<?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-32136544</id><updated>2012-01-22T20:30:35.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sindefinir</title><subtitle type='html'>es una tipografia</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-7582433370872030032</id><published>2011-05-11T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:41:31.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>se me obstruye el dar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-7582433370872030032?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/7582433370872030032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=7582433370872030032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/7582433370872030032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/7582433370872030032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2011/05/se-me-obstruye-el-dar.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-8136295603706333878</id><published>2010-02-07T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T05:37:08.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bailando por un sueño</title><content type='html'>aquellos que tengan ambiciones superadoras al marco de la introspeccion infinita e ilimitada seran eliminados sin excepcion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aviones, avionetas y helicopteros otrora pertenecientes a las fuerzas aereas seran utilizados para emitir musica privilegiada con un sonido de excelencia. las fronteras geograficas seran a lo sumo subdivisiones de estilo. el proyecto verdaderamente superador sera aquel que no contenga subdivisiones de estilo sino un eclecticismo musical educativo constante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sera un proyecto piloto de experiencia a cincuenta anyos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_cuando sea dios provocare un apocalipsis humano rapido e indoloro_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobreviviremos los perros, tres hermanos y yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(seremos inmortales, no sera necesario jurar morir con gloria).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-8136295603706333878?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/8136295603706333878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=8136295603706333878' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/8136295603706333878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/8136295603706333878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2010/02/el-orden-de-las-cosas-seria-mas-o-menos.html' title='bailando por un sueño'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-6136086268960306763</id><published>2010-01-25T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:33:49.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me resta el 72% del camino con un 49,4 suspendido.&lt;br /&gt;atras hubo escalera real &lt;br /&gt;hubo ascenso, cielo, derroche, mafia, palo y a la bolsa en el oceano de la meta anfetamina&lt;br /&gt;cuanto mar que hubo, mamita&lt;br /&gt;cuanto huerfano, que empenyo, que buena voluntad&lt;br /&gt;la busqueda del futuro fue dulce y la sobrevivencia durisima.&lt;br /&gt;toda esa cosa de ser buena, de querer el bien, de tener buenos sentimientos y a pesar de todo cuando digo el cielo digo el cielo, no digo la alegria, no digo ay que alegre uy las estrellas, digo polvo y cielo celeste como la bandera blanca y celeste&lt;br /&gt;que lindo que fue todo&lt;br /&gt;ezequiel&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-2756772397657967536</id><published>2009-06-06T07:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:10:55.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"esta lloviendo dentro de la luz"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-2756772397657967536?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/2756772397657967536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>alli donde lo convencional es irrompible en el mundo de los otros, el pathos de la victima es evaporarse fragil de belleza sola.&lt;br /&gt;a cuentagotas primitivas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-1402837212922884768?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/1402837212922884768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=1402837212922884768' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/1402837212922884768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/1402837212922884768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2008/04/alli-donde-lo-convencional-es.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-3957330993721047275</id><published>2007-12-08T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T07:03:06.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cuando uno ha visto una cucaracha caminando cerca, siempre le queda un autorreflejo de q cualquier cosa q se mueve -aunque no se mueva nada- es una cucaracha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-3957330993721047275?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-5994994202822724806</id><published>2007-11-14T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T04:56:55.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>en el noticiero de las dos de la manyana del Martes, la locutora, a partir de este momento la querida locutora, dijo: "hoy tenemos para celebrar que se acerca el fin de semana"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-5994994202822724806?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/5994994202822724806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=5994994202822724806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/5994994202822724806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/5994994202822724806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2007/11/en-el-noticiero-de-las-dos-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-160424585042145944</id><published>2007-05-31T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T02:06:43.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>putazo I hope</title><content type='html'>sus acciones y sus declaraciones me llenan de esperanza:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El presidente ruso, Vladimir Putin, &lt;strong&gt;reconoció públicamente&lt;/strong&gt; que su país probó el &lt;a href="http://www.clarin.com/redirect.html?url=http://www.clarin.com/diario/2007/05/30/elmundo/i-01801.htm" target="_blank"&gt;misil intercontinental&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;en respuesta a los intentos de Estados Unidos de alterar "el balance militar estratégico", al tiempo que acusó a Washington de  iniciar una &lt;a href="http://www.clarin.com/redirect.html?url=http://www.clarin.com/diario/2007/05/16/elmundo/i-02401.htm" target="_blank"&gt;carrera armamentística&lt;/a&gt;. Se refirió, de esta manera, al escudo antimisiles que pretende los estadounidenses pretenden instalar en Europa oriental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No hay que temer de estas acciones de Rusia, &lt;strong&gt;porque no tienen carácter agresivo&lt;/strong&gt;. Son sólo una respuesta a las acciones unilaterales, injustificadas y suficientemente duras de nuestros socios", indicó Putin en rueda de prensa tras reunirse con el presidente griego, Karolos Papoulias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nosotros les advertimos de inmediato que adoptaríamos pasos de respuesta para conservar el equilibrio estratégico en el mundo", dijo, y subrayó que esa respuesta sería "asimétrica". El jefe del Kremlin agregó sin medias tintas: &lt;strong&gt;"No somos nosotros los que iniciamos una nueva espiral de carrera armamentista&lt;/strong&gt;. Nuestras acciones apuntan a conservar el equilibrio en el mundo, lo que es muy importante para preservar la seguridad internacional".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putin recordó que Rusia firmó y ratificó el tratado de &lt;a href="http://www.clarin.com/redirect.html?url=http://www.clarin.com/diario/2007/04/27/elmundo/i-02801.htm"&gt;Fuerzas Armadas Convencionales en Europa&lt;/a&gt; (CFE, su sigla en inglés), y agregó: "Lo cumplimos en su totalidad; retiramos de la parte europea de Rusia, más de allá de los Urales, todo nuestro armamento pesado; reducimos en 300.000 hombres nuestras Fuerzas Armadas". "¿Qué hacen nuestros socios?", se preguntó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Llenan con nuevas armas Europa Oriental, una nueva base en Bulgaria, otra en Rumanía, una zona de posicionamiento en Polonia, un radar en la República Checa. "¿Qué podemos hacer? &lt;strong&gt;No podemos quedarnos contemplando y cumplir unilateralmente los compromisos&lt;/strong&gt;", dijo. El líder ruso instó en un llamamiento a las cancillerías occidentales: "O ustedes ratifican este tratado (FACE) o nosotros lo denunciaremos", aseguró.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Algunos de nuestros socios internacionales sustituyen o tratan de sustituir los principios del derecho internacional por la conveniencia política. A nuestra manera de ver, esto no es otra cosa que un dictado e imperialismo", sentenció. El &lt;a href="http://www.clarin.com/redirect.html?url=http://www.clarin.com/diario/2007/04/28/elmundo/i-04015.htm" target="_blank"&gt;jefe del Kremlin&lt;/a&gt; advirtió que esto es &lt;strong&gt;"muy peligroso y dañino"&lt;/strong&gt;, y que Rusia se opone a estas prácticas en la vida política mundial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-160424585042145944?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/160424585042145944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=160424585042145944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/160424585042145944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/160424585042145944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2007/05/putazo-i-hope.html' title='putazo I hope'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-743559026970296585</id><published>2007-05-12T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T05:50:12.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no hay mas el San Se Acabo, ahora lo q existen son procesos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-743559026970296585?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/743559026970296585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=743559026970296585' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/743559026970296585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/743559026970296585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-hay-mas-el-san-se-acabo-ahora-lo-q.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-233725719920104471</id><published>2007-04-10T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T03:58:06.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>solo quiero contar una anecdota de intensidad cocainomana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una vez, hace muchos anyos, como veinte, estaba muy arriba tomando merca con amigos. Veronica y Yo charlabamos paradas, Yo tenia muchas cosas en las manos, un vaso de whisky, un cigarrillo y no se, porro. Mi amiga en el medio de la charla me mira las manos, me mira la cara y dice:&lt;br /&gt;_me das?&lt;br /&gt;Yo le digo&lt;br /&gt;_si, que?&lt;br /&gt;ella me dice&lt;br /&gt;_no se, todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desconozco cualquier paralelo con ese momento historico, pero recien tirada en la cama leyendo 2666 aparece este parrafo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"El ni siquiera me escuchaba, solo queria tenerme cerca, por si acaso, por si acaso que?, no lo se, pero por si acaso definitivamente"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-233725719920104471?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/233725719920104471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=233725719920104471' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/233725719920104471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/233725719920104471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2007/04/solo-quiero-contar-una-anecdota-de.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-9060624060692235504</id><published>2007-02-10T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T07:06:08.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Land</title><content type='html'>sucede un accidente estable, un vecino nuevo modifica mi paraiso superficial.&lt;br /&gt;su poder expansivo viola todos los dias la estructura del sentido comun. atemorizada, me instalo en el lugar del q no sabe decidir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-9060624060692235504?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/9060624060692235504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=9060624060692235504' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/9060624060692235504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/9060624060692235504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2007/02/frozen-land.html' title='Frozen Land'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-116769214677822353</id><published>2007-01-01T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T14:55:46.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>porque esa es la ley primera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5389/3506/1600/310503/juan%3Ajul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5389/3506/320/591536/juan%3Ajul.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-116769214677822353?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/116769214677822353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=116769214677822353' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116769214677822353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116769214677822353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2007/01/porque-esa-es-la-ley-primera.html' title='porque esa es la ley primera'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-116740720404317823</id><published>2006-12-29T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T14:27:44.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no te lo levanto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5389/3506/1600/663348/DSC07555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5389/3506/320/923482/DSC07555.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5389/3506/1600/919808/DSC07558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5389/3506/320/841097/DSC07558.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hermano sol en casa hermana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-116740720404317823?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/116740720404317823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=116740720404317823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116740720404317823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116740720404317823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-te-lo-levanto.html' title='no te lo levanto'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-116576365229698958</id><published>2006-12-10T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T07:14:12.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo realmente pienso si lolo me vera desde el cielo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-116576365229698958?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/116576365229698958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=116576365229698958' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116576365229698958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116576365229698958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/12/yo-realmente-pienso-si-lolo-me-vera.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-116378305088893815</id><published>2006-11-17T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T03:54:11.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>el misterio : ese bluff</title><content type='html'>loving gerundios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la gente no esta preparada para el punto. Por eso tanto enfasis en el desarrollo de los fundamentos durante el periodo universitario, porque se necesita mucha previa, precalentamiento. El precalentamiento es una paja excepto previo al cogiendo, donde no hay punto sin recorrido -al menos en el universo femenino cuando se desata la rienda suelta hasta la desaparicion de la rienda, de la suelta, de la ata la desata-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no hay misterio q aguante cuatro meses de noviazgo a no ser q te hayas metido con un delincuente de cuatro vidas; personalmente no me excitan esos hallazgos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;existe la riqueza, lo infinito, pero el misterio? estamos hablando de trampa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando alguien dice misteriosa, es  importante defenderse de inmediato. En el mejor de los casos, explicando la diferencia con ser reservada. El pensamiento interno en su rol gelido dicta un imperativo _no podes confundirme con esa truchada_.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenemos a estos seres -inteligentes varios- q sin embargo insisten en "el misterio de la mujer". Para mi el hombre q insiste en "el misterio de la mujer" es grasa, o fomentador de la histeria incapaz del enamoramiento franco, o cae en un error semantico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presencia mata misterio, pero hay un error tragico: en la rutina de querernos, confundimos el ser concretos y decirnos las mismas palabras con olvidar q mientras nos decimos las mismas palabras y me ves y te veo yendo hacia los mismos lugares poniendo la pata en el mismo teclado, sucede una realidad paralela simultanea -invisible en los actos- a la q nadie tiene acceso: la mente del otro hay momentos en los q esta viajando&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-116378305088893815?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/116378305088893815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=116378305088893815' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116378305088893815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116378305088893815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/11/el-misterio-ese-bluff.html' title='el misterio : ese bluff'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-116325763216424171</id><published>2006-11-11T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T19:00:50.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me gusta mucho pensar despacito&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-116325763216424171?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/116325763216424171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=116325763216424171' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116325763216424171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116325763216424171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-gusta-mucho-pensar-despacito.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-116023985651448226</id><published>2006-10-07T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T11:32:27.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>profiles</title><content type='html'>se me da por ser el resultado callado de toda mi absorcion. &lt;br /&gt;aprecio -infinitamente- descubrir en gestos el recorrido q resulta en un ser humano elegante con moderacion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la elegancia es el resultado del saber. La demostracion, el show off,  es la prueba ordinaria de q el saber no ha superado un estado puro de cierta berretez, o bien, no ha sabido componerse o amalgamar al ser mas q representando un vacio sin constitucion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dicho de otro modo, la cultura se debe ver en el caracter.  El discurso puede mencionar una corriente teorica para facilitar la linea de pensamiento q quiere expresar, pero cuando el discurso necesita recurrir a la mencion de una corriente teorica para sentirse validado, ese discurso se desvanece en el aire de quienes tienen mayor conocimiento consolidado y lo q el otro termina comunicando es q alli hay gato encerrado&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-116023985651448226?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/116023985651448226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=116023985651448226' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116023985651448226'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-116019508718638521?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/116019508718638521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=116019508718638521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116019508718638521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/116019508718638521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/10/cuando-el-loser-se-siente-ganador.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115965131991782050</id><published>2006-09-30T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T14:21:59.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todo lo humano me es ajenjo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115965131991782050?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115965131991782050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115965131991782050' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115963606971615819?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115963606971615819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115963606971615819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115963606971615819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115963606971615819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/09/las-cosas-estan-tan-mal-q-estoy.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115911072987607626</id><published>2006-09-24T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T09:14:13.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/1600/animal%20print.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/320/animal%20print.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/1600/after%20hours.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/320/after%20hours.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/1600/internas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/320/internas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115911072987607626?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115911072987607626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115911072987607626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115911072987607626'/><link rel='self' 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alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no tengo palabras, da igual&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115910959084817775?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115910959084817775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115910959084817775' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115910959084817775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115910959084817775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-tengo-palabras-da-igual.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115910908309168999</id><published>2006-09-24T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T15:52:12.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la repeticion de la trama</title><content type='html'>ahora me tengo q esperar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115910908309168999?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115910908309168999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115910908309168999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115910908309168999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115910908309168999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/09/la-repeticion-de-la-trama.html' title='la repeticion de la trama'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115740344261208243</id><published>2006-09-04T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T13:57:22.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was acero</title><content type='html'>fragilidad de tanta open mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115740344261208243?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115740344261208243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115740344261208243' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115740344261208243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115740344261208243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-acero.html' title='I was acero'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115722402260973237</id><published>2006-09-02T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T12:07:02.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how sad</title><content type='html'>toda ansiedad compartida esta destinada a terminar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115722402260973237?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115722402260973237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115722402260973237' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115722402260973237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115722402260973237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-sad.html' title='how sad'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115722083596516632</id><published>2006-09-02T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T14:24:57.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>el paraiso te clava mal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;o what do I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entre mi cama y el mar media un pedacito de tierra con pasto a 9 pasos hombre &lt;br /&gt;/\ salto al mar &lt;br /&gt;mi perro habia aprendido a mear en el oceano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/1600/hibiscus%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/320/hibiscus%203.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;encontre el fragmento triste e ideal, derroche de todavia inconclusos significados:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"el supremo placer del hombre es adquirir y acrecentar conciencia. No precisamente el&lt;br /&gt;de conocer, sino el de aprender. En conociendo una cosa, se tiende a olvidarla, a hacer&lt;br /&gt;un conocimiento inconsciente, si cabe decir asi. El placer, el deleite mas puro del hombre,&lt;br /&gt;va unido al acto de aprender, de enterarse: de adquirir conocimiento, esto es, a una&lt;br /&gt;diferenciacion. Conocido es el caso de aquel anciano espanyol q acompanyaba a Vasco Nunez de&lt;br /&gt;Balboa, cuando al llegar a la cumbre del Darien, dieron vista a los 2 oceanos,&lt;br /&gt;y es q cayendo de rodillas exclamo': "Gracias, Dios mio, porque no me has dejado morir&lt;br /&gt;sin haber visto tal maravilla".&lt;br /&gt;Pero si este hombre se hubiese quedado alli, pronto la maravilla habria dejado de serlo,&lt;br /&gt;y con ella, el placer. Su goce fue el del descubrimiento, y acaso el goce de la vision&lt;br /&gt;beatifica sea, no precisamente el de la contemplacion de La Verdad suma, entera, y toda,&lt;br /&gt;q a esto no resistiria el alma, sino el de un continuo descubrimiento de ella, el de&lt;br /&gt;un incesante aprender mediante un esfuerzo q mantenga siempre el sentimiento de la propia &lt;br /&gt;conciencia activa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;del sentimiento tragico de la vida&lt;br /&gt;unamuno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115722083596516632?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115722083596516632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115722083596516632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115722083596516632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115722083596516632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/09/el-paraiso-te-clava-mal.html' title='el paraiso te clava mal'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115721523090986287</id><published>2006-09-02T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T06:18:50.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>estado cachorro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;El conjunto de la sociedad es lo q no hay q tener en cuenta, a menos q se tome como objetivo a destruir. Luego, no quedara sino esperar q no vuelva a producirse nada q se parezca al *conjunto de la sociedad*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foucault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. parece q hay un momento en el q una ya no tiene anyos, tiene estigmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no es q yo defienda mi derecho a ser joven siendo grande en un estilo chopra pelotudo plus arroz integral. mi derecho es un hecho, pero la libertad tiene esas cosas, hay q pagar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115721523090986287?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115721523090986287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115721523090986287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115721523090986287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115721523090986287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/09/estado-cachorro.html' title='estado cachorro'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115688260553924643</id><published>2006-08-29T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T05:23:52.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trampa para una desequilibrada:</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;q haces?&lt;br /&gt;ojala estas bien.&lt;br /&gt;estoy re-atado aqui en este trabajo pero se termina el&lt;br /&gt;caos&lt;br /&gt;hoy en la noche. te hablo mañana en la mañana.&lt;br /&gt;parece q xxx fx no esta interesado. Se nos esta agotando&lt;br /&gt;las opciones.&lt;br /&gt;estoy esperando respuesta del trabajo de xxxxxx. Quiero&lt;br /&gt;que produzcas ese trabajo en LA.. hasta te podes traer tu&lt;br /&gt;perrita! buena onda tener animales en el trabajo.&lt;br /&gt;bueno.&lt;br /&gt;un besito.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el paraiso es emblematico (los paraisos a veces atrasan, se vuelven estacas).&lt;br /&gt;es dificil imaginar el azote huracanado o el tormentazo tropical previsto para dentro de unas horas cuando en realidad, por el momento, nos desintegramos en la calma. Sentada en el albur de tener una cama frente al agua, en pleno martes, gracias a la naturaleza rara, hoy no trabajamos.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;la responsabilidad es enemiga de la felicidad por su sobredosis de absorbencia, y aclarado el punto de q a mi lograr grandes cosas me es indiferente, igual, siempre termino en una trampa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahora se trata de honrar confianzas.&lt;br /&gt;cualquiera te pone plata, pero cuando te ponen confianza perdiste, es la maxima trampa para un debil, trampa eterna para desequilibradas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115688260553924643?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115688260553924643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115688260553924643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115688260553924643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115688260553924643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/08/trampa-para-una-desequilibrada.html' title='trampa para una desequilibrada:'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115662002473319124</id><published>2006-08-26T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T03:49:45.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quizas porque tengo una tendencia amante antes q una posicion critica, es q cuando  logro transmigrar a traves de la creacion de un ene musico, el musico podra ir mutando hacia un standard vacuo y yo podre reirme, contabilizar pifies,  pero siempre cuando cierro los ojos adentro encuentro un guinyo calido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* resabios de un &lt;a href="http://contralascuerdas.blogspot.com/"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; q la rompe, como el agua, como se rompe el techo y te llenas de agua: aunque no estes de acuerdo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115662002473319124?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115662002473319124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115662002473319124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115662002473319124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115662002473319124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/08/quizas-porque-tengo-una-tendencia.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115542692614291630</id><published>2006-08-12T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T05:33:09.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>el enemigo es el amor</title><content type='html'>el otro dia tuve un presentimiento impresionante pero me fallo, pense q quizas schopenhauer habia sido de libra, como yo. Plantada en el estoicismo de los acuerdos tacitos en clave de fah o nada -y obvio, nada- me converti en un genio del silencio, groupie de la imposible fe telepatica del codigo en comun. Con una previa obsesion por el lenguaje, fui buscando la manera mas precisa de decir y llegue naturalmente a la sintesis estetica de la expresion, al colmo del minimalismo existencial, forme un anagrama, una cruz, y esta cruz de cinco letras se convirtio en un ideal, summum de la comunicacion, aun recuerdo la cruz con alegria:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/1600/eso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/320/eso.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en el resultado del esfuerzo de mi voluntad de existir asi, aislada, soy tan exhaustiva q luego me convierto en lo q queria ser y cuando es necesario tener algun tipo de comunicacion aunque sea precaria, sostengo la tendencia a dar por hecho q nos entendemos asi nomas y abandono lo q me diferencia del animal, abandono la ecuacion y los tests, inteligencia capacidad racional / habilidad y extension del lenguaje y plancho, literalmente nado en la bahia de Biscayne y aunque el tema de la contemplacion este muy out, comunicarme, no me comunico con nadie excepto con el amor, con la fluidez, el mareo y la modorra del plano fundido a amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schopenhauer, mas alla de sus mas allases, es un idolo de muchas exactitudes, entre ellas, "el enemigo es el amor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prueba es q llevo dos columnas q no articulan entre si:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor y su mareo multimillonario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La soledad y su fuerza indestructible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(en el medio nunca hay yo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;soledad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invulnerabilidad&lt;br /&gt;fuerza&lt;br /&gt;poder&lt;br /&gt;construir poder&lt;br /&gt;riesgo&lt;br /&gt;busqueda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;amor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debilidad&lt;br /&gt;delicadeza&lt;br /&gt;mareo&lt;br /&gt;fluir de sensibilidad&lt;br /&gt;dulzura&lt;br /&gt;modorra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las dos columnas marean muy a favor pero me une una sola vertebral, y una sola columna por vez, no da.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115542692614291630?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115542692614291630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115542692614291630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115542692614291630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115542692614291630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/08/el-enemigo-es-el-amor.html' title='el enemigo es el amor'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115540414586959478</id><published>2006-08-12T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T10:35:45.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/1600/lolito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/320/lolito.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolo murio hace un anyo&lt;br /&gt;_in memoriam forever_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115540414586959478?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115540414586959478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115540414586959478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115540414586959478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115540414586959478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/08/lolo-murio-hace-un-anyo-in-memoriam.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115540211819149858</id><published>2006-08-12T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T15:07:39.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“solo lo incomprensible, lo inenarrable, lo infinito, el eterno femenino nos levanta al cielo”&lt;br /&gt;fausto&lt;br /&gt;goethe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la idea de la gran mente q lo comprende todo y supera en su libertad, y en su deseo, la metastasis q el origen te da; la idea de una libertad intelectual tan fuerte, con recursos de busqueda vivencial e intuitiva  q llegue por si misma a dilucidar su bien, su mal, y su deseo masculino puro,&lt;br /&gt;en mi experiencia, no existe. El hombre inteligente, con libertad intelectual -no es redundancia-,  deja de serlo en la sucesion de los cuandos se enamora de una mujer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sea, ya en la idea de la extension, ya juntos pues, ya amados amandose, al hombre en algun momento le salta el automatico social y muestra fallas estructurales en su libertad individual de Ser. Esto sucede amorosamente, sucede, paradojicamente, durante el crecimiento del amor, o sea, en el  imaginario &lt;br /&gt;expansivo del deseo de extension en el tiempo de ese amor (compartido), surgen como un reloj  atavico los reflejos automaticos del deber ser directo desde el musculo del corazon social hecho pedazos  por una sociedad q impone roles, diferencias de genero marcadas y perpetuadas desde lo religioso &amp; familiar &amp; social y sostenido ad infinitum por una cinta de moebius necra,  basada en el aparato q rige la forma de vida proyectada desde la tv y sostenida grosera y/o subliminalmente por la publicidad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surge la formula familia, la formula estabilidad, la formula mujer maternal, e incluso la formula mas grasa q es la formula de la imagen del como me veran&lt;br /&gt;(y aceptaran).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/1600/fucking_image_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5389/3506/320/fucking_image_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entonces, amorosamente tambien, siempre llega el momento en el q tenes q hacerte la boluda, la femenina social q nada tiene q ver con la delicia del parrafo de Goethe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si yo tomara a un hombre al 1/2 del oceano, lo haria cambiar? lo haria crecer? lo haria independizarse por primera vez del deber ser? si yo tomara a un hombre finalmente fuera del circulo non sense tradicion / familia / publicidad, este hombre podria finalmente llegar a Ser? podria finalmente hacer elecciones puras? si zarparamos a un viaje mar adentro non stop, el hombre seguiria a lo moebius volviendo a un punto atavico de imbecilidad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anexos q parecen superfluos pero no lo son:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tener hermanos varones inteligentes ha sido muy importante para mi. tengo un hermano q es casi como yo pero en varon, o sea, tengo un hermano lindo, tremendamente inteligente y sensible. La combinacion ideal para el exito vivencial y el fracaso en terminos de exito convencional. Sin embargo, este hermano en el q tengo plena fe, una vez chateando me conto q le habia gustado mucho una muchacha en el sentido universal de flashear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la conocio en una fiesta, a partir de ahi se establecieron esos tipicos dias de fantasticos chats y lucidos mails, el flash y la ansiedad crecian y yo estaba contenta porque la muchacha rubia quizas lo ayudaria a superar la caida de un ex noviazgo en el q mi hermano habia perdido. Cuando el flash y mi hermano se encontraron piel a piel por primera vez sin ropa, mi hermano noto q la muchacha rubia era rellenita, apenas menos flaca q lo ideal y como si fuera un resultado natural, alli mismo se esfumaron el interes, el flash, y la ansiedad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me da pereza seguir explicando porque es hard, todo lo q nos rodea cierra mal a no ser q seas libre, libre intelectual. El precio es alto pero te vuelve el diamante bruto de la felicidad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115540211819149858?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115540211819149858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115540211819149858' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115540211819149858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115540211819149858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/08/solo-lo-incomprensible-lo-inenarrable.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115512818641475317</id><published>2006-08-09T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T05:56:26.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>procrear puede ser una ilusion epica poetica pero en realidad no tiene ningun tipo de sentido a no ser q te gusten esas cosas como el limite y la responsabilidad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115512818641475317?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115512818641475317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115512818641475317' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115512818641475317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115512818641475317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/08/procrear-puede-ser-una-ilusion-epica.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115504609450321998</id><published>2006-08-08T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T07:08:14.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lebanon</title><content type='html'>la indignacion me deja alfombra, alfombra de hotel. encapsulada en lo q no puede ser y es, siempre es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo q quema y no emana para colaborar te convierte en alfombra de hotel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115504609450321998?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115504609450321998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115504609450321998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115504609450321998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115504609450321998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/08/lebanon.html' title='lebanon'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115469412280006311</id><published>2006-08-04T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T05:22:02.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>se te fue el hambre de gol y te aproximas al nirvana&lt;br /&gt;-en el nirvana hay comunismo? alguien se ocupa de pagar la luz?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115469412280006311?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115469412280006311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115469412280006311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115469412280006311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115469412280006311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/08/se-te-fue-el-hambre-de-gol-y-te.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115464829452461130</id><published>2006-08-03T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T05:58:39.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tabla de calidades del ego</title><content type='html'>tratado sin fin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el trabajo nunca dignifica, lo q dignifica es renunciar. el trabajo a lo sumo puede servir  para moldearte un ego falso, un ego funcional, uno de esos egos terremoto q sirven para creerte q alli vas. despues, con la llegada de la adolescencia, a los 36, te das cuenta q esas cosas no dan y q si hubo algo q te construyo fue la renuncia, porque la renuncia es eleccion selecta, fria, combustion real de tu necesidad mas pura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a un ritmo de dos semanas con poco trabajo pero asistencia obligatoria llega un momento en q no actualiza nadie, q otro blog vas a leer? la velocidad de clarin digital para subir ultimos momentos no llega al 1% de la nada en q te sumis, el tiempo q falta para irte y la ilusion q tenias de tener un trabajo con tiempo mental para expandirte concluye a carcajadas: no tenes intelecto q expandir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el capital de las figuritas del pasado, esa realidad virtual, las 73 veces q te evaporabas como dios, sarten, mango, He-Wo-Man and the Masters of the Universe. La realidad virtual de haber creido q eras genial te convierte en objeto de fe de la temporalidad y esperas tu regreso como si fuera a suceder por generacion espontanea, o sea, te tenes fe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115464829452461130?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115464829452461130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115464829452461130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115464829452461130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115464829452461130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/08/tabla-de-calidades-del-ego.html' title='tabla de calidades del ego'/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115464640291645944</id><published>2006-08-03T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T16:06:42.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo se perfecto la formula de la felicidad lo q pasa es q me gana la cosa estructural&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115464640291645944?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115464640291645944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115464640291645944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115464640291645944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115464640291645944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/2006/08/yo-se-perfecto-la-formula-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>rizla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17938578632966033726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32136544.post-115462806256253730</id><published>2006-08-03T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T12:44:00.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>en el futuro</title><content type='html'>puedo editar el pasado?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32136544-115462806256253730?l=sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sindefinir-riz.blogspot.com/feeds/115462806256253730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32136544&amp;postID=115462806256253730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32136544/posts/default/115462806256253730'/><link rel='self' 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