tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10387492491931293962011-08-27T04:18:07.564-03:00Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.comBlogger861100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-13522068875811616662010-09-05T02:27:00.001-03:002010-09-05T02:29:24.225-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"><em style="font-style: normal; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"><em style="font-style: normal; "><br /></em></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"><em style="font-style: normal; "><br /></em></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"><em style="font-style: normal; "><br /></em></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"><em style="font-style: normal; "><br /></em></span></div><i>Mrs</i></em><i>. </i><em>Dalloway</em><i>, </i><em>siempre haciendo fiestas</em><i> para cubrir el silencio…</i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-1352206887581161666?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-68569825560938685412010-09-05T02:24:00.003-03:002011-04-08T11:54:03.217-03:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/TIMpwH3ZSHI/AAAAAAAAE4s/vSPErRrBzuQ/s1600/maryandmax01420a20091128.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513296275553470578" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/TIMpwH3ZSHI/AAAAAAAAE4s/vSPErRrBzuQ/s400/maryandmax01420a20091128.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 274px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;">La amistad vista con el corazón y no con los ojos...</span></div><div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>a Gerome</i></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-6856982556093868541?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-80713337393608657542010-07-31T00:29:00.005-03:002010-07-31T00:31:52.010-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/TFOYuQcwADI/AAAAAAAAE4c/Pibn-HrzluU/s1600/el-corazon-de-piedra-verde.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/TFOYuQcwADI/AAAAAAAAE4c/Pibn-HrzluU/s400/el-corazon-de-piedra-verde.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499907490406465586" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Historia con suspenso! Uniones de razas, religiones, culturas...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dio gusto leerlo!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8071333739360865754?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-52550125657901537882010-07-31T00:17:00.003-03:002010-07-31T00:19:25.499-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/TFOV5IrldOI/AAAAAAAAE4U/R6AI9Diuzis/s1600/away-we-go.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/TFOV5IrldOI/AAAAAAAAE4U/R6AI9Diuzis/s400/away-we-go.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499904378764883170" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Para aquellos que buscamos nuestro sitio, y lo encontramos!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-5255012565790153788?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-31674671559791867362010-07-31T00:07:00.001-03:002010-07-31T00:10:38.909-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/TFOT4AK-fhI/AAAAAAAAE4M/aDtNPcXjp7E/s1600/500-days-of-summer.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/TFOT4AK-fhI/AAAAAAAAE4M/aDtNPcXjp7E/s400/500-days-of-summer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499902160277503506" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Esa persona, que a nuestros ojos era perfecta, </div><div style="text-align: center;">en un instante baja de la perfección a la realidad, </div><div style="text-align: center;">o incluso por debajo de la realidad.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>a mi</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-3167467155979186736?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-39337091788837793382010-07-10T13:59:00.000-03:002010-07-10T14:05:10.400-03:00He vuelto!<br />He tornat!<br />我回來了!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-3933709178883779338?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-51853707444700558292009-08-10T14:38:00.001-03:002009-08-10T14:42:58.214-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SoBcFt5zgMI/AAAAAAAABtg/qwHJYCPMJVw/s1600-h/101_3678.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368392009116778690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SoBcFt5zgMI/AAAAAAAABtg/qwHJYCPMJVw/s400/101_3678.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SoBbXLJ8jvI/AAAAAAAABtY/kXOelpq60Z0/s1600-h/101_3694.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-5185370744470055829?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-55107520412324670852009-07-17T14:56:00.000-03:002009-08-18T10:12:59.750-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SmC-_AHGuaI/AAAAAAAABrg/NoPg5Kp4e9A/s1600-h/amigos.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359493546141727138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SmC-_AHGuaI/AAAAAAAABrg/NoPg5Kp4e9A/s400/amigos.bmp" border="0" /></a> <div><div></div><div></div><br /><br /><div align="center">Hoy los uno, estén donde estén...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><br />Avui els uneixo, allà on es trobin...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div></div><br /><div align="right">a ale, anto, ari, clau, david, deb, eva, feli, fla, floppy, grego, july, </div><br /><div align="right">nathalie, naty, pablo,pili, polo, sara, sil, tamar, to, yage y yi</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-5510752041232467085?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-33907831293665751172009-07-16T12:21:00.001-03:002009-07-16T12:29:37.867-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sl9F8orqHQI/AAAAAAAABrQ/mh-YRBHw0cM/s1600-h/251305333_22bcf5c4f1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359078989609180418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sl9F8orqHQI/AAAAAAAABrQ/mh-YRBHw0cM/s400/251305333_22bcf5c4f1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><br /><div align="center">No hay nostalgia peor que añorar lo que nunca jamás sucedió.</div><br /><div align="center">No hi ha pitjor nostàlgia que sentir anyorança per el que mai va passar.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-3390783129366575117?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-87430764433970862962009-07-16T12:16:00.000-03:002009-07-16T12:21:00.384-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sl9E-JI9L2I/AAAAAAAABrI/NtBCUerMCWE/s1600-h/braile.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359077915990241122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sl9E-JI9L2I/AAAAAAAABrI/NtBCUerMCWE/s400/braile.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Ayer, viajando en colectivo, vi como una persona no vidente leía con sus manos tan feliz su libro. Deberían haber visto en su rostro como disfrutaba de la lectura.<br />Nada lo limito a ser feliz!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Ahir, que viatjaba en bús, vaig veure com una persona no vident llegia amb les seves mans tan feliç el seu llibre. Haurieu d'haver vist en el seu rostre com gaudia de la lectura.<br />Res el va limitar per ser feliç!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8743076443397086296?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-37446088987229530282009-06-30T13:21:00.000-03:002009-06-30T23:43:45.303-03:00<p><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fY1BDzg2FBw&amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;"></embed></p><p align="center">Siempre seremos niños!</p><p align="center">Sempre serem nens!</p><p align="center">們永遠會作兒童!</p><p align="right"><em>a dany</em></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-3744608898722953028?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-4126620981070925502009-06-08T11:19:00.000-03:002009-06-08T14:22:19.605-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Si0sbqLxb_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/6MKbon3TMD0/s1600-h/cevapi.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344977186450403314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Si0sbqLxb_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/6MKbon3TMD0/s400/cevapi.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Si0eP5bDo2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/9y2bqjFZcmI/s1600-h/cevapi.jpg"></a><div><br /></div><div align="center">Sábado a la noche comiendo comida croata</div><div align="center"><br />Dissabte a la nit menjant menjar croata</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div><br /></div><div align="center">上星期六吃了克羅地亞式晚餐</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="right"><em>a ari</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-412662098107092550?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-25071843664354238482009-06-05T13:55:00.000-03:002009-06-05T23:11:28.436-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SinQKtfVhsI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dL1h5b4V3bg/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344031315280103106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SinQKtfVhsI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dL1h5b4V3bg/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SinQKgC2KmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/6KXWa8VLujs/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344031311670946402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SinQKgC2KmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/6KXWa8VLujs/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SinQKQSX-1I/AAAAAAAAAUU/gzUuPGc97MQ/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344031307441109842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SinQKQSX-1I/AAAAAAAAAUU/gzUuPGc97MQ/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SinQKZxK1TI/AAAAAAAAAUM/PpgP1YPRC18/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344031309986190642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SinQKZxK1TI/AAAAAAAAAUM/PpgP1YPRC18/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SinQKIZlY0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/MfYUIOKLn3w/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344031305323864898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SinQKIZlY0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/MfYUIOKLn3w/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-2507184366435423848?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-59524689679445539002009-06-03T14:50:00.000-03:002009-06-03T15:04:16.403-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sia6tB8cr9I/AAAAAAAAASc/asER9TJz4MA/s1600-h/k3unug.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343163290700525522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sia6tB8cr9I/AAAAAAAAASc/asER9TJz4MA/s400/k3unug.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sia48UyfjtI/AAAAAAAAASU/vfTVNYYTuMc/s1600-h/2i2aln7.jpg"></a><div><div align="center"><span style="color:#333333;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#333333;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#333333;">Track List:</span></div><br /><div align="center"><a title="I Love You Feat. Yurisangja Park Seung Hwa" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=RERYAI50" target="_blank"><span style="color:#333333;">01 사랑해 (I Love You) [Feat. Yurisangja Park Seung Hwa]</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span><a title="Trickling" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=1N26YJCT" target="_blank"><span style="color:#333333;">02 주르륵 (Trickling)</span></a><br /><a title="My Love, Crybaby" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=NLEU4017" target="_blank"><span style="color:#333333;">03 내사랑 울보 (My Love, Crybaby)</span></a><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span><a title="Dragon's Tears" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=4X67QCQD" target="_blank"><span style="color:#333333;">04 용의 눈물 (Dragon’s Tears)</span></a><br /><a title="Jealous of That Person Feat. MJ" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=E9X4ISOC" target="_blank"><span style="color:#333333;">05 그 사람이 부러워 (Jealous of That Person) [Feat. MJ]</span></a><br /><a title="My Love Next To Me" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=DAFMTMBS" target="_blank"><span style="color:#333333;">06 내 사랑 내곁에 (My Love Next To Me)</span></a><br /><a title="...Lucky" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=PWGL0D4V" target="_blank"><span style="color:#333333;">07 …좋겠다 (…Lucky)</span></a><br /><a title="There is No Time Validity in Love" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=56EXNGN1" target="_blank"><span style="color:#333333;">08 사랑의 유효기간은 없어 (There is No Time Validity in Love)</span></a><br /><a title="Backward Love" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=N5EYOKV1" target="_blank"><span style="color:#333333;">09 거꾸로 가는 사랑 (Backward Love)</span></a><br /><a title="Coward" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=SOGO3JF4" target="_blank"><span style="color:#333333;">10 겁쟁이 (Coward)</span></a><br /><a title="It's a Lie" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=8WDI6UAS" target="_blank"><span style="color:#333333;">11 거짓말 마 (It’s a Lie)</span></a></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Ha Llegado!!!</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Ha Arribat!!!</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">已經到了!!!</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-5952468967944553900?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-66779085284688430122009-05-13T13:15:00.000-03:002009-05-13T15:10:41.749-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SgsNCfIxUKI/AAAAAAAAARs/6BEUlkbvpSM/s1600-h/DSC_6716.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335372519919669410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SgsNCfIxUKI/AAAAAAAAARs/6BEUlkbvpSM/s400/DSC_6716.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div align="center">Muero por utilizar una de estas jejeje...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Em moro per utilitzar una d'aquestes jejeje...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">超級想穿 何何何...</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-6677908528468843012?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-72853605390120661542009-04-22T12:20:00.000-03:002009-04-22T12:21:19.499-03:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qGHO75KOOmg&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qGHO75KOOmg&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7285360539012066154?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-86314302343634899602009-04-22T11:48:00.001-03:002009-05-28T12:38:09.773-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sh6vzOLZVsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/6ge5bdvW_7o/s1600-h/123.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340899502622070466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sh6vzOLZVsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/6ge5bdvW_7o/s400/123.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div align="center">Cena con familia china</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Sopar amb família xinesa</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">跟中國家庭享用晚餐</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div></div><br /><div align="right"><em>a david, dai, deb, pablo, anto y julio</em></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8631430234363489960?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-71202082028107215562009-04-22T10:23:00.001-03:002009-04-22T12:10:20.250-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Se8zS9_tijI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/vrlF2E5EP5g/s1600-h/madero.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327533285175036466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Se8zS9_tijI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/vrlF2E5EP5g/s400/madero.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="center">Recompensa por el arduo trabajo!!!</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Recompensa per l’àrdua feina!!!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="right"><em>a deb, pablo y marce</em></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7120208202810721556?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-65062609622030747082009-04-22T10:13:00.000-03:002009-05-28T12:40:16.292-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sh6wUNHATXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/df_-wEvN1SQ/s1600-h/123.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340900069270900082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sh6wUNHATXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/df_-wEvN1SQ/s400/123.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div align="center">De las pocas cosas que creía que nunca en mi vida me darían placer,<br />Que equivocado…</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">De les poques coses que creia que mai em m’ha vida em donarien plaer,<br />Que equivocat…</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">對那些少數的，我以為不會令我歡娛的事，我其實錯了</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="right"><em>a feli</em></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-6506260962203074708?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-79597865111771806072009-04-22T10:01:00.000-03:002009-05-28T12:41:58.320-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sh6wsXhW_qI/AAAAAAAAASE/iZ2EBG2XJAA/s1600-h/123.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340900484382654114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sh6wsXhW_qI/AAAAAAAAASE/iZ2EBG2XJAA/s400/123.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div align="center">El solo llegar y sentir la energía del lugar, sentir vida,<br />Sentir lo pequeño que somos…</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Tan sols arribar, sentir l’energia del lloc, sentir vida,<br />Sentir lo petit que som...</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">只是到達那地方便讓我感受到當地生命的能量<br />感慨我們是多渺小...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="right"><em>a feli</em></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7959786511177180607?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-78882259085634813062009-04-22T09:57:00.000-03:002009-04-22T12:14:58.583-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Se80Yq24GGI/AAAAAAAAARM/09RlWPFp7QI/s1600-h/IMG_2692.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327534482628548706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Se80Yq24GGI/AAAAAAAAARM/09RlWPFp7QI/s400/IMG_2692.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div></div><div align="center">Ponerse a terminar cuentas un domingo a la mañana,<br />Diversión asegurada!!!!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Ficar-se a passar comptes un diumenge al matí,<br />Diversió assegurada!!!!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="right"><em>a pablo</em></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7888225908563481306?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-46016031243300196712009-03-23T10:16:00.000-03:002009-03-23T10:55:09.199-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SceMl4gvR_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/QeG0HxVDl1I/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316372467586910194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SceMl4gvR_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/QeG0HxVDl1I/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Aquella sensación que tienes cuando te dibujan...</div><div align="center">Aquella sensació que tens quan et dibuixen...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="right"><em>a david</em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-4601603124330019671?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-13691549042051917052009-03-16T14:37:00.000-03:002009-03-23T11:16:04.691-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sb6O4YQPQEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FN9DBcKyaec/s1600-h/abrazoss.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313841709578141762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sb6O4YQPQEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FN9DBcKyaec/s400/abrazoss.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sb6O4OC8iSI/AAAAAAAAAPs/v9sBYou63F0/s1600-h/abrazo.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sb6O3xBp4hI/AAAAAAAAAPk/7K3EPcQIpYc/s1600-h/abrazo1ob2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313841699047989778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sb6O3xBp4hI/AAAAAAAAAPk/7K3EPcQIpYc/s400/abrazo1ob2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Derrota la soledat i la por,<br />Amb ells pots dir coses per les que no tens paraules<br />Com d'important es una abraçada?</div><div><br /></div><div align="center">Derrota la soledad y el miedo,</div><div align="center">Con ellos puedes decir cosas para las cuales no tienes palabras.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Cuan importante es un abrazo?</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em>a fla</em></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-1369154904205191705?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-57137042179326700932009-03-16T14:11:00.000-03:002009-03-16T14:28:55.167-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sb6KQ3YZrbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/yPT-Aar8Ewg/s1600-h/274250214byetCn_fs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313836632692600242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sb6KQ3YZrbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/yPT-Aar8Ewg/s400/274250214byetCn_fs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sb6J2BXDyrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5s2geA9iv5A/s1600-h/KF013045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313836171514858162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sb6J2BXDyrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5s2geA9iv5A/s400/KF013045.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center">Dissabte per la tarda a una boda amb amics a 7 hores de la meva ciutat, <div align="center">resumint, a un poble amb personalitat alemana. </div><div align="center">Aquestes fotos esclareixen una mica els sentiments trobats allá.<br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Sábado a la tarde en una boda con amigos a 7 hs de mi ciudad,</div><div align="center">resumido a un pueblo con personalidad alemana.</div><div align="center">Estas fotos aclara un poco los sentimientos encontrados en ese lugar.</div></div><div></div><div align="right"><br /><em>a vivi, anto, vane, marce, aby, dam,</em></div><div align="right"><em>dani, ana, pablo, deby y ale</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-5713704217932670093?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-36311446153834917292009-03-12T12:34:00.000-02:002009-03-12T12:36:31.604-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sbkdt5FHxEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/l5LRsj7ZXWI/s1600-h/zap041108.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312309909713830978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/Sbkdt5FHxEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/l5LRsj7ZXWI/s400/zap041108.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-3631144615383491729?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-27731186081500146922009-03-02T12:12:00.001-02:002009-03-02T15:10:52.749-02:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308593515305629794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SavprRC7-GI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FC4eiZrlS9M/s400/starbucks.gif" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">+</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SavpruvrIBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/IkjRAb9bq7g/s1600-h/sentime.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308593523277897746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SavpruvrIBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/IkjRAb9bq7g/s400/sentime.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">+</span></strong><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308593521868764962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 442px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SavprpftdyI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XUKOrVCeZ3M/s400/rain.bmp" border="0" /><br />Així va acabar el meu diumenge ...<br />Así termino mi domingo...</div><div align="center"> </div><div></div><div></div><div align="right"><em>a marce<br /></div></em><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-2773118608150014692?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-49388317587095205012009-02-24T11:18:00.000-02:002009-02-24T11:23:40.826-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SaP0Vdi3NPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/L8wL93OzlWs/s1600-h/MujeresAlBordeDeUnAtaque.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306353435517859058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SaP0Vdi3NPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/L8wL93OzlWs/s400/MujeresAlBordeDeUnAtaque.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Ayer he visto un clásico del cine Almodovar,</div><div align="center">sin palabras...</div><div align="center">Maria Barranco, una pasada.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Ahir vaig veure un clàssic del cinema d'Almodovar</div><div align="center">Sense paraules...</div><div align="center">Maria Barranco, és una pasada.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-4938831758709520501?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-68829727103264549402009-02-13T11:11:00.000-02:002009-02-13T12:56:32.465-02:00<div align="center">Anoche vi el atardecer en mi ciudad...</div><div align="center"><br />vaig veure vesprejar a la meva ciutat...</div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302269437391202002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SZVx9e8c5tI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jorzDJX84Qg/s400/atardecer.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">y he sentido algo como esto...</div><div align="center"><br />i he sentit alguna cosa com aquesta...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302269807487067234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SZVyTBqLpGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uL_5P_9TARU/s400/fotinga.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">pero con una conversacion de fondo...</div><div align="center"><br />però amb una conversa de fons..</div><div align="center"></div><div align="right"><em>a gaby</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-6882972710326454940?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-16442201323120525562009-02-06T18:49:00.000-02:002009-02-07T01:50:57.453-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SY0E2V8YRnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Z3hjVct_s14/s1600-h/volar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299897668134782578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SY0E2V8YRnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Z3hjVct_s14/s400/volar.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SY0E2SjmwII/AAAAAAAAAOE/9sY0dLoEhSw/s1600-h/vapores.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299897667225567362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SY0E2SjmwII/AAAAAAAAAOE/9sY0dLoEhSw/s400/vapores.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SY0E2fqgAGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/AHMISWXEWdw/s1600-h/perdon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299897670744146018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SY0E2fqgAGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/AHMISWXEWdw/s400/perdon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SY0E2ElaZPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9UYqRqjDz9M/s1600-h/lanza.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299897663475049714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SY0E2ElaZPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9UYqRqjDz9M/s400/lanza.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SY0E2CkqlCI/AAAAAAAAANs/QIQoRov-HnY/s1600-h/caminante.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299897662935045154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SY0E2CkqlCI/AAAAAAAAANs/QIQoRov-HnY/s400/caminante.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">Aquí us deixo un nou descobriment,</div><div align="center">he escollit uns quants els hi dedico a un gran amic </div><div align="center">Ari per a tu...</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Aqui os dejo un nuevo descubrimiento,</div><div align="center">he escogido unos cuantos y se los dedico a un gran amigo.</div><div><div><div align="center">Ari pa' ti...</div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-1644220132312052556?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-50062970141669058952009-02-04T10:23:00.001-02:002009-02-04T10:23:53.106-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SYmIyVOQTHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/49924IxynDM/s1600-h/lemon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298916834849868914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SYmIyVOQTHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/49924IxynDM/s400/lemon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"><em>a polo</em><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-5006297014166905895?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-52233243083971274472009-01-24T19:03:00.000-02:002009-01-24T19:27:03.356-02:00<div align="center">Trata de reproducir todos los términos imprescindibles de la vida cotidiana mediante sueños, ideas alocadas, sueños curiosos, etc. Todos aquellos mecanismos de pensamiento plasmados en texto, al igual que la asociación de imágenes ideadas en las emociones, mismas que son plasmadas.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br />Tracta de reproduir tots els termes imprescindibles de la vida quotidiana mitjançant els somnis, idees esbojarrades, somnis curiosos, etc. Tots aquells mecanismes de pensament plasmats en text, igual que l'associació d'imatges ideades en les emocions, les mateixes que són<br />plasmades.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-5223324308397127447?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-75774170945474009572009-01-22T23:45:00.001-02:002009-01-22T23:46:32.258-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SXkhctZQ5aI/AAAAAAAAALY/xjPwtR1dDOA/s1600-h/saldaga.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294299614056342946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SXkhctZQ5aI/AAAAAAAAALY/xjPwtR1dDOA/s400/saldaga.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7577417094547400957?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-91272178884656079462009-01-22T11:42:00.001-02:002009-03-02T09:52:45.795-02:00<div align="center">Acabo de descubrir un nuevo talento que mola muchísimo,</div><div align="center">os dejo aquí,</div><div align="center"><br />Acabo de descubrir un nou talent que mola moltíssim,<br />us el deixo aquí,</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294113225742926978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SXh37e0axII/AAAAAAAAALQ/LoOvhvqnb9g/s400/3201365098_03843f6122.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-9127217888465607946?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-37519993901561889822009-01-20T11:32:00.000-02:002009-01-24T19:33:22.877-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SXXSvCWEqVI/AAAAAAAAALI/WJeH4rmHZaE/s1600-h/raindrops.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293368642569021778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SXXSvCWEqVI/AAAAAAAAALI/WJeH4rmHZaE/s400/raindrops.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"><em>a ari</em> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-3751999390156188982?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-15791643335099090742009-01-15T09:51:00.001-02:002009-01-15T09:56:17.712-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SW8jnhVrVyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/cyZ8Y1XZ5sA/s1600-h/barcelona.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291487249054783266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SW8jnhVrVyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/cyZ8Y1XZ5sA/s400/barcelona.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div align="center">Situados a metros del Cine Paris</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-1579164333509909074?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-8394343744283230732009-01-12T10:33:00.000-02:002009-01-12T10:35:12.643-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWs4-ye2ROI/AAAAAAAAAKo/pmLcsDVIz68/s1600-h/mafalda-y-educacion-large.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290384838630982882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWs4-ye2ROI/AAAAAAAAAKo/pmLcsDVIz68/s400/mafalda-y-educacion-large.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-839434374428323073?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-80120784052831454932009-01-08T14:45:00.000-02:002009-01-15T15:05:31.418-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWYuSnnQ8iI/AAAAAAAAAKg/OlEmVAKot7Y/s1600-h/moles.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288965709799420450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWYuSnnQ8iI/AAAAAAAAAKg/OlEmVAKot7Y/s400/moles.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Gràcies a Tamar per fer-me entrar al món moleskine<br />i gràcies a Toti per fer-me créixer la passió cap a moleskine ...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8012078405283145493?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-80372193458540046152009-01-08T10:46:00.001-02:002009-01-08T10:46:53.079-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWX1rV2m6nI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yP6qovjbHdE/s1600-h/princ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288903462365882994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWX1rV2m6nI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yP6qovjbHdE/s400/princ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8037219345854004615?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-76547880640847373722009-01-08T10:33:00.000-02:002009-01-08T10:41:53.526-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWX0b-do7LI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/QljO5nB829E/s1600-h/shara.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288902098877476018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWX0b-do7LI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/QljO5nB829E/s400/shara.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7654788064084737372?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-74563545385693711842009-01-08T09:47:00.001-02:002009-01-08T14:04:07.658-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWXn7Jc23AI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pXKGcW7hTQg/s1600-h/castilloambulante.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288888340751768578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWXn7Jc23AI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pXKGcW7hTQg/s400/castilloambulante.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">La metamorfosis física, propia o de los seres queridos, como excusa propiciatoria </div><div align="center">de un cambio de vida, un crecimiento interior.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7456354538569371184?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-11688811919714348882009-01-08T09:41:00.000-02:002009-01-08T13:56:01.217-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWXmp9n-9GI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ctsG_KhCroc/s1600-h/babel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288886946007807074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SWXmp9n-9GI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ctsG_KhCroc/s400/babel.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">A pesar de las enormes distancias y de las culturas tan antagónicas que los separan, estos cuatro grupos de personas comparten un destino de aislamiento y dolor. Sólo unos pocos días para estar totalmente perdidos, perdidos en el desierto, perdidos para el mundo, perdidos para sí mismos, mientras avanzan hacia el borde del abismo de la confusión y el miedo, al tiempo que se hunden en las profundidades de las relaciones y del amor. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-1168881191971434888?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-5173463419000199892008-12-30T20:31:00.000-02:002008-12-30T20:44:58.629-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SVqhoq5MCsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bj2kDJ0V5y8/s1600-h/aaron+peirsol.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285714832753691330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SVqhoq5MCsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bj2kDJ0V5y8/s400/aaron+peirsol.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"><em>a mi</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-517346341900019989?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-22281553951109734532008-12-30T18:38:00.000-02:002008-12-30T18:39:05.048-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SVqG3ja7szI/AAAAAAAAAJw/21B-B4-jkiM/s1600-h/tevere.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285685401631830834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SVqG3ja7szI/AAAAAAAAAJw/21B-B4-jkiM/s400/tevere.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-2228155395110973453?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-67234962738796111842008-12-30T18:06:00.001-02:002008-12-30T18:14:26.071-02:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285678479111098930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SVqAknBYEjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EYFrRdRXiY0/s400/65142953_TBK825if_SunriseFisherman_39701.jpg" border="0" /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SVqAk5Y-tkI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5d_miLLGqx4/s1600-h/fish.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285678484041938498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SVqAk5Y-tkI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5d_miLLGqx4/s400/fish.bmp" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SVqAkxPM6CI/AAAAAAAAAJg/B36cBvKw8rA/s1600-h/2368791645_c5ec9b43f0.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285678481853442082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SVqAkxPM6CI/AAAAAAAAAJg/B36cBvKw8rA/s400/2368791645_c5ec9b43f0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"><em>a ari </em> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-6723496273879611184?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-79492951301498831452008-11-20T10:19:00.000-02:002008-11-20T10:31:46.812-02:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKOpkyDuwZg&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKOpkyDuwZg&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7949295130149883145?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-39437484728809825132008-11-06T10:56:00.000-02:002008-11-20T10:11:15.578-02:00<div align="center">Tirititrairorairorá tirititrairo<br />Tirititrairorairorá tirititrairo<br />Tirititrairorairorá tirititrairo<br />Tirititrairo tirititrairo.<br />Son las barquillas columpios,<br />en tu regazo,<br />donde sueño con tus besos,<br />y tus abrazos.<br />Dime una cosa al oído,<br />que yo la pueda entender.<br />Que me lo digan tus olas<br />que de ti quiero saber.<br />Dime bahía por qué<br />sólo por la luna te dejas querer<br />sólo por la luna te dejas querer.<br />Y por tí,<br />navegando sin vela,<br />soñaré<br />que la luna me espera.<br />Me dirá el secreto que tenías<br />Pa enamorarte a ti bahía.<br />Te me vas,<br />yo me voy contigo.<br />Volverás,<br />llenando mi vacío.<br />Y mi voz<br />cantará sus alegrías,<br />en la playita la Casería.<br />Dime bahía por qué<br />sólo por la luna te dejas querer<br />sólo por la luna te dejas querer.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-3943748472880982513?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-20064194821788439532008-11-03T11:36:00.000-02:002008-11-03T11:39:11.801-02:00<div align="center">Como ancrí de pasrachí</div><div align="center">Mis labios pesquilan el ángelo de camelarte</div><div align="center">Aquella chabí de lama</div><div align="center">Chabí chimutrí de mi calochí</div><div align="center">Con el calochí en las bas</div><div align="center">Langó las uchurgañís de la arachí</div><div align="center">Para mi sapla andolayas</div><div align="center">Na se dejan trinquelar</div><div align="center">Gachararí de lamaacharé de soniché</div><div align="center">Sigo a la ujara</div><div align="center">De esa bijuré primavera</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264425204472980610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQ7-1NM5pII/AAAAAAAAAI4/Z7TBI4y5P3c/s400/gitanas.jpg" border="0" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-2006419482178843953?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-62726120974987058172008-10-30T15:43:00.001-02:002008-10-30T15:43:40.917-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQnyR5ldsLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yJXL1HOGfHs/s1600-h/i_love_rugby_2[1].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263004028888789170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQnyR5ldsLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yJXL1HOGfHs/s400/i_love_rugby_2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-6272612097498705817?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-14486683310419192302008-10-30T14:00:00.001-02:002008-10-30T15:41:37.707-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQnxyfduHZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/rRKgESSZWBo/s1600-h/snow.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263003489301044626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQnxyfduHZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/rRKgESSZWBo/s400/snow.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-1448668331041919230?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-71136290670061795272008-10-30T12:09:00.000-02:002009-01-23T20:44:47.489-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQnAeP48OgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KeTb85PhSqk/s1600-h/kimchi4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262949265453103618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQnAeP48OgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KeTb85PhSqk/s400/kimchi4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7113629067006179527?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-1555433070761024442008-10-30T11:49:00.000-02:002008-10-30T11:50:09.790-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQm7d2fLSLI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ph_DhBoWzZc/s1600-h/SCARLETT-JOHANSON.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262943761076013234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQm7d2fLSLI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ph_DhBoWzZc/s400/SCARLETT-JOHANSON.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-155543307076102444?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-85569201966353571622008-10-30T11:45:00.000-02:002008-10-30T11:46:27.265-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQm6maEkWRI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5zYb_HXsNT4/s1600-h/vicky_cristina_barcelona.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262942808555411730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQm6maEkWRI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5zYb_HXsNT4/s400/vicky_cristina_barcelona.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8556920196635357162?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-74413893417469327622008-10-28T09:38:00.000-02:002008-10-28T09:48:12.829-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQb57LLcB-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/KKRYn9D0BGY/s1600-h/story.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262168009637365730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQb57LLcB-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/KKRYn9D0BGY/s400/story.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="right"><em>a nico</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7441389341746932762?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-37201913824758813382008-10-24T00:32:00.000-02:002008-10-24T00:39:50.762-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQE1GE2hKpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AP-iLCUM33A/s1600-h/lpp2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260544218243345042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQE1GE2hKpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AP-iLCUM33A/s400/lpp2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">On ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur ; l'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="right"><em>a nathalie</em></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-3720191382475881338?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-82081669322489157842008-10-24T00:31:00.001-02:002008-10-24T00:41:54.062-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQEzpIFliRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tpw594zLtdM/s1600-h/footprints2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260542621384018194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQEzpIFliRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tpw594zLtdM/s400/footprints2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"><em>a claudia</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8208166932248915784?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-956815487884920802008-10-23T10:51:00.000-02:002008-10-23T10:56:32.805-02:00<div align="center">꿈에서라도 만난다면 가지 말라고 하겠어요</div><div align="center">마지막 인사도 없이 떠나간 내 사랑</div><div align="center">이별길 넘어가시다 발병이라도 나신다면</div><div align="center">못난 내 품에서 잠시 쉬어가세요</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">혹시나 내게 찾아오시는 길 못찾을까 걱정돼</div><div align="center">달님에게 나 부탁해 그댈 비춰드릴께요</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">사람아 내 사람아 불러도 대답없는 내 사람아</div><div align="center">같은 하늘 아래 살아도 다시는 못 볼 사람</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">나는 천번을 다시 태어나도 그댈 사랑합니다</div><div align="center">오늘도 기다리는 나를 잊지는 말아요</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">험한 가시밭 길 지나서 그댈 만날 수만 있다면</div><div align="center">두 발이 헤져 닳아도 그 길을 걸으리</div><div align="center">벌써 십리밖을 지나서 돌아오시기 버겁다면</div><div align="center">다른 이 통해서라도 편히 쉬세요</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">가시는 길 꽃잎은 뿌리지 못해도 그대 행복하세요</div><div align="center">보내드리고 우는 일 되려 그대 걱정이죠</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">사람아 내 사람아 불러도 대답없는 내 사람아</div><div align="center">같은 하늘 아래 살아도 다시는 못 볼 사람</div><div align="center">나는 천번을 다시 태어나도 그댈 사랑합니다</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">오늘도 기다리는 나를 잊지는 말아요</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">보고싶은 내 사랑아</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">사랑을 잊은다면 돌아보지 말고 그냥 가세요</div><div align="center">한 번쯤은 나를 찾아 줄 기대조차 못하게</div><div align="center">우리 평생을 살아가는 동안 만날 순 없겠지만</div><div align="center">이토록 사랑했던 나를 잊지는 말아요</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-95681548788492080?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-56644531583421098012008-10-22T14:05:00.001-02:002008-10-23T10:38:14.377-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQBwCN8_88I/AAAAAAAAAHM/V1XVDRf1GA8/s1600-h/maresme_clip_image002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260327548176298946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQBwCN8_88I/AAAAAAAAAHM/V1XVDRf1GA8/s400/maresme_clip_image002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SP9PWJzY31I/AAAAAAAAAFc/n6tkuJtU-O0/s1600-h/maresme_clip_image002.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div align="center">La primera vegada que em va parlar, </div><div align="center">va ser amb el mar com a jutge,</div><div align="center">just allà pactarem una amistad, </div><div align="center">amb accent porteny i amb acent català</div><div align="center">La excusa amb que ens citavem, hi era, en teoria, un ron cremat, </div><div align="center">però el missatge en joc, molt més profunt</div><div align="center">Ella potser mai ho reconegui, però el pacte es va fer, si no hagués sigut així,</div><div align="center">jo no me l'hauria portat marcat al meu pais.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><br /><div align="right"><em>a tamar</em></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-5664453158342109801?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-4234801679377730902008-10-22T11:15:00.001-02:002008-10-23T10:20:05.280-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQBr7TpX7GI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bvlp1KP7-98/s1600-h/Inca-Trail.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260323031399001186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SQBr7TpX7GI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bvlp1KP7-98/s400/Inca-Trail.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SP8nfWV9saI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zUEhYk8D4ms/s1600-h/Inca-Trail.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-423480167937773090?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-19665143334261572172008-10-21T14:23:00.001-02:002008-10-21T14:26:27.377-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SP4Ca9KyuZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4CBJ5vuaUgk/s1600-h/tintin.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259644076935002514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SP4Ca9KyuZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4CBJ5vuaUgk/s320/tintin.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-1966514333426157217?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-86065521735728460092008-10-21T13:31:00.000-02:002008-10-21T13:34:12.038-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SP32af7A_5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/VLfOAuK14jw/s1600-h/5518.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259630874944667538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SP32af7A_5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/VLfOAuK14jw/s320/5518.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8606552173572846009?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-80079768399264369492008-10-21T12:14:00.001-02:002008-10-21T14:01:02.455-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SP3j3AuUrNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/idHpOizNcdM/s1600-h/shui.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259610474065210578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SP3j3AuUrNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/idHpOizNcdM/s320/shui.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">如果你想嚐試美味的中國膳食，應該試一試這些東西</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8007976839926436949?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-84672856434758092202008-10-17T10:24:00.000-03:002008-10-17T10:26:12.597-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SPiSWc-vQTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/__HyxVoQsmg/s1600-h/metro.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258113479389167922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SPiSWc-vQTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/__HyxVoQsmg/s320/metro.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div align="right"><em>a Madrid</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8467285643475809220?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-20319799451306987712008-10-16T10:57:00.001-03:002008-10-16T11:02:32.382-03:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257751127461262754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SPdIyy289aI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rbSNpBmEUw0/s320/Valpo1.bmp" border="0" /><br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257751138275813634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SPdIzbJV6QI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4F6LkEVCDAc/s320/Valpo2.bmp" border="0" /><br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257751140015143138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SPdIzhoB-OI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RYTr1hWg0Lk/s320/Valpo3.bmp" border="0" /><br /><div align="right"><em>a ale</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-2031979945130698771?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-27841663450270343972008-10-16T01:38:00.001-03:002008-10-16T15:42:35.542-03:00<div align="right"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SPbFa7XfTkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7raY4Rc0F0M/s1600-h/2008_guide_puerto_rico.jpg"></a><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"><em></em></div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"> </div><div align="right"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257606681405115970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SPbFa7XfTkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7raY4Rc0F0M/s320/2008_guide_puerto_rico.jpg" border="0" /></em></div><div align="right"><em></em> </div><div align="right"><em>a naty</em><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-2784166345027034397?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-53031984318664412002008-10-16T01:24:00.000-03:002008-10-16T01:29:14.700-03:00<div align="center"><em>"Hay que mirar la vida de frente, mirarla siempre de frente y conocerla por lo que es.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Al final, hay que conocerla, amarla por lo que es. Y luego, ponerla en su sitio"</em></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257603613831463586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SPbCoXw8AqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/u0TzqiOtik0/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-5303198431866441200?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-2892044080787154572008-10-12T21:28:00.000-03:002008-10-12T21:34:35.997-03:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256430006375068274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SPKXPbSwsnI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_OmWIlL1BsY/s320/La_leyenda_del_tiempo.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-289204408078715457?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-56880375239396807272008-10-08T15:04:00.001-03:002008-10-12T20:54:52.908-03:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256418947215745666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SPKNLsttYoI/AAAAAAAAADs/1UKz_AD3uMY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Extrañas conversaciones, olor a verano, sonrisas, caricias, besos... Un momento para recordar que no quieres que se escape jamás, miradas fugaces de breves instantes, acompañadas de risas, conversaciones rebuscadas, gestos... Toda una vida precipitada en un “Breve encuentro”.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-5688037523939680727?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-44474163069180128572008-10-08T14:18:00.000-03:002008-10-08T14:19:38.550-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOzrk6oB82I/AAAAAAAAADU/sJkAMwYQNAg/s1600-h/00327211.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254833884679500642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOzrk6oB82I/AAAAAAAAADU/sJkAMwYQNAg/s320/00327211.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOzrkziY08I/AAAAAAAAADc/0ezhCdPPo5w/s1600-h/8936471082_f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254833882776785858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOzrkziY08I/AAAAAAAAADc/0ezhCdPPo5w/s320/8936471082_f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Y ya lo tengo en chino...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-4447416306918012857?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-396606396378878122008-10-08T13:25:00.000-03:002008-10-08T13:28:45.369-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOzfoxS0tYI/AAAAAAAAADM/XEjPgeelzBA/s1600-h/arpadehierba.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254820756754576770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOzfoxS0tYI/AAAAAAAAADM/XEjPgeelzBA/s320/arpadehierba.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Se trata de un pequeño retazo de literatura donde, a modo de metáfora anecdótica, se relata la crisis ante el desmoronamiento de los patrones morales establecidos en un pueblo.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-39660639637887812?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-50820814123088265892008-10-08T10:48:00.000-03:002008-10-08T10:52:42.073-03:00<div align="center">De esta alternancia entre realidad urbana e introspección espiritual emergen la poesía, la armonía visual que conquistan a todo espectador sensible.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254780224011340802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOy6xdDxjAI/AAAAAAAAADE/1__siWugLEo/s320/Cafe01.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-5082081412308826589?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-39516241600445873032008-10-07T15:59:00.000-03:002008-10-23T15:33:47.464-02:00<div align="center"><em>"El viaje de Chihiro no es un viaje a diferentes lugares del mundo, es un viaje al interior de uno mismo, hacia el punto exacto donde todos dejamos de ser niños pero que siempre permanecerá dentro de nosotros."</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254488974238365794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOux4fGvOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/17-SdX9zLDM/s320/sen.bmp" border="0" /><br /><div align="right"><em>a Marce</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-3951624160044587303?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-88669184246425812482008-10-07T15:45:00.001-03:002008-10-08T15:46:18.120-03:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254485106430626770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOuuXWZgy9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/k2m_QInZ9Zo/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8866918424642581248?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-19379704968506041842008-10-07T12:42:00.001-03:002008-10-07T12:44:05.191-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOuDq73HpwI/AAAAAAAAACs/7zq1ZMPATw8/s1600-h/hable.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254438163904440066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOuDq73HpwI/AAAAAAAAACs/7zq1ZMPATw8/s320/hable.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">...es un auténtico choque entre dos mundos, entre dos universos opuestos de concepciones sobre la ilimitada fe en la vida y sobre el incalculable poder del amor...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-1937970496850604184?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-22768417950056393362008-10-07T11:42:00.000-03:002008-10-07T11:46:11.208-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOt2DuenqyI/AAAAAAAAACk/f2nxt3UORe4/s1600-h/tiempo.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254423196645960482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOt2DuenqyI/AAAAAAAAACk/f2nxt3UORe4/s320/tiempo.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Aquí comienzan a barajarse todas las posibles explicaciones para el amor/desamor. Las diferencias sutiles y no tanto entre engañar/ser engañado y mentir/que te mientan/mentirse. Cuestiones que irónicamente parecen ir de la mano en la mayoría de nuestras relaciones.</em></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-2276841795005639336?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-69652680456530679172008-10-01T09:56:00.000-03:002008-10-01T09:58:15.453-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONz2Kjn-II/AAAAAAAAAB8/tSb-dmKPhYg/s1600-h/li3.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168964828035202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONz2Kjn-II/AAAAAAAAAB8/tSb-dmKPhYg/s320/li3.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONz2PgAxeI/AAAAAAAAACE/AQgsoeEP0JM/s1600-h/li5.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168966155060706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONz2PgAxeI/AAAAAAAAACE/AQgsoeEP0JM/s320/li5.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONz2ROpgZI/AAAAAAAAACM/NoLppF6jpQA/s1600-h/li11.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168966619103634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONz2ROpgZI/AAAAAAAAACM/NoLppF6jpQA/s320/li11.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONz2XiO3KI/AAAAAAAAACU/Jx6dX2DQTOM/s1600-h/li17.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168968311856290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONz2XiO3KI/AAAAAAAAACU/Jx6dX2DQTOM/s320/li17.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONz2kY7iMI/AAAAAAAAACc/mhd2Jk0NYKk/s1600-h/li19.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168971762501826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONz2kY7iMI/AAAAAAAAACc/mhd2Jk0NYKk/s320/li19.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-6965268045653067917?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-9302796409196839942008-10-01T09:55:00.005-03:002008-10-01T09:55:48.574-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzTW6C9FI/AAAAAAAAABs/Mo80WNdYbj0/s1600-h/880178.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168366847882322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzTW6C9FI/AAAAAAAAABs/Mo80WNdYbj0/s320/880178.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzTnFWPDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/YJwZlmnEee4/s1600-h/887534.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168371190250546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzTnFWPDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/YJwZlmnEee4/s320/887534.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-930279640919683994?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-12211937363813429242008-10-01T09:53:00.001-03:002008-10-01T09:55:09.384-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzFatoi2I/AAAAAAAAABE/_gQ-LaddEq0/s1600-h/860426.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168127351393122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzFatoi2I/AAAAAAAAABE/_gQ-LaddEq0/s320/860426.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzFmcWGSI/AAAAAAAAABM/ry1sked3Xxk/s1600-h/860953.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168130500106530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzFmcWGSI/AAAAAAAAABM/ry1sked3Xxk/s320/860953.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzFgnpT3I/AAAAAAAAABU/3jUiZ7IGGKM/s1600-h/867164.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168128936890226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzFgnpT3I/AAAAAAAAABU/3jUiZ7IGGKM/s320/867164.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzF5qVNYI/AAAAAAAAABc/CtXchtco6II/s1600-h/874580.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168135659042178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzF5qVNYI/AAAAAAAAABc/CtXchtco6II/s320/874580.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzF-cGAjI/AAAAAAAAABk/b6qfRsYT3qg/s1600-h/876821.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168136941503026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONzF-cGAjI/AAAAAAAAABk/b6qfRsYT3qg/s320/876821.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-1221193736381342924?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-12966938419782137982008-10-01T09:46:00.001-03:002008-10-08T13:31:41.293-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONxUyNFsjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ojsjyXvsD8o/s1600-h/chagall.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252166192332124722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SONxUyNFsjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ojsjyXvsD8o/s320/chagall.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div>El chivo que toca el violin...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-1296693841978213798?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-81063214096609388972008-10-01T09:41:00.001-03:002008-10-01T09:41:49.124-03:00“Lo malo era que en el fondo él estaba bastante contento de sentirse así, de no haber vuelto, de estar siempre de ida aunque no supiera a dónde”<br /><br />“Pero cuántas veces había cumplido el mismo ciclo en montones de esquinas y cafés de tantas ciudades, cuántas veces había llegado a conclusiones parecidas”<br /><br /><div align="left">“En el fondo sabía que no se puede ir más allá porque no lo hay”</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-8106321409660938897?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-25412052083007284172008-10-01T00:14:00.000-03:002008-10-01T00:17:13.019-03:00<div align="center">Pero casi todos los sueños empiezan por que una furia interior derrumba las puertas... los sueños son la mente del alma, nuestra verdad escondida.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-2541205208300728417?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-78002158065682037312008-09-30T15:24:00.001-03:002008-09-30T15:24:50.307-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOJu649u8aI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oRkwYpsRSgI/s1600-h/Haiku.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251882073470202274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOJu649u8aI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oRkwYpsRSgI/s320/Haiku.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7800215806568203731?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-71276521045095292962008-09-30T11:55:00.000-03:002008-09-30T13:54:43.369-03:00<div align="center">Il y a des gens qui pensent que les enfants sont une affaire d’un jour. Mais non. C’est pour cela que c’est si terrible de voir le sang d’un enfant versé sur le sol. Une fontaine qui coule pendant une minute mais qui à nous nous a couté des années. Lorsque j’ai découvert mon fils, il était allongé au milieu de la route. J’ai mouillé mes mains de son sang et me les suis léchées, car c’était comme mon propre sang. Les animaux se lèchent, n’est-ce pas ? Cela ne m’a pas dégouté, tu ne sais pas ce que c’est. Dans une urne de cristal et de topaze je déposerai la terre imprégnée de son sang…</div><p align="right"><br /><em>a Eva</em></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-7127652104509529296?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-42404881244409244702008-09-30T11:44:00.001-03:002008-09-30T13:54:28.639-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOI7ZywoXmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DxeAyJpt_Ug/s1600-h/Mushishi_01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251825429775933026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOI7ZywoXmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DxeAyJpt_Ug/s320/Mushishi_01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="right"><em>a Toti</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-4240488124440924470?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-7645574853229728492008-09-30T10:15:00.000-03:002008-10-12T21:17:19.863-03:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>Barcelona, archivo de la cortesía, albergue de los extranjeros, hospital de los pobres, patria de los valientes, venganza de los ofendidos y correspondencia grata de firmes amistades, y en sitio y en belleza, única.</em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251803702248784562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOInpFaewrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gVfOI7D-GKg/s320/1126941881_d11090eb89.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251803517437535458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOIneU8C5OI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Fd7o5jp-mWg/s320/foto13302.jpg" border="0" /></em></span></div><p></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251803925942649746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOIn2GvQQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/S8yLgvoEzkk/s320/recuerdo.jpg" border="0" /></p><p></p><p align="right"><em>a Yage</em></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-764557485322972849?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-20447798073342026802008-09-29T22:03:00.000-03:002008-09-30T13:55:10.399-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOGVyD2nKCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ontHscfQrJo/s1600-h/3_iron.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251643327751071778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6RVsshD738/SOGVyD2nKCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ontHscfQrJo/s320/3_iron.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">우리가 살고 있는 세상이 꿈인지 현실인지 알 수가 없다</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>a mi</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-2044779807334202680?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038749249193129396.post-17228710552217533302008-09-29T21:50:00.000-03:002008-10-08T11:54:31.988-03:00"Por causas ajenas a su voluntad, dos de las actrices que diariamente triunfan sobre este escenario hoy no pueden estar aquí, pobrecillas. Así que se suspende la función. A los que quieran se les devolverá el dinero de la entrada pero a los que no tengan nada mejor que hacer y pa' una vez que venís al teatro, es una pena que os vayais. Si os quedais, yo prometo entreteneros contando la historia de mi vida. Adiós, lo siento eh. Si les aburro hagan como que roncan, asi: Grrrrr !!! yo me cosco enseguida y para nada heris mi sensibilidad eh, de verdad!Me llaman la Agrado, porque toda mi vida solo he pretendido hacerle la vida agradable a los demás. Además de agradable, soy muy auténtica, miren que cuerpo, todo hecho a medida, rasgado de ojos 80.000, nariz 200, tiradas a la basura porque un año después me la pusieron asi de otro palizón... ya sé que me da mucha personalidad pero si llego a saberlo no me la toco. Tetas 2, porque no soy ningún monstruo, 70 cada una pero estas las tengo ya super amortizás. Silicona en labios, frente, pómulos, caderas y culo. El litro cuesta unas 100.000, asi que echar las cuentas porque yo, ya las he perdio... Limadura de mandibula 75.000, depilación definitiva en laser, porque la mujer también viene del mono bueno, tanto o más que el hombre!, 60.000 por sesión. Depende de lo barbuda que una sea lo normal es de 2 a 4 sesiones, pero si eres folclorica, necesitas más claro... bueno, lo que les estaba diciendo, que cuesta mucho ser auténtica, señora, y en estas cosas no hay que ser rácana, porque una es más auténtica cuanto más se parece a lo que ha soñado de si misma"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038749249193129396-1722871055221753330?l=vivodelpasado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vivo del Pasadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05315909753784469057noreply@blogger.com0