<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:36:21.768Z</updated><title type='text'>El Arte del Tiro con Arco</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-1641818162946683827</id><published>2009-05-12T01:26:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:41:33.048Z</updated><title type='text'>La Oportunidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SgjQ2ARKDNI/AAAAAAAAASw/VN4frXyGmAA/s1600-h/CAMINO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SgjQ2ARKDNI/AAAAAAAAASw/VN4frXyGmAA/s400/CAMINO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334743384823827666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dame la oportunidAd&lt;br /&gt;de mostrarme como soy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ábreme tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;déjame vivir eN él.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tal vez sea diferente.&lt;br /&gt;pero No va a ser peor&lt;br /&gt;que la rutina De siempre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame la oportunidad&lt;br /&gt;de cambiar mi Realidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dame la oportunidad&lt;br /&gt;de llegaR hasta el final. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llámamR si quieres ver&lt;br /&gt;un mundo que sea mejor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;búscamE si quieres tener&lt;br /&gt;un lugar a dóndE ir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no nos faltarA voluntad&lt;br /&gt;para ir hacia delante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volar A otra dimensión. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Canción: Dame una oportunidad.&lt;br /&gt;Grupo: Baron Rojo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-1641818162946683827?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/1641818162946683827/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=1641818162946683827&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/1641818162946683827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/1641818162946683827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-oportunidad.html' title='La Oportunidad'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SgjQ2ARKDNI/AAAAAAAAASw/VN4frXyGmAA/s72-c/CAMINO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-8460221380273171034</id><published>2009-03-07T23:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:58:56.245Z</updated><title type='text'>Cielo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SbMIW6ibiLI/AAAAAAAAASo/ggDwTS0-cIs/s1600-h/cielo+azul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SbMIW6ibiLI/AAAAAAAAASo/ggDwTS0-cIs/s400/cielo+azul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310597575363758258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;¿Qué hace falta para ser feliz?&lt;br /&gt;Un poco de cielo azul encima de nuestras cabezas,&lt;br /&gt;un vientecillo tibio,&lt;br /&gt;la paz del espíritu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(André Maurois)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;El cielo,&lt;br /&gt;el infierno y el mundo entero,&lt;br /&gt;está en nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Henry F. Amiel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;La imaginación abre a veces&lt;br /&gt;unas alas grandes como el cielo&lt;br /&gt;en una cárcel grande como la mano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Louis Charles Alfred de Musset)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-8460221380273171034?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/8460221380273171034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=8460221380273171034&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8460221380273171034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8460221380273171034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2009/03/cielo.html' title='Cielo'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SbMIW6ibiLI/AAAAAAAAASo/ggDwTS0-cIs/s72-c/cielo+azul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-8621115565974400585</id><published>2009-02-04T19:23:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:34:58.670Z</updated><title type='text'>El Silencio Continúa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SYnrU2VdeQI/AAAAAAAAASg/MG68_0L0t7o/s1600-h/SILENCIO+PEQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SYnrU2VdeQI/AAAAAAAAASg/MG68_0L0t7o/s400/SILENCIO+PEQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299025179993536770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cerré los ojos por un instante&lt;br /&gt;y te veo a ti...&lt;br /&gt;imagenes que no se han borrado,&lt;br /&gt;de un pasado feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Sueños que nunca llegarán&lt;br /&gt;a hacerse realidad.&lt;br /&gt;Tu nombre escrito en una pared,&lt;br /&gt;con el viento hablará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Que hay amig@&lt;br /&gt;al otro lado del silencio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canciones que recuerdan lugares,&lt;br /&gt;suenan para ti.&lt;br /&gt;Palabras que nunca he olvidado&lt;br /&gt;y me hacen sentir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Que hay amig@&lt;br /&gt;al otro lado del silencio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Extracto del tema: "Al otro lado del silencio"&lt;br /&gt;de "Angeles del Infierno")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-8621115565974400585?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/8621115565974400585/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=8621115565974400585&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8621115565974400585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8621115565974400585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2009/02/el-silencio-continua.html' title='El Silencio Continúa'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SYnrU2VdeQI/AAAAAAAAASg/MG68_0L0t7o/s72-c/SILENCIO+PEQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-525219993968038806</id><published>2008-12-11T09:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:13:03.477Z</updated><title type='text'>CARLOTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SUDjmJ61O3I/AAAAAAAAARk/PkfJUEO2VqQ/s1600-h/primera+foto+peq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278469007915432818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SUDjmJ61O3I/AAAAAAAAARk/PkfJUEO2VqQ/s400/primera+foto+peq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hola a &lt;a href="mailto:tod@s"&gt;tod@s&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soy Carlota y esta es la primera foto que me ha hecho mi padre,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unos 20 minutos aproximadamente, después de nacer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quizás esté un poco desenfocada, pero el tonto de mi padre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se ha puesto a llorar y .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que se le va a hacer, él es así.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por ahora no os cuento nada más, porque voy a estar muy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ocupada, durmiendo, comiendo, llorando y haciendo que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi padre y mi madre babeen hasta que se les seque la lengua....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuando tenga un ratito, ya montaré mi blog para contaros mis cosillas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Un beso muy grande para &lt;a href="mailto:tod@s"&gt;tod@s&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-525219993968038806?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/525219993968038806/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=525219993968038806&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/525219993968038806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/525219993968038806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/12/carlota.html' title='CARLOTA'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SUDjmJ61O3I/AAAAAAAAARk/PkfJUEO2VqQ/s72-c/primera+foto+peq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2238601919752471830</id><published>2008-11-20T00:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:25:05.098Z</updated><title type='text'>Regreso a...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SSSsLJ-7sFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/-GoS0ZLXJM8/s1600-h/soledadpeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270526771588739154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SSSsLJ-7sFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/-GoS0ZLXJM8/s400/soledadpeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Atardecer otoñal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La soledad también es bienestar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Yosa Buson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;En algún lugar bajo la lluvia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;siempre habrá un perro abandonado que me impedirá ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Jean Anouilh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2238601919752471830?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2238601919752471830/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2238601919752471830&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2238601919752471830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2238601919752471830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/11/regreso.html' title='Regreso a...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SSSsLJ-7sFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/-GoS0ZLXJM8/s72-c/soledadpeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-4280637898581675889</id><published>2008-07-31T23:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:28:04.927Z</updated><title type='text'>Ma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SJJKM4rRmeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/jnuI75LQKNU/s1600-h/reloj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SJJKM4rRmeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/jnuI75LQKNU/s400/reloj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229323702563346914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recordarte no resulta fácil,&lt;br /&gt;olvidarte, no lo hare jamás...&lt;br /&gt;cuántas veces quiero imaginar&lt;br /&gt;que tu aún estás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordarte no resulta fácil,&lt;br /&gt;pues me duele tanto el corazón...&lt;br /&gt;cuánto timepo debo soportar&lt;br /&gt;este dolor...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y comienzo a recordar&lt;br /&gt;tiempos que no volverán;&lt;br /&gt;tanta paz, tanto amor...&lt;br /&gt;tan sólo al oir tu voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin tu voz...&lt;br /&gt;que voy a hacer sin tu voz...&lt;br /&gt;Se me nubla la razón&lt;br /&gt;sólo de pensar&lt;br /&gt;que no oiré más tu voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordarte no resulta fácil,&lt;br /&gt;olvidarte, no lo haré jámas...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-4280637898581675889?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/4280637898581675889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=4280637898581675889&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/4280637898581675889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/4280637898581675889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/07/ma.html' title='Ma...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SJJKM4rRmeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/jnuI75LQKNU/s72-c/reloj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-9217718469583846600</id><published>2008-07-28T23:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:43:43.513Z</updated><title type='text'>Dificil decisión...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SI5UXrPc7eI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iSR_zW8P_30/s1600-h/velero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228208983144984034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SI5UXrPc7eI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iSR_zW8P_30/s400/velero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; El hombre honesto no teme la luz ni la oscuridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Thomas Fuller)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Para vivir el hombre debe actuar;&lt;br /&gt;para actuar, debe tomar decisiones;&lt;br /&gt;para tomar decisiones, debe definir un código de valores;&lt;br /&gt; para definir un código de valores debe saber qué es y dónde está&lt;br /&gt;-esto es, debe conocer su propia naturaleza&lt;br /&gt;(incluyendo sus medios de conocimiento)&lt;br /&gt;y la naturaleza del universo en el cual actúa-&lt;br /&gt;esto es, necesita metafísica, epistemología y ética, lo cual significa filosofía.&lt;br /&gt;No puede escapar de esta necesidad, su única alternativa es&lt;br /&gt;que la Filosofía que guía su vida sea escogida por su mente o por la casualidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ayn Rand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-9217718469583846600?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/9217718469583846600/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=9217718469583846600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/9217718469583846600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/9217718469583846600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/07/dificil-decisin.html' title='Dificil decisión...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SI5UXrPc7eI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iSR_zW8P_30/s72-c/velero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-5404165354733077546</id><published>2008-07-16T21:22:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:43:42.435Z</updated><title type='text'>Caminos....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SH5oDoDZYDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NyfFxKpF5xE/s1600-h/flechap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223727029296914482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SH5oDoDZYDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NyfFxKpF5xE/s400/flechap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada uno de nosotros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; está en la tierra para descubrir su propio camino, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y jamás seremos felices si seguimos el de otro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(James Van Praagh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Todos los caminos son iguales, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no nos llevan a ninguna parte. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por lo tanto, ¡elige un camino con el corazón!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Carlos Castaneda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-5404165354733077546?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/5404165354733077546/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=5404165354733077546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5404165354733077546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5404165354733077546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/07/caminos.html' title='Caminos....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SH5oDoDZYDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NyfFxKpF5xE/s72-c/flechap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-4808704898001388842</id><published>2008-07-02T23:27:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:07:25.217Z</updated><title type='text'>Barreras....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SGwXg41p0mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/gZIofQq2f0E/s1600-h/espera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SGwXg41p0mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/gZIofQq2f0E/s400/espera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218571921996239458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barrera sin puertas,&lt;br /&gt;que ocupa mis sueños.&lt;br /&gt;Separándonos de la existencia.&lt;br /&gt;Espero paciente,&lt;br /&gt;el momento de cruzar.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(C.P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-4808704898001388842?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/4808704898001388842/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=4808704898001388842&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/4808704898001388842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/4808704898001388842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/07/barreras.html' title='Barreras....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SGwXg41p0mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/gZIofQq2f0E/s72-c/espera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2382762941623297579</id><published>2008-06-17T23:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-06-18T13:53:53.985Z</updated><title type='text'>Esperando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SFhM3C4RhXI/AAAAAAAAALU/t2pg6KOiiwY/s1600-h/bancohierbap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213001077230765426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SFhM3C4RhXI/AAAAAAAAALU/t2pg6KOiiwY/s400/bancohierbap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esperar duele. Olvidar duele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pero el peor de los sufrimientos es &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no saber qué decisión tomar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Paulo Coelho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo no sé desde dónde,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hacia dónde,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ni cuándo regresarás...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sé sólo que te estaré esperando &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(José Angel Buesa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2382762941623297579?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2382762941623297579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2382762941623297579&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2382762941623297579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2382762941623297579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/06/esperando.html' title='Esperando...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SFhM3C4RhXI/AAAAAAAAALU/t2pg6KOiiwY/s72-c/bancohierbap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-4506059636057094305</id><published>2008-06-17T00:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:38:37.989Z</updated><title type='text'>Sin Rumbo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SFcGbeW-rSI/AAAAAAAAALM/H2NC-YVpj7c/s1600-h/caMINOSpeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212642162780319010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SFcGbeW-rSI/AAAAAAAAALM/H2NC-YVpj7c/s400/caMINOSpeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sueños sin rumbo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en páramos quemados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la voz del viento. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Uejima Onitsura)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-4506059636057094305?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/4506059636057094305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=4506059636057094305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/4506059636057094305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/4506059636057094305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/06/sin-rumbo.html' title='Sin Rumbo...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SFcGbeW-rSI/AAAAAAAAALM/H2NC-YVpj7c/s72-c/caMINOSpeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-6087317102747671097</id><published>2008-06-10T21:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:42:45.680Z</updated><title type='text'>Contracorriente....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SE70scIhjjI/AAAAAAAAALE/934lfdjmkww/s1600-h/GAVIOTA1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210370863217610290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SE70scIhjjI/AAAAAAAAALE/934lfdjmkww/s400/GAVIOTA1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Viento del oeste,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vuela una gaviota&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a contracorriente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(C.P.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-6087317102747671097?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/6087317102747671097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=6087317102747671097&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6087317102747671097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6087317102747671097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/06/contracorriente.html' title='Contracorriente....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SE70scIhjjI/AAAAAAAAALE/934lfdjmkww/s72-c/GAVIOTA1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-8633160248254450193</id><published>2008-06-10T00:31:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:36:25.932Z</updated><title type='text'>A la deriva....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SE3POk-iPjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BJm9v5vi84k/s1600-h/deriva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210048193288617522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SE3POk-iPjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BJm9v5vi84k/s400/deriva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aguas revueltas, &lt;div align="center"&gt;bote sin remos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a la deriva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-8633160248254450193?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/8633160248254450193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=8633160248254450193&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8633160248254450193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8633160248254450193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-deriva.html' title='A la deriva....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SE3POk-iPjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BJm9v5vi84k/s72-c/deriva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2273328539328924348</id><published>2008-06-04T16:57:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:19:48.728Z</updated><title type='text'>Recordando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SEbJtooyfVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/y3VWyFTlrVU/s1600-h/TRABEA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208071804940352850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SEbJtooyfVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/y3VWyFTlrVU/s400/TRABEA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Una mirada capturada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en este mismo lugar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a mi memoria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ha vuelto a asomar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como pétalos caidos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sobre viejas traviesas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que trenes ya no sienten pasar,&lt;br /&gt;el recuerdo de esos ojos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Una mirada esquiva,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que no consigo explicar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;desearía algún día&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;volverla a capturar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(CP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2273328539328924348?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2273328539328924348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2273328539328924348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2273328539328924348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2273328539328924348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/06/recordando.html' title='Recordando...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SEbJtooyfVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/y3VWyFTlrVU/s72-c/TRABEA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-7007857428472012692</id><published>2008-06-02T21:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:02:47.779Z</updated><title type='text'>Solo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SERsr3LIOqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7g2PbhBdlXQ/s1600-h/ocasopeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207406569947937442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SERsr3LIOqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7g2PbhBdlXQ/s400/ocasopeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No sé si quedan amigos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  Ni si existe el amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Si puedo contar contigo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para hablar de dolor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  Si existe alguien que escuche &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuando alzo la voz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Y no sentirme solo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puede ser que la vida me guíe hasta el sol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puede ser que el mal domine mis horas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que toda tu risa le gane ese pulso al dolor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Puede ser que lo malo sea hoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Naces y vives solo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy haciendo mis planes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voy sabiendo quien soy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voy buscando mi parte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Voy logrando el control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Van jugando contigo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Van rompiendo tu amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Van dejándote solo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naces y vives solo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Algo puede mejorar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Algo que pueda encontrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Algo que me dé ese aliento &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Que me ayude a imaginar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y yo lo quiero lograr &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y ya quiero recordar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y darle tiempo a este momento &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me ayude a superar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Que me dé tu sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-7007857428472012692?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/7007857428472012692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=7007857428472012692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7007857428472012692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7007857428472012692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/06/solo.html' title='Solo...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SERsr3LIOqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7g2PbhBdlXQ/s72-c/ocasopeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-6917423666794333117</id><published>2008-06-01T22:47:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:57:22.921Z</updated><title type='text'>Papoula...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SEMoqb-p6cI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8RQh0ANohbI/s1600-h/papoula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SEMoqb-p6cI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8RQh0ANohbI/s400/papoula.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207050303700593090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="a"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A una amapola&lt;br /&gt;deja sus alas una mariposa&lt;br /&gt;como recuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Matsuo Basho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--n--&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="g"&gt;&lt;!--m--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-6917423666794333117?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/6917423666794333117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=6917423666794333117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6917423666794333117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6917423666794333117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/06/papoula.html' title='Papoula...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SEMoqb-p6cI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8RQh0ANohbI/s72-c/papoula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-984759246867037077</id><published>2008-05-21T23:50:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:55:28.510Z</updated><title type='text'>¿De piedra?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SDS18NM5BcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hz3CX0-5o2U/s1600-h/obsesionpequ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SDS18NM5BcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hz3CX0-5o2U/s400/obsesionpequ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202983515460273602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...porque somos como bloques de piedra,&lt;br /&gt;a partir de los cuales el escultor&lt;br /&gt;poco a poco va formando la figura de un hombre,&lt;br /&gt;los golpes de su cincel&lt;br /&gt;que tanto daño nos hacen,&lt;br /&gt;también nos hacen más perfectos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Clive Staples Lewis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-984759246867037077?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/984759246867037077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=984759246867037077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/984759246867037077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/984759246867037077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/05/de-piedra.html' title='¿De piedra?'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SDS18NM5BcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hz3CX0-5o2U/s72-c/obsesionpequ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2135323228120926153</id><published>2008-05-12T23:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:18:57.394Z</updated><title type='text'>Ojalá fuese tan sencillo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SCjbU9M5BbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BbRsjK4F2Uk/s1600-h/interruptor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199646922871735730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SCjbU9M5BbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BbRsjK4F2Uk/s400/interruptor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;evitar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Del lat. evitāre).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="0_1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. tr. Apartar algún daño, peligro o molestia, impidiendo que suceda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="0_2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. tr. Excusar, huir de incurrir en algo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="0_3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. tr. Huir el trato de alguien, apartarse de su comunicación.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;El arte de la vida es el arte de evitar el dolor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Thomas Jefferson)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lo que estás tratando de evitar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no desaparecerá hasta que lo afrontes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Anónimo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;En mi camino te has cruzado otra vez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te he visto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me has visto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me has vuelto a evitar....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="result_cita" href="http://www.sabidurias.com/proverbio/es/39808/anonimo/lo-que-estas-tratando-de-evitar-no-desaparecera-hasta-que-lo-intentes"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2135323228120926153?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2135323228120926153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2135323228120926153&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2135323228120926153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2135323228120926153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/05/ojal-fuese-tan-sencillo.html' title='Ojalá fuese tan sencillo....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SCjbU9M5BbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BbRsjK4F2Uk/s72-c/interruptor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-7707936838138647416</id><published>2008-05-08T22:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:49:46.590Z</updated><title type='text'>¿Colgado?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SCOAu5FVlhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/n-eUX-X94Kk/s1600-h/ganchopeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198139938001229330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SCOAu5FVlhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/n-eUX-X94Kk/s400/ganchopeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 de mayo del 2008&lt;br /&gt;Hola chata, ¿como estás?&lt;br /&gt;¿Te sorprende que te escriba?&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tiemPo es normal.&lt;br /&gt;Pues es que estaba aquí solo&lt;br /&gt;me había puesto a recordar,&lt;br /&gt;me entro la melancolíA&lt;br /&gt;y te tenia que hablar.&lt;br /&gt;¿Recuerds Aquella noche&lt;br /&gt;en la garito del turko?&lt;br /&gt;Las risas que nos hacíamos&lt;br /&gt;Antes todos juntos,&lt;br /&gt;hoy no queda casi Nadie&lt;br /&gt;de los de antes, y los que hay,&lt;br /&gt;han cambiado, han cambiado, SI!&lt;br /&gt;Pero bueno, ¿tu que tal? Di,&lt;br /&gt;lo mismo hasta tienes críos.&lt;br /&gt;¿Que tal te va con el tío ese?&lt;br /&gt;espero sea divertido.&lt;br /&gt;Yo la verdad, como siempre&lt;br /&gt;sigo cuRrando en lo mismo,&lt;br /&gt;las fotos no me cansan&lt;br /&gt;pero me encuentro vacío.&lt;br /&gt;Bueno pues ya me despido,&lt;br /&gt;si te mola me contestas,&lt;br /&gt;Espero que mis palabras,&lt;br /&gt;desordenen tu conciencia.&lt;br /&gt;Pues nada chica, lo dicho&lt;br /&gt;hasta pronto si nos vemos,&lt;br /&gt;yo sigo con mis fotografías&lt;br /&gt;y tu sigues con tus sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Pequeña Adaptación de la canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;20 de abril del 90 de Celtas Cortos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-7707936838138647416?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/7707936838138647416/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=7707936838138647416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7707936838138647416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7707936838138647416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/05/colgado.html' title='¿Colgado?'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SCOAu5FVlhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/n-eUX-X94Kk/s72-c/ganchopeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2444745890640547323</id><published>2008-05-01T23:28:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:32:51.577Z</updated><title type='text'>--En el nido II--</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SBpST1veZKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/s1eavXBf9Eo/s1600-h/jilguero2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SBpST1veZKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/s1eavXBf9Eo/s400/jilguero2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195555620922483874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;El hombre nunca puede parar de soñar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;El sueño es el alimento del alma,&lt;br /&gt;como la comida es el alimento del cuerp&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Paulo Coelho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2444745890640547323?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2444745890640547323/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2444745890640547323&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2444745890640547323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2444745890640547323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/05/en-el-nido-ii.html' title='--En el nido II--'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SBpST1veZKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/s1eavXBf9Eo/s72-c/jilguero2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2290456066684856679</id><published>2008-04-30T00:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:23:22.411Z</updated><title type='text'>Niebla....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SBe7D1veZJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/I6xWUosrqGo/s1600-h/NIEBLA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194826369835361426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SBe7D1veZJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/I6xWUosrqGo/s400/NIEBLA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adiós. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Más allá de la neblina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; una niebla más profunda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Mitsuhashi Takajo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a title="Mitsuhashi Takajo" href="http://www.frasesypensamientos.com.ar/autor/mitsuhashi-takajo.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2290456066684856679?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2290456066684856679/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2290456066684856679&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2290456066684856679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2290456066684856679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/04/niebla.html' title='Niebla....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SBe7D1veZJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/I6xWUosrqGo/s72-c/NIEBLA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-5888943184102605906</id><published>2008-04-18T20:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-04-18T20:13:19.635Z</updated><title type='text'>--- En el nido ---</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SAj-RCmG8tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MYIM_-LBHXY/s1600-h/en+el+nido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190678139252437714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SAj-RCmG8tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MYIM_-LBHXY/s400/en+el+nido.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jilguero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Carduelis carduelis)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Cuando el jilguero no puede cantar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuando el poeta es un peregrino,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuando de nada nos sirve rezar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.«Caminante no hay camino,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se hace camino al andar...»&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;golpe a golpe, verso a verso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Antonio Machado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-5888943184102605906?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/5888943184102605906/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=5888943184102605906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5888943184102605906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5888943184102605906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/04/en-el-nido.html' title='--- En el nido ---'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SAj-RCmG8tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MYIM_-LBHXY/s72-c/en+el+nido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-1338904044069569457</id><published>2008-04-17T22:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:14:44.808Z</updated><title type='text'>Silencio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SAfKVymG8sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7cuBw5_4Qw0/s1600-h/SILENCIO2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190339571275461314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SAfKVymG8sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7cuBw5_4Qw0/s400/SILENCIO2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;silencio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( Del latín: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; silentĭum )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="0_1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. m. Abstención de hablar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="0_2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. m. Falta de ruido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="0_3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. m. Falta u omisión de algo por escrito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Real Academia Española)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A veces también el silencio es una opinión.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(anónimo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;El silencio es el ruido más fuerte, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quizá el mas fuerte de todos los ruidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Miles Dewey Davis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-1338904044069569457?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/1338904044069569457/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=1338904044069569457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/1338904044069569457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/1338904044069569457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/04/silencio.html' title='Silencio...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/SAfKVymG8sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7cuBw5_4Qw0/s72-c/SILENCIO2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-7058140873162367725</id><published>2008-04-07T23:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:25:33.332Z</updated><title type='text'>Quemado....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R_qoIDmZUmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uk62-i5t-2s/s1600-h/fuego10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186642777229316706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R_qoIDmZUmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uk62-i5t-2s/s400/fuego10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encendido el fuego,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;va quemando sentimientos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;al gruñir el viento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Maximiliano Carloni)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-7058140873162367725?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/7058140873162367725/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=7058140873162367725&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7058140873162367725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7058140873162367725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/04/quemado.html' title='Quemado....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R_qoIDmZUmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uk62-i5t-2s/s72-c/fuego10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-827811131421057308</id><published>2008-04-02T23:38:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:53:10.686Z</updated><title type='text'>¿Atrapado?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R_QbAjmZUlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kVsTzNL4auc/s1600-h/redpeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R_QbAjmZUlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kVsTzNL4auc/s400/redpeq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184798767380517458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarde de primavera,&lt;br /&gt;¿podría el aire quedar atrapado en una red?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(C.P.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-827811131421057308?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/827811131421057308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=827811131421057308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/827811131421057308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/827811131421057308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/04/atrapado.html' title='¿Atrapado?'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R_QbAjmZUlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kVsTzNL4auc/s72-c/redpeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2308125389648148993</id><published>2008-04-01T00:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:41:39.580Z</updated><title type='text'>Corazón atrapado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R_F_GzmZUjI/AAAAAAAAAII/QD0tb_auJNE/s1600-h/ALAMBREPEQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184064400987345458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R_F_GzmZUjI/AAAAAAAAAII/QD0tb_auJNE/s400/ALAMBREPEQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; En el amor no existe el libre albedrío, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nadie puede decidir de quién va a enamorarse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Alejandro Dolina)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;andrea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;El amor es un sentimiento sublime...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;es bello cuando lo tienes cerca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pero es como una espina &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que te clava en el corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuando está lejos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;así hoy mi corazón llora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque el amor de mi vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;está lejos de mi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y al parecer es imposible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2308125389648148993?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2308125389648148993/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2308125389648148993&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2308125389648148993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2308125389648148993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/04/corazn-atrapado.html' title='Corazón atrapado...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R_F_GzmZUjI/AAAAAAAAAII/QD0tb_auJNE/s72-c/ALAMBREPEQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-8165584953032027549</id><published>2008-03-26T22:13:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-26T22:22:24.437Z</updated><title type='text'>Clavado A...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R-rKzzmZUiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/r06CNzJ0awI/s1600-h/CLAVOS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182177312616567330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R-rKzzmZUiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/r06CNzJ0awI/s400/CLAVOS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Para que nada nos separe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que no nos una nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Pablo Neruda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Esperar duele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Olvidar duele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pero el peor de los sufrimientos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;es no saber qué decisión tomar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Paulo Coelho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-8165584953032027549?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/8165584953032027549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=8165584953032027549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8165584953032027549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8165584953032027549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/03/clavado.html' title='Clavado A...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R-rKzzmZUiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/r06CNzJ0awI/s72-c/CLAVOS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-4666802631999733187</id><published>2008-03-25T23:55:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:58:05.355Z</updated><title type='text'>Mirando al cielo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R-mRHjmZUhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/SqYwjIHz_Ns/s1600-h/CIELOJO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R-mRHjmZUhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/SqYwjIHz_Ns/s400/CIELOJO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181832405267862034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Detrás de tus ojos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; nubes de tormenta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; descargan recuerdos&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(anónimo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-4666802631999733187?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/4666802631999733187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=4666802631999733187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/4666802631999733187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/4666802631999733187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/03/mirando-al-cielo.html' title='Mirando al cielo...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R-mRHjmZUhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/SqYwjIHz_Ns/s72-c/CIELOJO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-8705692951420933359</id><published>2008-03-17T23:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:03:40.790Z</updated><title type='text'>Encadenado a ti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R98GTdZ_6fI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3Qj-qTmRCrY/s1600-h/cadenapeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178865027880315378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R98GTdZ_6fI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3Qj-qTmRCrY/s400/cadenapeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sólo tú, sólo tú puedes salvarme y darme libertad si me encadenas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vicente Gaos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ---------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Atrapado en tus ojos,&lt;br /&gt;reo de tu mirada,&lt;br /&gt;esclavo de tu amor y de mis sueños,&lt;br /&gt;prisionero rendido a tus encantos,&lt;br /&gt;sumiso dependiente de tus besos.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;REhén de tus promesas,&lt;br /&gt;cautivo de tu verbo,&lt;br /&gt;forzado a la espeRa más paciente,&lt;br /&gt;procesado por no haberte hallado a tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;condenado a tu ausencia en el presente.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;subyugado a mis mieDos,&lt;br /&gt;sometido al secuestro,&lt;br /&gt;sujeto a las cadeNas que he forjado,&lt;br /&gt;esposado a mis dos puntos de amarre,&lt;br /&gt;encadenAdo a ti y ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-8705692951420933359?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/8705692951420933359/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=8705692951420933359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8705692951420933359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8705692951420933359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/03/encadenado-ti.html' title='Encadenado a ti...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R98GTdZ_6fI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3Qj-qTmRCrY/s72-c/cadenapeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-1539578133474280494</id><published>2008-03-13T23:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:43:30.692Z</updated><title type='text'>A navaja....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R9m7zdZ_6eI/AAAAAAAAAHo/aRWX8cBTmmE/s1600-h/naranjo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177375739380492770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R9m7zdZ_6eI/AAAAAAAAAHo/aRWX8cBTmmE/s400/naranjo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Y tallo corazones a navaja&lt;br /&gt; en el torso desnudo de un naranjo,&lt;br /&gt;que quiero ver bajar de tu mirada,&lt;br /&gt;con las armas cargadas,&lt;br /&gt;bandoleros a caballo,&lt;br /&gt;y con sus crines hacerte una cama&lt;br /&gt;para que siempre duermas a mi lado....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-1539578133474280494?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/1539578133474280494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=1539578133474280494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/1539578133474280494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/1539578133474280494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/03/navaja.html' title='A navaja....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R9m7zdZ_6eI/AAAAAAAAAHo/aRWX8cBTmmE/s72-c/naranjo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-8885493552454991283</id><published>2008-03-11T22:10:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:22:11.421Z</updated><title type='text'>Momentos.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R9cDjtZ_6dI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WhmDr-uJgLM/s1600-h/cafeyzumo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176610208704621010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R9cDjtZ_6dI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WhmDr-uJgLM/s400/cafeyzumo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te quiero tener y mirar esa caritA&lt;br /&gt;y disfrutar de tu sonrisa como ayer.&lt;br /&gt;y volver a ver que eres tú la princesita&lt;br /&gt;que esperaba y que ahora ya la puedo ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que me muero por tu vida cuando vEo esos ojitos,&lt;br /&gt;que me quedo sin sonrisa cuando doblas esa esquina.&lt;br /&gt;poRque no me queda nada cuando te vas a tu casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero saber si te mueres por mi viDa&lt;br /&gt;y sientes esa cosa extraña tú también.&lt;br /&gt;y quiero volver a seNtirte siempre cerca,&lt;br /&gt;que me mires y morirnos de placer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vuelve, porque ya te has ido estoy vacío.&lt;br /&gt;vuelve, ese no es tu sitio, ven conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;tienes el poder de hacer conmigo lo que quieras.&lt;br /&gt;ahora eres la jefA y antes lo era yo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-8885493552454991283?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/8885493552454991283/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=8885493552454991283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8885493552454991283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8885493552454991283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/03/momentos.html' title='Momentos.....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R9cDjtZ_6dI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WhmDr-uJgLM/s72-c/cafeyzumo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2422347865554166854</id><published>2008-03-11T02:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-11T02:15:59.835Z</updated><title type='text'>* Lentamente, la vida continua....*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R9XrF9Z_6cI/AAAAAAAAAHY/81b_ss03nFs/s1600-h/CARACOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176301834347735490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R9XrF9Z_6cI/AAAAAAAAAHY/81b_ss03nFs/s400/CARACOL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Una puerta de ramas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y como cerradura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;un caracol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(KOBAYASHI ISSA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2422347865554166854?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2422347865554166854/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2422347865554166854&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2422347865554166854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2422347865554166854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/03/lentamente-la-vida-continua.html' title='* Lentamente, la vida continua....*'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R9XrF9Z_6cI/AAAAAAAAAHY/81b_ss03nFs/s72-c/CARACOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-6161482381986211261</id><published>2008-02-28T23:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:39:26.865Z</updated><title type='text'>(Por fin descansa....)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R8dEsJ291RI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/znWZh44_cEk/s1600-h/descanso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172178222409700626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R8dEsJ291RI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/znWZh44_cEk/s400/descanso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nadie me cantará como te canto, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MADRE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; con una llama que se enciende en ti y en mi termina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                   (Ramón de Garciasol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-6161482381986211261?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/6161482381986211261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=6161482381986211261&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6161482381986211261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6161482381986211261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/02/por-fin-descansa.html' title='(Por fin descansa....)'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R8dEsJ291RI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/znWZh44_cEk/s72-c/descanso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-7597549164444460111</id><published>2008-02-23T00:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:28:59.406Z</updated><title type='text'>(Gracias)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R792t5291QI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N9mrO2Xp--g/s1600-h/ramaspeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169981428242175234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R792t5291QI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N9mrO2Xp--g/s400/ramaspeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gracias por estar ahí....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-7597549164444460111?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/7597549164444460111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=7597549164444460111&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7597549164444460111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7597549164444460111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/02/gracias.html' title='(Gracias)'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R792t5291QI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N9mrO2Xp--g/s72-c/ramaspeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-6537321338723368985</id><published>2008-02-19T23:20:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-02-19T23:25:32.523Z</updated><title type='text'>(Mamá)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R7tlWZ291OI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Ws9989tPzs0/s1600-h/flormarchita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168836432910734562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R7tlWZ291OI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Ws9989tPzs0/s400/flormarchita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hallé lo más bello de las flores en las flores caídas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Una flor en la mano muere, apagando una estrella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ambas frases son de Antonio Porchia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-6537321338723368985?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/6537321338723368985/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=6537321338723368985&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6537321338723368985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6537321338723368985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/02/mam.html' title='(Mamá)'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R7tlWZ291OI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Ws9989tPzs0/s72-c/flormarchita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-6025118807518147801</id><published>2008-02-13T23:59:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:29:26.601Z</updated><title type='text'>Coincidencias, otra vez....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R7OEqZ291MI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KYO-MwA8lqU/s1600-h/altatensionpeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166619061554894018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R7OEqZ291MI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KYO-MwA8lqU/s400/altatensionpeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hace tiempo hablé en este mismo blog del tema de las coincidencias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Durante una temporada, y debido a determinados motivos, no les había prestado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mucha atención, pero un día de estos, hoy, ayer, hace tres días..., la verdad el día exacto en el que volvieron a aparecer no es lo importante de la historia, o en realidad si, pero el caso es que por algún motivo que se escapa a mi comprensión, he vuelto a ser consciente de estas coincidencias. Concretamente, el caso es que en ese día indeterminadamente determinado, mientras me despedía de una persona en mi coche, en la radio sonaba una canción, y aunque el volumen de la misma era mínimo, fui consciente de cual era el tema y capaz de escuchar la letra, para ser exactos, algunos parrafos concretos. La canción era "Ultimamente" del disco Memoria de los Peces de Ismael Serrano, y la verdad es que la historia que cuenta, parecía adaptarse al momento con total exactitud. En realidad no puedo explicar si es una de esas coincidencias, o mi subconsciente hizo que lo que estaba escuchando, se adaptase al momento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahí dejo eso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Últimamente ando algo perdido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me han vencido viejos fantasmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; nuevas rutinas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en cada esquina &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acecha un ratero para robarme las alhajas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;los recuerdos, las felicidades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De un tiempo a esta parte &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;llego siempre tarde &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a todas mis citas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y la vida me parece una fiesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; a la que nadie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;se ha molestado en invitarme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;De un tiempo a esta parte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me cuesta tanto, tanto, tanto, no amarte, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no amarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Últimamente ando desconcertado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;así que ponte a salvo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; porque en este estado ando como loco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y me enamoro de mujeres comprometidas,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;llenas de abrazos, llenas de mentiras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De un tiempo a esta parte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; a mi amor propio algo le falta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; lo has dejado unos puntos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por debajo del de Kafka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y la vida me parece una fiesta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a la que nadie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; se ha molestado en invitarme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;De un tiempo a esta parte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me cuesta tanto, tanto, tanto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me cuesta tanto no amarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Últimamente planeo una huida&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para rehacer mi vida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;probablemente en Marte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguro que allí no hay nadie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;empeñado en aconsejarme: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Suso ¿qué te pasa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; No estudias, no trabajas".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y qué vamos a hacerle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; si es que últimamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ando algo perdido, si te necesito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;De un tiempo a esta parte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; me cuesta tanto, tanto, tanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; me cuesta tanto no amarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Han de venir tiempos mejores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; cometeré más errores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; daré menos explicaciones, y haré nuevas canciones&lt;br /&gt;en las que te cuente cómo, últimamente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;son tan frecuentes tristes amaneceres &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahogando mis finales,repetidos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cansados, miserables, llenos de soledades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;De un tiempo a esta parte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; me cuesta tanto, tanto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me cuesta tanto no amarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-6025118807518147801?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/6025118807518147801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=6025118807518147801&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6025118807518147801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6025118807518147801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/02/coincidencias-otra-vez.html' title='Coincidencias, otra vez....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R7OEqZ291MI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KYO-MwA8lqU/s72-c/altatensionpeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-3901032963829148370</id><published>2008-02-12T01:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:42:55.621Z</updated><title type='text'>¿Lio mental.....?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R7Iu2p291KI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZAGvlLXBzeM/s1600-h/neuronalpeq1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R7Iu2p291KI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZAGvlLXBzeM/s400/neuronalpeq1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166243239031592098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Contigo, quiero estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Y decirte que ya no puedo vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;Contigo quiero ganar, contigo&lt;br /&gt;Y conseguir que todo el tiempo sea estar junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;Contigo, quiero estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Y decirte que ya no puedo vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y sólo quiero vivir contigo&lt;br /&gt;Y sólo quiero bailar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Sólo quiero estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Y quiero ser lo que nunca he sido&lt;br /&gt;Sólo quiero soñar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Sólo voy a cantar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Lo voy a hacer todo contigo&lt;br /&gt;Ya ves, sé lo que me digo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento cuando estás, y tú me das tu voz con esa fuerza&lt;br /&gt;Quiero oírte más tu voz gritar ese susurro loco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo, quiero escuchar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción que solamente habla de ti y de mi&lt;br /&gt;Contigo, lo soy todo contigo&lt;br /&gt;Me haces falta y ya no puedo vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTIGO, QUIERO ESTAR CONTIGO&lt;br /&gt;Y DECIRTE QUE YA NO PUEDO VIVIR SIN TI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-3901032963829148370?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/3901032963829148370/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=3901032963829148370&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/3901032963829148370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/3901032963829148370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/02/lio-mental.html' title='¿Lio mental.....?'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R7Iu2p291KI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZAGvlLXBzeM/s72-c/neuronalpeq1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-4002425832992453908</id><published>2008-02-08T00:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:15:59.094Z</updated><title type='text'>Roto por dentro....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R6upixQQ-zI/AAAAAAAAAF8/k7m4mkfbB9o/s1600-h/rocaspeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164407812512611122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R6upixQQ-zI/AAAAAAAAAF8/k7m4mkfbB9o/s320/rocaspeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aún me cuesta admitir que eras lo mejor de mi,&lt;br /&gt;pero el día amanece, y nada me parece&lt;br /&gt;la mitad de perfecto, como cuando tu estabas aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es tan corrosivo este dolor&lt;br /&gt;y esta casa en ruinas que soy yo, soy yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es que estoy todo roto por dentro,&lt;br /&gt;estoy todo roto y deshecho&lt;br /&gt;estoy todo roto y no quiero seguir asi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra trampa en un cajón, zancadilla al corazón,&lt;br /&gt;es que amor recalentado, nunca fue de tu agrado&lt;br /&gt;y yo no me acostumbro a la escarcha de mi habitación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero el día amanece, y nada me parece&lt;br /&gt;la mitad de perfecto, como cuando tu estabas aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es tan corrosivo este dolor&lt;br /&gt;y esta casa en ruinas que soy yo, soy yo&lt;br /&gt;Y es que estoy todo roto por dentro&lt;br /&gt;estoy todo roto y deshecho&lt;br /&gt;estoy todo roto y no puedo seguir asi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy todo roto por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Estoy todo roto y deshecho&lt;br /&gt;Estoy todo roto y no quiero seguir asi.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Esta es la canción "Roto por dentro" de M Clan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Durante estos días la he estado escuchando &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en la radio, y la verdad es que me siento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;identificado en gran medida con lo que cuenta.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-4002425832992453908?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/4002425832992453908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=4002425832992453908&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/4002425832992453908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/4002425832992453908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/02/roto-por-dentro.html' title='Roto por dentro....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R6upixQQ-zI/AAAAAAAAAF8/k7m4mkfbB9o/s72-c/rocaspeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-915367193502067144</id><published>2008-01-29T00:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:05:35.694Z</updated><title type='text'>(Ansiedades...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R556ZhQQ-yI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Z_sqHo3fCnE/s1600-h/cruces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160696801855077154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R556ZhQQ-yI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Z_sqHo3fCnE/s320/cruces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sin duda alguna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu has nublado mi razón,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amor, dejame ser tu huesped,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no me hagas sufrir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;puedo eternamente esperarte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vivir no me obsesiona.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(C.P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero mirarme&lt;br /&gt;nas meniñas dos teus ollos.&lt;br /&gt;Non me deixes,&lt;br /&gt;e ten compasión de min.&lt;br /&gt;Sen ti non podo,&lt;br /&gt;sen ti non podo vivir.&lt;br /&gt;Dame alento da túas palabras.&lt;br /&gt;Dame celme do teu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Dame lume das tuas miradas.&lt;br /&gt;Dame vida co teu dulce amor.&lt;br /&gt;sen ti non podo,&lt;br /&gt;Sen ti non podo vivir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Extracto de la canción "Lela"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;escrita por Castelao)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-915367193502067144?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/915367193502067144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=915367193502067144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/915367193502067144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/915367193502067144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/01/qque-puedo-hacer.html' title='(Ansiedades...)'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R556ZhQQ-yI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Z_sqHo3fCnE/s72-c/cruces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-8671659617506585472</id><published>2008-01-25T02:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-25T02:24:36.215Z</updated><title type='text'>Un poco de luz....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R5lHlBQQ-wI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KLl_ymk9raE/s1600-h/luz+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159233549447002882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R5lHlBQQ-wI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KLl_ymk9raE/s320/luz+copia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ¡Tu tienes, para mí todo lo bello; &lt;div align="center"&gt;yo tengo para ti, todo lo que ama; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tú, para mí, la luz que resplandece,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yo, para ti, sus llamas!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Almafuerte)&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Disfrutamos del calor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque hemos sentido el frío.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valoramos la luz, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque conocemos la oscuridad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y comprendemos la felicidad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque hemos conocido la tristeza &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(David Weatherford)&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Por muy larga que sea la noche,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el amanecer llegará.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (refrán)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-8671659617506585472?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/8671659617506585472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=8671659617506585472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8671659617506585472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8671659617506585472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/01/un-poco-de-luz.html' title='Un poco de luz....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R5lHlBQQ-wI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KLl_ymk9raE/s72-c/luz+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2242646160935128381</id><published>2008-01-18T22:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-18T23:02:31.711Z</updated><title type='text'>Buscando una luz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R5EuSTDd1aI/AAAAAAAAAFI/d1rqn6HRPR4/s1600-h/bombillapeqd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156953940203263394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R5EuSTDd1aI/AAAAAAAAAFI/d1rqn6HRPR4/s320/bombillapeqd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La oscuridad reina a los pies del faro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Proverbio Japonés)&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;La vida es sólo una pequeña luz entre dos grandes oscuridades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(José Narosky)&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;La más bella palabra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en labios de una persona &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;es la palabra madre,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y la llamada más dulce: madre mía.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Khalil Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2242646160935128381?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2242646160935128381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2242646160935128381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2242646160935128381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2242646160935128381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/01/la-oscuridad-reina-los-pies-del-faro.html' title='Buscando una luz...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R5EuSTDd1aI/AAAAAAAAAFI/d1rqn6HRPR4/s72-c/bombillapeqd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-3188161467406377666</id><published>2008-01-17T22:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-17T22:34:03.489Z</updated><title type='text'>Sobre las obsesiones....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4_XhzDd1ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3Yvm_Bo5C4M/s1600-h/obsesion2peq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156577074002908562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4_XhzDd1ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3Yvm_Bo5C4M/s320/obsesion2peq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Obsesión.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Del lat. obsessĭo, -ōnis, asedio).&lt;br /&gt;1. f. Perturbación anímica producida por una idea fija.&lt;br /&gt;2. f. Idea, preocupación o deseo que con tenaz persistencia asalta la mente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-3188161467406377666?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/3188161467406377666/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=3188161467406377666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/3188161467406377666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/3188161467406377666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/01/sobre-las-obsesiones.html' title='Sobre las obsesiones....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4_XhzDd1ZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3Yvm_Bo5C4M/s72-c/obsesion2peq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-5356296443524871368</id><published>2008-01-14T22:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:34:20.028Z</updated><title type='text'>Amor Parásito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4vjMzDd1YI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hpa32OHXix4/s1600-h/carrabouxapeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155464007458346370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4vjMzDd1YI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hpa32OHXix4/s320/carrabouxapeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Los parásitos florecen en la herida del árbol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Valeriu Butulescu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quien puede decir cuanto ama, pequeño amor siente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Francesco Petrarca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-5356296443524871368?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/5356296443524871368/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=5356296443524871368&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5356296443524871368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5356296443524871368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/01/amor-parsito.html' title='Amor Parásito'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4vjMzDd1YI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hpa32OHXix4/s72-c/carrabouxapeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-7629092047021629307</id><published>2008-01-09T23:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:39:01.599Z</updated><title type='text'>Pensando....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4VZXzDd1XI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oaapGIkPlxU/s1600-h/liopeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153623613972010354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4VZXzDd1XI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oaapGIkPlxU/s320/liopeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ¿De qué color son los ojos de los ángeles?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De un verde peculiar -me dijo-.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miré fijamente los ojos de aquel ángel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y ciertamente pude notar en su mirada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;un hermoso verde, tan hermoso que sólo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en los ojos de los ángeles puede encontrarse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-7629092047021629307?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/7629092047021629307/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=7629092047021629307&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7629092047021629307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7629092047021629307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/01/pensando.html' title='Pensando....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4VZXzDd1XI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oaapGIkPlxU/s72-c/liopeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-7598095274880748940</id><published>2008-01-07T23:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-08T09:45:00.621Z</updated><title type='text'>Desierto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4KxAzDd1WI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mNgOVmdFvy4/s1600-h/blp10-11-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152875550928131426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4KxAzDd1WI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mNgOVmdFvy4/s320/blp10-11-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Un mar de arena &lt;div align="center"&gt;vuela en los desiertos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de tu ausencia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No soy dueño de mí mismo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ni voy donde a mí me agrada, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;atado llevo el deseo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;al hilo de tu mirada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Salvador Rueda)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-7598095274880748940?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/7598095274880748940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=7598095274880748940&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7598095274880748940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7598095274880748940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/01/un-mar-de-arena-vuela-en-los-desiertos.html' title='Desierto...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R4KxAzDd1WI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mNgOVmdFvy4/s72-c/blp10-11-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-5190444559762629072</id><published>2008-01-02T19:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:48:59.253Z</updated><title type='text'>La tela de Araña.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R3vogjDd1VI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DtvloFbs5Mw/s1600-h/ARANHATELA3PEQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150966244691531090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R3vogjDd1VI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DtvloFbs5Mw/s320/ARANHATELA3PEQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tus ojos clavados en los míos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tienden una tela de araña.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mi corazón apresado está, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu mirada lo tiene esclavizado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mi sentimiento vuela buscándote &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en la oscuridad del día sin ti.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soy como una mosca &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;atrapada en una helada tela de araña,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; y nada puedo hacer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-5190444559762629072?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/5190444559762629072/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=5190444559762629072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5190444559762629072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5190444559762629072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2008/01/la-tela-de-araa.html' title='La tela de Araña.'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R3vogjDd1VI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DtvloFbs5Mw/s72-c/ARANHATELA3PEQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-7727442644423747579</id><published>2007-12-29T19:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-29T20:25:49.873Z</updated><title type='text'>Aunque la distancia sea pequeña...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R3ajgjDd1UI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ubjhU6UYH5k/s1600-h/union.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149483003505661250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R3ajgjDd1UI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ubjhU6UYH5k/s320/union.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He salido a la calle abrazado a la tristeza: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vi lo que no mira nadie y me dio vergüenza y pena. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soledad que te pegas a mi alma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en la dulce soledad de este campo de otoño. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No hay momentos de sosiego. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rebeldía pura de amores sin amores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ilusiones puras y puros conformismos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;intentando levantar el espíritu nostálgico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de querer estar contigo y nunca estarlo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Los llantos desconsolados que estrangulan las gargantas; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;los ancianos encorvados: parece que la tierra les llama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Volverás de vez en cuando a estas tierras agrietadas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y verás de nuevo a quien te ama borracho; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;borracho de amores y libertades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y también de vinos por olvidarte. Borracho... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me da pena que se admire el valor en la batalla; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;menos mal que con los rifles no se matan las palabras. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y si surgen saludos y palabras &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tal vez notes la dureza de mi estilo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;queriendo no herirte en nada, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y en mi soledad sólo herirme yo mismo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La justicia está arrestada por orden de la avaricia; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el dinero que te salva es el mismo que te asesina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y verás sin duda el resurgir poderoso del guerrero &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sin miedo a leyes ni a nostalgias &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y lo verás caer una y mil veces y levantarse de nuevo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;con la pura bandera de su raza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me da pena que se admire el valor en la batalla; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;menos mal que con los rifles no se matan las palabras. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soledad de amores triste y pura, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soledad de amores y locura. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Este texto es la letra de una canción &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;titulada: " Abrazado a la tristeza"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;del grupo Entrechinato y tú.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DEDICADA A QUIÉN QUIERA ENTENDERLA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-7727442644423747579?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/7727442644423747579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=7727442644423747579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7727442644423747579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7727442644423747579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/12/aunque-la-distancia-sea-pequea.html' title='Aunque la distancia sea pequeña...'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R3ajgjDd1UI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ubjhU6UYH5k/s72-c/union.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-7600966442431998021</id><published>2007-12-14T03:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-14T03:47:44.727Z</updated><title type='text'>Vuelta a empezar.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R2H7TtIhD7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XJnANoqVwO4/s1600-h/BROTEPEQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143668565385220018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R2H7TtIhD7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XJnANoqVwO4/s320/BROTEPEQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uno debe terminar antes de haber dicho todo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Algunos lo han dicho todo antes de empezar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Elias Canetti )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-7600966442431998021?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/7600966442431998021/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=7600966442431998021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7600966442431998021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7600966442431998021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/12/vuelta-empezar.html' title='Vuelta a empezar.....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R2H7TtIhD7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XJnANoqVwO4/s72-c/BROTEPEQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2830067553235421535</id><published>2007-12-04T00:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:46:00.723Z</updated><title type='text'>La Soledad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R1SiwJ_D3JI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3wfpjMrB33U/s1600-R/SOLEDADPEQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139912022934412434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R1SiwJ_D3JI/AAAAAAAAAEI/NibWzd1VAgs/s320/SOLEDADPEQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; De los arces de otoño me acerco y la soledad me invade. &lt;div align="center"&gt;(Kobayashi Issa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2830067553235421535?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2830067553235421535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2830067553235421535&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2830067553235421535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2830067553235421535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/12/de-los-arces-de-otoo-me-acerco-y-la.html' title='La Soledad'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/R1SiwJ_D3JI/AAAAAAAAAEI/NibWzd1VAgs/s72-c/SOLEDADPEQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-311552058960832041</id><published>2007-11-02T18:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-02T20:10:43.866Z</updated><title type='text'>Hasta pronto.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Ryt_59qML7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/7gnNKiqZYRQ/s1600-h/AND.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128333234472234930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Ryt_59qML7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/7gnNKiqZYRQ/s320/AND.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A la compañera de viaje, cuyos ojos, encantador paisaje, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hacen parecer corto el camino. (George Brassens).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;En algún lugar del alma se extienden los desiertos de la pérdida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;del dolor fermentado; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oscuros páramos agazapados tras los parajes de los días. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Sealtiel Alatriste).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... S U E R T E ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-311552058960832041?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/311552058960832041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=311552058960832041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/311552058960832041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/311552058960832041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/11/hasta-pronto.html' title='Hasta pronto.....'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Ryt_59qML7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/7gnNKiqZYRQ/s72-c/AND.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-8125314869888391199</id><published>2007-09-11T22:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:09:02.404Z</updated><title type='text'>+Esperanza+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RucSLsE5iZI/AAAAAAAAADk/YdJ3FwBqLCk/s1600-h/luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109072294294686098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RucSLsE5iZI/AAAAAAAAADk/YdJ3FwBqLCk/s320/luz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La esperanza es un árbol en flor &lt;div align="center"&gt;que se balancea dulcemente al soplo de las ilusiones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Severo Catalina) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pues no, de esta vez tampoco ha podido ser, algo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;allí dentro ha fallado, aun no sabemos qué.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pero no pasa nada, en breve nueva intentona...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque además, dicen que el que la sigue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la consigue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-8125314869888391199?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/8125314869888391199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=8125314869888391199&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8125314869888391199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8125314869888391199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/09/la-esperanza-es-un-rbol-en-flor-que-se.html' title='+Esperanza+'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RucSLsE5iZI/AAAAAAAAADk/YdJ3FwBqLCk/s72-c/luz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-1995962205316525790</id><published>2007-08-22T21:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:09:26.030Z</updated><title type='text'>---El Principio---</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Rsytq9ORIVI/AAAAAAAAADc/o1OuLCJ-fHQ/s1600-h/embriones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101643431404446034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Rsytq9ORIVI/AAAAAAAAADc/o1OuLCJ-fHQ/s320/embriones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La vida no es un problema que tiene que ser resuelto, &lt;div align="center"&gt;sino una realidad que debe ser experimentada.&lt;br /&gt;(Soren Kierkegaard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;El milagro de la vida, en sus primeros pasos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Un par de embriones, con los genes de Montse,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y con los mios. ¿No es maravilloso?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quizás estas sean las fotos más importantes que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vea a lo largo de mi vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-1995962205316525790?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/1995962205316525790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=1995962205316525790&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/1995962205316525790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/1995962205316525790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/08/el-principio.html' title='---El Principio---'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Rsytq9ORIVI/AAAAAAAAADc/o1OuLCJ-fHQ/s72-c/embriones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2606776588048916317</id><published>2007-08-20T21:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:09:54.721Z</updated><title type='text'>+Haciendo memoria+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RsoNvdORIUI/AAAAAAAAADU/hPplih-c5nY/s1600-h/fuentebaja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100904636899991874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RsoNvdORIUI/AAAAAAAAADU/hPplih-c5nY/s320/fuentebaja.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cuando bebas agua, recuerda la fuente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Proverbio Chino)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoy por la tarde, hablando con una persona, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vino a mi memoria esta imagen, y acompañandola,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el recuerdo de una serie de personas descubiertas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y experiencias vividas, las cuales no podré olvidar nunca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2606776588048916317?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2606776588048916317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2606776588048916317&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2606776588048916317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2606776588048916317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/08/haciendo-memoria.html' title='+Haciendo memoria+'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RsoNvdORIUI/AAAAAAAAADU/hPplih-c5nY/s72-c/fuentebaja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-8015958187596146923</id><published>2007-07-30T23:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:13:14.037Z</updated><title type='text'>[La Luna....]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Rq54R54PInI/AAAAAAAAADM/TzoDt4vnXpo/s1600-h/LUNA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093140477592412786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Rq54R54PInI/AAAAAAAAADM/TzoDt4vnXpo/s320/LUNA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ¿De quién es pues, hijos míos, esta roja, roja luna?.&lt;br /&gt;(Kobayashi Issa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dedicada a ese que siempre nos recuerda el día mágico,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en el que, pese a la distancia, nuestras miradas hacia Ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nos unen durante unos instantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Salud Compañero Xn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-8015958187596146923?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/8015958187596146923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=8015958187596146923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8015958187596146923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8015958187596146923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/07/de-quin-es-pues-hijos-mos-esta-roja.html' title='[La Luna....]'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Rq54R54PInI/AAAAAAAAADM/TzoDt4vnXpo/s72-c/LUNA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-2289158912800999502</id><published>2007-07-30T23:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:11:56.449Z</updated><title type='text'>[Los lazos]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Rq5zHJ4PImI/AAAAAAAAADE/ibSikHW2h24/s1600-h/P1000091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093134795350680162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Rq5zHJ4PImI/AAAAAAAAADE/ibSikHW2h24/s320/P1000091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La posesión de la "riqueza" tiene lazos invisibles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en donde el corazón se enreda facilmente.&lt;br /&gt;(Jacques benigne Bossuet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;El pasado viernes, al llegar a casa me encontré con&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;una más que grata sorpresa. Un pequeño paquete me esperaba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en el buzón de la entrada. La verdad es que tardé en abrirlo, lo que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el ascensor tarda en llegar al primer piso (yo vivo en un tercero...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Al llegar a casa, lo estuve examinando detenidamente, y recordando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uno a uno, a aquellos que recientemente habían compartido conmigo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unos maravillosos y enriquecedores días. Me imagino que ellos también&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;habrán recibido el Paquete, y espero que este les haya hecho recordar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esa semana, aunque creo que es difícil olvidarla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Un fuerte abrazo a &lt;a href="mailto:tod@s"&gt;tod@s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-2289158912800999502?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/2289158912800999502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=2289158912800999502&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2289158912800999502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/2289158912800999502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/07/la-posesin-de-la-riqueza-tiene-lazos.html' title='[Los lazos]'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Rq5zHJ4PImI/AAAAAAAAADE/ibSikHW2h24/s72-c/P1000091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-6074862613280899835</id><published>2007-07-17T11:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:10:30.471Z</updated><title type='text'>+Sobre los secretos.....+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RpyrPQ8aQ-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/8zjcDtwchls/s1600-h/meaculpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088129957756552162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RpyrPQ8aQ-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/8zjcDtwchls/s320/meaculpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; El que confía sus secretos a otro hombre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se hace esclavo él. (Baltasar Gracián)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nota sobre el autor de la frase: Baltasar Gracián fue escritor y &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sacerdote jesuita en el siglo XVII. Frases de este tipo y la publicación &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de sus obras sin el preceptivo premiso de la Compañia hicieron que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cayera en desgracia.Como penitencia le impusieron ayuno a pan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y agua, y le prohibieron disponer de tinta, pluma y papel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-6074862613280899835?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/6074862613280899835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=6074862613280899835&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6074862613280899835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/6074862613280899835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/07/el-que-confa-sus-secretos-otro-hombre.html' title='+Sobre los secretos.....+'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RpyrPQ8aQ-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/8zjcDtwchls/s72-c/meaculpa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-7098051934884567021</id><published>2007-07-11T20:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:10:40.576Z</updated><title type='text'>+El Estanque.+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RpVCmqpd8vI/AAAAAAAAAC0/nyMjB0hlitU/s1600-h/NENUFAR22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086044586235523826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RpVCmqpd8vI/AAAAAAAAAC0/nyMjB0hlitU/s320/NENUFAR22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La contemplación es un lujo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mientras que la acción es una necesidad. (Henri Bergson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-7098051934884567021?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/7098051934884567021/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=7098051934884567021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7098051934884567021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/7098051934884567021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/07/el-estanque.html' title='+El Estanque.+'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RpVCmqpd8vI/AAAAAAAAAC0/nyMjB0hlitU/s72-c/NENUFAR22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-5456775221651092678</id><published>2007-06-26T22:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:10:53.720Z</updated><title type='text'>+Sobre el futuro y las coincidencias...+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RoGWVr37VII/AAAAAAAAACs/mV9H3MoYpPU/s1600-h/futuro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080507153949348994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RoGWVr37VII/AAAAAAAAACs/mV9H3MoYpPU/s320/futuro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Un viaje de mil millas comienza con el primer paso. (Lao Tse) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoy he visto la película "Las Nueve Revelaciones" basada en el libro "The celestine prophecy" de James Redfield, en la que se habla de las casualidades y la energía común, entre otras cosas. Reciente y casualmente, he estado hablando con alguien sobre ese mismo tema. Era algo en lo que nunca había pensado, pero a raiz de esa conversación, y no se si sugestionado por ella, una serie de coincidencias han ido apareciendo en mi vida con más claridad, y digo con más claridad, porque imagino que estas mismas coincidencias, seguramente las habia vivido anteriormente, pero sin percibirlas. ¿Tienen explicación?.¿Es la apreciación de estas el primer paso para una mejor comprensión de lo que nos rodea?. ¿Donde buscar la respuesta?.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-5456775221651092678?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/5456775221651092678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=5456775221651092678&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5456775221651092678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5456775221651092678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/06/sobre-el-futuro-y-las-coincidencias.html' title='+Sobre el futuro y las coincidencias...+'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RoGWVr37VII/AAAAAAAAACs/mV9H3MoYpPU/s72-c/futuro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-3066657833230664578</id><published>2007-06-22T18:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:11:04.343Z</updated><title type='text'>+A Noite de San Xoan+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RnwQub37VHI/AAAAAAAAACk/1zfhFNSvXXM/s1600-h/sanxoan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078952869709436018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RnwQub37VHI/AAAAAAAAACk/1zfhFNSvXXM/s320/sanxoan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La suerte es una flecha lanzada &lt;div align="center"&gt;que hace blanco en quien menos lo espera.&lt;br /&gt;(Konrad Adenauer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-3066657833230664578?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/3066657833230664578/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=3066657833230664578&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/3066657833230664578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/3066657833230664578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/06/noite-de-san-xoan.html' title='+A Noite de San Xoan+'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RnwQub37VHI/AAAAAAAAACk/1zfhFNSvXXM/s72-c/sanxoan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-5728637644186153286</id><published>2007-06-21T14:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:11:15.230Z</updated><title type='text'>+Sobre el futuro...+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RnvR6r37VGI/AAAAAAAAACc/XeVu4S7ZtMs/s1600-h/JRR_1256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078883810930283618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RnvR6r37VGI/AAAAAAAAACc/XeVu4S7ZtMs/s320/JRR_1256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; El futuro es ese periodo de tiempo en el que prosperan nuestros negocios, nuestros amigos son verdaderos y nuestra felicidad segura. (Ambrose Bierce)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-5728637644186153286?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/5728637644186153286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=5728637644186153286&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5728637644186153286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/5728637644186153286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/06/sobre-el-futuro.html' title='+Sobre el futuro...+'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RnvR6r37VGI/AAAAAAAAACc/XeVu4S7ZtMs/s72-c/JRR_1256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-1768031482962717574</id><published>2007-06-18T18:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:11:32.158Z</updated><title type='text'>[ESPECIAL O CAUREL]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RnbVQ737VDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/E1pfkf2aYUU/s1600-h/caurel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077480116833702962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RnbVQ737VDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/E1pfkf2aYUU/s320/caurel1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para aquellos que se han hecho un sitito en mi corazón:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XENTECAUREL1: &lt;a href="http://jregal.photoblog.com/user/jregal/2007/06/19/"&gt;http://jregal.photoblog.com/user/jregal/2007/06/19/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XENTECAUREL2: &lt;a href="http://jregal.photoblog.com/user/jregal/2007/06/20/"&gt;http://jregal.photoblog.com/user/jregal/2007/06/20/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-1768031482962717574?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/1768031482962717574/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=1768031482962717574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/1768031482962717574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/1768031482962717574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/06/especial-o-caurel.html' title='[ESPECIAL O CAUREL]'/><author><name>J. Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RnbVQ737VDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/E1pfkf2aYUU/s72-c/caurel1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-8193428898657371962</id><published>2007-06-11T14:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:12:12.235Z</updated><title type='text'>[Corpus]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Rm1akL37U8I/AAAAAAAAABE/YsVCaCNR3gk/s1600-h/corpus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074811932825572290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/Rm1akL37U8I/AAAAAAAAABE/YsVCaCNR3gk/s320/corpus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Los detalles siempre son importantes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿como ser capaz de percibirlos y apreciarlos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-8193428898657371962?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/8193428898657371962/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=8193428898657371962&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8193428898657371962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/8193428898657371962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/06/corpus.html' title='[Corpus]'/><author><name>J. 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Regal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05390276827846414196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbKeb37U3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XwqK3Kt-rPk/s320/yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmrBnL37U4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/PQAjWS3OsRU/s72-c/aranha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828558913547370042.post-507153340923481351</id><published>2007-06-05T22:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:19:28.542Z</updated><title type='text'>Se puede?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbHw737U2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/4_wDwTbvxfo/s1600-h/sepuede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072961673799357282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbHw737U2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/4_wDwTbvxfo/s320/sepuede.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9jfr2m2T_Z8/RmbGo737U1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qd3fF9PlRdY/s1600-h/sepuede.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cuando no se tiene nada que decir..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2828558913547370042-507153340923481351?l=jregal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/feeds/507153340923481351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2828558913547370042&amp;postID=507153340923481351&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/507153340923481351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2828558913547370042/posts/default/507153340923481351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jregal.blogspot.com/2007/06/se-puede.html' title='Se puede?'/><author><name>J. 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