<?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-2100308676650303130</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:26:36.729+01:00</updated><category term='peter pan'/><category term='cambio'/><title type='text'>LaLunaEnBotella</title><subtitle type='html'>..el que intenta meter la luna en botella es un valiente, no un loco..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-5844192543238052020</id><published>2010-07-13T03:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T03:26:54.441+02:00</updated><title type='text'>patético</title><content type='html'>os cambios ou son drásticos ou non son cambios, e para iso vale calquera tipo de desencadenante&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2100308676650303130-5844192543238052020?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/5844192543238052020/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2010/07/patetico.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/5844192543238052020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/5844192543238052020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2010/07/patetico.html' title='patético'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-2956580150625500794</id><published>2010-07-08T14:10:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T15:09:27.598+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Como el agua...</title><content type='html'>Crisis. La palabra del año.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;También a nosotros nos ha tocado esta temporada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero crisis también supone oportunidad; oportunidad para soltar amarre y después de algún tiempo a la deriva gastando energía sin rumbo fijo, con riesgo de motín o de caer en la superstición, llegar a un puerto: Puerto esperanza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un campeonato gallego increíble, organizado en casa con la terrible seguridad de un último puesto. Nada que perder, llegar ahí ya es un éxito...y vaya sorpresa, un segundo puesto y de cabeza al nacional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La travesía ha sido larga y aunque hemos conseguido nuevos retos no faltan las bajas. No es un trago de buen gusto decir adiós, pero se compensa con los nuevos hola! que encontraremos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/TDXNYuBGrUI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZN_GAvXtL_w/s1600/20450_104479272905689_100000308506569_111270_2568742_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491521145201405250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/TDXNYuBGrUI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZN_GAvXtL_w/s400/20450_104479272905689_100000308506569_111270_2568742_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2100308676650303130-2956580150625500794?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/2956580150625500794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2010/07/como-el-agua.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/2956580150625500794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/2956580150625500794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2010/07/como-el-agua.html' title='Como el agua...'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/TDXNYuBGrUI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZN_GAvXtL_w/s72-c/20450_104479272905689_100000308506569_111270_2568742_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-7717623985057905292</id><published>2010-01-28T01:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T01:27:21.557+01:00</updated><title type='text'>protocolo de actuación</title><content type='html'>Se nun momento dado, de supeto, deixas de encontrar graciosos os chistes dos teus amigos de sempre, empezas a encontrar insoportables todos esos defectos que antes perdonabas sen case darte conta, en resumen se descubres q cambiaches tanto que de conocelos agora non os volverías a ver...conta ata dez!&lt;br /&gt;Non existen os milagros, pero seguro que nesos dez segundos pasa algo que che fai recordar esos &lt;a href="mailto:chicuel@s"&gt;chicuel@s&lt;/a&gt; cos que decidiches compartir momentos únicos.&lt;br /&gt;E recorda crear recordos comúns para futuros reencontros...como bailar nun supermercado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...bailandooooo, me paso el dia bailandoooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2100308676650303130-7717623985057905292?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/7717623985057905292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2010/01/protocolo-de-actuacion.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/7717623985057905292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/7717623985057905292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2010/01/protocolo-de-actuacion.html' title='protocolo de actuación'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-1673667994887418750</id><published>2009-06-26T22:15:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:25:50.961+02:00</updated><title type='text'>vendo como todo se desmorona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SkUuX5pbxKI/AAAAAAAAACI/OpkeSQAYEwM/s1600-h/DSC00850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351734720346178722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SkUuX5pbxKI/AAAAAAAAACI/OpkeSQAYEwM/s320/DSC00850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SkUuXvQz9HI/AAAAAAAAACA/ylyvaQrT5wE/s1600-h/DSC00652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351734717558551666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SkUuXvQz9HI/AAAAAAAAACA/ylyvaQrT5wE/s320/DSC00652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SkUuXdh2jsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/fxUTUXiNH-4/s1600-h/1193847084_f%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351734712798187202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SkUuXdh2jsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/fxUTUXiNH-4/s320/1193847084_f%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SkUuXIv1erI/AAAAAAAAABw/jeDWvM6L__c/s1600-h/1178369773_f%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351734707219692210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SkUuXIv1erI/AAAAAAAAABw/jeDWvM6L__c/s320/1178369773_f%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e como me fundo con el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2100308676650303130-1673667994887418750?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/1673667994887418750/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/06/vendo-como-todo-se-desmorona.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/1673667994887418750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/1673667994887418750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/06/vendo-como-todo-se-desmorona.html' title='vendo como todo se desmorona'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SkUuX5pbxKI/AAAAAAAAACI/OpkeSQAYEwM/s72-c/DSC00850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-9033287485536340834</id><published>2009-06-20T01:20:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:27:32.490+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Respeta aos teus maiores...</title><content type='html'>Respeto aos meus amigos, e queroos. Pero o respeto hacía ti impedía calquera mostra de cariño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prometinme que cando me toque a min será diferente, pero mentres tanto quédome con..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"de lo bueno, lo mejor; de lo mejor, lo superior"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349184137412679970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SjweobyjGSI/AAAAAAAAABo/mOo2w-Qjygg/s320/DSC00803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...inda que non o recorde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2100308676650303130-9033287485536340834?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/9033287485536340834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/06/respeta-aos-teus-maiores.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/9033287485536340834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/9033287485536340834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/06/respeta-aos-teus-maiores.html' title='Respeta aos teus maiores...'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SjweobyjGSI/AAAAAAAAABo/mOo2w-Qjygg/s72-c/DSC00803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-9062508566482587250</id><published>2009-06-16T00:39:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:59:04.660+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Because our parents had Hendrix, Janis and Jim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.punksunidos.com.ar/hippies/hippie_delico_chica_flash_musica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 468px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.punksunidos.com.ar/hippies/hippie_delico_chica_flash_musica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever happened to &lt;strong&gt;sex, drugs and rock'n'roll&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now we just have AIDS, crack and techno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..ahora ni siquiera eso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 512px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 405px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://the60sofficialsite.com/images/buslarge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[radio rock :)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/2100308676650303130-9062508566482587250?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/9062508566482587250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-our-parents-had-hendrix-janis.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/9062508566482587250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/9062508566482587250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-our-parents-had-hendrix-janis.html' title='Because our parents had Hendrix, Janis and Jim'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-5156821095597179294</id><published>2009-05-10T21:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:05:35.805+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Venasconhumoypalabras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SgczUU94DqI/AAAAAAAAABg/Jodc_2fKCWE/s1600-h/P3220689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334288707962277538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SgczUU94DqI/AAAAAAAAABg/Jodc_2fKCWE/s400/P3220689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para unos vivir es pisar cristales con los pies desnudos; para otros vivir es mirar el sol frente a frente.&lt;br /&gt;La playa cuenta días y horas por cada niño que muere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Una flor se abre, una torre se hunde.&lt;br /&gt;Todo es igual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tendí mi brazo; no llovía. Pisé cristales; no había sol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miré la luna; no había playa.&lt;br /&gt;Qué más da. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu destino es mirar las torres que levantan, las flores que abren, los niños que mueren; aparte, como naipe cuya baraja se ha perdido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2100308676650303130-5156821095597179294?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/5156821095597179294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/05/venasconhumoypalabras.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/5156821095597179294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/5156821095597179294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/05/venasconhumoypalabras.html' title='Venasconhumoypalabras'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SgczUU94DqI/AAAAAAAAABg/Jodc_2fKCWE/s72-c/P3220689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-8093922833536128145</id><published>2009-03-19T00:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:46:38.454+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cometas en el cielo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/ScGHxqV2acI/AAAAAAAAABY/01uu_SDTVbU/s1600-h/14501%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314678322523171266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/ScGHxqV2acI/AAAAAAAAABY/01uu_SDTVbU/s400/14501%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En realidad, existe un solo pecado, y éste es robar. Todos los demás pecados son variaciones sobre un mismo tema: el robar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No sólo se roba el derecho de propiedad; el robo afecta a todos los derechos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando matas a un hombre, robas una vida. Le robas a su esposa el derecho a tener un esposo, le robas a sus hijos el derecho a tener un padre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando dices una mentira, le robas a alguien el derecho a la verdad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hay acto más despreciable que robar. No hay nadie más despreciable que el ladrón. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robar es robarse a sí mismo, porque quien roba a otro, se está robando a sí mismo la oportunidad de ser respetable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2100308676650303130-8093922833536128145?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/8093922833536128145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/03/cometas-en-el-cielo.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/8093922833536128145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/8093922833536128145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/03/cometas-en-el-cielo.html' title='Cometas en el cielo'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/ScGHxqV2acI/AAAAAAAAABY/01uu_SDTVbU/s72-c/14501%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-6937002662901685281</id><published>2009-03-08T22:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:05:56.057+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SbRAcZ1cbeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YFQySx8fSxA/s1600-h/DSCF0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310940717292219874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SbRAcZ1cbeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YFQySx8fSxA/s400/DSCF0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...pero aún así,&lt;br /&gt;las puertas del infierno se han abierto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...y desde allí,&lt;br /&gt;los vivos se confunden con los muertos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2100308676650303130-6937002662901685281?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/6937002662901685281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/6937002662901685281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/6937002662901685281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SbRAcZ1cbeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YFQySx8fSxA/s72-c/DSCF0392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-4519045359100942268</id><published>2009-03-04T14:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T14:43:34.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cumplir as normas fai feliz aos demais, non a ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/Sa6FJjbLCPI/AAAAAAAAABI/kXnB5Q9GqyY/s1600-h/CIMG0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309327409890920690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/Sa6FJjbLCPI/AAAAAAAAABI/kXnB5Q9GqyY/s320/CIMG0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2100308676650303130-4519045359100942268?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/4519045359100942268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/03/cumplir-as-normas-fai-feliz-aos-demais.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/4519045359100942268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/4519045359100942268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/03/cumplir-as-normas-fai-feliz-aos-demais.html' title='Cumplir as normas fai feliz aos demais, non a ti'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/Sa6FJjbLCPI/AAAAAAAAABI/kXnB5Q9GqyY/s72-c/CIMG0212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-9188369651954208636</id><published>2009-02-25T13:32:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T14:50:21.992+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peter pan'/><title type='text'>sorri :)</title><content type='html'>cada vez con máis frecuencia..&lt;br /&gt;a monotonía méteseme no corpo e comeza a botar raíces;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cada vez con máis frecuencia..&lt;br /&gt;descúbrome mirando pasar a miña vida,&lt;br /&gt;no canto de estar nela disfrutando e cambiando cousas;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cada vez con máis frecuencia..&lt;br /&gt;non recoñezo o meu reflexo coa xente gris que me rodea;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cada vez con máis frecuencia..&lt;br /&gt;cústame máis sacudir o polvo e as telarañas que aparecen;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por que deixo que pase eso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entón doume cónta de que por moito que sone esa horrible canción do canto del loco...(penso que o grupo que se autodefinia punk e naceu coa intención de ser os nirvana españois debería escoitarse e cambiar de nome dunha vez),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;madurar non ten porque implicar a destrucción do neno, para o nacemento do adulto,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;para que expulsar a peter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esixe responsabilidade, sentido, compromiso, respecto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero non me ates, nin me odies por non ter pés na terra;&lt;br /&gt;non me censures, se me envexas, porque non me importe o que pensen os demais;&lt;br /&gt;non me pidas que me aburra co que me divirte,&lt;br /&gt;nin me divirta co que me aburre;&lt;br /&gt;non me botes en cara que sexa unha inmadura se me tratas coma tal;&lt;br /&gt;non intentes cambiar o que non che gusta de min;&lt;br /&gt;non te sintas responsable dos meus actos, nadie te cre causante dos meus logros;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cando me teñas preto olvida o que DEBES facer e fai o que QUERES (sen olvidar que eres libre de facer todo aquilo que non anule as liberdades dos demáis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306728307488921826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SaVJR4djGOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/G7GXRzVuj44/s320/PB300463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2100308676650303130-9188369651954208636?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/9188369651954208636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/9188369651954208636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/9188369651954208636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorri.html' title='sorri :)'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SaVJR4djGOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/G7GXRzVuj44/s72-c/PB300463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-6558045257711454225</id><published>2009-02-20T12:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:54:34.515+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cambio'/><title type='text'>No es lo mismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SZ6Y-cz6a3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/QZLzXPMrUoY/s1600-h/halloween+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304845609742265202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SZ6Y-cz6a3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/QZLzXPMrUoY/s320/halloween+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todo me parece como ayer, cuando creía &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que debajo de mi piel sólo había luz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que si me cortaban, relumbraría.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pero hoy, en la senda de la vida,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me golpeo las rodillas y sangro. &lt;/strong&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/2100308676650303130-6558045257711454225?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/6558045257711454225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-es-lo-mismo.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/6558045257711454225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/6558045257711454225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-es-lo-mismo.html' title='No es lo mismo'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S4QVkcgaR10/SZ6Y-cz6a3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/QZLzXPMrUoY/s72-c/halloween+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100308676650303130.post-5033638073942910703</id><published>2009-02-19T13:18:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:12:16.412+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Susurros en la oscuridad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ven, quiero contarte algo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;No, no me mires,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;no quiero que me veas hablar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tápate los oídos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;no quiero que me escuches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Quiero que estés aquí &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;pero no quiero que sepas de qué hablo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lo siento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;mejor te lo diré cuándo estés dormido..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2100308676650303130-5033638073942910703?l=fresasconsal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/feeds/5033638073942910703/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/02/susurros-en-la-oscuridad.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/5033638073942910703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2100308676650303130/posts/default/5033638073942910703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fresasconsal.blogspot.com/2009/02/susurros-en-la-oscuridad.html' title='Susurros en la oscuridad'/><author><name>brétema en abril</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMxXGKfHUVA/TWAg0adA6vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dTdEFHnus6M/s220/184.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
