<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:52:35.101-08:00</updated><category term='pensamiento'/><category term='feel'/><category term='Sublime'/><category term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>Jardin de hojas en blanco</title><subtitle type='html'>[... Donde no todo esta escrito.]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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/&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;ayuda a calmar al monstruo que crece con cada reproche y muestra de desprecio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;cálmame con tus suaves notas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;usuario de mis plegarias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;arrulla mi conciencia y dejame dormida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-7804731418090713630?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-3201549344725279544</id><published>2011-06-30T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T20:26:03.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Aun sigo querian escribir una historia inspirada en miles mas, en la que los personajes sean como nosotros y la historia sea similar a la que vivimos ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-3201549344725279544?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-4654855558762340679</id><published>2010-02-27T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:53:45.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Este es el final</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha llegado el momento en que el jardín cierre sus puertas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;termina una etapa y empieza algo desconocido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hasta luego, ya nos veremos en otra ocasión y de otra manera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-4654855558762340679?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-8838842868057684458</id><published>2010-02-07T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:13:23.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tras caer de un puente lleno de trampas,&lt;div&gt;se abre un agujero que estaba oculto por la neblina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la caida atraviesa viento helado y escarchado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que golpea la piel y la hace sangrar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esos golpes, lentos y pequeños,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;son los que no se notan hasta un pinto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;demasiado tarde para actuar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;es cuando duelen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-8838842868057684458?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/8838842868057684458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=8838842868057684458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/8838842868057684458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/8838842868057684458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2010/02/tras-caer-de-un-puente-lleno-de-trampas.html' title=''/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-5524238036742825673</id><published>2010-01-06T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:12:49.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Murder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Quieres ver una escena de un asesinato?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;ve dentro de mi corazón.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Se limpia y se decora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;pero siempre guarda memorias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Las paredes tienen ojos y oídos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;los recuerdos se guardan en concreto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-5524238036742825673?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5524238036742825673/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=5524238036742825673&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5524238036742825673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5524238036742825673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2010/01/murder.html' title='Murder'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-904208132224990146</id><published>2009-12-19T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:24:28.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>solo siente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mira, solo siente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;olvidate de los prejuicios y de ideas antagonistas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Puedes sentir los pedazos?,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Escuchaste que algo se rompia?,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Saboreaste lo amargo de mis pensamientos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Puedes quitar de mi memoria las horas de agonia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-904208132224990146?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/904208132224990146/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=904208132224990146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/904208132224990146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/904208132224990146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/12/solo-siente.html' title='solo siente'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-7211618536595636239</id><published>2009-12-13T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:43:12.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiempo</title><content type='html'>Esperaba algo,&lt;br /&gt;recibi un inverso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo que espere llego,&lt;br /&gt;tarde,llego inutil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-7211618536595636239?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/7211618536595636239/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=7211618536595636239&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7211618536595636239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7211618536595636239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiempo.html' title='Tiempo'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-9204779643264173065</id><published>2009-12-10T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:13:50.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dulce tormento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Espere una señal, y deje de esperar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apareció inocente en lo plano,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el significado del sencillo mensaje&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desata  una tormenta dentro de la habitacion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y el ojo del huracán es mi cabeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No se puede olvidar la sensacion de paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solo se remarca con el anhelo del recuerdo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-9204779643264173065?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/9204779643264173065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=9204779643264173065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/9204779643264173065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/9204779643264173065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/12/dulce-tormento.html' title='Dulce tormento'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-3082357311913079651</id><published>2009-11-05T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:30:28.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vamos a caminar juntos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dame tu mano o nos perderemos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;existen penumbras en el horizonte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tal vez las rosas ya empiezan a mostrar sus armas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dejan de ser bellos capullos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y se muestras guerreras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Las heridas del pasado se han juntado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no las dejan sanar y empieza gangrenar el alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El veneno no actua fuerte ni debilita al instante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;avanza lento y con desición ferrea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y no deja que nada lo cambie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-3082357311913079651?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-7400910635272974250</id><published>2009-10-24T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:19:09.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/lcp/imagina/myfiles/bandera1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/lcp/imagina/myfiles/bandera1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dejo la pelea y presento mi bandera blanca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;solo como una muestra de lo que siento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y como termino yo, en este desastre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Se cuando debo desistir &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y entregar mis armas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Solo muestro mi bandera &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;como señal de respeto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-7400910635272974250?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/7400910635272974250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-1089175323467441787</id><published>2009-10-18T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:26:30.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/StuzdStEwJI/AAAAAAAAANI/m7sVXUE4uzc/s1600-h/98653_Miesinterior.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/StuzdStEwJI/AAAAAAAAANI/m7sVXUE4uzc/s200/98653_Miesinterior.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394102294524772498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y eso somos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;solo un recuerdo de alguien, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;un lápiz prestado y un saludo ocasional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Un mueble mas en la habitación,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;si, somos reemplazables y cambiamos de forma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Con opinión, pero sin oídos para escucharla,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;con sentimientos, pero sin corazones abiertos que los reciban,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;con vida, pero sin nadie que la valore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nos  podemos convertir en un mundo extranjero dentro de nuestra propia casa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;somos fantasmas sociales a los ojos mayores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-1089175323467441787?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/1089175323467441787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=1089175323467441787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/1089175323467441787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/1089175323467441787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/10/fantasmas.html' title='Fantasmas'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/StuzdStEwJI/AAAAAAAAANI/m7sVXUE4uzc/s72-c/98653_Miesinterior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-4405107095950941604</id><published>2009-10-17T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:40:40.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogs.librodearena.com/myfiles/sonadora_oscura/vampire_moon_old.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 379px;" src="http://blogs.librodearena.com/myfiles/sonadora_oscura/vampire_moon_old.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ilustre compañera nocturna,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cambias de forma casi como cambias de lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;acompáñame en los momentos de mayor reflexión.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Durante largo tiempo vas visto la evolucion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de lo que dicen llamar humanidad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;la conclusión constante de la evolución.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quédate junto a mi apartir de hoy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no quiero pasar la obscuridad sola&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;después de perder la lucidez del día.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-4405107095950941604?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4405107095950941604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=4405107095950941604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4405107095950941604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4405107095950941604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/10/fangs.html' title='Fangs'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-5450921085060143221</id><published>2009-10-16T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:21:05.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chosen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/StkR8AyOchI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YYKC1kovPKg/s1600-h/6803485-md-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/StkR8AyOchI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YYKC1kovPKg/s200/6803485-md-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393361751453364754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vas a seguir con la corriente del viento, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;es lo que nos motiva si no nos movemos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seguir la corriente que tiene el aire;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sin electricidad nos invade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pero es lo único que nos sigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-5450921085060143221?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5450921085060143221/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=5450921085060143221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5450921085060143221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5450921085060143221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/10/corriente.html' title='chosen'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/StkR8AyOchI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YYKC1kovPKg/s72-c/6803485-md-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-4118118832974377834</id><published>2009-10-05T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:42:52.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaula</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sonarcultural.com.ar/arte/artistas/arquitectura-architecture/images/Gregor-Schneider2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 461px; height: 615px;" src="http://www.sonarcultural.com.ar/arte/artistas/arquitectura-architecture/images/Gregor-Schneider2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Las paredes cenicientas cada vez estan mas cerca de mi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;la altura infinita causa un temor enorme de claustrofobia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;la unica salida ni siquiera se puede mencionar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dar vueltas, vuelta , vuelta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;termina en circulo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todo termina en cosas bastantes simples,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;siempre mantente sencillo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no compliques nada, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;todo resulta mejor o mal menos mejor de sobrellevar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-4118118832974377834?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4118118832974377834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=4118118832974377834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4118118832974377834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4118118832974377834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/10/jaula.html' title='Jaula'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-4626303395610925659</id><published>2009-10-01T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:22:23.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viaja en el tiempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SsWGSKXKyMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/q-eVeNb_9gk/s1600-h/IMG_2371.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SsWGSKXKyMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/q-eVeNb_9gk/s200/IMG_2371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387860175795964098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todos podemos viajar en el tiempo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;solo hay que saber utilizar las herramientas adecuadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Los sueños son el arquetipo de lo que queremos en el futuro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;es la esencia de los deseos futuros,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;son el camino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Querer viajar al pasado, es un deseo de muchos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y es facil lograrlo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;solo podemos ver momentos congelados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fotografías.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tenemos en nuestras manos la maquina del tiempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-4626303395610925659?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4626303395610925659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=4626303395610925659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4626303395610925659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4626303395610925659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/10/viaja-en-el-tiempo.html' title='Viaja en el tiempo'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SsWGSKXKyMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/q-eVeNb_9gk/s72-c/IMG_2371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-3644643762965167904</id><published>2009-09-24T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:20:38.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sombra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SrwpOtb5FPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oIvhmD8tBjc/s1600-h/el_arte_de_la_foto_manipulacion_8x5_wide.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SrwpOtb5FPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oIvhmD8tBjc/s200/el_arte_de_la_foto_manipulacion_8x5_wide.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385224587119760626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por mas fuerte que sea una sombra, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esta no impide ver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-3644643762965167904?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3644643762965167904/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=3644643762965167904&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3644643762965167904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3644643762965167904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/09/sombra.html' title='Sombra'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SrwpOtb5FPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oIvhmD8tBjc/s72-c/el_arte_de_la_foto_manipulacion_8x5_wide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-3261454204851926935</id><published>2009-07-13T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:26:49.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi manera</title><content type='html'>Mi opinion difiere a la de los demas,&lt;br /&gt;no todos claro esta,&lt;br /&gt;pero si la mayoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo es mejor guardar mi opinion perosnal&lt;br /&gt;para mi persona,&lt;br /&gt;por algo es personal,no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque esto pueda ser una forma de represion de expresion&lt;br /&gt;yo lo veo como una forma de manifestacion pacifica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-3261454204851926935?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3261454204851926935/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=3261454204851926935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3261454204851926935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3261454204851926935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/07/mi-manera.html' title='Mi manera'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-4481068426017229419</id><published>2009-07-05T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:22:58.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antes de partir</title><content type='html'>Me gustaria dejar todas las cosas concluidas,&lt;br /&gt;pero se que eso es imposible&lt;br /&gt;porque la vida, despues de morir&lt;br /&gt;sigue, y no se detiene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las cosas que deje sin concluir,&lt;br /&gt;proyectos, sueños, conversaciones&lt;br /&gt;concluiran con mi partida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo que mas me da pena dejar&lt;br /&gt;es a mi mejor compañero,&lt;br /&gt;mi pareja, my lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puede que vivan mi vida, ya sin mi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-4481068426017229419?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4481068426017229419/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=4481068426017229419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4481068426017229419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4481068426017229419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/07/antes-de-partir.html' title='Antes de partir'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-3069845193170449913</id><published>2009-05-18T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:26:07.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La realidad</title><content type='html'>Maldita la realidad que nos separa de nuestros destinos,&lt;br /&gt;porque ha entrado a tu mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Solo nos hace infeliz el tramo por el que andamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puede que no sea diferente el fin,&lt;br /&gt;pero el recorrido si,&lt;br /&gt;y creo que tu corazon&lt;br /&gt;no te permite ver mi mundo fantastico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejame vivir por un momento mi fantasia&lt;br /&gt;aunque no se valla a cumplir&lt;br /&gt;dejame vivirlo en mi fantasia infantil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No permitas que esto cree monstruos entre nosotros,&lt;br /&gt;deja mejor sean fantastas&lt;br /&gt;y sigamos el camino que nos queda por recorrer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-3069845193170449913?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3069845193170449913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=3069845193170449913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3069845193170449913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3069845193170449913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-realidad.html' title='La realidad'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-7216518630447998466</id><published>2009-05-12T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T00:26:55.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esconde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SgpGU5UW70I/AAAAAAAAAMA/qDIHABH7ARk/s1600-h/WEJ8S2CAD04HKSCAI0IEXKCAU05VK3CANJLC5FCA7GSND4CAZBX4WACAKBQJUNCA668VMQCA6PVX1NCAMXS65VCA55ED5ICAYAQCSYCAK9VIAZCA9FYVWSCAFA72I9CACAJ60ACA04WV8DCA2YFHJP.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 108px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SgpGU5UW70I/AAAAAAAAAMA/qDIHABH7ARk/s320/WEJ8S2CAD04HKSCAI0IEXKCAU05VK3CANJLC5FCA7GSND4CAZBX4WACAKBQJUNCA668VMQCA6PVX1NCAMXS65VCA55ED5ICAYAQCSYCAK9VIAZCA9FYVWSCAFA72I9CACAJ60ACA04WV8DCA2YFHJP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335154033371311938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La calma de tus pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hace que mis ojos busquen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ansiosos y temerosos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de una oportunidad de filtrarse&lt;br /&gt;a tu silenciosa alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me encantria que dejaras tus ojos abiertos&lt;br /&gt;y descubrir que es lo que se esconde ahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-7216518630447998466?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/7216518630447998466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=7216518630447998466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7216518630447998466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7216518630447998466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/05/esconde.html' title='Esconde'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SgpGU5UW70I/AAAAAAAAAMA/qDIHABH7ARk/s72-c/WEJ8S2CAD04HKSCAI0IEXKCAU05VK3CANJLC5FCA7GSND4CAZBX4WACAKBQJUNCA668VMQCA6PVX1NCAMXS65VCA55ED5ICAYAQCSYCAK9VIAZCA9FYVWSCAFA72I9CACAJ60ACA04WV8DCA2YFHJP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-8349512087986980942</id><published>2009-04-02T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:23:07.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>distancia</title><content type='html'>no puede ser qu esten tan cerca y a la vez tan lejos.&lt;br /&gt;la distancia no deberia de impedir nada,  y no lo es&lt;br /&gt;pero ahi un factor mas grande&lt;br /&gt;que puede ser la indecision de vivir en un mundo&lt;br /&gt;de pensamientos confinados y sin salida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-8349512087986980942?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/8349512087986980942/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=8349512087986980942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/8349512087986980942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/8349512087986980942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/04/distancia.html' title='distancia'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-585892340334994150</id><published>2009-02-27T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:18:13.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dependencia</title><content type='html'>Me opongo firmemente a estar solo,&lt;br /&gt;no puedo dejar de pensar en eso,&lt;br /&gt;de que sin ti no puedo hacer nada&lt;br /&gt;y no soy nadie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No soy uno&lt;br /&gt;ni siguiera la mitad,&lt;br /&gt;solo junto a ti soy algo&lt;br /&gt;que se reconoce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-585892340334994150?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/585892340334994150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=585892340334994150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/585892340334994150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/585892340334994150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/02/dependencia.html' title='Dependencia'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-7272863236468686798</id><published>2009-02-05T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:39:55.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>medianoche</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SYtlLCa78ZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/f4EQP2ONY4o/s1600-h/al_magnus_creations10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SYtlLCa78ZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/f4EQP2ONY4o/s320/al_magnus_creations10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299440626834338194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mi vida &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;parecía&lt;/span&gt; como una eterna media noche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;todavía&lt;/span&gt; no se &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;veía&lt;/span&gt; cerca el final de la oscuridad.&lt;br /&gt;de igual manera &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;la luz&lt;/span&gt; ya tenia tiempo de haber desaparecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que mas me sorprendio,&lt;br /&gt;fue que nunca quise que terminara&lt;br /&gt;hasta el momento que ve vi las estrellas,&lt;br /&gt;y como nunca habia estado completamente en la oscuridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo el tiempo un apise de luz me acompaño.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-7272863236468686798?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/7272863236468686798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=7272863236468686798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7272863236468686798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7272863236468686798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/02/medianoche.html' title='medianoche'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SYtlLCa78ZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/f4EQP2ONY4o/s72-c/al_magnus_creations10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-557338760705927473</id><published>2009-01-26T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:20:26.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recorrido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SX6F-g3h5EI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BO_bCxpLSV4/s1600-h/graffitis-curiosos-09.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SX6F-g3h5EI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BO_bCxpLSV4/s320/graffitis-curiosos-09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295817520855508034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobre el viento, viajan los susurros&lt;br /&gt;y sobre mi piel viajan emociones,&lt;br /&gt;emociones tan violentas&lt;br /&gt;que desean viajar a tu piel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja que enloquesca tu cordura&lt;br /&gt;y has posible la fusion de almas&lt;br /&gt;a traves de la piel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-557338760705927473?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/557338760705927473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=557338760705927473&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/557338760705927473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/557338760705927473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/01/recorrido.html' title='recorrido'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SX6F-g3h5EI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BO_bCxpLSV4/s72-c/graffitis-curiosos-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-413544895668572137</id><published>2009-01-20T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:23:27.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linea de fuego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SXaMLvNqF8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/wQqyMoN_6AE/s1600-h/beso_oscuro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293572545300797378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SXaMLvNqF8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/wQqyMoN_6AE/s320/beso_oscuro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calla, que tus labios no son para hablar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejate llevar por el rio de emociones que entre los dos creamos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja que la lujuria se apodere de tus sentidos, deja que se pierdan y se queden ciegos para poder sentir tu piel como lo unico para mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-413544895668572137?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/413544895668572137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=413544895668572137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/413544895668572137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/413544895668572137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/01/linea-de-fuego.html' title='Linea de fuego'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SXaMLvNqF8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/wQqyMoN_6AE/s72-c/beso_oscuro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-2817758617453761564</id><published>2009-01-10T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:29:04.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to basic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SWk93N5WxLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ovilT84Tu1M/s1600-h/Casa_VanEetvelde_Bruxelles_Victor_Horta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289827256155686066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SWk93N5WxLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ovilT84Tu1M/s320/Casa_VanEetvelde_Bruxelles_Victor_Horta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volver al lugar de donde provenimos,&lt;br /&gt;es una &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;solución&lt;/span&gt; que siempre me da un gusto,&lt;br /&gt;volver a la naturaleza;&lt;br /&gt;tomarla en cuenta&lt;br /&gt;y aplicarla a las ideas,&lt;br /&gt;ideas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;verdes&lt;/span&gt; y formas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;orgánicas&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;suena &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;viceral&lt;/span&gt; y podrido&lt;br /&gt;pero de algo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;así&lt;/span&gt; provenimos;&lt;br /&gt;tierra y naturaleza,&lt;br /&gt;verde y ocre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-2817758617453761564?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/2817758617453761564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=2817758617453761564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/2817758617453761564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/2817758617453761564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-basic.html' title='Back to basic'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SWk93N5WxLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ovilT84Tu1M/s72-c/Casa_VanEetvelde_Bruxelles_Victor_Horta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-7869889451962658804</id><published>2009-01-08T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:16:32.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extraña</title><content type='html'>Te vez poco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;común&lt;/span&gt;, rara,&lt;br /&gt;no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;actúas&lt;/span&gt; como alguien &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;común&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;atípica&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;no eres alguien normal, eres &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;única&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No te mezclas con los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;demás&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sobresales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para que perderte entre los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;demás&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;si puedes sobresalir de entre los comunes,&lt;br /&gt;brillar y deslumbrar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-7869889451962658804?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/7869889451962658804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=7869889451962658804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7869889451962658804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7869889451962658804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2009/01/extraa.html' title='Extraña'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-968500963726370781</id><published>2008-10-14T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:30:13.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fragil</title><content type='html'>De estas manos incapaces de cuidar&lt;br /&gt;algo tan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frágil&lt;/span&gt; como tu amor,&lt;br /&gt;son torpes para sostener&lt;br /&gt;y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;débiles&lt;/span&gt; para manejarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedo creer que hallas confiando en mis torpes manos&lt;br /&gt;tu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;corazón&lt;/span&gt; y tu alma,&lt;br /&gt;algo tan bello y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;único&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tal vez pueda que mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;corazón&lt;/span&gt; esta en manos expertas&lt;br /&gt;solo te puedo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;decir&lt;/span&gt; que te pertenece&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-968500963726370781?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/968500963726370781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=968500963726370781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/968500963726370781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/968500963726370781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/10/fragil.html' title='fragil'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-4860513983471516838</id><published>2008-10-06T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:37:05.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pedazos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt; me doy cuanta de que la vida es solo un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;montón&lt;/span&gt; de que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pequeños&lt;/span&gt; pedazos que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aveces&lt;/span&gt; se pegan unos con otros y otras veces quedan volando, y se pierden en el olvido.&lt;br /&gt;creo que me hacen falta unos pedazos muy grandes porque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ah&lt;/span&gt; mi vida le veo muchos huecos y la siento incompleta e infeliz, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;momentos&lt;/span&gt; obscuros y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vacíos&lt;/span&gt;, solos y abandonados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-4860513983471516838?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4860513983471516838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=4860513983471516838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4860513983471516838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4860513983471516838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/10/pedazos.html' title='pedazos'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-3541930012732601753</id><published>2008-10-05T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:24:38.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hilo</title><content type='html'>Me voi a deshaser.&lt;br /&gt;si jalas el hilo que sale de mi pecho,&lt;br /&gt;todo se desbordara y saldra muy rapido&lt;br /&gt;y mis manos no alcanzaran a detenerlo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-3541930012732601753?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3541930012732601753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=3541930012732601753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3541930012732601753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3541930012732601753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/10/hilo.html' title='hilo'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-4040988413310809710</id><published>2008-09-16T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:18:49.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deseo</title><content type='html'>oh se siente la adrenalina corriendo por debajo de la piel,&lt;br /&gt;y arde con solo tocar el aire al rededor.&lt;br /&gt;siento que el corazon dejo de bombear aire&lt;br /&gt;y solo se debica a inflarse con amor,&lt;br /&gt;mis pulmones reclaman aire&lt;br /&gt;que egoistamente  tiro de ellos&lt;br /&gt;y mis brazos reclaman un alma ademas de la mia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-4040988413310809710?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4040988413310809710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=4040988413310809710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4040988413310809710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4040988413310809710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/09/deseo.html' title='Deseo'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-4689367854924665493</id><published>2008-07-23T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:47:20.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>Una tonelada de tiempo perdido cayo sobre mi,&lt;br /&gt;se siente asfixiante,&lt;br /&gt;le sumas ademas la sensacion de sentirse rebajada,&lt;br /&gt;resulta insufrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En algun momento deseare recuperar los momentos&lt;br /&gt;que desperdicio por voluntad propia,&lt;br /&gt;solo me quedara arrepentirme por no hacer nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero asi es mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;la suerte que me toco vivir,&lt;br /&gt;o la que almenos veo ir y venir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-4689367854924665493?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4689367854924665493/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=4689367854924665493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4689367854924665493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4689367854924665493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/07/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-5187699016059772454</id><published>2008-07-21T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:29:56.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duerme</title><content type='html'>Dulce melancolia&lt;br /&gt;me arrullas en tus brazos,&lt;br /&gt;dulces plegarias escucho de tus labios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu imaginacion tiende a ser emocional,&lt;br /&gt;y tus sentimientos son transformados&lt;br /&gt;en tus pensamientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos y dejate llevar&lt;br /&gt;por la suave y sublime brisa&lt;br /&gt;que tus ojos no alcanzan a ver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-5187699016059772454?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5187699016059772454/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=5187699016059772454&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5187699016059772454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5187699016059772454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/07/duerme.html' title='Duerme'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-977820784192023291</id><published>2008-07-14T22:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:29:19.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emocion, corazón</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SHw5qtAFZEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Jp-s6stM-B4/s1600-h/clockwork-orange2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223113073640170562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SHw5qtAFZEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Jp-s6stM-B4/s320/clockwork-orange2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapido , se agita mi corazon,&lt;br /&gt;siento que dentro de mi se armo una revolucion,&lt;br /&gt;una parte quiere cambiar&lt;br /&gt;pero la otra no desea conservarse en ese estado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento algo parecido a las nauseas y no se que es,&lt;br /&gt;ya quisiera saberlo,&lt;br /&gt;porque me gustaria sentirlo,&lt;br /&gt;cuando estoy aburrida del ocio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La idea de acelerar mi corazon por cualquier trivialidad,&lt;br /&gt;es muy tonta, pero cierta de alguna manera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir los sentimientos de alguien que vez por la t.v.&lt;br /&gt;o sentir que conoces a lgun personaje que describe algun autor.&lt;br /&gt;Esos sentimientos que fabricas para no sentirte solo;&lt;br /&gt;soy experta en eso,&lt;br /&gt;fabrica de emociones y mascaras.&lt;br /&gt;buen entretenimiento pero mal para el corazon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-977820784192023291?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/977820784192023291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=977820784192023291&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/977820784192023291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/977820784192023291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/07/emocion-corazn.html' title='Emocion, corazón'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SHw5qtAFZEI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Jp-s6stM-B4/s72-c/clockwork-orange2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-1588206759089142427</id><published>2008-06-28T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:35:56.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SGhHv2ppg-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/k3gwGh_BhLc/s1600-h/premios_sony_a_la_fotografia_2008_1_Zy6_wide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217499055758345186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SGhHv2ppg-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/k3gwGh_BhLc/s320/premios_sony_a_la_fotografia_2008_1_Zy6_wide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Creo que no puedo tenerte en este momento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no me siento con ganas de hacerlo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;solo me imagino que eres algo mio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pero me siento que peco al sentirme tan orgullosa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;de sentirme dios,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;por tener la capacidad de crear algo de la nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Solo poder verte en mi mente me causa angustia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;deverte tan perfeta mentalmente y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no poder mostrar nad de ti a los demas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Solo te siento mia, mi idea mi genio , mi intelecto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;parte de mi persona.&lt;/div&gt;mi idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-1588206759089142427?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/1588206759089142427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=1588206759089142427&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/1588206759089142427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/1588206759089142427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/06/idea.html' title='idea'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SGhHv2ppg-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/k3gwGh_BhLc/s72-c/premios_sony_a_la_fotografia_2008_1_Zy6_wide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-8512601302097430571</id><published>2008-06-22T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:40:52.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel'/><title type='text'>el porque de que</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SF8RhUxsJUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/O3repAD-wqY/s1600-h/team10_1800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214906157728802114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SF8RhUxsJUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/O3repAD-wqY/s320/team10_1800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque ya nada es divertido,&lt;br /&gt;porque mi ego pide alimento y nadie lo obedece&lt;br /&gt;porque me canse de no ver mis errores,&lt;br /&gt;porque si algun dia me faltas no se que haria,&lt;br /&gt;porque mis labios son mios,&lt;br /&gt;porque diablos aun no me muero. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-8512601302097430571?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/8512601302097430571/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=8512601302097430571&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/8512601302097430571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/8512601302097430571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/06/el-significado-de-porque.html' title='el porque de que'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SF8RhUxsJUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/O3repAD-wqY/s72-c/team10_1800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-7502711053583618030</id><published>2008-06-17T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:45:36.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;solo necesito guardar tu aroma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para recordarte cada instante, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tener una imagen tuya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me gustaria tener el poder de decir mio, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dime quien le pregunto quien es tu dueño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quien posee tu alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quiero que sea mia solo para mi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puedo ver que que deseo tus ojos y tus abrazos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quiero tener desnuda y limpia tu vista&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fuertes y sueaves tua brazos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dime si te quieres quedar a mi lado lo que dure para siempre,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dimelo bajito y al oido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-7502711053583618030?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/7502711053583618030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=7502711053583618030&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7502711053583618030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7502711053583618030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-3322807188685545734</id><published>2008-05-23T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:43:43.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>despues de todo</title><content type='html'>despues de todo no era verdad,&lt;br /&gt;el palacio era de cristal&lt;br /&gt;y apesar de soportar muchas cosas&lt;br /&gt;hubo una que lo derroto,&lt;br /&gt;la distancia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo se vino abajo,&lt;br /&gt;y los cimientos no fueron suficientes,&lt;br /&gt;apesard eque era hermoso&lt;br /&gt;no fue sufiente para los dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apesar de todo lo que pasamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;no me arrepiento&lt;br /&gt;fueron momentos maravillosos&lt;br /&gt;experiencias grandiosas&lt;br /&gt;cosas que no podre olvidar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puede que tu ya te hallas rendido conmigo&lt;br /&gt;pero yo no,&lt;br /&gt;aun sigo diciendo que no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-3322807188685545734?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3322807188685545734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=3322807188685545734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3322807188685545734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3322807188685545734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/05/despues-de-todo.html' title='despues de todo'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-549235791699397998</id><published>2008-05-22T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:31:19.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Claro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SDZRP2kC1KI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-g1VlhZBUOs/s1600-h/2132908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203435752259769506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SDZRP2kC1KI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-g1VlhZBUOs/s320/2132908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Atravez  de lo que veo yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;todo parece estar bien&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero desde la perspectiva de los demas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mis acciones no tienen la campasion y compresion de mi persona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no estan interpretadas de la misma vista,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y son juzgadas y tal vez criticadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no vale la pena sentarse a preguntar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;si vale la pena despues de todo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que pensemos en si importamos a los demas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vivir la vida a la manera en la que te toca vivir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y en la que tu eliges tambien.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Libertad y comprensionen las decisiones ajenas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;son un buen inicio para la convivencia de todos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por un bien comun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-549235791699397998?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/549235791699397998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=549235791699397998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/549235791699397998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/549235791699397998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/05/claro.html' title='Claro'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/SDZRP2kC1KI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-g1VlhZBUOs/s72-c/2132908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-1485327075495101700</id><published>2008-04-25T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:24:10.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just sleep</title><content type='html'>Solo quiero dormir esta sensacion que me invade y me llena&lt;br /&gt;de un sentimiento que quiero reprimir.&lt;br /&gt;Callarlo de un manotazo&lt;br /&gt;cerrar los ojos firmemento&lt;br /&gt;y no escuchar lo que venga despues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salir corriendo alpuento de que sienta que puedo escapar volando,&lt;br /&gt;a algun lugar alejado, solo,&lt;br /&gt;donde no importe mucho el contacto con otro se pensate,&lt;br /&gt;y no importe o que diga y lo que escuche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo quiero dormir este dia&lt;br /&gt;y que pase todo lo malo,&lt;br /&gt;no pido soñar&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero que se duerman todas las angutias&lt;br /&gt;y penas que traigo y se juntaron en el dia,&lt;br /&gt;ademas de las que con los años no se quitan ni con removedor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo domir&lt;br /&gt;y no tener nada que pensar ni hacer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-1485327075495101700?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/1485327075495101700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=1485327075495101700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/1485327075495101700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/1485327075495101700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-sleep.html' title='Just sleep'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-5376773788099042561</id><published>2008-04-21T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:36:52.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terciopelo</title><content type='html'>Suave a mi tacto,&lt;br /&gt;dulce a mi lengua&lt;br /&gt;y solo a mi lengua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agonia de mi paladar&lt;br /&gt;si estas ausente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-5376773788099042561?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5376773788099042561/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=5376773788099042561&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5376773788099042561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5376773788099042561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/04/terciopelo.html' title='Terciopelo'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-3206806268759543048</id><published>2008-04-13T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:37:19.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamiento'/><title type='text'>Inexplicable</title><content type='html'>La vida por ser vidas es inexplicable,&lt;br /&gt;tratar de vivirla es lo unico que puedes hacer,&lt;br /&gt;pero la mejor manera es ignorando algunas cosas&lt;br /&gt;y no probar de ciertos arboles de sabiduria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saber algunas cosas con basicas&lt;br /&gt;saber pasar la vida&lt;br /&gt;conocer personas, hacer cosas distintas ed vez en cuando,&lt;br /&gt;saber cuando alguien te ama , que saltaria del puente por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saber vivir es bueno&lt;br /&gt;pero tambien saber morir,&lt;br /&gt;no arrastar contigo a los demas a tu tumba,&lt;br /&gt;podria ser esa la mejor manera;&lt;br /&gt;es dificil saber poruqe digo esto,&lt;br /&gt;no tanto, pero si algo ilogico&lt;br /&gt;teniendo en comparcion que soy relativamente joven&lt;br /&gt;y tengo una infinidad de posibilidades que realizar,&lt;br /&gt;de manera extraña te podria decir que&lt;br /&gt;tengo que aprender a vivir y que lo tengo que hacer rapido,&lt;br /&gt;porque el tiempo pasa, relativamente en algunos casos,&lt;br /&gt;pero eso es otro tema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo digo lo que quiero seguir haciendo&lt;br /&gt;es ser y estar con alguien a quien le pueda decir te amo&lt;br /&gt;y quiero estar contigo aunque este en un cuarto de hospital,&lt;br /&gt;medicada y no muy consiente de lo que pase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-3206806268759543048?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3206806268759543048/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=3206806268759543048&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3206806268759543048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3206806268759543048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/04/inexplicable.html' title='Inexplicable'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-1111551922922829502</id><published>2008-04-08T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:37:33.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamiento'/><title type='text'>Un instante</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R_xSlb9Z_xI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NQdn5dWBrFw/s1600-h/2400-4570~Lightning-Striking-Tree-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187111673937919762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R_xSlb9Z_xI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NQdn5dWBrFw/s320/2400-4570~Lightning-Striking-Tree-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Que somos? esa es una buena pregunta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;digo apra mi solo somos un grano de arena en el univerdo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;una estrella entre todas las constelaciones, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el instante en el que cae un rayo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuando el agua se descompone en dos gases,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;una gota de agua dulce en el oceano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Solo somos un instante en la vida del planeta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y una pequeña parte del universo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pequeña tal cual celula o cabello de un camello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;un momento en la eternidad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;una chispa que vive energicamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-1111551922922829502?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/1111551922922829502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=1111551922922829502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/1111551922922829502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/1111551922922829502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/04/un-instante.html' title='Un instante'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R_xSlb9Z_xI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NQdn5dWBrFw/s72-c/2400-4570~Lightning-Striking-Tree-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-837564914274719138</id><published>2008-04-06T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:26:23.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamiento'/><title type='text'>Resta un dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R_mlZr9Z_wI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3hSHxhtBnXg/s1600-h/aliento%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186358306609430274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R_mlZr9Z_wI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3hSHxhtBnXg/s320/aliento%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solo puedo decir una verdad que es universal para todos,&lt;br /&gt;con cada dia que pasa tenemos un dia menos en el total de nuestras vidas.&lt;br /&gt;Suena no muy optimista pero&lt;br /&gt;la sola idea hace que piense mas en como terminare&lt;br /&gt;y cuando eso pase creo que solo sera un vacio.&lt;br /&gt;inevitablemente he sentido que mis dias se estan acercando a cero ,&lt;br /&gt;y no se la causa del porque de esa sensacion.&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia menos ganas de salir, menos energia, menos ideas, menos ganas de despertarme,&lt;br /&gt;y mas ganas de dormir , de no salir y quedarme acostda en mi cama.&lt;br /&gt;Esas ganas de no hacer nada, y crear un sopor del que no me gustria salir .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-837564914274719138?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/837564914274719138/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=837564914274719138&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/837564914274719138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/837564914274719138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/04/resta-un-dia.html' title='Resta un dia'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R_mlZr9Z_wI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3hSHxhtBnXg/s72-c/aliento%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-5532699022405367579</id><published>2008-03-21T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:49:10.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falso</title><content type='html'>Mis queridos amigos, mas profundamente tu&lt;br /&gt;les confieso y expongo que no soy lo que creen que soy,&lt;br /&gt;porque dicen no es fail vivir una mentira&lt;br /&gt;pero es mas facil si tu no dices nada y los demas la crean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puede resultar de lo mas exquisito tener una vida en la que todo es fantastico&lt;br /&gt;puede resultar hasta fantastica,&lt;br /&gt;pero el encanto se rompe cuando te das cuenta de que la fantasia que solia ser&lt;br /&gt;tu vida no eres tu, y no es lo que tu querias ni deseabas&lt;br /&gt;sino lo que los demas sugerian y querian.&lt;br /&gt;haha  digo  yo porque tanta mediocritad al pensar el camino de la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se debe ser un poco mas original, no lo creen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-5532699022405367579?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5532699022405367579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=5532699022405367579&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5532699022405367579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5532699022405367579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/03/falso.html' title='Falso'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-3717196032902336352</id><published>2008-03-19T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T20:32:22.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R-GKdr9Z_tI/AAAAAAAAAFU/S7qm7ZwCViI/s1600-h/Oeil-Butterflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179573289073901266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R-GKdr9Z_tI/AAAAAAAAAFU/S7qm7ZwCViI/s320/Oeil-Butterflies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hay que saber reflejar el interior, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lo bello que podemos ser, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero no es necsario reflejarlo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en el exterior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sino con las acciones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-3717196032902336352?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3717196032902336352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=3717196032902336352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3717196032902336352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3717196032902336352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/03/inside.html' title='inside'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R-GKdr9Z_tI/AAAAAAAAAFU/S7qm7ZwCViI/s72-c/Oeil-Butterflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-1050464861211066693</id><published>2008-03-15T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:41:06.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No despertar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Como se pueden materializar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; los sueños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Verlos entre estrelllas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;y luego olerlos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Asegura que no es solo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;un sueño  y que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;podre convertirlo en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;realidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-1050464861211066693?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/1050464861211066693/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=1050464861211066693&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/1050464861211066693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/1050464861211066693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-despertar.html' title='No despertar'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-7344278349930797358</id><published>2008-03-12T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:45:24.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy y tal vez mañana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R9i8WTr_tUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dtt8yHmtVfg/s1600-h/508094892_f42e20b25b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177094863090332994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R9i8WTr_tUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dtt8yHmtVfg/s400/508094892_f42e20b25b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoy es encesario  que todosdespierten &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de su rutina y que de verdad empiecen a vivir su vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hacer cosas nuevas o volver a hacer las que dejamos de hacer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cualquier cosa solo pra cambiar la rutina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser una persona diferente cada dia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ser unico y original.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser uno con todo y sentirse parte de algo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-7344278349930797358?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/7344278349930797358/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=7344278349930797358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7344278349930797358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7344278349930797358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/03/hoy-y-tal-vez-maana.html' title='Hoy y tal vez mañana'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R9i8WTr_tUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dtt8yHmtVfg/s72-c/508094892_f42e20b25b_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-6661122136339396188</id><published>2008-03-10T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:23:48.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Necesito de ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R9Xtuzr_tNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Y9weuVFaC58/s1600-h/picture-1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176304735136756946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R9Xtuzr_tNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Y9weuVFaC58/s400/picture-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La necesidad de tenerte cerca es algo casi sofocante &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que entra por mi poros y se concentra en mi interior,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acumulandose y haciendo que me falte la respiracion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quiero gritar hasta que mis pulmones salgan a pedazos por mi garganta, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y golpear lo que tenga en frente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;solo para sentir que estoy presente en ese momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y que tu eres real y no solo una mas de mis alucinaciones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eres lo que me a mantenido un poco mas cerca de la realidad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas cerca de la gente y del mundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;solo que el unico mcunod que me importa eres tu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;un mundo donde tu eres el sol y las estrellas que brillan en las noches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-6661122136339396188?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/6661122136339396188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=6661122136339396188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/6661122136339396188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/6661122136339396188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/03/la-necesidad-de-tnerete-erca-es-algo.html' title='Necesito de ti'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R9Xtuzr_tNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Y9weuVFaC58/s72-c/picture-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-651783887191644055</id><published>2008-03-08T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:43:22.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tienda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Se buscan esperanza en rebaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;y tal vez ganas de seguir si es que puedo pagarlas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Algun lugar donde pueda cargar energias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;y tal vez ideas nuevas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Un estimulante para despertame en las mañanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;y deseo renovar mi lista de metas y sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ya que como veo mi situacion no me lo permite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alguna persona sabe donde los puedo conseguir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;digame y se lo agradecere mucho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-651783887191644055?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/651783887191644055/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=651783887191644055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/651783887191644055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/651783887191644055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/03/tienda.html' title='Tienda'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-2061089122530777251</id><published>2008-03-07T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:43:34.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Necesito a alguien que me salve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de esta tormenta de sinsabores,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la desilucion es mi compañera de ratos de ocio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; mi compañera la confusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pasar los dias con una meta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que por el tiempo se ha estado diluyendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;con nuevas metas y acciones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-2061089122530777251?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/2061089122530777251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=2061089122530777251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/2061089122530777251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/2061089122530777251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/03/easy.html' title='Easy'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-7612753721490453503</id><published>2008-03-04T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:48:45.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>Dias en los que quieres escapar salir saltando&lt;br /&gt;y querer tocar las copas de los arboles&lt;br /&gt;Hacer lo primero que se te ocurra&lt;br /&gt;corretear al perro de la esquina&lt;br /&gt;o escalar un arbol y caerte de el.&lt;br /&gt;Dormir solo por el placer de soñar&lt;br /&gt;y no por que tengas que despertar al otro dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fabian fuiste inspiracion)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-7612753721490453503?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/7612753721490453503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=7612753721490453503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7612753721490453503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/7612753721490453503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/03/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-3792047395664174809</id><published>2008-03-04T11:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:46:08.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Color</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R82hxu-e2JI/AAAAAAAAAEE/YoVQ2i4IPhs/s1600-h/idea_original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173969422714329234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R82hxu-e2JI/AAAAAAAAAEE/YoVQ2i4IPhs/s320/idea_original.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mira el cielo azul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;parece que sonrie a nuestros ojos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y las flores brillan mas de lo normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bajare el azul del cielo y lo pondre en un cuadro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;para dartelo a ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y robare los petalos de una flor para ponerlos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sobre tus labios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-3792047395664174809?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3792047395664174809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=3792047395664174809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3792047395664174809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/3792047395664174809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/03/color.html' title='Color'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R82hxu-e2JI/AAAAAAAAAEE/YoVQ2i4IPhs/s72-c/idea_original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-4833917735484245837</id><published>2008-02-26T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:55:46.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo tu</title><content type='html'>Calma y tibia&lt;br /&gt;al reflejo del sol,&lt;br /&gt;dulce y amarga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pequeño pedazo de tranquilidad&lt;br /&gt;en medio del caos&lt;br /&gt;de un lugar horrible&lt;br /&gt;llamado ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta las notas de tu agonia infinita&lt;br /&gt;muerte lenta de desperdicios&lt;br /&gt;de los demonios que habitan a tu alrededor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vuela mientras puedas, que mira,&lt;br /&gt;todos ya te estan avandonando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indefensa y humilde ya nadie te entiende.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-4833917735484245837?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4833917735484245837/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=4833917735484245837&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/4833917735484245837'/><link 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que yo tambien tenga la culpa, pero solo yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabes que doy lo mejor de mi por ti&lt;br /&gt;pero aveces no comprendes mis actos&lt;br /&gt;y los tomas de manera que yo no comprendo&lt;br /&gt;y aveces siento que me straicionas en lo mas profundo de mi&lt;br /&gt;y siento que poco a poco se va abriendo una herida que se desangra lentamente y dolorosamente , y el aire me falta y no puede pasar por mi garganta qu se encuentra cerrada por los gimoteos entrecortados que da mi garganta, y mis ojos arden por la fuga de esas lagrimas que con soo tocarlas te queman la piel y saben muy amargas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suelo sufrir un infierno personal , durante poco tiempo , que en mi perspectiva es una eternidad que se alarga al infinito y que para el ritmo de la realidad, y yo soy la unica que sigue sangrando por la herida que se acaba de formar y no puedo ahcer nada mas que ver como la sangre cae en forma de pequeños rubies, y la carne parece algo mas que eso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime por que me haces esto si no logras comprender por que hago las cosas&lt;br /&gt;solo es algo que surgio de la falta de algo,&lt;br /&gt;algo que porfin llenaste algo tarde y que sientes que te cambie por algo mas&lt;br /&gt;pero no te dejes engañar yo solo lo hice por falta de contacto con las demas personas&lt;br /&gt;para realizar nuevos proyectos y tener nuevas experiencias,&lt;br /&gt;ati no te cambio, pero si trataria de que dejaras algunas acciones que lastiman mas que un golpe fisico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo comprende algo y no me hagas sufrir mas que ya no creo soportar el odio que crece asi alguien mas, no creo soportar el odio y la decpcion que me cusan ustedes,&lt;br /&gt;de verdad para, que no me siento nada bien con lo que la humanidad le hace a mi fragil corazon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-6234394775502446894?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/6234394775502446894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=6234394775502446894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/6234394775502446894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/6234394775502446894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/02/para.html' title='Para'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-6747024181749484311</id><published>2008-02-21T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:56:06.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu</title><content type='html'>Ja, permiteme que me ria, pero no lo puedo evitar,&lt;br /&gt;tu cinismo me da risa, pero no puedo evitar vomitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me gusta expresar mi odio frente a los demas,&lt;br /&gt;auqnque aveces la rabia sale por mis ojos en forma de lagrimas,&lt;br /&gt;de mi boca en forma de gritos&lt;br /&gt;y de mis puños como golpes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La impotencia que me haces sentir ante tu injusto sentido de o correcto,&lt;br /&gt;solo pienso que no puedes ser mas ruin,&lt;br /&gt;pero siempre logras sorprenderme .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-6747024181749484311?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/6747024181749484311/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=6747024181749484311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/6747024181749484311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/6747024181749484311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/02/tu.html' title='Tu'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-8661766954237051190</id><published>2008-02-19T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:40:30.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIN MANUAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;QUE DURA ES LA VIDA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;NO TIENE UN MANUAL, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Y TODO SE TIENE QUE APRENDER DE PRUEBA Y ERROR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;AUNQUE PARA QUE SI SOLO SE VIVE UNA VEZ, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PARA QUE TROPEZARSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;AUNQUE SABEMOS QUE VAMOS A &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;VOLVER A CAER CON LA MISMA PIEDRA UNA Y OTRA VEZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-8661766954237051190?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/8661766954237051190/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=8661766954237051190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/8661766954237051190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/8661766954237051190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/02/sin-manual.html' title='SIN MANUAL'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-5268301903045431132</id><published>2008-02-08T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:49:39.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puntos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R6zKKh7H2DI/AAAAAAAAADE/8RWDRFYNTgk/s1600-h/the_road_and_the_clouds_thelma_louise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164725154940966962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="71" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R6zKKh7H2DI/AAAAAAAAADE/8RWDRFYNTgk/s320/the_road_and_the_clouds_thelma_louise.jpg" width="99" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha veo pasar los anuncios que profetizan las cosas que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;van a ocurrir mas adelante, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;creoq ue aveces als ignoro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;quien hace caso a las advertencias que los demas dejan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aunque estas estan cargadas de experiencia y sabiduria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;la mayoria piensan que no sirven &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas que fastidiar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puede ser, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;que al sentirte como un diminuto punto en el mapa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;te compares como una ciudad perdida en un mapa mundial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si todos somos un punto mas en la vida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y de alguna manera sobresalimos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-5268301903045431132?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5268301903045431132/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=5268301903045431132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5268301903045431132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5268301903045431132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/02/haha-veo-pasar-los-anuncios-que.html' title='Puntos'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R6zKKh7H2DI/AAAAAAAAADE/8RWDRFYNTgk/s72-c/the_road_and_the_clouds_thelma_louise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-5249885257965208545</id><published>2008-02-01T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:56:21.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamiento'/><title type='text'>Desicion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R6O6BB7H2BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mEojqj60NrY/s1600-h/tu20nombrenn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162174124755769362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R6O6BB7H2BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mEojqj60NrY/s320/tu20nombrenn3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Escoger entre tu mejor amigo y el amor de tu vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suena dificil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Que harias tu en una situacion asi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para no es dificil es coger pero si actuar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es claro que escogeria al amor de mi vida pero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me doleria tomar esa decicion ya que un amigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verdadero es dificil de encontrar y cuando se convierte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en tu mejor amigo, este pasa a ser una persona que&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiene toda tu confianza , puede ser casi como miembro de tu familia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabe todo sobre ti, no guarda secretos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero es muy diferente al amor de tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el pasa a ser mas que un miembro de tu familia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sientes que el es parte de tu ser, que llena todos los rincones de tu alma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;su ausencia se convierte en agonia, que desgarra tu fuero lentamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el conoce mejor tu alma, tu ser en un sentido mas profundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la desicion que tomes va a probocar una de dos perdids importantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una es de cariño y la otra es de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-5249885257965208545?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5249885257965208545/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=5249885257965208545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5249885257965208545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5249885257965208545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/02/escoger-entre-tu-mejor-amigo-y-el-amor.html' title='Desicion'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R6O6BB7H2BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mEojqj60NrY/s72-c/tu20nombrenn3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-5965155794280929189</id><published>2008-01-31T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:22:47.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamiento'/><title type='text'>Agony</title><content type='html'>Dulce e infinita agonia, acude a mi en los momentos en los que necesito estar mas viva&lt;br /&gt;haz acto de presencia e inunda mi aburrida perspectiva.&lt;br /&gt;a tu llegada se que mi vida tiene sentido&lt;br /&gt;aunque mi cara muestra ante tu presencia una mueca de dolor e ironia.&lt;br /&gt;tu presencia me angustia y quisiera saber que decir o que hacer&lt;br /&gt;pero la luz se a adelgazado hasta convertirse en un hilo de luz&lt;br /&gt;y las telarañas de mi mente, estropean mis sentidos&lt;br /&gt;ayuda al dolor y la confucion a liberar mi mente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-5965155794280929189?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5965155794280929189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=5965155794280929189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5965155794280929189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/5965155794280929189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/01/agony.html' title='Agony'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-670802247797477340</id><published>2008-01-28T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:25:35.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamiento'/><title type='text'>Recuerdos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R566vh7H2AI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ai7rSYmyfx4/s1600-h/madre%2520e%2520hija%2520mascaras.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160767548736133122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R566vh7H2AI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ai7rSYmyfx4/s320/madre%2520e%2520hija%2520mascaras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hablar del tema es algo extraño para mi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ya que no soy muy cercana a mi mama, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pero creo entender a mi mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;al menos un poco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Casi no tengo recuerdos nitidos sobre mi niñez,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pero los pocos que sobreviven no recuerdo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haber sido muy afectuosa con mi mama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mi familia, aveces, suele contar historias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sobre la niñez de todos y reviven el pasado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;de una manera que casi parecen mis recuerdos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;suelen ser esas cosas sencillas de dia a dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;que no parecen la gran cosa pero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;como dicen recordar es vivir;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;en tantas historia que contar se encuentran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cuando yo era pequeña y era inseparable de mis papas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;era cariñosa con mi papa como cualquier otra hija con su papi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no suelo llamarlo asi ya pero es un buen recuerdo de pequeña.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Y pues que niña no sueña con ser como su mama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;es como el mejor modelo para seguir, es tu heroina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hace todo por ti, aun cuando no te das cuenta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;suele pasarme muy seguido hasta ahorita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sabe cosas sin que tu hables;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;aunque en el camino de los años no se en que momento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ella y yo nos separamos tanto que el tener una conversacion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sobre otra cosa que no fueran cosas tribiales, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;resultaba mas complicado que tratar de explicar fisica cuantica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ultimamente me pesa la falta de comunicacion con mi mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pero ya no es tan marcada, ya hablamos mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;y eso es bueno para las dos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-670802247797477340?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/670802247797477340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=670802247797477340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/670802247797477340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/670802247797477340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/01/recuerdos.html' title='Recuerdos'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R566vh7H2AI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ai7rSYmyfx4/s72-c/madre%2520e%2520hija%2520mascaras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2139948854928168035.post-1943086110308531579</id><published>2008-01-19T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:24:55.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hablame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R5I-laDMuZI/AAAAAAAAACU/-vqZj_h17Xg/s1600-h/fixed%2Bheart.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157253335661459858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R5I-laDMuZI/AAAAAAAAACU/-vqZj_h17Xg/s320/fixed%2Bheart.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Habla corazon y dime lo que sientes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;frustacion, dolor, desconsuelo, tristeza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;y creo que tengo una grieta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;que se empezo a formar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Dime que porque te sientes asi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;porque veo que mis sueños y anhelos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no se cumplen a como fueron ideados, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;y la decepcion me hace daño.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;No pierdas la fe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;porque los sueños se cumplen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;y pueden darte sorpresas maravillosas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no te desesperes, tu sabes que puedes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;superar estas cosas pequeñas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;eres my fuerte y sabes como &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;se resolvera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Lo se, pero es que este estado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ya no me es ajeno,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;se que se repara y sera mas fuerte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;pero mi miedo es en el momento en que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;esta lastimado, aunque sea poquito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-1943086110308531579?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/1943086110308531579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=1943086110308531579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/1943086110308531579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Sublime'/><title type='text'>LO SUBLIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R5Aq7qDMuTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/WbKKeKwwegU/s1600-h/SexyVampires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R5Aq7qDMuTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/WbKKeKwwegU/s320/SexyVampires.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156668777727572274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace poco me encontre con la palabra "sublime" en un texto, y desde entonses me encanto lo que significa, lo que representa y la manera en que la describen; pura poesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sublime es una palabra derivada de la obra de Longino (que nombre mas raro jajaaja pero asi le puso su mama) "sobre lo sublime". Esta entra en la categoria de la estetica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su concepto , se caracteriza por tener una belleza en extrema que puede llevar a la perdida de la racionalidad,  creo un gran placer estetico o contemplativo; pero suele pasar, en algunos casos la belleza puede ser tan pura y exquisita que produce dolor el solo contemplarla, en vez de placer. En pocas palabras es una belleza en extremo que al usuario que la contemple lo lleva al borde de lo racional hacia un extasis poco usual o al contrario un dolor por ser tan puro y bello he imposible de analisar y comprender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este concepto se retomo  por ciertos filosofos y criticos de arte posteriormente, durante el barroco, extendiendosae durante el barroc el siglo XVIII en Alemania e Inglaterra y principalmte durante la primera aparicion del romanticismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En lo personal a mi me gusta aplicar este concepto para describir a los vampiros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2139948854928168035-8633274306762316388?l=jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/feeds/8633274306762316388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2139948854928168035&amp;postID=8633274306762316388&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/8633274306762316388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2139948854928168035/posts/default/8633274306762316388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jardindehojasenblanco.blogspot.com/2008/01/lo-sublime.html' title='LO SUBLIME'/><author><name>Reika San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00431629813021908317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AV-U90lzPkg/TaKqJ9i685I/AAAAAAAAAtw/OjBCRffidHU/s220/194310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2xfn4HOBBBg/R5Aq7qDMuTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/WbKKeKwwegU/s72-c/SexyVampires.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
