tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68759185013135386302024-02-06T18:45:56.993-08:00Azar E DadosUn blog é unha cousa privada, cada un faino para si mesmoAdriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.comBlogger111125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-72679971314115357962009-06-12T12:02:00.001-07:002009-06-12T12:02:33.692-07:00STEREO RAKETA<object width="400" height="300"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5020758&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5020758&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/5020758">STEREO RAKETA (minimix)</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user451040">StereoNoize</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-6647044000571135102009-06-12T12:01:00.001-07:002009-06-12T12:01:41.057-07:00<object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5065285&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5065285&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/5065285">MK12 // Swiss International Air: LX Forty English</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user1170216">MK12</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-2131090079581741372009-06-09T06:40:00.000-07:002009-06-09T06:47:49.754-07:00La ciencia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWGeVtms4Ep5mjJj-lN1V24vBLF77rVzRK4VW2Pq-H5aDV-6RM2ztAVS7jo8X71x_u3sYTr71v_AsZKWnTm1Z4wfog5tGJDtP1gJbaIODoT8seDHeCbpCZbkcJNDrKHDmM4e6r2cXQFiH9/s1600-h/dali_does_escher.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWGeVtms4Ep5mjJj-lN1V24vBLF77rVzRK4VW2Pq-H5aDV-6RM2ztAVS7jo8X71x_u3sYTr71v_AsZKWnTm1Z4wfog5tGJDtP1gJbaIODoT8seDHeCbpCZbkcJNDrKHDmM4e6r2cXQFiH9/s400/dali_does_escher.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345323882216933970" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="font-size:180%;"><br />La ciencia no nos<br /><br />ha enseñado aún<br /><br />si la locura es o no<br /></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:180%;"> <br />lo más sublime<br /><br />de la inteligencia. </span></div>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-92031517337269824322009-06-06T13:46:00.001-07:002009-06-06T13:46:58.082-07:00Modul<object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5000098&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5000098&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/5000098">Modul</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/zhestkov">Zhestkov</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-92027702151729324982009-06-04T13:29:00.001-07:002009-06-04T13:30:18.239-07:00Acuarela de Hugo Pratt<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwoPe2y-8zyKOXMbjVtDj98NnPOwa5ivk4equ1Ggt9GjgpNtRMSkCpL3MKiI3Da320zEWxqy-YSOgjpzalbuLvTmPn4M9Iz0QiNVSjkavxAPg56DoZU6sEONlNyFfyqIeDufWU9qdUv8gC/s1600-h/Mujeres+108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwoPe2y-8zyKOXMbjVtDj98NnPOwa5ivk4equ1Ggt9GjgpNtRMSkCpL3MKiI3Da320zEWxqy-YSOgjpzalbuLvTmPn4M9Iz0QiNVSjkavxAPg56DoZU6sEONlNyFfyqIeDufWU9qdUv8gC/s400/Mujeres+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343572387626505682" border="0" /></a>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-61990897580776800822009-06-01T09:41:00.000-07:002009-06-01T09:42:06.989-07:00Stand by Me<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O4_ghOG9JQM&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O4_ghOG9JQM&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-81690717797979553142009-06-01T09:16:00.000-07:002009-06-01T09:23:21.094-07:00A vida<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidzCd1l3c3p1YcxnGZatScWqHNjpjwBzaA3RAwQN0XWikENiWZq7pUyZCk-9pUhRWzi_4EuV2CiQbE_P0OBlFQrO_SASS6SWMa7btFybB9MryanMM41OT0ZV9WvcFsWPsSgY3DIhMPfate/s1600-h/1006085.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidzCd1l3c3p1YcxnGZatScWqHNjpjwBzaA3RAwQN0XWikENiWZq7pUyZCk-9pUhRWzi_4EuV2CiQbE_P0OBlFQrO_SASS6SWMa7btFybB9MryanMM41OT0ZV9WvcFsWPsSgY3DIhMPfate/s400/1006085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342395067258700306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Web do autor: http://autoliniers.blogspot.com/<br /></span><br /><img src="file:///tmp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" />Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-43034223218701437192009-06-01T09:13:00.000-07:002009-06-01T09:15:07.240-07:00Sorry I'm Late<object width="400" height="226"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4862670&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4862670&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="226"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/4862670">Sorry I'm Late</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user1815145">Tomas Mankovsky</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-52087994954697832542009-06-01T09:06:00.002-07:002009-06-01T09:12:10.620-07:00Portas do teu corpo<span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:-1;"><span class="unknown">Oh</span> portas do teu corpo<br />Son nove e abrinas todas<br /><span class="unknown">Oh</span> portas do teu corpo<br />Son nove e para min volvéronse pechar todas<br /><br />Na primeira porta<br />A Clara Razón morreu<br />Era acórdaste? o primeiro día en Niza<br />O teu ollo esquerdo así como unha cobra deslízase<br />Ata o meu corazón<br />E que se volva abrir de novo a porta da túa mirada esquerda<br /><br />Na segunda porta<br />Morreu toda a miña forza<br />Era acórdaste? nun albergue en <span class="unknown">Cagnes</span><br />O teu ollo dereito palpitaba como o meu corazón<br />As túas pálpebras latexaban como na brisa latexan as flores<br />E que se volva abrir de novo a porta da túa mirada dereita<br /><br />Na terceira porta<br />Escoita latexar a aorta<br />E todas as miñas arterias inchadas polo teu só amor<br />E que se volva abrir de novo a porta do teu oído esquerdo<br /><br />Na cuarta porta<br />Escóltanme todas as primaveras<br />E aguzando o oído escóitase do bonito bosque<br />Subir esta canción de amor e dos niños<br />Tan triste para os soldados que están na guerra<br />E que se volva abrir de novo a porta do teu oído dereito<br /><br />Na quinta porta<br />É a miña vida que che traio<br />Era acórdaste? no tren que volvía de <span class="unknown">Grasse</span><br />E na sombra moi preto moi <span class="unknown">bajito</span><br />A túa boca dicíame<br />Palabras de condenación tan perversas e tan tenras<br />Que pregunto á miña alma ferida<br />Como puiden oílas sen morrer<br /><span class="unknown">Oh</span> palabras tan doce tan fortes que cando o penso me parece tocalas<br />E que se abra de novo a porta da túa boca<br /><br />Na sexta porta<br />A túa xestación de putrefacción <span class="unknown">oh</span> <span class="unknown">Guerra</span> está a abortar<br />Velaquí todas as primaveras coas súas flores<br />Velaquí as catedrais co seu incenso<br />Velaquí as túas axilas co seu divino olor<br />E as túas cartas perfumadas que ulo<br />Durante horas<br />E que se volva abrir de novo a porta do lado esquerdo do teu nariz<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:-1;">Na sétima porta<br /><span class="unknown">Oh</span> perfumes do pasado que a corrente de aire se leva<br />Os efluvios salinos daban aos teus labios o sabor do mar<br />Olor mariño olor de amor baixo as nosas ventás morríase o mar<br />E o olor das laranxeiras envolvíate de amor<br />Mentres nos meus brazos te anicabas<br />Quieta e calada<br />E que se volva abrir de novo a porta do lado dereito do teu nariz<br /><br />Na oitava porta<br />Dous anxos bochudos coidan das rosas trementes que soportan<br />O ceo exquisito da túa cintura elástica<br />E teño me aquí armado cun látego feito con raios de lúa<br />Os amores coroados con xacinto chegan en tropel.<br />E que se volva abrir de novo a porta da túa alma<br /><br />Coa novena porta<br />É preciso que saia o amor mesmo<br />Vida da miña vida<br />Me xunto contigo para a eternidade<br />E polo amor perfecto e sen ira<br />Chegaremos á paixón pura e perversa<br />Segundo o que queiramos<br />A todo saber a todo ver a todo oír<br />Eu renuncieime no segredo profundo do teu amor<br /><span class="unknown">Oh</span> porta <span class="unknown">umbrosa</span> <span class="unknown">oh</span> porta de coral viva<br />Entre dúas columnas de perfección<br />E que se volva abrir de novo a porta que as túas mans saben abrir tan ben</span>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-55485745230626503742009-06-01T09:06:00.001-07:002009-06-01T09:06:37.022-07:00Improvisation<object width="400" height="400"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4868206&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4868206&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="400"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/4868206">Improvisation 2</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/fredoviola">Fredo Viola</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-19777733501661665082009-06-01T08:49:00.000-07:002009-06-01T09:06:09.008-07:00<span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:180%;" ><br /><br /><br />Ata cando imos seguir crendo<br /><br />que a felicidade<br /><br />non é máis que un dos xogos da ilusión?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-44780898013888184272009-06-01T08:46:00.000-07:002009-06-01T08:49:10.166-07:00Taxi Taxi : Fifty Three<object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4608647&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4608647&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/4608647">Taxi Taxi : Fifty Three</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user1736351">Ian Hutchinson</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-18971025517010154802009-06-01T08:42:00.000-07:002009-06-01T08:46:25.928-07:00El arpa y la sombra<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Atrás quedaron las ochenta y siete lámparas del Altar de la Confesión, cuyas llamas se habían</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;">estremecido más de una vez, aquella mañana, entre sus cristalerías puestas a vibrar de concierto con<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">los triunfales acentos del Tedeum cantado por las fornidas voces de la cantoría pontifical; levemente<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">fueron cerradas las monumentales puertas y, en la capilla del Santo Sacramento, que parecía sumida<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">en penumbras crepusculares para quienes salían de las esplendorosas luces de la basílica, la silla<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">gestatoria, pasada de hombros a manos, quedó a tres palmos del suelo. Los flabelli plantaron las<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">astas de sus altos abanicos de plumas en el astillero, y empezó el lento viaje de Su Santidad a través<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">de las innumerables estancias que aún la separaban de sus apartamentos privados, al paso de los<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">porteadores, vestidos de encarnado, que flexionaban las rodillas cuando hubiese de pasarse bajo una<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">puerta de bajo dintel. A ambos lados del largo, larguísimo camino, seguido entre paredes de salas y<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">galerías, pasaban óleos oscuros, retablos ensombrecidos por el tiempo, tanicerías apagadas en sus<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">tintes, que mostraban acaso, para quien los mirara con curiosidad de forasteros visitantes, alegorías<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">mitológicas, sonadas victorias de la fe, orantes rostros de bienaventurados o episodios de ejemplares<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">hagiografías, </span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"></span>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-92065804508288647962009-06-01T06:44:00.001-07:002009-06-01T07:06:44.471-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMfpCdoh5T4L_vmkbTI7KuwYvTKIhVG8ruJYs7JPERjzJbUIcZpCQKEhXYbB3Jad1iK9NYC_Cv-rwqaLpgIY4J_EMG1nyTmGQWJeIUTlbn7EXWLN1z3w45K9SIhuDAOffiK8zfK7IkXah3/s1600-h/y1pGynK3LZCJhE6I6IGnl2kwAhwsdBtsJdZIiYCe6ZElcc7dOq16P8yIRBjicSyU7lqqEEV82WDove5djznPqPeO6LR0HqNaFyI.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 236px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMfpCdoh5T4L_vmkbTI7KuwYvTKIhVG8ruJYs7JPERjzJbUIcZpCQKEhXYbB3Jad1iK9NYC_Cv-rwqaLpgIY4J_EMG1nyTmGQWJeIUTlbn7EXWLN1z3w45K9SIhuDAOffiK8zfK7IkXah3/s400/y1pGynK3LZCJhE6I6IGnl2kwAhwsdBtsJdZIiYCe6ZElcc7dOq16P8yIRBjicSyU7lqqEEV82WDove5djznPqPeO6LR0HqNaFyI.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342360116757138178" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Non é filósofo<br /><br />quen tendo unha<br /><br />filosofía na cabeza<br /><br />non a ten ademáis no<br /><br />corazón.</span>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-41361823261956703322009-05-29T02:02:00.000-07:002009-05-29T02:03:18.311-07:00Playing For Change War No More Trouble<object width="400" height="230"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4396617&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4396617&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="230"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/4396617">Playing For Change | "War/No More Trouble" - Song Around The World</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/concord">Concord Music Group</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-31178155389673542392009-05-25T09:33:00.001-07:002009-05-25T09:33:52.187-07:00The Land Eaters<object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4253983&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4253983&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/4253983">The Land Eaters</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/bray">Brandon Ray</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-56452056043950810332009-05-23T11:37:00.000-07:002009-05-23T11:39:55.858-07:00Recomendación musical<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PIIvdbHm0j0&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PIIvdbHm0j0&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />A sensualidade de oriente feita música .Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-42608038037269537102009-05-23T01:19:00.000-07:002009-05-23T01:20:31.842-07:00O corazón que ríe<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/va1t6a0zCkQ&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/va1t6a0zCkQ&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-74787953866301341162009-05-21T11:30:00.000-07:002009-05-21T11:34:56.216-07:00Miradas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo1bCe0a8NITmE01-DmkVuqsRW9bYFLGtAXojNm3BeHIRh5QyjiqDwC3PoqUjtRelJHiyQXApOIz2r2C5072eyBgzEJWljEdxU5I2W4vCPOgr1jsPrgcVZlAAf6MgT-cDveYuZogvOwO4D/s1600-h/eye.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 247px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo1bCe0a8NITmE01-DmkVuqsRW9bYFLGtAXojNm3BeHIRh5QyjiqDwC3PoqUjtRelJHiyQXApOIz2r2C5072eyBgzEJWljEdxU5I2W4vCPOgr1jsPrgcVZlAAf6MgT-cDveYuZogvOwO4D/s400/eye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338346962712594098" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:130%;" >Quen non comprende<br /><br />unha mirada tampouco<br /><br />comprenderá unha longa<br /><br />explicación.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-29172658016969227182009-05-20T12:06:00.000-07:002009-05-20T12:09:36.381-07:00La vie, c'est comme une dent<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO5eUT43yc2FJx4CF24lxmm4c10UYYJxs6jQ_JQOj9BUh2NRy3BhLAwFyD6qnIaBHD7zj8DoV3nPWzORWQYP5Lk3RFWmGErJAMnYcrnVbsIufU9Aaht9b5MYYMXyxI0vayxKBnZaCYbgvR/s1600-h/BORIS+VIAN.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 397px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO5eUT43yc2FJx4CF24lxmm4c10UYYJxs6jQ_JQOj9BUh2NRy3BhLAwFyD6qnIaBHD7zj8DoV3nPWzORWQYP5Lk3RFWmGErJAMnYcrnVbsIufU9Aaht9b5MYYMXyxI0vayxKBnZaCYbgvR/s400/BORIS+VIAN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337985313501995298" border="0" /></a><br /><a name="La_vie"><strong><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" >La vie</span></strong></a><strong><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" >, c'est comme une dent...</span></strong><strong><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" ></span></strong><br /><br /><a name="La_vie">La vie</a>, c'est comme une dent<br />D'abord on y a pas pensé<br />On s'est contenté de mâcher<br />Ça vous fait mal, et on y tient<br />Et on la soigne et les soucis<br />Et pour qu'on soit vraiment guéri<br />Il faut vous l'arracher, la vie.Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-9484589637788534422009-05-19T10:40:00.001-07:002009-05-19T10:40:23.386-07:00The lemon tree<object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3372228&server=vimeo.com&show_title=0&show_byline=0&show_portrait=0&color=ffffff&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3372228&server=vimeo.com&show_title=0&show_byline=0&show_portrait=0&color=ffffff&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/3372228">The Lemon Tree</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/wocco">William Campbell</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-85138933775913000872009-05-19T10:39:00.001-07:002009-05-19T10:39:33.076-07:00SECTA CHAMELEON - MORE THAN A FEELIN<object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3421240&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3421240&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/3421240">SECTA CHAMELEON - MORE THAN A FEELIN'</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user643208">Emil Goodman</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-79205966383219929832009-05-19T10:37:00.000-07:002009-05-19T10:38:00.404-07:00The magic Hour<object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2936906&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2936906&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/2936906">The Magic Hour</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user557781">Ray Paunovich</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-73673018841867052022009-05-19T10:31:00.000-07:002009-05-19T10:35:10.501-07:00Benedetti<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdfZc02MXIbQhishRo2S0XYPJNImci7bqn9K2CpLIdf7bYMO5lYRPk6VzenCmGafi6i67BO5dpqVStnb5LvpF-EhEm7PtSUgkG3j58BoNcQtRXPNVA6hUVFv-8KRvGRAYS0ZNvY8Sa0K8k/s1600-h/20060922032720-benedetti.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdfZc02MXIbQhishRo2S0XYPJNImci7bqn9K2CpLIdf7bYMO5lYRPk6VzenCmGafi6i67BO5dpqVStnb5LvpF-EhEm7PtSUgkG3j58BoNcQtRXPNVA6hUVFv-8KRvGRAYS0ZNvY8Sa0K8k/s400/20060922032720-benedetti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337589958897819042" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Compañera,usted sabe<br />que puede contar conmigo,<br />no hasta dos ni hasta diez<br />sino contar conmigo.<br />Si algunas veces advierte<br />que la miro a los ojos,<br />y una veta de amor<br />reconoce en los míos,<br />no alerte sus fusiles<br />ni piense que deliro;<br />a pesar de la veta,<br />o tal vez porque existe,<br />usted puede contar conmigo.<br />Si otras veces me encuentra<br />huraño sin motivo,<br />no piense que es flojera<br />igual puede contar conmigo.<br />Pero hagamos un trato:yo quisiera<br />contar con usted,es tan lindo<br />saber que usted existe,<br />uno se siente vivo; y cuando digo esto<br />quiero decir contar<br />aunque sea hasta dos,<br />aunque sea hasta cinco.<br />No ya para que acuda<br />presurosa en mi auxilio,<br />sino para saber a ciencia cierta<br />que usted sabe que puede<br />contar conmigo.Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875918501313538630.post-27421476460219061792009-05-19T03:11:00.001-07:002009-05-19T10:31:37.150-07:00Caricatura Kind of Blue<h5><br /></h5><h5><br /></h5><h5><br /></h5><h5><br /></h5><h5><br /></h5><h5><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzDc1i_dLsX97ZEM0Ymw1asoOTbou4-ypEhs6gjBut2hOTGg47H3fxrq01IyoMoMMKfyGV_PgDGuQ0c7xZFyA4_Jkh1zPPHwO6zwr463USXXEEsq4433Z__EV0EgP6O1RJbut2vHnP59Hc/s1600-h/kindofblue1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzDc1i_dLsX97ZEM0Ymw1asoOTbou4-ypEhs6gjBut2hOTGg47H3fxrq01IyoMoMMKfyGV_PgDGuQ0c7xZFyA4_Jkh1zPPHwO6zwr463USXXEEsq4433Z__EV0EgP6O1RJbut2vHnP59Hc/s400/kindofblue1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337475924380000466" border="0" /></a></h5> <h5><br /></h5><h5><br /></h5><h5>Da esquerda para a dereita, <strong>Cannonball Adderley</strong> (sax alto), <strong>Bill Evans</strong> e <strong>Wynton Kelly</strong> (piano), <strong>Jimmy Cobb</strong> (bateria), <strong>Miles Davis</strong> (trompeta), <strong>Paul Chambers</strong> (contrabaixo) e <strong>John Coltrane</strong> (sax-tenor).</h5>Adriánhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670569870765206128noreply@blogger.com0