tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236600042024-03-07T10:48:15.125+01:00Líneas entrópicasenter at your own riskCarmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.comBlogger212125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-33626993724653325702007-11-29T10:32:00.000+01:002007-12-18T13:39:37.299+01:00MUDANZAS<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Jw7g6pmvnNw3Y00ixCmUXsTSHIZQOeQpsh8TNXKznrdJoeC3X6LEddL9G3Cx537yIglYwJFzXPwg9oM3yAxdQCWy_ewqw0azAlycHZ6qFBGcmm4rE1nr45Unx0gA6nP9dyfJ/s1600-h/BASURA.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Jw7g6pmvnNw3Y00ixCmUXsTSHIZQOeQpsh8TNXKznrdJoeC3X6LEddL9G3Cx537yIglYwJFzXPwg9oM3yAxdQCWy_ewqw0azAlycHZ6qFBGcmm4rE1nr45Unx0gA6nP9dyfJ/s320/BASURA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138194903167364866" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">http://lineaentropica.blogspot.com</span>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-78217451798481089652007-10-11T10:15:00.000+02:002007-10-11T10:20:01.877+02:00GLOBALIZACIÓN<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia5S1rbSXDE-mkPljgJu3DgkNbyd8jUGmLe4_taKjaPp4E28XIOxGu8DBE33d2rA2PTnSXBa6mxtucbhi1r6jCIjiN-KTzjeRxFB4iuVAn54_cwpeKc0MWcM4pCs_LJ-W_DQeU/s1600-h/unk.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia5S1rbSXDE-mkPljgJu3DgkNbyd8jUGmLe4_taKjaPp4E28XIOxGu8DBE33d2rA2PTnSXBa6mxtucbhi1r6jCIjiN-KTzjeRxFB4iuVAn54_cwpeKc0MWcM4pCs_LJ-W_DQeU/s400/unk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119990130454389666" border="0" /></a>el ex-alcalde se suicida.<br />aprieta su cuello el cargador de su móvil<br />(lazado a un olivo).<br /><br />por las fuentes de andalucía corre agua agria, agua nueva.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[Imagen - UNK]</span><br /></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-45528464209711709732007-09-29T11:09:00.000+02:002007-09-29T15:36:56.550+02:00HÉROES<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSOQlJ7OtiBE5HNL7huVeoQqsQN24cwyOW880cEcNwATdvNeMYqmJN5q496Kl2NurhMOdyNQ1ogy7mIriLUlWnB_j_tkCR4_NdIpJ4NzIfumnI9oLhOdAO-_HzsrVecNcFmq74/s1600-h/heroes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSOQlJ7OtiBE5HNL7huVeoQqsQN24cwyOW880cEcNwATdvNeMYqmJN5q496Kl2NurhMOdyNQ1ogy7mIriLUlWnB_j_tkCR4_NdIpJ4NzIfumnI9oLhOdAO-_HzsrVecNcFmq74/s400/heroes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115557105433407010" border="0" /></a>¿qué peligros han extirpado esta vez?<br />descansan como villanos muertos todos tus errores.<br /><br />el lado oscuro de los héroes fracasa escondido.<br />pensándolo bien,<br />no es tan distinto de los hospitales vacíos,<br />de los laboratorios abandonados.<br />ni siquiera es peor que su mejor margen.<br /><br />¿qué han destruido, qué han salvado?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[Imagen: 7uanka y Spring]<br /></span><div style="text-align: right;">encuentra que queda de mí.<br /></div></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-49112423340216998612007-09-15T11:06:00.001+02:002007-09-15T11:12:56.147+02:00VOLVEMOS A SER TRES<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fVL-RoEfJD0LFkS31J5I2WoEcbgLu9CNkqms-SbnG57_hyphenhyphenDpePKb29KBfdswLL0lhC6DW3-eEJPUCh3anJ1Ea08iZDpRNgIWWk2dHsAhWh_987oOfNoUzmTbCT5oefTkFDmJ/s1600-h/P1010188.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fVL-RoEfJD0LFkS31J5I2WoEcbgLu9CNkqms-SbnG57_hyphenhyphenDpePKb29KBfdswLL0lhC6DW3-eEJPUCh3anJ1Ea08iZDpRNgIWWk2dHsAhWh_987oOfNoUzmTbCT5oefTkFDmJ/s320/P1010188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110355528594585698" border="0" /></a>el baño de madrugada es silencio otra vez.<br /><br />mientras, tabby se adueña de la casa.Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-32171617499480023902007-09-12T23:17:00.001+02:002007-09-12T23:21:30.616+02:00DESPUÉS DE TODO<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeVmfsNJTgJaVkbCefqMPhXQC9cK2BfeJSxEM38Lp9Q1Bw80cs1dWn52Hue6ZcKBuJKZzZ7yZbJ21JVd1nD257u0qDnFo0_SrYqZKTewUiVnnuNE5d-NxNU7jeEKa3msUOUs6O/s1600-h/bicitarifa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeVmfsNJTgJaVkbCefqMPhXQC9cK2BfeJSxEM38Lp9Q1Bw80cs1dWn52Hue6ZcKBuJKZzZ7yZbJ21JVd1nD257u0qDnFo0_SrYqZKTewUiVnnuNE5d-NxNU7jeEKa3msUOUs6O/s400/bicitarifa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109430096286283858" border="0" /></a>amamos la sorpresa, no importa el formato.<br /><br />después de todo siempre hay más.Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-77281300150594720312007-08-21T23:33:00.001+02:002007-08-23T10:25:42.682+02:00SWINGING LONDON [canned sunset]<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIu-difugxva9b9luGG5nFYwy6oreL9dfsM6wYOJRffzbqWdAmBylAKspZn8_LLLyBON3RK_iDoxyNJQfbLnvnMDvUaL89T3OpXWB_gLouhgfvIos6dZVJtZ5vg6eEyIE3V6Fi/s1600-h/6130.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIu-difugxva9b9luGG5nFYwy6oreL9dfsM6wYOJRffzbqWdAmBylAKspZn8_LLLyBON3RK_iDoxyNJQfbLnvnMDvUaL89T3OpXWB_gLouhgfvIos6dZVJtZ5vg6eEyIE3V6Fi/s400/6130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101270367781623378" border="0" /></a>atardeceres de lata.<br />los ladrones están advertidos: el circuito cerrado de televisión los espía.<br /><br />homesick.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[Imagen: Keith Arnatt]</span><br /></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-4089015619587638772007-08-20T10:32:00.001+02:002007-08-20T10:42:54.609+02:00SWINGING LONDON [black elvis]<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXPFMFH0DHp2n7P593MgWKTWmfcf57mOS6vUvaRXEn8zxSz7VR01cusi8WS2CIh5wG1vd2yDA8JinVQ5ke6XLJNqAwXwhDkE7mPmeev8PaQPb_8AlQRSeFbtEKlHs4XwNr-c2r/s1600-h/elvis1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXPFMFH0DHp2n7P593MgWKTWmfcf57mOS6vUvaRXEn8zxSz7VR01cusi8WS2CIh5wG1vd2yDA8JinVQ5ke6XLJNqAwXwhDkE7mPmeev8PaQPb_8AlQRSeFbtEKlHs4XwNr-c2r/s400/elvis1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100699433483998786" border="0" /></a><br />el negro que tenía el alma blanca<br />engatusaba a las damas en un bar del pacífico<br />en kennington road.Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-88919181349821450162007-08-18T14:18:00.001+02:002007-08-18T14:24:35.591+02:00SWINGING LONDON [comecocos]<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDIbMDsoBaGkXIrI_jKU-mzIypL5li0KITPgIxUCYQvDQ62zhyphenhyphen2V0__NV7EfhYoLsHsRA-ppsE5YJZnHjImNrH4BeEnzRprMY9oqp4_rqDDPwetBViwt0MRow4f0y6ypweoHB/s1600-h/P1010005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDIbMDsoBaGkXIrI_jKU-mzIypL5li0KITPgIxUCYQvDQ62zhyphenhyphen2V0__NV7EfhYoLsHsRA-ppsE5YJZnHjImNrH4BeEnzRprMY9oqp4_rqDDPwetBViwt0MRow4f0y6ypweoHB/s320/P1010005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100014536524142130" border="0" /></a>una chica de electromecánicas es pobre en londres.<br />nadie es alguien.<br />hemorragias de silencio en el bullicio.Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-31141798651723220682007-08-13T00:55:00.001+02:002007-08-13T01:11:21.536+02:00SWINGING LONDON [skyline]<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2YiwzfMjxd7gdM7BEwNvwIBjfypUeiyCk7Iktl4FpMvwJ2hLPU3oM-K9b9XSiGH6vmFd2X_cDe2tb9JK_aI5vHp9NqO7KYvmZZ5ohMXO7Z4TgGZb0IzCGqY7Z6ajfji2YK_6N/s1600-h/P1010132.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2YiwzfMjxd7gdM7BEwNvwIBjfypUeiyCk7Iktl4FpMvwJ2hLPU3oM-K9b9XSiGH6vmFd2X_cDe2tb9JK_aI5vHp9NqO7KYvmZZ5ohMXO7Z4TgGZb0IzCGqY7Z6ajfji2YK_6N/s320/P1010132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097953257281038018" border="0" /></a>el cielo es imprevisible.<br /><br />So:<br />every where you go,<br />always take the weather with you.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Things ain't cookin' in my kitchen</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Strange affliction wash over me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Julius Caesar and the Roman Empire</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Couldn't conquer the blue sky<br /></span><br />could I?<br />quizá ya no soy imprevisible, tal vez pueda conquistar mi mundo.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[Crowded House - Weather with you]</span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-71883156553420656782007-08-10T22:16:00.001+02:002007-08-10T22:28:13.199+02:00SWINGING LONDON [turistas]<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOQrxlP7g4qhdzE0UbjRv8Jn7b0o-uT6Re3RFJFC8W5QUn3p7VBoEYX8bmzW8FhrC-Lp-LW-6qYygReLIRWzbG7F5hopsuua87og0nGwwaAHsXelxyn0DV6yacgx1-HOdV5QsM/s1600-h/P7200054.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOQrxlP7g4qhdzE0UbjRv8Jn7b0o-uT6Re3RFJFC8W5QUn3p7VBoEYX8bmzW8FhrC-Lp-LW-6qYygReLIRWzbG7F5hopsuua87og0nGwwaAHsXelxyn0DV6yacgx1-HOdV5QsM/s320/P7200054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097170641225262754" border="0" /></a><br />Cómo desconcertar al visitante en cinco pasos:<br /><br />1. Compre usted aproximadamente un kilo de patatas.<br />2. Píntela con pintura plateada.<br />3. Hágase con unos bastoncillos para los oidos.<br />3. Aplíqueles la misma pintura.<br />4. Clave al menos diez bastoncillos ya decorados en cada una de las patatas.<br />5. Coloque una patata futurista encima de cada una de las paradas de autobús que encuentre a su paso.<br /><br />Voi-là!Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-3405199650748272512007-08-09T10:01:00.001+02:002007-08-09T10:17:17.263+02:00SWINGING LONDON [just walking]<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTpSgBZ4fYIdsl6yZLO_bxuHxxW3FdY3fl72AWnbrWcIEQVwItN0w2Utt6UYkpcB7BT3hmK9Rx1tMpmBwOxySmi-UZT4nGXoBUuwc3e0QS9UF2DuDMLr-rOv8j_iKyuov_Yc9c/s1600-h/P7200015.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTpSgBZ4fYIdsl6yZLO_bxuHxxW3FdY3fl72AWnbrWcIEQVwItN0w2Utt6UYkpcB7BT3hmK9Rx1tMpmBwOxySmi-UZT4nGXoBUuwc3e0QS9UF2DuDMLr-rOv8j_iKyuov_Yc9c/s200/P7200015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096608782193534578" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL8TnNinHaqcMqd95qlqF0lobtwvP0o4v1XhM928Z8v_S3fdSqBdpaIChyoKERl9yYp3syfC0TJT-NVqw9NyXufEWExsQdw5dVJTAstn64ki6hbmLUedQ4a9-poCr-RHXBHZc6/s1600-h/P7200016.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL8TnNinHaqcMqd95qlqF0lobtwvP0o4v1XhM928Z8v_S3fdSqBdpaIChyoKERl9yYp3syfC0TJT-NVqw9NyXufEWExsQdw5dVJTAstn64ki6hbmLUedQ4a9-poCr-RHXBHZc6/s200/P7200016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096609409258759810" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsr2BwMKQBF3yfiKGE9mXJ71mn6Y7GMOfgYFRc3qDvYZSTn1GutKx-f6vBz66wZgyAf0Jt9tFMMS9siwvdt-pu-WsHCAv9nVNrX7caExBH0cuemPpmqx6h6X0gM1_SCmHA9ZpN/s1600-h/P7200017.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsr2BwMKQBF3yfiKGE9mXJ71mn6Y7GMOfgYFRc3qDvYZSTn1GutKx-f6vBz66wZgyAf0Jt9tFMMS9siwvdt-pu-WsHCAv9nVNrX7caExBH0cuemPpmqx6h6X0gM1_SCmHA9ZpN/s200/P7200017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096610203827709586" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;">hoy deberíamos hacer algo.<br />national gallery o por el estilo.<br /></div></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-59411179220777069432007-08-07T01:30:00.000+02:002007-08-07T01:38:11.796+02:00SWINGING LONDON [lost in the city]<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIIIj0QQBT3C0S3gO7KUmD1QxWFm3DRt6PRiLibj8gBFS8YaE_0WtBd3KNLHz56CS3FbUH3nDUpgORmfyDjeKj-nRCPShmZYFLeu-vBh-t0jCyBjYx8YAeDMD_LWP2yhiUd-G8/s1600-h/P1010018.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIIIj0QQBT3C0S3gO7KUmD1QxWFm3DRt6PRiLibj8gBFS8YaE_0WtBd3KNLHz56CS3FbUH3nDUpgORmfyDjeKj-nRCPShmZYFLeu-vBh-t0jCyBjYx8YAeDMD_LWP2yhiUd-G8/s320/P1010018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095734790708536914" border="0" /></a>este sitio es cualquier lugar.<br />o todos los lugares.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">clases prácticas de desaparición en el colectivo.<br /></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-67355173308126969522007-08-05T23:26:00.000+02:002007-08-05T23:39:11.276+02:00SWINGING LONDON [departure/arrival]<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLVYb9BuiJwj48HMAJGO_9lt9h0zfuZO_8keTuo7vTdI3sDSKM3CvmxA6XisDdXFQY__GHuGOBMTMwaByqwEtgdGVE2frd8IIUjfzj2RXTgaH0yE6puAxH66-QkHrXo2nCG6un/s1600-h/P1010021.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLVYb9BuiJwj48HMAJGO_9lt9h0zfuZO_8keTuo7vTdI3sDSKM3CvmxA6XisDdXFQY__GHuGOBMTMwaByqwEtgdGVE2frd8IIUjfzj2RXTgaH0yE6puAxH66-QkHrXo2nCG6un/s320/P1010021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095332412402443842" border="0" /></a><br />mi primer día en Londres ha durado treinta y seis horas.<br />al borde de la muerte o de la beatificación.<br /><br /><br />la academia británica te enseña a hablar inglés.Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-54597576833461278292007-08-02T10:58:00.001+02:002007-08-02T11:00:49.323+02:00OBJETOS PROHIBIDOS<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgITh9AaFQvMbYer7Wb99juDfIQ7qtEBCCpUxoLDmS5afTvzkYvsZczBlKApcDl1ofgsgfGtR7ipt5z9RO6O10LcodXGHHbtkI_lvetmAbZK468q8_UlK-QSHGOYSRMTY3eQT1j/s1600-h/adrien_canyameras.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgITh9AaFQvMbYer7Wb99juDfIQ7qtEBCCpUxoLDmS5afTvzkYvsZczBlKApcDl1ofgsgfGtR7ipt5z9RO6O10LcodXGHHbtkI_lvetmAbZK468q8_UlK-QSHGOYSRMTY3eQT1j/s320/adrien_canyameras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094024998587737650" border="0" /></a>Armas de hoja afilada u objetos puntiagudos; artículos afilados o puntiagudos que puedan causar daño, incluidos hachas, flechas y dardos; crampones (piezas metálicas de sujeción, ganchos de hierro o suelas con clavos utilizadas en montañismo); arpones, hachas y punzones para el hielo; patines de hielo; navajas plegables o navajas automáticas independientemente de la longitud de la hoja; cuchillos, incluidos los cuchillos ceremoniales, con función religiosa o de caza fabricados en metal o cualquier material suficientemente resistente para poder ser utilizados como arma; cuchillos de carnicero y machetes; hojas de afeitar (con la excepción de las hojas de seguridad o de un solo uso que se encuentren dentro del envase); sables, espadas y puñales; escalpelos o bisturís; tijeras, independientemente de la longitud de la hoja; bastones de esquí o senderismo; estrellas ninja y herramientas de bricolaje que potencialmente puedan utilizarse como un arma con punta u hoja, tales como brocas, piezas de brocas, cúteres, cuchillos de uso doméstico, sierras de todo tipo, destornilladores, palancas, martillos, alicates, llaves/llaves inglesas y sopletes.<br /></div><br /><br />mi gozo en un pozo.<br />waiting for london.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[Imagen: Adrien Canyameras]</span><br /></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-22483316312869761552007-07-30T23:45:00.001+02:002007-07-30T23:49:38.634+02:00JUDAS SUPERSTAR<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIJOu63ZhAJmA5hCyiq2RJjqhe7dDKe5v7vW5MR3yydQhoa8y3t0qH6sq1ArD7QT8xh4MvGq8vdoaaj4asezy-dXYajXE67GqYQ4XBJ-iVSvdKyFD5ucQSzZO6JEAP0eQXlmFB/s1600-h/judas1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIJOu63ZhAJmA5hCyiq2RJjqhe7dDKe5v7vW5MR3yydQhoa8y3t0qH6sq1ArD7QT8xh4MvGq8vdoaaj4asezy-dXYajXE67GqYQ4XBJ-iVSvdKyFD5ucQSzZO6JEAP0eQXlmFB/s320/judas1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093109328740099618" border="0" /></a>Por obedecer destinos impuestos.<br />Condenado para siempre.<br />Yo seré tu cuna.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">Blasfemia para el cine,<br />salvación para una religión que no es la mía.<br /></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-88344225583984227072007-07-24T11:13:00.000+02:002007-07-26T00:48:39.486+02:00EGOÍSMO ALTRUISTA<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaQlqweC_zGNv9JxVe12JBLqW45v4ZOc-GV-8ESntSvrTelQDuJ35TC_OP6VJVoAKoGbSJTYWDpZVubKeR3nCeTTFlGX0qtaUyv-FtNa7APf9XTgctT80g9oZVmc6zA7pqW0st/s1600-h/Imagen+159.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaQlqweC_zGNv9JxVe12JBLqW45v4ZOc-GV-8ESntSvrTelQDuJ35TC_OP6VJVoAKoGbSJTYWDpZVubKeR3nCeTTFlGX0qtaUyv-FtNa7APf9XTgctT80g9oZVmc6zA7pqW0st/s320/Imagen+159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091269184361866754" border="0" /></a><br />"Te arrancaste entonces tus rizos favoritos, como David Copperfield, y por este camino has llegado a convertirte en lo que eres hoy: Un héroe salido de la pluma de Dostoievsky, un papá Karamazov presa de locura furiosa, un gigante aquejado de raquitismo, pasando de un extremo a otro, esforzándose por sufrir el universo entero, porque sufrir es sentir, y sentir abrazar a la vez el bien y el mal, por estrechar el infinito, por experimentar la vida."<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">y ahora digo que la suerte<br />no para en mi portal.<br />pero ya<br /> no dan pena las señoritas.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">[altruismo egoísta]<br /><br />(everybody hurts sometimes)<br /></div></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-32034640861056801662007-07-18T15:03:00.000+02:002007-07-18T15:10:28.801+02:00TRINCHERA Y VIEJA GLORIA<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikxEhWEIjlvnARkNPJhzhR9t-y5Bvh41w8zCwAUb0AYlZ1tLdRD6gZhyphenhyphenfRtGllOsoyVYd60a89nPSkbBKB16c9etLyQZ7leCh3ff-Xem6XxeG4dbJRRukIqbdVEFEGnXCeIPpW/s1600-h/mujeres3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikxEhWEIjlvnARkNPJhzhR9t-y5Bvh41w8zCwAUb0AYlZ1tLdRD6gZhyphenhyphenfRtGllOsoyVYd60a89nPSkbBKB16c9etLyQZ7leCh3ff-Xem6XxeG4dbJRRukIqbdVEFEGnXCeIPpW/s320/mujeres3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088523562331309442" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Nuestros padres no tenían banderas<br />y nosotros no tenemos dinero para grandes producciones.<br /><br />Lo que falta aquí es un buen ataque yanki que aúne a dos españas frente al enemigo.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">Banderas de vuestros padres.<br />Yo me refugio en la trinchera.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[Banderas de nuestros padres - Clint Eastwood]<br />[Raising Old Glory over Morro Castle - Thomas Edison]<br /></span></div></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-49520498101865212402007-07-13T10:24:00.000+02:002007-07-15T22:55:55.674+02:00LIMPIEZA PARA EL VERANO<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-mM1U4itOwE7gQegSdO-I2YvPHpjACgQfJNR2WHli9uahrZzg_HFLrIlzqJaVwp9eQY_TW31QC1MfnYCLsmxGVAEscAAP4fqap-ooNBLUVL7unDRhASKW_dj5MTEvwY8zAZJL/s1600-h/P1010225.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-mM1U4itOwE7gQegSdO-I2YvPHpjACgQfJNR2WHli9uahrZzg_HFLrIlzqJaVwp9eQY_TW31QC1MfnYCLsmxGVAEscAAP4fqap-ooNBLUVL7unDRhASKW_dj5MTEvwY8zAZJL/s320/P1010225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086595066180830578" border="0" /></a>Si por lo menos lloviera café en el campo.<br />Ojalá hubiera campo.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">.atrapada.<br /></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-6642035252597985342007-07-10T09:39:00.001+02:002007-07-10T13:09:18.499+02:00GONE WITH THE WIND<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZ5wd1Dj3P2d0Py2hoEugj0UberXC-DZ6mVfDFOLNK_6GG3DCRdaDXWa7YdM7QNrnznnaDi6F2SLyATJMfdHfynNl49OxYSs_uDERVL5aspGHJ9C43VCBDi-59zPFRjHQQ0Kx/s1600-h/P1010172.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZ5wd1Dj3P2d0Py2hoEugj0UberXC-DZ6mVfDFOLNK_6GG3DCRdaDXWa7YdM7QNrnznnaDi6F2SLyATJMfdHfynNl49OxYSs_uDERVL5aspGHJ9C43VCBDi-59zPFRjHQQ0Kx/s320/P1010172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085523637986884242" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span>el viento desfigura una perspectiva curva.<br />no es polar: está todavía al sur.<br /><br />¿seguir a dylan / the answer it's blowin'?<br />¿imitar a scarlett o'hara / sobrevivir con lo que el viento se llevó?<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[Imagen: GoandCo]</span><br /></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-11677823294578727202007-07-02T14:50:00.000+02:002007-07-03T00:21:17.938+02:00HERMANOS DE SANGRE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAAWnkmpSiPMRHKQH6C9f65Wnu46KMmQ1JuR38T95z_UBC4LJCY5a0LYUSWvYeSw2cFuCN2kr8wGIzsn-qQgcCxHWibtca8qjEYJT8i_HSPrQicAqPwPno5eihlAaMi1qZNWOV/s1600-h/sally+mann+bloody+emeth.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAAWnkmpSiPMRHKQH6C9f65Wnu46KMmQ1JuR38T95z_UBC4LJCY5a0LYUSWvYeSw2cFuCN2kr8wGIzsn-qQgcCxHWibtca8qjEYJT8i_HSPrQicAqPwPno5eihlAaMi1qZNWOV/s320/sally+mann+bloody+emeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082583604023753314" border="0" /></a>Julio te reserva el último lugar de la fila.<br />Lo más hermoso que recuerdo es una azotea en verano, y una cicatriz que aún conservo. Juegos de niños...<br /><br />Vivo en una jaula de grillos y vuelvo a ser el último mono.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[Imagen: Bloody Emmeth - Sally Mann]</span><br /></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-27296941973051587452007-06-25T09:46:00.001+02:002007-06-25T09:53:42.628+02:00FRONTERAS<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHlO4Gx5BEHgKTDgKJISksHGbGFdqPwPUxfO3z5_o_y0rBaQiiHj4tiurTT3pw1vRg4q83zx3e1fC2M8qfnTKuu-Ekot33igmSp_-OJyebY09EyoAu9mKJAZwpSthTs15ydJpO/s1600-h/keep+out+grande.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHlO4Gx5BEHgKTDgKJISksHGbGFdqPwPUxfO3z5_o_y0rBaQiiHj4tiurTT3pw1vRg4q83zx3e1fC2M8qfnTKuu-Ekot33igmSp_-OJyebY09EyoAu9mKJAZwpSthTs15ydJpO/s320/keep+out+grande.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079905213255454114" border="0" /></a>más cristales rotos, más alambre de espino...<br />las fronteras son efemérides, son aniversarios.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[dame vitamina c]</span><br /></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-88405509103502570702007-06-20T12:09:00.001+02:002007-06-20T12:30:21.567+02:00NO MORE POP TO DANCE<div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5l84-u2wAMMXjCZrUeJzk-OsPToWZ4lJzCuqxkJ1IS7MP20Lr6E8zbsHAqw1w8vi2Wk00_DEzbAGB1Jz5_OyXeTCjr70bZcOZeb-XjpSziT1-9aNIxMN_A4dpHil-ohX7aAj1/s1600-h/pleaseloveme.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5l84-u2wAMMXjCZrUeJzk-OsPToWZ4lJzCuqxkJ1IS7MP20Lr6E8zbsHAqw1w8vi2Wk00_DEzbAGB1Jz5_OyXeTCjr70bZcOZeb-XjpSziT1-9aNIxMN_A4dpHil-ohX7aAj1/s320/pleaseloveme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078086771346967938" border="0" /></a>Ya no es invierno.<br />Ahora es casi verano.<br /><br /></div>si tus ojos<br />no cambiaran<br />todas las mañanas<br />sería tu dueño<br />te trataría<br />como lo haría la noche<br />con los sueños<br />(¿te acuerdas?)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"><br />[Imagen: Adria Cañameras]</span><br /></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-59059846757532140802007-06-14T09:11:00.000+02:002007-06-14T09:17:19.643+02:00LITTLE RED MEMORIES<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH5LNUXhjyOqEBDC0mDf9Nfwa27Od6HCzqxImemg3AjGjlu9MmmTEU-jV1jQ2ZxS9aghidS-UCTh54mleJgRfr7dA1MR29k9rSsyGYFI86-fdcaTqy__WJHeLErL-9sj-i2R0g/s1600-h/Red+.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075814707877580146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH5LNUXhjyOqEBDC0mDf9Nfwa27Od6HCzqxImemg3AjGjlu9MmmTEU-jV1jQ2ZxS9aghidS-UCTh54mleJgRfr7dA1MR29k9rSsyGYFI86-fdcaTqy__WJHeLErL-9sj-i2R0g/s320/Red+.jpg" border="0" /></a>Lo común nunca es tragedia.<br />No hay despedidas tristes. Hay reencuentros vacíos.<br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffff99;">[Imagen: Otra historia del mar - Carmen Soriano]</span></div><div align="center">[próximamente en youtube] </div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-81088261635284608372007-06-04T19:31:00.000+02:002007-06-04T19:35:39.469+02:00DIEZ DÍAS<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirzXC1gQdNKXPAN9N4d5sH_Gk0oRXVRapWdXZuN_THU8K70VfxJGZeE9J4CT-MaLU7NeMRBAM0ra8MDVQVcdEIPquhQz7qcCEi6VGZvo7UvsZ_DrSBLYvEE9uOG203Gbskr1Mi/s1600-h/217139738_cf2c4fc399_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirzXC1gQdNKXPAN9N4d5sH_Gk0oRXVRapWdXZuN_THU8K70VfxJGZeE9J4CT-MaLU7NeMRBAM0ra8MDVQVcdEIPquhQz7qcCEi6VGZvo7UvsZ_DrSBLYvEE9uOG203Gbskr1Mi/s320/217139738_cf2c4fc399_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072264057072379106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Te regalo mi final feliz.Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660004.post-29035006244266237982007-06-02T12:41:00.000+02:002007-06-02T12:54:04.151+02:00FALLEN CHILD<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie8zINE1_q2_tDDya-HWkWHTMCyn_NPfYz4xH9qF8Amgj4y_ga2JDGjUHWkJ_1XNIP9EFNOXqqGaeeS5NlILXj-owZqNpoIEHFJJ7XUnD1402a5WaOpuKvSKry6-TGDVKIUNO-/s1600-h/fallen+child+(gelatin+silver+print+1989).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071416054434489554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie8zINE1_q2_tDDya-HWkWHTMCyn_NPfYz4xH9qF8Amgj4y_ga2JDGjUHWkJ_1XNIP9EFNOXqqGaeeS5NlILXj-owZqNpoIEHFJJ7XUnD1402a5WaOpuKvSKry6-TGDVKIUNO-/s320/fallen+child+(gelatin+silver+print+1989).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify">"Cuando Margaret crezca tendrá una hija, que a su vez será la madre de Peter y así seguirán las cosas, mientras los niños sean alegres, inocentes e insensibles".<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="center">[de mayor quiero ser niña, de niña quise ser mayor]<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffff99;">[Peter Pan - J.M. Barrie]</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"></div></div>Carmen Sorianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10434651249580573613noreply@blogger.com2