tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-323594632011-04-21T20:53:29.133+02:00~You are not supposed to understand this~ëirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14826028478485315445noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32359463.post-61614923855684599672007-02-19T16:41:00.000+01:002007-02-19T16:54:28.976+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLNE0_iMNgs/RdnG2aaMiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HhV3WeZlxL4/s1600-h/tragaluz+flog.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033272696667670818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLNE0_iMNgs/RdnG2aaMiSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HhV3WeZlxL4/s320/tragaluz+flog.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">vaporaiguacondensació.jpg</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">La vida pasa volando y la mayoría del tiempo riéndose de nosotros.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">Quizá no se merece que le hagamos tanto caso.</span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;">~ëire></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32359463-6161492385568459967?l=31r3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ëirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14826028478485315445noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32359463.post-1167100353669979112006-12-26T03:28:00.000+01:002006-12-27T18:11:14.240+01:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5825/3535/1600/379685/red_01.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5825/3535/320/713264/red_01.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;">me coloco...</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">en mi asiento, en mi sitio, en mi lugar, en mi mente...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"></div><div align="left"><a href="http://www.artshole.co.uk/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.artshole.co.uk/</span></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;">Gracias <a href="http://www.fotolog.com/k0udelka">Koudelka</a> ^^</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;">~ëire></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;">o1/o1/o6</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32359463-116710035366997911?l=31r3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ëirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14826028478485315445noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32359463.post-1165761928539779412006-12-10T15:22:00.000+01:002006-12-26T03:36:54.840+01:00<img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5825/3535/320/404267/60.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-size:85%;">Puedo pasar de chillar, de oír, de ver, de hablar, de palpar...<br /><br />...pero no puedo pasar de</span> observar, sentir, mirar, gritar o escuchar.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">Sí, puede pasar...</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;">~ëire></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;">3o/12/o5</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32359463-116576192853977941?l=31r3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ëirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14826028478485315445noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32359463.post-1163366532694102282006-11-12T22:12:00.000+01:002006-12-26T03:37:16.003+01:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5825/3535/1600/summer%20interior.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5825/3535/320/summer%20interior.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Acababa de llegar y, mirando hacia el suelo y contando mis pasos, alcancé a llegar al umbral de la puerta, cuando de repente:<br /><br />-¡Mentira!- gritó.<br /><br /><br />Y apenas la estaba pensando.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"><em>~ëire></em></span></div><div align="right"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;">3o/o8/o5</span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32359463-116336653269410228?l=31r3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ëirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14826028478485315445noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32359463.post-1158457386099410212006-09-17T03:38:00.000+02:002006-12-26T03:37:31.140+01:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5825/3535/1600/chair.1.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"><em></em></span></a><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5825/3535/1600/chair.2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5825/3535/320/chair.2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"><em>La felicidad no es algo que se pueda decir que dura una época o un tiempo determinado. Es un estado de ánimo de lo más efímero que mucha gente se empeña en mitificar (si es que se puede) y en designarlo su meta en la vida. </em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"><em>Se limitan. Y lo gracioso es que no lo saben. Te puedes emborrachar, emborracharte de felicidad, ¡ja!. Pero que sepas que el alcohol no la hace ilimitada. </em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"><em>Me dan pena. Qué bonito poder ser quién no soy tan fácilmente. Qué diversión. </em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"><em>Me da vergüenza. </em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"><em>No les gusta alardear, no.</em></span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"><em>~ëire></em></span></div><div align="right"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;">22/o8/o6</span></em></div><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32359463-115845738609941021?l=31r3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ëirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14826028478485315445noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32359463.post-1158368932452742742006-09-16T03:01:00.000+02:002006-09-16T03:17:29.696+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5825/3535/1600/1132949605_f.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5825/3535/400/1132949605_f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span ><span style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-size:85%;">"Clipside of the pinkeye flight.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm not the percent you think survives.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I need sanctuary in the pages of this book.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Gestating with all the other rats</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Nurse said that my skin will need a graft.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I am of pockmarked shapes. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">The vermin you need to loathe."</span></span></span><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"><em>~Son et Lumière~</em></span></div><div align="right"><em><span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"></span></em></div><div align="right"><em><span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"></span></em></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#666666;"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663333;">The Mars Volta</span></em> </span></div><div align="left"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32359463-115836893245274274?l=31r3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ëirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14826028478485315445noreply@blogger.com4