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Puede la piedra blanca latir con la sangre del ciervo
y el ciervo puede soñar por los ojos de un caballo.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #191919; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #191919; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #191919; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Federico García Lorca</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #191919; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">, "Poeta en Nueva York".</span>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-6518231647962950072011-09-14T16:00:00.000-07:002011-09-14T16:00:50.523-07:00My soul. My God. My all.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-64245321979128637412011-07-29T07:55:00.000-07:002011-07-29T08:03:34.622-07:00Idea para un cuento corto<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOS8VslzdlWQOKzQoW9Ng0VrK1-T88YbTjUV1ZlSAI7Vh-rqL-JHH5GHlRpkx1lMEYJmv3rfErSvwm_XOw-NuHCw9R5obMNxZ2QsFkDYwhxGIj0n047Cc7MYnnsvuW5T9X8Kw4SkXM-v4-/s1600/SS_18_OBSESSIONS_07.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOS8VslzdlWQOKzQoW9Ng0VrK1-T88YbTjUV1ZlSAI7Vh-rqL-JHH5GHlRpkx1lMEYJmv3rfErSvwm_XOw-NuHCw9R5obMNxZ2QsFkDYwhxGIj0n047Cc7MYnnsvuW5T9X8Kw4SkXM-v4-/s400/SS_18_OBSESSIONS_07.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634789988267035554" /></a><br /><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Una idea para un cuento corto: sobre las gentes de Manhattan que se están creando constantemente verdaderos e innecesarios traumas neuróticos porque eso les libra de enfrentarse con otros problemas de carácter universal de más difícil solución.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><b><i>¿Por qué vale la pena vivir?</i></b>, ésa es una buena pregunta</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Hay ciertas cosas que creo que hacen que valga la pena. ¿Como cuáles?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Por mi parte, yo podría decir que Groucho Marx, por nombrar a alguien. Y Jimmy Connors. El segundo movimiento de la Sinfonía Júpiter. Y Louis Armstrong y su grabación <i>"Potato head blues"</i>. Algungas películas suecas, claro. <i>La educación sentimental</i>, de Flaubert. Marlon Brando. Frank Sinatra. Esas increíbles "<i>Manzanas y peras</i>" de Cezanne. Los mariscos de Saint Rouge... </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia;">su cara después de besarme .... </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >(fundido en negro)</span></div></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-47649927942553609112011-06-19T14:21:00.000-07:002011-06-19T14:22:12.732-07:00HOWL<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; 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border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> </span><span style="font-size: large; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> Jazz killed itself</span></span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> don't let poetry kill itself</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> Jack Kerouac</span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji1bRkQd0nmPw-1DC091NJEV3wK7oMlSsGb2hRPW1Xf-N9MYhY-ge4DXPRq2-AAJlxUsqCBv78nQkTmx3hYgXWNx6zhly5LKoI1mNvvUfaQb7dBf0DTzQ9AXZId0SwRqBJSE5DzAnxgZI/s1600/kejrouac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="text-decoration: none; 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"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> Don't use the telephone.</span></span></i></span></div></span><i><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i><span style="font-size: large; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> People are never ready to answer it.</span></span></i></span></div></i><i><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i><span style="font-size: large; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> Use poetry.</span></span></i></span></div></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> Jack Kerouac </div></span><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Con "H" de </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Aullido</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> entran Ginsberg y sus </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">angelheaded hipsters</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">. Yo salgo a la calle con un libro abierto entre las piernas, torso indígena, mente indígena aboliendo la civilización electrónica en un click:</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Publicar entrada</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> y listo, p-í-x-e-l-e-s terroristas que atraviesan como Rayos-X tus estructuras anatómicas, el hueso brilla, y te observan desde tu nuca, como cuando un gusano de seda muerde el cráneo de piedra de un dios azteca. Con "H" de </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Aullido</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">, de Hiroshima Nagasaki y Fukushima, haiku triste de un marzo gris, que amputa las patas de la garza, cauteriza la herida el horno que quema el cadáver. Con "H" de Melchy, Yax-Kin Melchy: </span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Sembraremos selvas,<br />que crezcan salvajes,<br />encontrarán su propio orden</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Nosotros somos las selvas, juventud febril y eterna, la más efímera de las existencias, sembraremos selvas que luchen, que busquen un Sol Verde y necesario. Poesía joven, eco cacofónico, poesía, sin más.</span></div></div></span></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-7435022948100983092011-06-18T15:30:00.000-07:002011-06-18T15:31:30.767-07:0018.06.11<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBt4iI2Wdf-ABKbDEvNNRobbiwV6jQUQTv6JAGcAjmhnpxEQRvu7tKqU_h4PzlHucIia3npZEWVinP3PLSqvxd3A47wevMWjWhh164aKmx2vq0W10KYncB6OSQBbkp14OXugaQpbdAiAfy/s1600/ines.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBt4iI2Wdf-ABKbDEvNNRobbiwV6jQUQTv6JAGcAjmhnpxEQRvu7tKqU_h4PzlHucIia3npZEWVinP3PLSqvxd3A47wevMWjWhh164aKmx2vq0W10KYncB6OSQBbkp14OXugaQpbdAiAfy/s400/ines.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619690775088207714" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(25, 25, 25); "><div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><i>- Llámame Inés, por ejemplo</i></span></div><div class="post-footer" style="margin-top: 0.75em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; font: italic normal normal 11px/normal Times, serif; line-height: 1.4em; "></div></span></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-10890504239695596192011-04-28T09:52:00.000-07:002011-04-28T09:56:10.803-07:00Leer<div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjftbqVaMAjiilbmdL5jk-IGkcgulfiLRzkDGZAi5EzcmEVdFnotpAJY4eFXnqOXau8WF6I-l8sVk91-a4S0pD821TfH8Sj46Z07ap3m0VuVXj3ls736wFlL8FOTv54iIef6zxn6vyPgkw0/s1600/tumblr_lj7eppUMY21qhjxifo1_1280.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjftbqVaMAjiilbmdL5jk-IGkcgulfiLRzkDGZAi5EzcmEVdFnotpAJY4eFXnqOXau8WF6I-l8sVk91-a4S0pD821TfH8Sj46Z07ap3m0VuVXj3ls736wFlL8FOTv54iIef6zxn6vyPgkw0/s400/tumblr_lj7eppUMY21qhjxifo1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600679082046219074" /></a><br /><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></i></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></i></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Georgia"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Leer. Leer sin ganas. Leer por aburrimiento. Leer para no hacer ruido. Leer para dejar que tu padre duerma la siesta. Leer porque no te dejan poner la tele. Leer porque ya nadie quiere contarte un cuento. Leer porque te han castigado sin salir. Leer porque estás en la cama con fiebre. Leer porque estás solo. Leer porque imitas a tus hermanos mayores. Leer porque lo hace tu madre. Leer libros para niños. Leer novelas que no te dejan leer. Leer hasta que te apagan la luz. Leer sin leer, pensando en otra cosa. Leer en la biblioteca. Leer todos los libros de la biblioteca infantil. Leer porque tu hermano lee en la cama de al lado. Leer libros de Tintín en casa de tu abuelo. Reír porque tu tía llora con una novela. Llorar porque te da pena el abominable hombre de las nieves. Leer y leer y leer cinco líneas sobre sexo. Leerlas y leerlas una vez más. Leer porque quieres estar solo. Leer porque te sientes solo. Leer porque te crees distinto. Leer para encontrar almas gemelas. Leer aquello que aún no has vivido. Leer para llenarte la cabeza de pájaros. Leer para presumir. decir que has leído un libro que no has leído. Resumir libros en literatura que no has leído. Sacar buenas notas en literatura haciendo resúmenes de libros que no has terminado de leer. Reír. Llorar. Vivir. Sentir. Leer.</span></i></span></p><div><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><i><b>Por San San Antonio</b></i></span></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-74578188858750160672011-04-18T02:08:00.000-07:002011-04-18T02:10:18.472-07:00R. M.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgn0FPkveUGxUwxTQJ63lLPIzWbkeUxJCGwkf5L9XO1M2daLg0x6lHDKFlNwvv0M8ablYueQEBPdGT0PGdKYTIkrR5OYbc6AZsEd40iZqmi3Ta5Y9yuww7tEm1oSvB0qCbnCpcttrS5AdU/s1600/+La+experiencia+artistica+solo+es+aut%25C3%25B3noma+cuando+rechaza+el+paladeo+y+el+goze.+La+emancipaci%25C3%25B3n+del+arte+respecto+de+los+productos+de+la+cocina+y+la+pornograf%25C3%25ADa+es+irrevocable.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgn0FPkveUGxUwxTQJ63lLPIzWbkeUxJCGwkf5L9XO1M2daLg0x6lHDKFlNwvv0M8ablYueQEBPdGT0PGdKYTIkrR5OYbc6AZsEd40iZqmi3Ta5Y9yuww7tEm1oSvB0qCbnCpcttrS5AdU/s400/+La+experiencia+artistica+solo+es+aut%25C3%25B3noma+cuando+rechaza+el+paladeo+y+el+goze.+La+emancipaci%25C3%25B3n+del+arte+respecto+de+los+productos+de+la+cocina+y+la+pornograf%25C3%25ADa+es+irrevocable.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596848119911392642" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><i>La experiencia artistica solo es autónoma cuando rechaza el paladeo y el goze. La emancipación del arte respecto de los productos de la cocina y la pornografía es irrevocable.</i></span></span></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-21422272040310552272011-04-09T13:46:00.000-07:002011-04-09T13:49:13.609-07:00Cuentos de amor y humor<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0iwIm9QLjXyjDg5RMHnO451No80Qw8iSLqt5GxAo9UHBdE3zKTIxkv9pvSJJ1-XLZg4JG54EkUTbqol1VjEVBCryHEfHHYlaxSTSX_z2fZ3I4JMpMoY3uaARWBosX4WbZo0OxwxLZHkX5/s1600/tumblr_lj0qa3tk8k1qf40lfo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0iwIm9QLjXyjDg5RMHnO451No80Qw8iSLqt5GxAo9UHBdE3zKTIxkv9pvSJJ1-XLZg4JG54EkUTbqol1VjEVBCryHEfHHYlaxSTSX_z2fZ3I4JMpMoY3uaARWBosX4WbZo0OxwxLZHkX5/s400/tumblr_lj0qa3tk8k1qf40lfo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593688235568431954" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(52, 52, 52); -webkit-text-stroke- -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; font-family:Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;color:rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: italic normal normal 20px/normal Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal;font-size:16px;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: italic normal normal 20px/normal Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: italic normal normal 20px/normal Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Esta vez, sea porque aún estaban adoloridas las manos, o porque se echó por tierra la supremacía viril, no hubo aplausos. Sí, en cambio, un humor de perros en todos los rostros. Sin duda al moderador se le fue la mano. El hombre, aunque ya no es nadie, es el hombre, y hay que mantener en alto su imagen de conquistador. A las mujeres les fascina eso. De ahí que, iracunda, la doctora Caballero tomó la palabra:</span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: italic normal normal 20px/normal Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: italic normal normal 20px/normal Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> -En primer lugar, debo recordarle a Arteaga que los hombres no lloran. En segundo, que no es tan fiera la mujer como él la pinta. Y en tercer lugar que nosotras también tenemos cuitas de amor. ¡Ay, si no fuera así, no nos prenderíamos del radio para oír la Novela de las Dos, ni pagaríamos a cualquier precio los idilios del señor Goicochea, ni nos tiraríamos por la calle del medio como ahora solemos hacer! ¡Ustedes tienen la culpa! No han sabido crecerse ante las dificultades. Ir a lo profundo. Llegarnos al corazón.</span></span></span></h3><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i>Elio Ortega - <b>Cuentos de amor y humor</b></i></span></span></div></span>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-61944972591139725382011-04-08T07:14:00.000-07:002011-04-08T07:17:30.962-07:00El chico curvo<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XfUDrorit-k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(52, 52, 52); -webkit-text-stroke- -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; font-family:Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;color:rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">A mí me gustan las personas curvas</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">las ideas curvas</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">los caminos curvos</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">porque el mundo es curvo</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">y la tierra es curva</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">y el movimiento es curvo</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">y me gustan las curvas</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">y los pechos curvos</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">y los culos curvos</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">los sentimientos curvos;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">la ebriedad: es curva;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">las palabras curvas;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">el amor es curvo;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">¡el vientre es curvo!;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">lo diverso es curvo.</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">A mí me gustan los mundos curvos;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">el mar es curvo</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">la risa es curva</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">la alegría es curva</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">el dolor es curvo;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">las uvas: curvas;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">las naranjas: curvas;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">los labios: curvos;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">y los sueños: curvos;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">los paraísos; curvos</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">(no hay otros paraísos)</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">a mí me gusta la anarquía curva.</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">El día es curvo</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">y la noche es curva;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">¡la aventura es curva!</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> </span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Y no me gustan las personas rectas</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">el mundo recto;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">las ideas rectas;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">a mí me gustan las manos curvas</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">los poemas curvos;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">las horas curvas;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">¡contemplar es curvo!</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">(en las que puedes contemplar las curvas y conocer la tierra);</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">los instrumentos curvos;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">no los cuchillos, no las leyes:</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">no me gustan las leyes porque son rectas;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">no me gustan las cosas rectas;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">los suspiros: curvos;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">los besos : curvos;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">las caricias: curvas;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Y la paciencia es curva.</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">El pan es curvo</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">y la metralla recta.</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">No me gustan las cosas rectas</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">ni la línea recta;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">se pierden</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">todas las líneas rectas;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">no me gusta la muerte porque es recta</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">es la cosa más recta, lo escondido</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">detrás de las cosas rectas;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">ni los maestros rectos</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">ni las maestras rectas;</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">a mi me gustan los maestros curvos</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">las maestras curvas.</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">No los dioses rectos:</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">¡libérennos los dioses curvos de los dioses rectos!</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">El baño es curvo</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">la verdad es curva</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">ya no resisto las verdades rectas.</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Vivir es curvo</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">la poesía es curva</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">el corazón es curvo.</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">A mi me gustan las personas curvas</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">y huyo, es la peste, de las personas rectas.</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> </span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">.Jesús Lizano.</span></span></span></span></p></span>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-92078521199045656462011-04-04T08:02:00.000-07:002011-04-04T08:06:12.894-07:00¿Todavía no ha reservado su asiento en el avión?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiecHNRl5IYQ9Of5ViWAS0m_H8N6jgS0v7UYdOm6DhjrTTqza9ZoaqkN5k6_cEYTikxBHCTodnQk8ZkPX6UNltsCBmuVSinJMFAM3OyY1-qlpkH6w22lqnfvXvJvpXvKr9uIFiikpklgKQu/s1600/5498855078_434bffd237_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiecHNRl5IYQ9Of5ViWAS0m_H8N6jgS0v7UYdOm6DhjrTTqza9ZoaqkN5k6_cEYTikxBHCTodnQk8ZkPX6UNltsCBmuVSinJMFAM3OyY1-qlpkH6w22lqnfvXvJvpXvKr9uIFiikpklgKQu/s400/5498855078_434bffd237_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591744841614336130" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(52, 52, 52); -webkit-text-stroke- -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; color:rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Así, un golpe fuerte puede causar contusiones, hinchazón, trastornos oculares, pérdida de audición, rotura de vasos sanguíneos importantes, cefaleas, migrañas, desmayos, mareos, pérdida del conocimiento y en algunos caso comas irreversibles o incluso la muerte. </span></span></span><strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></strong></span>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-50101664422166623422011-02-22T10:42:00.000-08:002011-02-22T10:50:08.434-08:00aspiración vital<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC1EgLgXDInBe9XAao5lH9J8bh7vY2J9OxF0dhmflWKiNNnnto_Fdq19N0hI2Q1W4AQ4cIOr8I_GeF0kHTT7KoGGbffhhLk4SsPZ1tN58348PqpDT-7W6avS8_IumD9-clsKtZ7AQquysb/s1600/James-Dean.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC1EgLgXDInBe9XAao5lH9J8bh7vY2J9OxF0dhmflWKiNNnnto_Fdq19N0hI2Q1W4AQ4cIOr8I_GeF0kHTT7KoGGbffhhLk4SsPZ1tN58348PqpDT-7W6avS8_IumD9-clsKtZ7AQquysb/s400/James-Dean.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576588068271385810" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Me preguntaba cómo podía vivir con alguien así. <div>Tenía más libros de los que yo había visto en toda mi vida: dos bibliotecas, dos habitaciones con las cuatro paredes llenas hasta el techo, y libros como el Apócrifo Esto-o-lo-Otro en diez volúmenes. </div><div><br /></div><div>Puso óperas de Verdi e imitaba a los cantantes vestido con un pijama que tenía un gran roto en la espalda. Todo le imprtaba un comino. Es un gran erudito que andaba dando tumbos por los muelles de Nueva York con manuscritos musicales originales del siglo diecisiete bajo el brazo, chillando. Se arrastra por las calles como una gran araña. La excitación le salía por los ojos en llamaradas de luz diabólica. La cabeza le daba vueltas en éxtasis espasmódicos. Balbuceaba, se retorcía, se tiraba al suelo, gemía, aullaba, se echaba hacia atrás desesperado.</div><div><br /></div><div><b><i>Apenas podía articular palabra debido a lo que le excitaba la vida</i></b>. Dean estaba ante él con la cabeza inclinada, repitiendo una y otra vez:</div><div><br /></div><div>- Sí ... sí ... sí ... - Me llevó a un rincón -. Este Rollo Creb <b><i>es el más grande, el más maravilloso de todos</i></b>. Es lo que trataba de decirte ... así es como quiero ser yo. Quiero ser como él. Nunca se queda colgado, <i>va en todas direcciones</i>, deja que todo vaya por sí mismo, <i>sabe lo que es el tiempo</i>, lo único que tiene que hacer es balancearse adelante y atrás. ¡Tío, es el acabóse! ¿Ves? Si haces lo mismo que él todo el tiempo lo habrás conseguido.</div><div><br /></div><div>- ¿Conseguir qué?</div><div><br /></div><div>- ¡ESO! ¡ESO! Te lo diré... pero ahora no tengo tiempo</div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-54456588470504281872011-02-20T04:07:00.000-08:002011-02-20T04:41:20.174-08:00siguiendo la Ruta 66<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwXBZEcL5BaiwELH6lxDBlc4pNnC7BoSrSalZPJhAIb08Ze44Z38fsxjp47pmMYPlaDi8e7yLAX5yeZnmS5fB1BGoIBQUyFuQSDCjbrQjqErLLlhKSKukkx5jq4Dz2S_TuJ29KOxdmHwL3/s1600/1.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwXBZEcL5BaiwELH6lxDBlc4pNnC7BoSrSalZPJhAIb08Ze44Z38fsxjp47pmMYPlaDi8e7yLAX5yeZnmS5fB1BGoIBQUyFuQSDCjbrQjqErLLlhKSKukkx5jq4Dz2S_TuJ29KOxdmHwL3/s400/1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575748950911147874" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">L.A es la ciudad más solitaria y la más brutal de toda América; Nueva York tiene un frío en invierno que te cala hasta los huesos, pero se nota cierta cordialidad en algunas de sus calles. <b><i>L.A es la jungla.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">South Main Street, la calle por la que Terry y yo paseábamos comiendo perritos calientes, era un carnaval fantástico de luces y brutalidad. Policías de btas altas registraban a la gente casi en cada esquina. Los tipos más miserables del país pululaban por las aceras; todo eso, bajo aquellas suaves estrellas del sur de California que se pierden en el halo pardo del enorme campamento del desierto que es realmente LA. Se podía oler a tila, yerba, es decir, marihuana, que flotaba en el aire junto a los chiles y la cerveza. <i>El salvaje y enorme sonido del bop salía de las cervecerías; mezclado en la noche norteamericana con popurrís de música vaquera y boogie-woogie. </i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Todos se parecían a Hassel. Negros violentos siempre riendo con gorras bop y barba de chivo; después estaban los <b><i>hipsters</i></b> de pelo largo, completamente hundidos, que parecía que acababan de llegar de Nueva York por la Ruta 66; después estaban las viejas ratas del desierto que llevaban paquetes y se dirigían a algún banco de la plaza; luego estaban los ministros metodistas con mangas deshilachadas, y algún ocasional santo naturista muy joven con barba y sandalias. <i>Hubiera querido conocerlos a todos, hablar con todos</i>, pero Terry y yo estábamos demasiado ocupados intentando conseguir algo de dinero. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">También andaban por allí, mirándose unos a otros, apuestos <b><i>maricas</i></b> muy jóvenes que habían ido a Hollywood para ser vaqueros. Se humedecían las cejas con el dedo mojado en saliva.<i> Las chicas más guapas del mundo pasaban con sus pantalones; habían llegado para ser estrellas y acababan en casas de citas. </i></span></div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiATGqItJu66AiL-lVm4pTEqGZBHl7skEwRAlseaRzLEtF4K19H2gQeR_eScM4vEWTUKD226LjAjF3bzMyfcChRRLMIBgMs2JYu02Fru-wUkAG-gB_SSjz6Qv_ixnzvsIdKmohoStR8PUxT/s1600/baja.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiATGqItJu66AiL-lVm4pTEqGZBHl7skEwRAlseaRzLEtF4K19H2gQeR_eScM4vEWTUKD226LjAjF3bzMyfcChRRLMIBgMs2JYu02Fru-wUkAG-gB_SSjz6Qv_ixnzvsIdKmohoStR8PUxT/s400/baja.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575749095141473202" /></a><br /><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hollywood Boulevard era un tremendo frenesí de coches; había pequeños accidentes por lo menos a cada minuto: todos corrían hacia la última palmera... y después estaba el desierto y la nada. <b><i>Los ligones de Hollywood </i></b>permanecían delante de ostentosos restaurantes, discutiendo exactamente como discuten los ligones de Broadway ante el Jacobs Beach, en NY, solo que aquí llevaban trajes ligeros y su lenguaje era más ridículo. Altos, cadavéricos predicadores, desfilaban también. Mujeres gordas y chillonas cruzaban el bulevar corriendo para ocupar un puesto en la cola de los programas de radio [...] La gente comía lúgubremente junto a cascadas, con el rostro verde tristeza marina. <i>Todos los policías de LA parecen guapos gigolos; evidentemente habían venido a la ciudad a hacer cine. Todo el mundo había venido a hacer cine, hasta yo.</i></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-44255790029949459512011-02-16T13:54:00.000-08:002011-02-16T14:10:40.268-08:00Notas sobre los efectos del yagé<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLL1azkwliP4UOxNIDMtSayI9klPcp1N_NHTXfdnC_5fDuNGF6ba4Xd2AGJHZj0DGQmwNb64fCPpRA5IaytqY7yQIAUQKIFcTKX_UaVJokNeh4dJWCDGOnoFb6J-46ztv_FTyAU5Q7JVGO/s1600/tumblr_l9moadsQDO1qcvxkso1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLL1azkwliP4UOxNIDMtSayI9klPcp1N_NHTXfdnC_5fDuNGF6ba4Xd2AGJHZj0DGQmwNb64fCPpRA5IaytqY7yQIAUQKIFcTKX_UaVJokNeh4dJWCDGOnoFb6J-46ztv_FTyAU5Q7JVGO/s400/tumblr_l9moadsQDO1qcvxkso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574413275152050418" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Imágenes que caen lentas y silenciosas como la nieve....Serenidad...Caen toas las defensas... todo entra o sale libremente... El miedo es simplemente imposible... Una hermosa presencia azul fluye dentro de mí... Veo un sonriente rostro arcaico semejane a una máscara polinésica... Es un rostro azul púrpura salpicado de oro...</div><div><br /></div><div>La habitación toma el aspecto de una casa de putas del Cercano Oriente - paredes azules y lámparas de borlas rojas... -, siento que me convierto en una negra, el color oscuro va invadiendo silenciosamente mi carne... Convulsiones de lujuria... Mis piernas adquieren una forma bien torneada, una calidad como polinésica... Todo se agita, cobra una vida furtiva, temblorosa.... La habitación es el Cercano Oriente, lo negro, Polinesia, algún sitio familiar que no localizo... El yagé es un viaje espacio-temporal... La habitación parece temblar, vibrar, entrar en movimiento...</div><div><br /></div><div>La sangre y sustancia de muchas razas negras: negros, polisenios, mongoles de las montañas, nómadas del desierto, políglotas del Cercano Oriente, indios... razas todavía no concebidas ni nacidas pasan a través del cuerpo... Migraciones, viajes increíbles a través de desiertos y selvas y montañas (éxtasis y muerte en valles cerrados de las montañas en los que las plantas nacen del sexo, inmensos crustáceos se incuban en el interior y rompen el cascarón del cuerpo) cruzando el Pacífico en piragua hasta la Isla de Pascua. </div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-75154115829220278822011-02-12T07:44:00.000-08:002011-02-12T07:49:59.176-08:00Life was chaos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEdwszXhx41e0P_q4tuK2MgTFMTeVcbAHsGU2WyH5fCft__KHuYo4SBIqYST1_zUc_7WnolI1Jd4K9mWAUnga3Z2jNk14T49RC108sVytByhZwlWtAPN9f_tRX3HP_2sEEb8IE7oLLFdGm/s1600/10.CAMERA-3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEdwszXhx41e0P_q4tuK2MgTFMTeVcbAHsGU2WyH5fCft__KHuYo4SBIqYST1_zUc_7WnolI1Jd4K9mWAUnga3Z2jNk14T49RC108sVytByhZwlWtAPN9f_tRX3HP_2sEEb8IE7oLLFdGm/s400/10.CAMERA-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572830223815775922" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><div><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div>I wanted someone to enter my life like a bird that comes into a kitchen</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And starts breaking things and crashes with doors and windows</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Leaving chaos and destruction.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">This is why I accepted her kisses as someone who has been given a leaflet at the subway.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I knew, don’t ask me why or how, that we were gonna share even our toothpaste.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We got to know each other by caressing each other’s scars</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Avoiding getting too close to know too much</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We wanted happiness to be like a virus that reaches every place in a sick body</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I turned my home into a water bed and her breasts into dark sand castles</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">She gave me her metaphors, her bottles of gins and her North Africa stamp collection.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">At night we would talk in dreams, back to back and we would always, always, agree.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The sheets were so much like our skin that we stopped going to work.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Love became a strong big man with us, terribly handy, a proper liar, with big eyes and red lips.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">She made me feel brand new.</span></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I watch her get fucked up, lose touch, we listened to Nick Drake in her tape recorder and she told me she was a writer.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I read her book in two and a half hours and cried all the way through as watching Bambi.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">She told me that when I think she has loved me all she could, she was gonna love me a little bit more.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">My ego and her cynicism got on really well and we would say “what would you do in case I die” or</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“what if I had Aids ?” or “don’t you like the Smiths” or “let’s shag now”.We left our fingerprints all around</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">my room, breakfast was automatically made, and if it would come to bed in a trolley, no hands,</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">we did compete to see who would have the best orgasms, the nicer visions, the biggest hangovers.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And if she came pregnant we decided it would be God hand’s fault.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The world was our oyster.</span></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Life was life.</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">But then she had to go back to London, to see her boyfriend and her family and her best friends and her pet</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">called “Gus”.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And without her I’ve been a mess. I’ve painted my nails black and got my hair cut.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I open my pictures collection and our past can be limitless and I know the process is to slice each</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">section of my story thinner and thinner until I’m left only with her, I’ve felt like shit all the time</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">no matter who I kiss or how charming I try to be with my new birds.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">This is the point, isn’t it ? </span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">New birds that will project me along a wire from the underground into the air,</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">into the world.</span></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></span></span></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-32752508932484526052011-02-05T08:57:00.000-08:002011-02-05T09:00:50.099-08:00Embr(i)ague<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLWp4O5TybM4GEqCORT7vm-5c84IBc5DJCFWGUUnsKTCBp5HnwY5SdMVfbhUqVzxU8WjI7Qs2S-0e2_7I4d5piLKVr0ASnkbYqK4ky8yh_qXemN_dqgj650unMajVKIAji7ouL2McDdGwk/s1600/5044343111_95f26e389c_z.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLWp4O5TybM4GEqCORT7vm-5c84IBc5DJCFWGUUnsKTCBp5HnwY5SdMVfbhUqVzxU8WjI7Qs2S-0e2_7I4d5piLKVr0ASnkbYqK4ky8yh_qXemN_dqgj650unMajVKIAji7ouL2McDdGwk/s400/5044343111_95f26e389c_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570251467640230098" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(32, 18, 77); line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(32, 18, 77); line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(32, 18, 77); line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div>Ahora todo se frena como si alguien hubiese puesto su empeine bajo mi acelerador. </span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(32, 18, 77); line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(32, 18, 77); line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Huele a goma quemada, incluso sabe a goma quemada. Esto no flota, no hay balsas de aceite. Gasolina y explosión, de todo excepto ganas. Cualquier cosa puede empezar cuando algo se acaba, el pez se muerde la cola, y yo pico tu anzuelo porque me da la gana. Consciente de que no me voy a dejar pescar, me dejo querer. Dejarme querer, aquí, consiste en dejarme odiar 9 horas al día para sonreír cada 28 de mes. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(32, 18, 77); line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Bajo las escaleras, abro los ojos, ya los volveré a cerrar mañana otro rato.</span></span></span></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-22280246027591764282011-02-04T09:03:00.000-08:002011-02-04T09:13:38.580-08:00Eva<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtMS6ZLeZ5bOVT7dSNDHtFo1WfME7iYr2ZPzvib20zhp7q1P4m5dtBPhU-bJnyYGkM2iphiLQlap2UkKkz0egbeoC5RsPcEJ3DBwMbuT_SfEnQTRw09HtM8E7jh9xvKqp1MG3O-XxcutPB/s1600/tumblr_leygt8OlcC1qz6dkuo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtMS6ZLeZ5bOVT7dSNDHtFo1WfME7iYr2ZPzvib20zhp7q1P4m5dtBPhU-bJnyYGkM2iphiLQlap2UkKkz0egbeoC5RsPcEJ3DBwMbuT_SfEnQTRw09HtM8E7jh9xvKqp1MG3O-XxcutPB/s400/tumblr_leygt8OlcC1qz6dkuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569882693271633650" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(25, 25, 25); line-height: 22px; font-family:Times, serif;font-size:14px;"><span style="font-style: italic; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(25, 25, 25); line-height: 22px; font-family:Times, serif;font-size:14px;"><span style="font-style: italic; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(25, 25, 25); line-height: 22px; font-family:Times, serif;font-size:14px;"><span style="font-style: italic; "><br /></span></span></div>"Envidiada por la princesa del guisante, rebelde de causas mayores como noche de vida alegre y esas mañanas tristes revolcandote en la cama, rata de coacla portadora de enfermedades mortales, guarda en un bote las cualidades de la perfeccion, cual felicidad o esperanza. Lucha por permanecer cuerda en un mundo de camisas de fuerza de raso negro mientras camins golpeando botellas vacias de recuerdos insufribles de sumarios perdidos. Tiene miedo a quedarte sola, se amputa la mano y me la da, asi siempre "caminaras a mi lado" me dice, sencillas palabras vendidas al mejor postor, cuadernos que nunca se dejan ver, musica funebre en este dia especial."<br /></span><br /><br />Eva, vista por los ojos de su precioso Adán.<br /></span>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-84653082130386818632011-01-31T14:48:00.000-08:002011-01-31T14:56:47.725-08:00El amante<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPBANV4dnv27LycceHflN_mfN1GiLoqhlwc4KZnEV95R_psXqbGA2PkvNwdNDsuqZfdt_ZjLv5lXSlI5Qj68Kg-1KvG_nfkDfQAs3v7iJ0gzBnTkdqU1hE6_EY-1_liZR87XClVkspEb5i/s1600/tumblr_levntb85nk1qavym5o1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPBANV4dnv27LycceHflN_mfN1GiLoqhlwc4KZnEV95R_psXqbGA2PkvNwdNDsuqZfdt_ZjLv5lXSlI5Qj68Kg-1KvG_nfkDfQAs3v7iJ0gzBnTkdqU1hE6_EY-1_liZR87XClVkspEb5i/s400/tumblr_levntb85nk1qavym5o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568486192714472514" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(69, 69, 69); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;font-size:13px;"><blockquote><br /></blockquote><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:webdings;"><i>El amante distingue cada vez menos claramente los límites de su cuerpo, no es como los otros, no está acabado, en la habitación sigue creciendo, aún no ha alcanzado las formas definitivas, se hace a cada instante, no sólo está ahí donde lo ve, también está en otras partes, se extiende más allá de la vista, hacia el juego, la muerte, es flexible, se lanza todo entero al placer como si fuera mayor, en edad, carece de malicia, es de una inteligencia terrible.</i></span></blockquote><div><br /></div></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(69, 69, 69); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;font-size:13px;"><span style="font-weight: bold; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;color:#454545;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"><br /></span></span></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-27219469678593510012011-01-29T06:51:00.000-08:002011-01-29T08:20:54.843-08:00un eterno ciclo vital<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYmTptDGg28DX52ad0NtxmmVq8URK66bb9IsKqQdqvrKxhbLlrXiqTIhBk64I_k24hRvijKr2w9JC2uAsvdbuQB9LRmi7cHrTwqYQn-1Ye2wHtxZkRj4F9ETZi0hOzFZT-b4-97Sa5BTnv/s1600/5030770358_5f7b7b6be2_b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYmTptDGg28DX52ad0NtxmmVq8URK66bb9IsKqQdqvrKxhbLlrXiqTIhBk64I_k24hRvijKr2w9JC2uAsvdbuQB9LRmi7cHrTwqYQn-1Ye2wHtxZkRj4F9ETZi0hOzFZT-b4-97Sa5BTnv/s400/5030770358_5f7b7b6be2_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567625410580455234" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(52, 52, 52); -webkit-text-stroke- -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; font-family:Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;color:rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"></span></span></span></i></b></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">La poesía lleva al mismo punto que todas las formas del erotismo; a la indistinción, a la confusión de objetos distintos. Nos conduce hacia la eternidad, nos conduce hacia la muerte y, por medio de la muerte, a la continuidad: la poesía es la </span></span></span></b></i><i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">eternidad</span></span></span></b></i><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">. </span></span></span></b></i><i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Es la mar, que se fue con el sol.</span></span></span></b></i></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">“Georges Bataille”</span></span></span></b></i></p><p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">¡No puede ser que todavía escribas a mano!</span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">La escritura a mano, al menos para mí, corrige parte de aquellas carencias sensoriales vinculadas al acto de escribir. Al atrapar entre los dedos la pluma o el lápiz usurpo, de alguna forma, el trono del escultor con su cincel y el del pintor con su pincel. Y al deslizarse la tinta por el papel puedo presumir de movimientos parecidos a los que provocan las incisiones del cirujano en la piel.</span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">El trabajo se hace físico, sucio e incluso doloroso a medida que transcurre el tiempo: los dedos quedan marcados por la silueta de la pluma, el sudor pega la hoja a la palma de la mano, la muñeca es circundada por calambres y notas esa continua incomodidad que te hace cambiar de posición una y otra vez.</span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Hay vida y percibes cómo late el corazón debajo de las uñas. También hay riesgo. Procura no equivocarte. Busca que la empoción justa tenga la idea justa y que la idea justa, a su vez, se abalance sobre la palabra justa. Ve lento, no te equivoques. No tienes una tecla para borrar tus errores y tus tachaduras se te aparecerán como heridas que no sabes si han cicatrizado.</span></span></span></span></p></span></i></b></span><p></p></span>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-61028930825807003002011-01-17T07:12:00.000-08:002011-01-17T07:16:59.175-08:00Un pariente antropófago<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-qpxaO7MaUN-DCJpfYuPzal1KJzNPaeCeE81QVyHf7alGRlYwvu-KqI8E2csKnQ3OOHpqwTW8rzRDqpAGcwJxEH4QJg6wOgaAL8lCvP4xcNwzCiUfd4hBFKGddQXUJEyAUZKVyZ9_Wpsl/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-01-14+at+10.19.17+PM.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-qpxaO7MaUN-DCJpfYuPzal1KJzNPaeCeE81QVyHf7alGRlYwvu-KqI8E2csKnQ3OOHpqwTW8rzRDqpAGcwJxEH4QJg6wOgaAL8lCvP4xcNwzCiUfd4hBFKGddQXUJEyAUZKVyZ9_Wpsl/s400/Screen+shot+2011-01-14+at+10.19.17+PM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563173610675555746" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">De todos modos la noticia me ha sonado a algo muy natural, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">completamente esperable, por así decirlo. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Aunque nos cueste aceptarlo </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">con palabras, en el fondo de nuestro corazón sabemos que tenemos tanta </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">capacidad de amar como de devorar, y que si ahora no tenemos los </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">molares teñidos por la sangre de las víctimas es porque tenemos las leyes, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">los contratos y todas esas cosas que hacen que no amemos y devoremos </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">con tanto arrebato como en los tiempos del Hombre de Cheddar.</span></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-3505399513879808532011-01-15T07:42:00.000-08:002011-01-15T07:46:38.383-08:00men<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU6CGLvTsUplVyIzLC7Qkc8le0jdAWLkIYCGDHEXNdJMx4FegMX5ZCfk8eDccQigZGaOGKJ4sEHoDDOGzVwbQ01LWJ-ae-pj1mOmtgkxp3cYSVTPEH_ND1TgGwYywk8PelsK4a2kvfn5tr/s1600/men.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU6CGLvTsUplVyIzLC7Qkc8le0jdAWLkIYCGDHEXNdJMx4FegMX5ZCfk8eDccQigZGaOGKJ4sEHoDDOGzVwbQ01LWJ-ae-pj1mOmtgkxp3cYSVTPEH_ND1TgGwYywk8PelsK4a2kvfn5tr/s400/men.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562438603175223074" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(25, 25, 25); line-height: 22px; "><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(25, 25, 25); line-height: 22px; ">"...Después de haber echado una carta, subía al piso de arriba y me tumbaba junto a mi mujer y, con los ojos bien abiertos fijaba la vista en la oscuridad, como intentando leer mi futuro. Me decía una y otra vez que, si un hombre, un hombre sincero y desesperado como yo, ama a una mujer con todo su corazón, si es capaz de cortarse las orejas y enviárselas por correo, si es capáz de sacarse la sangre del corazón y volcarla en el papel, saturar a esa mujer con su necesidad y anhelo, asediarla eternamente, no puede ser que ella lo rechace. El hombre más feo, más débil, el hombre más indigno ha de triunfar por fuerza, si está dispuesto a dar hasta la última gota de su sangre. Ninguna mujer puede rechazar el don del amor absoluto..."<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; ">Henrry Miller,</span> "Sexus".</span></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-62093645446512777882011-01-08T14:46:00.000-08:002011-01-09T04:32:00.726-08:00manatí<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUZoek40U5sGLq45G8bwTxdkvhIAodQauG62ILP3m3qCsmZkSPoKHPn4ny5OV10XTezJgBYgqYcSQJXkTr2JkrfkcYXq2mY1z6voeqQBK_VKXheY60kTQq4BDRryhLYV8MXuuvVi18qJEK/s1600/3636214835_632717fe5c_z.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUZoek40U5sGLq45G8bwTxdkvhIAodQauG62ILP3m3qCsmZkSPoKHPn4ny5OV10XTezJgBYgqYcSQJXkTr2JkrfkcYXq2mY1z6voeqQBK_VKXheY60kTQq4BDRryhLYV8MXuuvVi18qJEK/s400/3636214835_632717fe5c_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559995751765374722" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(14, 14, 14); letter-spacing: -1px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">love is an attempt at penetrating another being, </span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(14, 14, 14); letter-spacing: -1px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">but it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual.</span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(14, 14, 14); letter-spacing: -1px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(14, 14, 14); letter-spacing: -1px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">- Octavio Paz -</span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(14, 14, 14); letter-spacing: -1px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(14, 14, 14); letter-spacing: -1px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(14, 14, 14); letter-spacing: -1px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(52, 52, 52); font-style: normal; letter-spacing: normal; -webkit-text-stroke- -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; font-family:Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;color:rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px !important; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:webdings;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">-tocá, tocá, dentro no hay monstruos. Sólo soy un reservorio lejano y cobarde. </span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px !important; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:webdings;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">*el lenguaje adopta la forma de las bocas; así, “manatí” es un continuo palpar de curvas y vórtices coronados por la tilde del destierro. Véase también: paradoja. (con a inclinada, derrapante hacia la brecha)*</span></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px !important; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:webdings;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">-tocá, tocá, sólo queda agua. Con la a.</span></i></span></span></p></span></span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(14, 14, 14); letter-spacing: -1px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana, verdana, verdana;font-size:medium;"><span class="quote" style=" letter-spacing: -1px; color: rgb(14, 14, 14); font-size:24px;"><br /></span></span></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-11023232848424544342010-12-17T11:31:00.000-08:002010-12-17T11:43:22.326-08:00Entropía<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEf0ORk3AwYxUI6SVMsCczLxdTqy93EI-0A6OMo4_fohcTeVHQrCh6usjM2VsLwk-aFPvSMSBLO0enRTEHo10tkRnpK-GtEOGhWNO_rNlvxlTpPJQ3vXA_91TmNxXojyBNlWDUf_9Spt9U/s1600/5221856355_1edf9783b5_b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEf0ORk3AwYxUI6SVMsCczLxdTqy93EI-0A6OMo4_fohcTeVHQrCh6usjM2VsLwk-aFPvSMSBLO0enRTEHo10tkRnpK-GtEOGhWNO_rNlvxlTpPJQ3vXA_91TmNxXojyBNlWDUf_9Spt9U/s400/5221856355_1edf9783b5_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551739046851332770" /></a><br /><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i>Y efectivamente, aquel era otro mundo. Hasta allí navegaba la civilización, llegaba la ciudad. Y allí se acababa</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">- Arturo Barea, <i>La forja de un rebelde</i> -</span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 18.0px; font: 13.0px Georgia; color:#454545;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">La vida era el caos, la vida era ese orden creciente, el desmembramiento, dejarse partes de uno mismo olvidadas por ahí, y la gente trataba inútilmente de recogerse y recomponerse al caer el día, de no perder ni un ápice de sí mismos, ni de regalar, ni compartir, ni perder (todo en la vida era perder, desde el principio de los tiempos). Y para qué existe el orden si no es para desordenarlo, y qué difícil, qué difícil era asumir todo esto, y hacerle frente, y despedirse de los trocitos, del pasado, del futuro, qué difícil, y sin embargo, yo quería ir a buscarlo, a pesar de todo, porque al fin y al cabo eso era la vida, y tenía que aprender (enséñame, enséñame), tenía que aprender a ser, a ser valiente. Va-li-en-te.</span></span></span></p><div><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><br /></span></div>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-53070583755722811152010-12-10T11:11:00.000-08:002010-12-10T11:21:27.922-08:00nudité<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 48px; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Yo quiero estar desnudo más que vivo, desnudo de rencor, de piel, de frente, tener un corazón desnudo y rudo. Cuando la muerte venga de repente hallarme más desnudo que e</span></span></i></b><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">l desnudo.</span></span></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 48px; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 48px; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></i></b></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:webdings;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ_KccQ_KJVj0aJv5vrkBKSetGEotTiZI9EEGVlNwzQ9LzlM0iwC7ZDFSRhHlTkMCJYlHhAnLZr6liuZabKZe5I73lVjzCkvw9BY1aAsiGiL4lfHMzy4Ld7QhiI8k0r3Dds5x438zEfeSU/s400/only+the+young+die+young.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549135478815787010" /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; ">Éramos neófitos en el placer y en el metal.</span></div></span></span><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:webdings;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Creíamos saber de todo sin saber de nada. Nos considerábamos revolucionarios, simientes de un posible cambio universal. Leíamos a Neruda, escuchábamos Metallica, nos leíamos las arrugas de los labios con la lengua como si fuera braile, recitábamos a oscuras, a la luz de las luciérnagas. Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:webdings;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">A veces pienso que todos los que fueron heavys, punks o góticos por aquella época ahora son poetas o músicos o malabaristas. Y nosotros, los malabaristas, los poetas, los músicos seguimos llorando cuando nos devoran, cuando nos muerden y se llevan nuestra piel. Porque cuando te disparan, sangras, da igual lo agresivo o lo poético de tu apariencia.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; word-wrap: break-word; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:webdings;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ante el dolor sólo queda la desnudez.</span></span></p>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-17766986762737272582010-12-09T12:42:00.000-08:002010-12-09T12:56:27.474-08:00... y todo era mentira<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO6A0TdL7TiZ9L3dXoNFforHZfIL9KIlFHylZwe5oCnVy4-9lLhY9ztVn6RDzf7aKG0Fd6vQ2zG_on5Y_aoy6-CHYImTXQ6qA4Vo71Hy5kZBIJsU1GfrlcvLMGOEGDwESmiFU8HRFMCNQI/s1600/tumblr_lct9anOitZ1qd3fj1o1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO6A0TdL7TiZ9L3dXoNFforHZfIL9KIlFHylZwe5oCnVy4-9lLhY9ztVn6RDzf7aKG0Fd6vQ2zG_on5Y_aoy6-CHYImTXQ6qA4Vo71Hy5kZBIJsU1GfrlcvLMGOEGDwESmiFU8HRFMCNQI/s400/tumblr_lct9anOitZ1qd3fj1o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548789041206246178" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(25, 25, 25); line-height: 22px; font-family:Times, serif;font-size:14px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(25, 25, 25); line-height: 22px; font-family:Times, serif;font-size:14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: normal; font-family:'normal Georgia', 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:16px;"><p style="font: normal normal normal 1em/normal Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "><b><i>Muy a menudo, casi siempre, callar es también mentir.</i></b></span></p><div><br /></div></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">... tan solo soy un suspiro que se atormenta cada vez que piensa que, en algún lugar de la memoria del ser humano, una vez, fue feliz. Recordar, a veces malo. Sentir que estás vivo es recordar que un día lo fuiste. Ella me hace feliz esta noche, se llama Eva, quizás y solo quizás, pudiera esto volverse a repetir. Si nada de lo que escribo no es un sueño y se transforma en realidad... No soy algo que sea efímero, soy el amor hecho hombre, perfeccionado en actos; no soy Romeo, porque creerlo ser me hace no serlo, aun así, pienso, luego existo, quiero, luego puedo amar. ¿Me dejará?, todo depende del secreto mejor guardado, el alma inmortal que nunca perece con el anhelo de un amor eterno ...</span></div></span>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1243106200616069831.post-71649072272141842832010-12-08T10:37:00.000-08:002010-12-08T10:46:30.181-08:00Sí, tu niñez ya fábula de fuentes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgng1VmtPpFAkWHT5xi-3hw4_flDsbAWCfEkCG6FdIMrx0zv6xMsBqKY4YQbf9qCa1uHwqUeimQ7wykjFFchZ_ZMTJ0TRAtcoNLoz6f4lRLGYyQuJkDAc5GN_mTh1vCb2cPZmVGw9wGAmaV/s1600/mam%25C3%25A1%252C+quiero+ser+artista.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgng1VmtPpFAkWHT5xi-3hw4_flDsbAWCfEkCG6FdIMrx0zv6xMsBqKY4YQbf9qCa1uHwqUeimQ7wykjFFchZ_ZMTJ0TRAtcoNLoz6f4lRLGYyQuJkDAc5GN_mTh1vCb2cPZmVGw9wGAmaV/s400/mam%25C3%25A1%252C+quiero+ser+artista.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548383759986362482" /></a><br /><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">La carne perfecta, reluciente, parecía hundirse satisfecha en sí misma sin trauma alguno, sujeto y objeto de un placer completo, redondo, autónomo, tan distinto del que sugieren esos anos mezquinos, fruncidos, permanentemente contraídos en una mueca dolorosa e irreparable.</span></span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Tristes, pensé entonces.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ellos se miraban, sonrientes, y miraban la abierta grupa que se les ofrecía. En los bordes, la piel era tensa y rosa, tierna, luminosa y limpia. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 10.0px Helvetica"></p><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Aquella era la primera vez en mi vida que veía un espectáculo semejante. Un hombre, un hombre grande y musculoso, un hombre hermoso, hincado a cuatro patas sobre una mesa, el culo erguido, los muslos separados, esperando. Indefenso, encogido como un perro abandonado, un animalillo suplicante, tembloroso, dispuesto a agradar a cualquier precio. Un perro hundido, que escondía el rostro, no una mujer.</span></span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Había visto decenas de mujeres en la misma postura. Me había visto a mí misma, algunas veces.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Fue entonces cuando deseé por primera vez estar allí, al otro lado de la pantalla, tocarle, escrutarle, obligarle a levantar la cara y mirarle a los ojos, limpiarle la barbilla y untarle con sus propias babas. Deseé haber tenido alguna vez un par de esos horribles zapatos de charol con plataforma que llevan las putas más tiradas, unos zancos inmundos, impracticables, para poder balancearme precariamente sobre sus altísimos tacones afilados, armas tan vulgares, y acercarme lentamente a él, penetrarle con uno de ellos, herirle y hacerle gritar, y complacerme en ello, derribarle de la mesa y continuar empujando, desgarrando, avanzando a través de aquella carne inmaculada, conmovedora, tan nueva para mí.</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 10.0px Helvetica"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">Almudena Grandes</span></b>, Las Edades de Lulú</i></span></span></p><p></p>singoutofkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637033882614504170noreply@blogger.com0