirán en totalidad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-5439975124135398979?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/5439975124135398979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=5439975124135398979' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5439975124135398979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5439975124135398979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/conocimiento.html' title='Conocimiento'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-80052938150914385</id><published>2008-04-07T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T12:26:12.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>LP-PTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Linkin Park y Portishead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;O mejor dicho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mike Shinoda y Beth Gibbons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;así es nenes, por fin una de mis bandas preferidas del trip-hop hace un dueto con Mike Shinoda, dentro de una versión especial que sacan de un single incluido en su nuevo disco de Mxitapes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-80052938150914385?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/80052938150914385/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=80052938150914385' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aún hay ángeles en la tierra, nenes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ya he ganado la primera batalla...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-5934595338432116483?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/5934595338432116483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=5934595338432116483' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5934595338432116483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5934595338432116483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/still.html' title='Still'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2949364218221336441</id><published>2008-04-04T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:57:28.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stations'/><title type='text'>Station 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Station 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Film:&lt;/strong&gt; The Sweet Hereafter - Atom Egoyan (sin terminar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song:&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry - Madonna / Domino Dancing - Pet Shop Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Album:&lt;/strong&gt; The Ballad Of Broken Seas - Mark Lenegan and Isobell Campbell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book:&lt;/strong&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Videoclip:&lt;/strong&gt; Cindirella Rockafeller - Ivri Lider Feat. Rita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thing:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Halice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV:&lt;/strong&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teen Time:&lt;/strong&gt; Hoy, creo que no me había reido de tantas estupideses, como hoy lo hize, con las cosas que unos chicos de mi salón siempre hacen. Joder, que estúpido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality:&lt;/strong&gt; --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2949364218221336441?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2949364218221336441/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2949364218221336441' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2949364218221336441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2949364218221336441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/station-9.html' title='Station 9'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-5708372793560928067</id><published>2008-04-03T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:52:32.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think'/><title type='text'>Ballad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R_ViizZHIwI/AAAAAAAAA5o/sLpItIqAzCI/s1600-h/00705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185158896037602050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R_ViizZHIwI/AAAAAAAAA5o/sLpItIqAzCI/s400/00705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Incredible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-5708372793560928067?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/5708372793560928067/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=5708372793560928067' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5708372793560928067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/5708372793560928067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/incredible.html' title='Ballad'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R_ViizZHIwI/AAAAAAAAA5o/sLpItIqAzCI/s72-c/00705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-664311873217379969</id><published>2008-04-03T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T16:09:57.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think'/><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>el calor se ha elevado a unos cuantos kilitos más...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayer me andaba preguntando en medio de una acalorante charla que se dió, entre las personas que vivimos en la casa, sobre lo que sucede en estos días con la tierra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lo puñeteros que somos frente a la desgracia humana&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;El plastico que generamos (sorry nenes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nuestros egos y egocentrías sociales/intelectuales que tanto presumimos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;y nuestras frustantes necesidades de espacio entre los tumultos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y yo secretamente, me he contestado la pregunta, o resultado final de dichos argumentos, y al final, me he dado cuenta de algo importantísimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;La gente está Loca...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturagratutia.org/"&gt;erik&lt;/a&gt;, una vez acuñó esa frase, y desde entonces, me he dado cuenta de lo poderoso que está en nuestros díoas. y no hablando especificamente de toda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-664311873217379969?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/664311873217379969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=664311873217379969' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/664311873217379969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/664311873217379969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/people.html' title='People'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-1749382049508806612</id><published>2008-04-02T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:00:22.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think'/><title type='text'>Volverás</title><content type='html'>Hoy quedó fuera de concurso, el cuento que representaría a mie scuela...&lt;br /&gt;y todo por no ser responsable con el tiempo...&lt;br /&gt;a la maestra encargada le agradó, y sintió una lástima que no estuviese dentro de la terna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que follón&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-1749382049508806612?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/1749382049508806612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=1749382049508806612' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1749382049508806612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1749382049508806612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/volvers.html' title='Volverás'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-6338408310985418573</id><published>2008-04-01T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:59:30.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilógo Arkturo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ayer terminaron las vacaciones de casi dos semanas de larg&lt;br /&gt;y tengo un recuento modesto de lo acotencido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Estuve apunto de ser atropellado en varias ocasiones&lt;br /&gt;* Me he percatado de que tengo a una hermana adolescente melancólica&lt;br /&gt;* No logré ser buen uso del aseo personal, por la inclimencia de mi nesedad.&lt;br /&gt;* Leeí un fragmento de la Sagrada Biblia en una Church&lt;br /&gt;* Sembré una pesada tensión sobre el cuento que hoy entregué fuera de tiempo para concursar, en un evento cultural.&lt;br /&gt;* Descubrí grandes cantantes como Sué Foley, Patrick Watson y The Slims.&lt;br /&gt;* Estoy agotado y no sé por qué...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-6338408310985418573?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/6338408310985418573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=6338408310985418573' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6338408310985418573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/6338408310985418573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/04/ayer-terminaron-las-vacaciones-de-casi.html' title=''/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-7296205584960682508</id><published>2008-03-30T17:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T17:37:02.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think'/><title type='text'>Run</title><content type='html'>hoy he recordado una canción, que si en el justo momento en el que la descubrí, hubiese tenído esta edad, muchas cosas estarían fuera de orden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-7296205584960682508?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/7296205584960682508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=7296205584960682508' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7296205584960682508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/7296205584960682508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/03/run.html' title='Run'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-5971506151478735204</id><published>2008-03-29T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:32:24.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><title type='text'>Anti-nihilismo</title><content type='html'>Hoy me he sentido de maravilla,&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me sentí mal por haber hecho cosas que no deben estar en ese y ni en ningun lugar&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me he comprado dos pelis que me han provocado emoción&lt;br /&gt;Hoy estuve fascinado por visitas, y visitar a gente que quiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y no creo que nada de eso, se pueda deber a NADA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay algo, y es más que obvio, que se reitere a cada instante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No al nihilismo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-5971506151478735204?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/5971506151478735204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=5971506151478735204' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Station 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Station 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Film:&lt;/strong&gt; Malos Hábitos - Simón Bross (undefined) y Monster - Patty Jenkis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song:&lt;/strong&gt; Walk In The Sun - Sue Foley, To Be Alone With You - Sufjan Stevens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book:&lt;/strong&gt; The Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Album:&lt;/strong&gt; Walk In The Sun - Sue Foley,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Videoclip:&lt;/strong&gt; Close To Paradise Live At Lowlands - Patrick Watson, What's Gonna Happens Tomorrow - Duran Duran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thing:&lt;/strong&gt; Changes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV:&lt;/strong&gt; Coming Soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality:&lt;/strong&gt; Myselff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teen Time:&lt;/strong&gt; Peinarme, con pelos parados again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-3237237107197081929?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/3237237107197081929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=3237237107197081929' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/3237237107197081929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/3237237107197081929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/03/station-8.html' title='Station 8'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8259354674238281357</id><published>2008-03-28T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T18:56:08.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilógo Arkturo'/><title type='text'>Catalá</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R-0-ujZHIsI/AAAAAAAAA5A/XjyVYRQvNI0/s1600-h/1201189073_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182867715668779714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R-0-ujZHIsI/AAAAAAAAA5A/XjyVYRQvNI0/s400/1201189073_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;﻿a tí et va la marxa,&lt;br /&gt;teu heretessis radi pati&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8259354674238281357?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8259354674238281357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8259354674238281357' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8259354674238281357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8259354674238281357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/03/t-et-va-la-marxa-teu-heretessis-radi.html' title='Catalá'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R-0-ujZHIsI/AAAAAAAAA5A/XjyVYRQvNI0/s72-c/1201189073_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-4608845330675459799</id><published>2008-03-26T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:21:54.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filosofía Diaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilógo Arkturo'/><title type='text'>Spit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R-sgyTZHIqI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Sk5G_YZzFls/s1600-h/broken-social-scene-2003-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182271844791034530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R-sgyTZHIqI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Sk5G_YZzFls/s400/broken-social-scene-2003-00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivo una etapa muy pero muy drástica, en la cuál comienzo a tomar esas desciciones que los adultos, siempre se topan para después elaborar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre las principales están mi vida espiritual, mi cambio de empleo, mi necesidad de hacer ejercicio, de comer más sanamente, de tener más rápida mi vida de mantenimiento personal y familiar. Todo es algo que viene con bombo y platillo, pero que no me es indiferente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por ahora sobrevivo mundamente de canciones que mi querida Halice me ha almacenado. el &lt;em&gt;You Forgot It In Pople&lt;/em&gt; de Broken Social Scene y el Close To Paradise de Patrick Watson son toda una pasada, que pintan para ser clásico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-4608845330675459799?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/4608845330675459799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=4608845330675459799' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4608845330675459799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/4608845330675459799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/03/spit.html' title='Spit'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R-sgyTZHIqI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Sk5G_YZzFls/s72-c/broken-social-scene-2003-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-1858050397848703249</id><published>2008-03-22T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T18:42:23.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilógo Arkturo'/><title type='text'>Gargantas</title><content type='html'>La madrugada de hoy la pasé mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenía inflamada la garganta, y solo sacaba flemas, y flemas, y más flemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los tés caseros me funcionaron, ei nclusive poner música dance, que sin to ni son, es un bonus, hacía el bienestar que uno puede tener en el momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me duelen los ojos, traigo short, y he vuelto a usar los delicados audiphones de mi ipod.&lt;br /&gt;todo muy guay en un sábado 22 de Marzo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-1858050397848703249?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/1858050397848703249/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=1858050397848703249' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1858050397848703249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/1858050397848703249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/03/gargantas.html' title='Gargantas'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-8010581423245168567</id><published>2008-03-21T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T18:26:19.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilógo Arkturo'/><title type='text'>These</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R-RgEjZHIoI/AAAAAAAAA4g/nVsV0izkTyo/s1600-h/groupe9s_edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R-RgEjZHIoI/AAAAAAAAA4g/nVsV0izkTyo/s400/groupe9s_edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180371102719222402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R-RgEzZHIpI/AAAAAAAAA4o/eKQBk0dEjq4/s1600-h/All_the.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R-RgEzZHIpI/AAAAAAAAA4o/eKQBk0dEjq4/s400/All_the.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180371107014189714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cosas mundamamente buenas, que me han sucedido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-8010581423245168567?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/8010581423245168567/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=8010581423245168567' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8010581423245168567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/8010581423245168567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/03/these.html' title='These'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/R-RgEjZHIoI/AAAAAAAAA4g/nVsV0izkTyo/s72-c/groupe9s_edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135858753911517057.post-2674015313663868669</id><published>2008-03-21T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T12:02:28.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stations'/><title type='text'>Station 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Station 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Film: &lt;/span&gt;Traffic - Steven Sodenbergh / All The Real Girls - David Gordon Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Song: &lt;/span&gt;Storm - Doves / To Be Alone With You - Sufjan Stevens / Here It Comes - Doves / Dream A Little Dream Of Me - Mamas And Papas /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Album: &lt;/span&gt;Lost Souls - Doves / Some Cites - Doves (Fantástico) / Close To Paradise - Patrick Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Book:&lt;/span&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Videoclip: &lt;/span&gt;Sue Fole y - New Car Used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;TV:&lt;/span&gt; Gracias Gracias, sigo sin cable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Thing:&lt;/span&gt; Leer la sagrada lectura, en una iglesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Personality:&lt;/span&gt; Jesus y mi Mom! (forever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Teen Time: &lt;/span&gt;El mirarme mucho al espejo, pero estar consciente de ello.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135858753911517057-2674015313663868669?l=instation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/feeds/2674015313663868669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135858753911517057&amp;postID=2674015313663868669' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2674015313663868669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135858753911517057/posts/default/2674015313663868669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://instation.blogspot.com/2008/03/station-7.html' title='Station 7'/><author><name>Arkturo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06185600472477133596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E4k0MeTCQEI/TNW9YDsw7YI/AAAAAAAABtQ/fyDeMY85wqc/S220/l_274413596c22471fa1352baf3d751075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
