<?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-14762214</id><updated>2011-12-14T23:38:16.679-03:00</updated><category term='Heineken'/><category term='Heavy Metal'/><category term='XIII'/><category term='Forsaken'/><category term='El guerrero'/><category term='Lemmy'/><category term='Agustina'/><category term='Metro'/><category term='Obituary'/><category term='Symphony X'/><category term='Watain'/><category term='Victor'/><category term='Stone Sour'/><category term='Con los pies en Santiago'/><category term='Motorhead'/><category term='How do you feel? that is the question'/><category term='Perreo Chacalonero'/><category term='Abismo'/><category term='Sadus'/><category term='Chile'/><category term='Testament'/><category term='Tarro'/><category term='Ghetto'/><category term='Bakero'/><category term='Niggam Hamburguesa'/><category term='Through Glass'/><category term='Kilmister'/><title type='text'>forsaken</title><subtitle type='html'>un pequeño espacio para cubrir el ocio.
un poco de todo y mucho de nada</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-7203309424205605980</id><published>2007-08-03T18:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T18:44:32.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside</title><content type='html'>cancion de la puta madre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RrOvSiB_nHI/AAAAAAAAAXY/AiGVvm8gb_M/s1600-h/staind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RrOvSiB_nHI/AAAAAAAAAXY/AiGVvm8gb_M/s320/staind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094608336393837682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WMiSiTcz5lo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WMiSiTcz5lo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you&lt;br /&gt;Can bring me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;All the times&lt;br /&gt;That I could beg you please&lt;br /&gt;In vain&lt;br /&gt;All the times&lt;br /&gt;That I felt insecure&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;And I leave&lt;br /&gt;My burdens at the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on the outside&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking in&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See your true colors&lt;br /&gt;'Cause inside you're ugly&lt;br /&gt;You're ugly like me&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See to the real you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the times&lt;br /&gt;That I felt like this won't end&lt;br /&gt;It's for you&lt;br /&gt;And I taste&lt;br /&gt;What I could never have&lt;br /&gt;It was from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;All the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;That I've cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My intentions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Full of pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;But I waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;More time than anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on the outside&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking in&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See your true colors&lt;br /&gt;'Cause inside you're ugly&lt;br /&gt;You're ugly like me&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See to the real you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;All the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;That I've cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;All this wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's all inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;All this pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Stuffed it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I lie&lt;br /&gt;Here in bed&lt;br /&gt;All alone&lt;br /&gt;I can't mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;But I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow will be OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on the outside&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking in&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See your true colors&lt;br /&gt;'Cause inside you're ugly&lt;br /&gt;You're ugly like me&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you&lt;br /&gt;See to the real you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-7203309424205605980?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7203309424205605980/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=7203309424205605980' title='44 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7203309424205605980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7203309424205605980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/08/outside.html' title='Outside'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RrOvSiB_nHI/AAAAAAAAAXY/AiGVvm8gb_M/s72-c/staind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-2044155089832427739</id><published>2007-07-23T02:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T02:28:13.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RqRKXCB_nGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/MNzyotO9rd8/s1600-h/staind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RqRKXCB_nGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/MNzyotO9rd8/s320/staind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090275238378183778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rW6L9NfkUSs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rW6L9NfkUSs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my life&lt;br /&gt;Its not what it was before&lt;br /&gt;All these feelings I’ve shared&lt;br /&gt;And these are my dreams&lt;br /&gt;That I’d never lived before&lt;br /&gt;Somebody shake me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I, I must be sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're here,&lt;br /&gt;It's so far away&lt;br /&gt;All the struggle we thought was in vain&lt;br /&gt;All the mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;One life contained&lt;br /&gt;They all finally start to go away&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're here its so far away&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I can face the day&lt;br /&gt;I can forgive and I’m not ashamed to be the person that I am today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my words&lt;br /&gt;That I’ve never said before&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m doing ok&lt;br /&gt;And this is the smile&lt;br /&gt;That I’ve never shown before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody shake me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I, I must be sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid of waking&lt;br /&gt;Please don't shake me&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of waking&lt;br /&gt;Please don't shake me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-2044155089832427739?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2044155089832427739/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=2044155089832427739' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2044155089832427739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2044155089832427739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-far-away.html' title='So Far Away'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RqRKXCB_nGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/MNzyotO9rd8/s72-c/staind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-3142169734968447847</id><published>2007-07-03T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T13:20:03.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Give Me Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RoqFNWjvuvI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ndKzWXCrBtQ/s1600-h/jamiroquai-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RoqFNWjvuvI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ndKzWXCrBtQ/s320/jamiroquai-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083021593881328370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EbVUl3YjvaA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EbVUl3YjvaA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I met you, you were so unique&lt;br /&gt;You had a little thing I'd love to keep&lt;br /&gt;Every movement carried much mystique&lt;br /&gt;I knew right then I'd carry on, to you I knew my heart belonged&lt;br /&gt;You, you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Something that nobody else can give&lt;br /&gt;And my heart, started thumpin'&lt;br /&gt;You know now, you're the one I truly know I dig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the sunbeams from a perfect summer day&lt;br /&gt;Heaven only seems a step away&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you, I just celebrate&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping my message gets through&lt;br /&gt;There's never been someone like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had nobody, but on you I lean&lt;br /&gt;'Cos you got these little things that I&lt;br /&gt;I know I've never seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know now, you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Something that nobody else has got&lt;br /&gt;And this love, that I've been wanting&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby's turning out to be too fast to stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know now, you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Something that nobody else can give&lt;br /&gt;See my heart has started thumpin'&lt;br /&gt;You know babe, you're the one I truly know I dig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Will you give me something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-3142169734968447847?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3142169734968447847/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=3142169734968447847' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3142169734968447847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3142169734968447847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-give-me-something.html' title='You Give Me Something'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RoqFNWjvuvI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ndKzWXCrBtQ/s72-c/jamiroquai-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5953116642681825208</id><published>2007-06-30T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T14:24:14.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu Cuerpo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hay lugares de tu cuerpo que recuerdo,&lt;br /&gt;No demasiados ya, afortunadamente...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas uno o doscientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunos tan inmensos como gotas de rocío,&lt;br /&gt;Otros que tú misma jamás encontrarí­as.&lt;br /&gt;Había uno en especial al filo de tu boca,&lt;br /&gt;(El que añoro más) daba a tu aliento,&lt;br /&gt;Presentía tu risa, la mí­a, el beso.&lt;br /&gt;Otros más cerca de tus grutas:&lt;br /&gt;La celeste, la terrena... la marina.&lt;br /&gt;Si algunos jugaban con mis dedos&lt;br /&gt;Los demás saltaban y reí­an.&lt;br /&gt;En tu rubia cadera, lo juro,&lt;br /&gt;Encontré el que daba a tu voz.&lt;br /&gt;No te he querido decir,&lt;br /&gt;Ni quiero que nadie sepa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay lugares de tu cuerpo que recuerdo,&lt;br /&gt;No demasiados ya, afortunadamente...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas uno o doscientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Plagio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5953116642681825208?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5953116642681825208/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5953116642681825208' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5953116642681825208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5953116642681825208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/06/tu-cuerpo.html' title='Tu Cuerpo'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5379083277300313109</id><published>2007-06-30T00:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T00:28:00.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>El Mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RoXbLWjvuuI/AAAAAAAAAXA/5JO_ih_jhg0/s1600-h/IMG_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RoXbLWjvuuI/AAAAAAAAAXA/5JO_ih_jhg0/s200/IMG_2823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081708742638025442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se denomina mate (en portugués chimarrão) a la infusión preparada con hojas de &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yerba_mate"&gt;yerba mate&lt;/a&gt; (ilex paraguariensis), una planta originaria de Sudamérica, previamente secadas, cortadas y molidas; por extensión del vocablo que derivado de la palabra quechua mati que significa vaso o recipiente para beber, y que se generalizó como nombre vulgar de la calabaza (el porongo, Lagenaria siceraria) que se utiliza para dicha infusión. También se lo ha llamado "té del Paraguay". Como sucede con el &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/T%C3%A9_%28bebida%29"&gt;té&lt;/a&gt;, el &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caf%C3%A9_%28bebida%29"&gt;café&lt;/a&gt; o el &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chocolate"&gt;chocolate&lt;/a&gt;, el mate posee un efecto estimulante debido a la &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cafe%C3%ADna"&gt;cafeína&lt;/a&gt; (también llamada mateína) que contiene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el mate a esto se agrega un efecto &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diur%C3%A9tico"&gt;diurético&lt;/a&gt;, que es compensado por el alto consumo de agua que se realiza cuando se "matea" resultando así una infusión depuradora y —al poseer antioxidantes— preservadora del organismo. Como las otras infusiones mencionadas, el mate tiene cierta acidez, por lo cual muchas veces se le añaden otras hierbas que la neutralizan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tradicionalmente se bebe caliente mediante un sorbete denominado bombilla colocado en un pequeño recipiente, también denominado mate o porongo, que contiene la infusión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por lo común se distingue al recipiente llamado porongo del llamado mate por ser el primero de mayores dimensiones y de boca ancha. Aunque se obtienen normalmente del porongo, una cucurbitácea cuyo fruto tiene una corteza fuerte y leñosa apta para ser usada como recipiente, desde tiempos coloniales se han realizado mates de plata, cuerno vacuno (guampa), porcelana, vidrio o madera (en general quebracho o palo santo), pezuña de toro labrada, incluso los "porongos" de Lagenaria siceraria en ciertas ocasiones son recubiertos (a modo de adorno) con escroto curtido de testículo de toro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Preparación del mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para la elaboración de esta bebida es crucial que la temperatura del agua esté entre 70 y 90 grados celcius. El polvo debe ser de la hoja de la planta de yerba mate y no del palo, ya que este redunda en un mate agrio y de baja calidad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Resulta una infusión amarga, ligeramente espumosa y de olor característico. Lo amargo es una característica y no un defecto, ya que si el sabor no es amargo es un mate de baja calidad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="Curado_del_recipiente" id="Curado_del_recipiente"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Curado del recipiente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; float: none; margin-left: 0px;font-size:small;" class="editsection" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Los recipientes de calabaza o de madera se deben curar antes de usarse, para que no transmitan a la bebida sabores extraños, aunque el curado del mate se prolonga durante toda su vida útil como recipiente ("el mate se cura cebando"). Si desea conocer más sobre este procedimiento, puede leer las instrucciones en el &lt;a href="http://es.wikibooks.org/wiki/es:Manual_del_mate_y_la_yerba_mate/Curado" class="extiw" title="b:es:Manual_del_mate_y_la_yerba_mate/Curado"&gt;Manual del mate y la yerba mate&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="Cebado" id="Cebado"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Cebado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal; float: none; margin-left: 0px;font-size:small;" class="editsection" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;El acto de agregar agua a la infusión se denomina "cebar mate". Puede conocer más acerca de cómo cebar un mate en el &lt;a href="http://es.wikibooks.org/wiki/es:Manual_del_mate_y_la_yerba_mate/Cebado" class="extiw" title="b:es:Manual_del_mate_y_la_yerba_mate/Cebado"&gt;Manual del mate y la yerba mate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="Lenguaje_del_mate" id="Lenguaje_del_mate"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Lenguaje del mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; float: none; margin-left: 0px;font-size:small;" class="editsection" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Matear" en &lt;i&gt;rondas de mate&lt;/i&gt; es toda una ceremonia con un específico &lt;i&gt;lenguaje del mate&lt;/i&gt;, aunque —como todo lenguaje— pueden darse variaciones según el &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Contexto" title="Contexto"&gt;contexto&lt;/a&gt;. Para ver una descripción más completa puede leer la sección correspondiente en el &lt;a href="http://es.wikibooks.org/wiki/es:Manual_del_mate_y_la_yerba_mate/Lenguaje" class="extiw" title="b:es:Manual_del_mate_y_la_yerba_mate/Lenguaje"&gt;Manual del mate y la yerba mate&lt;/a&gt;. "Matera": tipo de 'bolso' donde se puede llevar el mate junto al termo, de tal forma que permanezcan en posición vertical para que así no se caiga ni la yerba ni el agua caliente. Es utilizada especialmente en Uruguay. "Cebadura": yerba necesaria para rellenar una vez el mate. "Cebar": dícese de la acción de echar agua en el mate sobre la yerba. "Amargo": utilizado ocasionalmente como sinónimo de la acción matear, utilizado en Argentina y Uruguay . "Lavado": se refiere a cuando la yerba pierde el gusto. "Ensillar" método que se utiliza cuando el mate está lavado. Acción que refiere a sacar 1/3 de yerba usada e introducir nueva para que el mate retome el gusto. "Dada vuelta": dícese de acción que cambia la bombilla a posición opuesta a la original, conservando el gusto por más tiempo ."Picina" dícese cuando el agua tapa completamente la yerba. "Monticulo" se refiere a la yerba remanente del mate, para ser usada en la acción "dada vuelta" con yerba no usada. "Tapado" en referencia a cuando no se puede succionar por la bombilla.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="Variantes" id="Variantes"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Variantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; float: none; margin-left: 0px;font-size:small;" class="editsection" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="Mate_amargo" id="Mate_amargo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Mate amargo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal; float: none; margin-left: 0px;font-size:small;" class="editsection" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;En gran parte del &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/R%C3%ADo_de_la_Plata" title="Río de la Plata"&gt;Río de la Plata&lt;/a&gt; se prefiere beber el mate &lt;i&gt;cimarrón&lt;/i&gt;, se entiende por esto mate al amargo, no endulzado, aunque en ciertas zonas el significado se invierte.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Es el sabor real del mate, el dulce o endulzado es un mate "Trucho"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="Mate_dulce" id="Mate_dulce"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Mate dulce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; float: none; margin-left: 0px;font-size:small;" class="editsection" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Es considerado por los tradicionalistas como un mate falso, y la diferencia consiste en que en cada cebada se incorpora &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Az%C3%BAcar" title="Azúcar"&gt;azúcar&lt;/a&gt; a gusto del bebedor; también es la forma bastante usada cuando en la ronda hay niños presentes. Esta forma de preparación es muy difundida en Argentina, entre los habitantes de &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Provincia_de_Santiago_del_Estero" title="Provincia de Santiago del Estero"&gt;Santiago del Estero&lt;/a&gt; y, aunque no tanto, de &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buenos_Aires" title="Buenos Aires"&gt;Buenos Aires&lt;/a&gt; y sus alrededores. También se lo denomina &lt;i&gt;mate entrerriano&lt;/i&gt; por la costumbre arraigada en &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Entre_R%C3%ADos" title="Entre Ríos"&gt;Provincia de Entre Ríos&lt;/a&gt; de agregarle &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Az%C3%BAcar" title="Azúcar"&gt;azúcar&lt;/a&gt; al mate. En &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chile" title="Chile"&gt;Chile&lt;/a&gt;, esta forma de preparación del mate está difundida mayoritariamente en zonas &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rural" title="Rural"&gt;rurales&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;En el mate dulce, también suele agregársele edulcorantes artificiales, tanto por problemas de salud como la &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diabetes" title="Diabetes"&gt;diabetes&lt;/a&gt;, como por problemas de estética, aunque como endulzante alternativo es preferible la natural &lt;i&gt;ka'a he'ê&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stevia_rebaudiana" title="Stevia rebaudiana"&gt;Stevia rebaudiana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aquellas personas que toman mate &lt;i&gt;cimarrón&lt;/i&gt; jamás prestan sus mates (recipientes) a quienes consumen mate dulce, ya que el sabor del azúcar perjudica la posterior utilización.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Suele tener un gusto que mucha gente considera como cualquier bebida, pero no mate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="Mate_de_leche" id="Mate_de_leche"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Mate de leche&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal; float: none; margin-left: 0px;font-size:small;" class="editsection" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La diferencia con el &lt;i&gt;mate amargo&lt;/i&gt; es que en lugar de cebar con agua, se lo hace con &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leche" title="Leche"&gt;leche&lt;/a&gt; (o &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leche_condensada" title="Leche condensada"&gt;leche condensada&lt;/a&gt;) y &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Az%C3%BAcar" title="Azúcar"&gt;azúcar&lt;/a&gt;. También es utilizada con niños.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esta variante tiene la desventaja de no poder limpiar fácilmente la &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bombilla_%28Utensilios_de_cocina%29" title="Bombilla (Utensilios de cocina)"&gt;bombilla&lt;/a&gt; y el mate, por eso suelen utilizarse unos distintos a los de las variantes tradicionales.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="Mate_con_otras_hierbas" id="Mate_con_otras_hierbas"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Mate con otras hierbas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Es posible adicionar otras hierbas ("&lt;b&gt;yuyos&lt;/b&gt;") a la infusión (tanto al agua con que se ceba el mate como directamente a la yerba mate) para darle un sabor diferente o con fines medicinales. Es común el agregado de hierbas con propiedades digestivas o sedativas, por ejemplo: &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erythroxylum_coca" title="Erythroxylum coca"&gt;coca&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peperina" title="Peperina"&gt;peperina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poleo" title="Poleo"&gt;poleo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Melissa_officinalis" title="Melissa officinalis"&gt;melisa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Torongil" title="Torongil"&gt;torongil&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Menta" title="Menta"&gt;menta&lt;/a&gt;, "&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cola_de_caballo" title="Cola de caballo"&gt;cola de caballo&lt;/a&gt;" , &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Incayuyo&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Incayuyo"&gt;incayuyo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=T%C3%A9_de_burro&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Té de burro"&gt;té de burro&lt;/a&gt; etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="Mate_con_otros_a.C3.B1adidos" id="Mate_con_otros_a.C3.B1adidos"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Mate con otros añadidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;En el &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/NEA" title="NEA"&gt;NEA&lt;/a&gt; así como en Paraguay es frecuente que se añada jugo de naranja o cáscara de naranja u otros cítricos, algunos añaden un poco de café. En el &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Noroeste_argentino" title="Noroeste argentino"&gt;NOA&lt;/a&gt; aunque predomina el consumo de mate cimarrón, en ciertas ocasiones se realiza el llamado "yerbiao" que consiste en añadir &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aguardiente" title="Aguardiente"&gt;aguardiente&lt;/a&gt; (generalmente &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Ca%C3%B1a_quemada&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Caña quemada"&gt;caña quemada&lt;/a&gt;) al mate. Actualmente puede comprarse yerba mate saborizada con naranja, limón, etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hasta inicios del &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Siglo_XX" title="Siglo XX"&gt;S. XX&lt;/a&gt; era frecuente entre los &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaucho" title="Gaucho"&gt;gauchos&lt;/a&gt; el añadir unas gotas de &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ginebra_%28bebida%29" title="Ginebra (bebida)"&gt;ginebra&lt;/a&gt; al &lt;i&gt;cimarrón&lt;/i&gt;. La ginebra —algunas veces llamada "chinchibirria"&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mate#NOTA" title=""&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;— se había hecho común en el actual territorio argentino y uruguayo debido a las masivas y baratas importaciones de ginebra desde los &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pa%C3%ADses_Bajos" title="Países Bajos"&gt;Países Bajos&lt;/a&gt; ya a fines del &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Siglo_XVII" title="Siglo XVII"&gt;S. XVII&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se considera facilita el adelgazar el consumir en infusión una mezcla de hierba mate (81%), con &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Durvillaea_antarctica" title="Durvillaea antarctica"&gt;cochayuyo&lt;/a&gt; y/o &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Macrocystis_pyrifera" title="Macrocystis pyrifera"&gt;cachiyuyo&lt;/a&gt; (4 a 5%*), &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cedr%C3%B3n_%28vegetal%29" title="Cedrón (vegetal)"&gt;cedrón&lt;/a&gt; (3% a 4%**), &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cola_de_caballo" title="Cola de caballo"&gt;cola de caballo&lt;/a&gt; (3%), &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hyssopus_officinalis" title="Hyssopus officinalis"&gt;hisopo&lt;/a&gt; (3%), &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peperina" title="Peperina"&gt;peperina&lt;/a&gt; (3%).&lt;br /&gt;Notas: * y ** Los porcentajes del alga marina llamada "cachiyuyo" (o &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Durvillaea_antarctica" title="Durvillaea antarctica"&gt;kelp&lt;/a&gt;) y de cedrón disminuyen si a la mezcla antedicha se le añade aproximadamente un 3% de &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/T%C3%A9_verde" title="Té verde"&gt;té verde&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Una variante de la mezcla anterior (para adelgazar) está compuesta del siguiente modo: Yerba mate (87%), cedrón (4%), &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poleo" title="Poleo"&gt;poleo&lt;/a&gt; (6%), &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Menta" title="Menta"&gt;menta&lt;/a&gt; (2%), algas marinas -&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fucus" title="Fucus"&gt;fucus&lt;/a&gt;- (1%).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5379083277300313109?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5379083277300313109/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5379083277300313109' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5379083277300313109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5379083277300313109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/06/el-mate.html' title='El Mate'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RoXbLWjvuuI/AAAAAAAAAXA/5JO_ih_jhg0/s72-c/IMG_2823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-7105283109109081564</id><published>2007-06-26T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:51:15.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weakness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RoFR6B4iGdI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wWLI39Z3vFg/s1600-h/Opeth+logo_opeth.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RoFR6B4iGdI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wWLI39Z3vFg/s200/Opeth+logo_opeth.com.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080431912030443986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i_hRoB-1BgQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i_hRoB-1BgQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found you there in the blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Turned away into a thousand dreams&lt;br /&gt;You've found out what they mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost you there in a moment of truth&lt;br /&gt;I trust you&lt;br /&gt;Gave away your one and only heart&lt;br /&gt;A gift to tear apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stain me, save me&lt;br /&gt;Take me to my home&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, show me&lt;br /&gt;Take me to my home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weaker now, drawing fluid from me&lt;br /&gt;You kill me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of what you have just done&lt;br /&gt;But of what you've just become&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-7105283109109081564?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7105283109109081564/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=7105283109109081564' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7105283109109081564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7105283109109081564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/06/weakness.html' title='Weakness'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RoFR6B4iGdI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wWLI39Z3vFg/s72-c/Opeth+logo_opeth.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-3131059183828196945</id><published>2007-06-20T00:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:27:36.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Paranoid Android&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzSXTMUe0Do"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzSXTMUe0Do" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Karma Police&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5LeLAELIxKY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5LeLAELIxKY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;No Surprises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqsyXdj_p_I"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqsyXdj_p_I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt; 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Vivo! Sus pensamientos fueron al pasado: Santiago de La Nueva Extremadura, ciudad de verde y frondosa vegetación, aguas claras y cielo intensamente azul. Despertó de su largo sueño el arrogante Pedro y penso en todo lo que podría hacer ahora, que ya no tendria que librar batallas ni ganar honores. Trató de mover su cuerpo, pero estaba inmóvil, pétreo. Miró a su alrededor y lanzo un grito de espanto y dolor: "Bruja malvada, de qué sirve mi alma dentro de una estatua!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RniqpR4iGXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/w1XcqtN9MlE/s1600-h/forsavaldivia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RniqpR4iGXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/w1XcqtN9MlE/s320/forsavaldivia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077996206012111218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-428819345429333269?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/428819345429333269/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-8468687526393355771</id><published>2007-06-16T02:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T15:04:54.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Roads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Z5FjOGz6uI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Z5FjOGz6uI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vg1jyL3cr60"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vg1jyL3cr60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, can't anybody see&lt;br /&gt;We've got a war to fight&lt;br /&gt;Never found our way&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of what they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it feel, this wrong&lt;br /&gt;From this moment&lt;br /&gt;How can it feel, this wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storm.. in the morning light&lt;br /&gt;I feel&lt;br /&gt;No more can I say&lt;br /&gt;Frozen to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nobody on my side&lt;br /&gt;And surely that ain't right&lt;br /&gt;And surely that ain't right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, can't anybody see&lt;br /&gt;We've got a war to fight&lt;br /&gt;Never found our way&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of what they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it feel, this wrong&lt;br /&gt;From this moment&lt;br /&gt;How can it feel, this wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it feel, this wrong&lt;br /&gt;This moment&lt;br /&gt;How can it feel, this wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, can't anybody see&lt;br /&gt;We've got a war to fight&lt;br /&gt;Never found our way&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of what they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it feel, this wrong&lt;br /&gt;From this moment&lt;br /&gt;How can it feel, this wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-8468687526393355771?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8468687526393355771/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=8468687526393355771' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8468687526393355771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8468687526393355771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/06/roads.html' title='Roads'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-8509816887686739248</id><published>2007-06-13T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:14:36.582-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Palabra Ausente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tengo una palabra estancada en mi garganta,&lt;br /&gt;un deseo atrapado en el pecho y en las manos,&lt;br /&gt;una imagen,&lt;br /&gt;un sonido que se lleva mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;que me hace olvidar palabras y maneras,&lt;br /&gt;que me hace olvidar que ya estoy lejos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br 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Ausente'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-2863210832459673559</id><published>2007-06-11T23:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:53:29.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplemente la cago!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;na q decir oe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-2863210832459673559?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-7540405939107948938</id><published>2007-06-06T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T16:53:51.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Parabol / Parabola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RmceUR4iGEI/AAAAAAAAATs/Rj_uWcV-F-4/s1600-h/tool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RmceUR4iGEI/AAAAAAAAATs/Rj_uWcV-F-4/s320/tool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073056839002888258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;El tributo de un compadre a la obra "Lateralus" album del año 2001 de la banda "&lt;a href="http://www.toolband.com/"&gt;Tool&lt;/a&gt;" unio los dos temas "&lt;a href="http://www.public.iastate.edu/%7Edavshan/lyrics/lateralus.html#parabol"&gt;Parabol&lt;/a&gt;" y "&lt;a href="http://www.public.iastate.edu/%7Edavshan/lyrics/lateralus.html#parabola"&gt;Parabola&lt;/a&gt;" junto con cortes de la pelicula de &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000040/"&gt;Stanley Kubrick&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0062622/"&gt;2001&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/90DH9lZK3fA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/90DH9lZK3fA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RmceUR4iGEI/AAAAAAAAATs/Rj_uWcV-F-4/s72-c/tool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-3191559139694287319</id><published>2007-06-04T03:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T03:54:29.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Medeski, Martin and Wood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Es un trío estadounidense de jazz que está compuesto por el teclista John Medeski, el percusionista y batería Billy Martin y el bajo Chris Wood. Pertenecen al jazz de vanguardia; en concreto, su estilo es el de la fusión del jazz con el funk y soul. Su trabajo oscila entre la improvisación experimental y una música más accesible para el gran público, con la que ha llegado a cosechar cierta popularidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un par de videos de estos tipos, del disco "Combustication" q a decir verdad esta realmente buenisimo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey-Hee-Hi-Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUZL_wmsXLI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUZL_wmsXLI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nocturne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/jdYHNfjBEyk" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/jdYHNfjBEyk" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-3191559139694287319?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3191559139694287319/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=3191559139694287319' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3191559139694287319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3191559139694287319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/06/medeski-martin-and-wood.html' title='Medeski, Martin and Wood'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1812917811856314551</id><published>2007-06-03T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T22:26:04.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leshaze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BANCO&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.cannabiogen.com/"&gt;Cannabiogen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DESCRIPCIÓN&lt;/span&gt;:  Es un híbrido que reúne las mejores genéticas actuales, compuesto por una hembra muy temprana, pura y estable, procedente de Lesotho, y un varón Skunk/Haze de procedendia holandesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este híbrido crece fuerte y resistente en exterior y con luz artificial no tiene rival. Tiene una psicoactividad muy potente predominante de sativa que se manifiesta sobre el efecto casi narcótico de la Skunk, manteniendo la mezcla de olor y sabor característicos de sus ancestros, entre dulce y agrio, algo picante y con un perfume intenso. Tanto las inflorescencias como las hojas intercaladas, se cubren de resina pegajosa a lo largo del tallo. Una golosina con un rendimiento espectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiene una psicoactividad muy potente predominante de sativa que se manifiesta sobre el efecto casi narcótico de la Skunk, manteniendo la mezcla de olor y sabor característicos de sus ancestros, entre dulce y agrio, algo picante y con un perfume intenso. Tanto las inflorescencias como las hojas intercaladas, se cubren de resina pegajosa a lo largo del tallo. Una golosina con un rendimiento espectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es una variedad sativa de Lesotho, con un componente skunk/Haze que la convierte en casi una sativa total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MODALIDAD DE CULTIVO&lt;/span&gt;: Interior / Exterior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEXO&lt;/span&gt;:  Indeterminado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIPO&lt;/span&gt;:  Híbrido con predominancia Sativa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORIGEN&lt;/span&gt;:  Leshoto/Holanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRUCE&lt;/span&gt;:  No Especificado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALTURA&lt;/span&gt;:  No Especificado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANCHURA&lt;/span&gt;:  No Especificado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIEMPO DE VEGETATIVO&lt;/span&gt;:  30 días&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FLORACIÓN INTERIOR&lt;/span&gt;:  66/70 días&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FLORACIÓN EXTERIOR&lt;/span&gt;:  16/31 Octubre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THC&lt;/span&gt;:  No Especificado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRODUCCIÓN&lt;/span&gt;:  351/400 gr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RmNw11-oeiI/AAAAAAAAARw/QgYTG7JpQvk/s1600-h/leshaze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RmNw11-oeiI/AAAAAAAAARw/QgYTG7JpQvk/s320/leshaze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072021675674466850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" width="90%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;PUNTUACIÓN&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="7.00" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="70%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="30%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(7.00)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;POTENCIA&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="6.50" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="65%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="35%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(6.50)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;OLOR&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="7.50" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="75%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="25%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(7.50)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;SABOR&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="7.50" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="75%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="25%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(7.50)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;CALIDAD/PRECIO&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="8.00" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="80%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="20%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(8.00)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;EFECTO MEDICINAL&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="0%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;()&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;PRODUCCIÓN&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="6.00" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="60%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="40%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(6.00)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;FACILIDAD DE CULTIVO&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="8.00" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="80%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="20%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(8.00)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;TOLERANCIA AL FUMAR&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="5.00" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(5.00)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;ADAPTACIÓN AL MEDIO&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="9.00" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="90%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="10%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(9.00)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;CÁLICES/HOJAS&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="10.00" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="0%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(10.00)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="puntuac_media"&gt;APARIENCIA&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="9.00" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="90%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="10%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;(9.00)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table align="center" border="0" width="90%"&gt;    &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td class="puntuac_media" colspan="3" width="247"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEDIA PONDERADA (PREMIUM)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td title="7.07" bgcolor="#ffa200" width="70%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f9e6c4" width="29%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;( 7.07 )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1812917811856314551?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1812917811856314551/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1812917811856314551' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1812917811856314551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1812917811856314551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/06/leshaze.html' title='Leshaze'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RmNw11-oeiI/AAAAAAAAARw/QgYTG7JpQvk/s72-c/leshaze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-2375099146503659499</id><published>2007-05-26T23:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:16:21.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Extasis + 3ra Edad</title><content type='html'>Esto ocurre cuando a un adulto mayor le dan metanfetaminas xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="autostart=false&amp;amp;token=903_1180174841" scale="showall" name="index" height="370" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-2375099146503659499?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2375099146503659499/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=2375099146503659499' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2375099146503659499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2375099146503659499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/extasis-3ra-edad.html' title='Extasis + 3ra Edad'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-8088816363364507290</id><published>2007-05-23T19:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T19:24:09.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quieres ser feliz?</title><content type='html'>La &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/"&gt;BBC&lt;/a&gt; te recomienda, segun un estudio realizado en &lt;a href="http://www.enjoyengland.com/"&gt;Inglaterr&lt;/a&gt;a por un puñado de &lt;a href="http://www.wordreference.com/definicion/psicolog%EDa"&gt;psicologos&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a href="http://www.wordreference.com/definicion/Sociolog%EDa"&gt;sociologos&lt;/a&gt; hacer estas 10 tareas basicas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuidar una planta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recordar cada día cinco cosas positivas de la vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salir a caminar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hablar durante más tiempo con los seres queridos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Llamar a un amigo que no se ha visto por mucho tiempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reírse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Realizar ejercicios media hora al día tres veces por semana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sonreír a personas desconocidas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reducir a la mitad el tiempo que se dedica a mirar televisión y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Realizar tareas en beneficio de la comunidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlTLy1-oehI/AAAAAAAAARo/bjoDDTZ8DJ0/s1600-h/asdasd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Este examen mide la vía extrínseca de la coagulación y determina el tiempo necesario para que se forme el coágulo de fibrina en una muestra de plasma citratado después de añadir iones de calcio y tromboplastina tisular y permite comparar dicho tiempo con el de coagulación de fibrina en una muestra testigo de plasma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forma en que se realiza el examen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El médico utiliza una aguja para extraer la sangre de una de las venas y la recoge en un recipiente hermético. A la persona se le puede colocar un vendaje para detener cualquier sangrado. Si la persona está tomando un medicamento llamado heparina, se la vigilará para ver si hay signos de sangrado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El especialista del laboratorio agregará químicos a la muestra de sangre y observará cuánto tiempo le toma a la sangre coagularse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preparación para el examen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El médico le puede solicitar al paciente dejar de tomar ciertos medicamentos antes del examen, como por ejemplo, los anticoagulantes que pueden afectar los resultados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se debe dejar de tomar ningún medicamento sin hablar primero con el médico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lo que se siente durante el examen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando se inserta la aguja para extraer la sangre, algunas personas sienten un dolor moderado, mientras que otras sólo sienten un pinchazo o sensación de picadura. Después, puede haber una sensación pulsátil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las venas y las arterias pueden variar en tamaño de un paciente a otro y de un lado del cuerpo al otro; por esta razón, puede ser más difícil obtener una muestra de sangre de unas personas que de otras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Razones por las que se realiza el examen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El TP es un examen de detección amplio para muchos tipos de trastornos hemorrágicos y el médico lo puede ordenar si la persona tiene signos de un trastorno de coagulación de la sangre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valores normales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El rango normal es de 11 a 13.5 segundos, sin embargo, el concepto de "normal" varía de un laboratorio a otro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo de protrombina será más prolongado en personas que toman anticoagulantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Significado de los resultados anormales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El aumento en los tiempos TP puede deberse a:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Obstrucción de las vías biliares&lt;br /&gt;* Cirrosis&lt;br /&gt;* Coagulación intravascular diseminada&lt;br /&gt;* Hepatitis&lt;br /&gt;* Malabsorción&lt;br /&gt;* Deficiencia de vitamina K&lt;br /&gt;* Terapia con cumadina (warfarina)&lt;br /&gt;* Deficiencia del factor VII&lt;br /&gt;* Deficiencia del factor X&lt;br /&gt;* Deficiencia del factor II (protrombina)&lt;br /&gt;* Deficiencia del factor V&lt;br /&gt;* Deficiencia del factor I (fibrinógeno)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuáles Son Los Riesgos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con frecuencia, este examen se realiza en personas que pueden tener problemas de sangrado. El riesgo de sangrado y hematomas en estas personas es un poco mayor que para las personas que no presentan este problema. En general, los riesgos de cualquier examen de sangre pueden ser:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sangrado excesivo&lt;br /&gt;* Desmayo o sensación de mareo&lt;br /&gt;* Hematoma (acumulación de sangre debajo de la piel)&lt;br /&gt;* Infección (un riesgo leve en cualquier momento que se presente ruptura de la piel)&lt;br /&gt;* Punciones múltiples para localizar las venas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consideraciones especiales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando uno sangra, el cuerpo inicia una serie de actividades que ayudan a que la sangre se coagule, lo cual se denomina cascada de la coagulación. Hay tres rutas para este evento y el examen de TPT examina proteínas especiales, llamadas factores, que se encuentran en dos de estas rutas. Este examen mide la capacidad de coagulación de los I (fibrinógeno), II (protrombina), V, VII y X. Cuando cualquiera de estos factores no está presente, el tiempo de protrombina se prolonga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Referencias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferri FF. Ferri’s Clinical Advisor: Instant Diagnosis and Treatment. 2005 ed. St. Louis, Mo: Mosby; 2005:1365.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoffman R, Benz EJ, Shattil SS, et al. Hematology: Basic Principles and Practice. 4th ed. Orlando, Fl: Churchill Livingstone; 2005:2004-2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El diagnostico es q claramente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estoy viendo mucho "House M.D."!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlK4gl-oegI/AAAAAAAAARg/ZylsFWswl7k/s1600-h/bscap0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlK4gl-oegI/AAAAAAAAARg/ZylsFWswl7k/s320/bscap0227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067315400835365378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-7166859012632485434?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7166859012632485434/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=7166859012632485434' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7166859012632485434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7166859012632485434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/tp.html' title='TP'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlK4gl-oegI/AAAAAAAAARg/ZylsFWswl7k/s72-c/bscap0227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5408994636210355583</id><published>2007-05-21T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T19:57:57.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIx8F-oefI/AAAAAAAAARY/7Jmlvd3oATY/s1600-h/pearljam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIx8F-oefI/AAAAAAAAARY/7Jmlvd3oATY/s320/pearljam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067167439212018162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoG897LvAAI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoG897LvAAI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey...oooh...&lt;br /&gt;Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay&lt;br /&gt;Were laid spread out before me as her body once did&lt;br /&gt;All five horizons revolved around her soul&lt;br /&gt;As the earth to the sun&lt;br /&gt;Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and all I taught her was everything&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore&lt;br /&gt;And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Of what was everything?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed Everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take a walk outside&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by some kids at play&lt;br /&gt;I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head&lt;br /&gt;I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning&lt;br /&gt;How quick the sun can, drop away&lt;br /&gt;And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass&lt;br /&gt;Of what was everything&lt;br /&gt;All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...&lt;br /&gt;All the love gone bad turned my world to black&lt;br /&gt;Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I will be...yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...&lt;br /&gt;I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star&lt;br /&gt;In somebody else's sky, but why, why, why&lt;br /&gt;Can't it be, can't it be mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5408994636210355583?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5408994636210355583/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5408994636210355583' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5408994636210355583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5408994636210355583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/black.html' title='Black'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIx8F-oefI/AAAAAAAAARY/7Jmlvd3oATY/s72-c/pearljam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-8385214943209653685</id><published>2007-05-21T18:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:17:11.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>21 de Mayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;El &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Día de las Glorias Navales&lt;/span&gt; es una efemeride chilena que conmemora el Combate naval de Iquique; ocurrido el 21 de mayo de 1879, en donde murió el marino chileno Arturo Prat Chacón, junto a toda la plana mayor de la corbeta Esmeralda, la cual fue hundida por el mónitor peruano Huáscar al mando del Capitán Miguel Grau Seminario. Se celebra también en este día el Combate naval de Punta Gruesa, donde la goleta Covadonga, al mando de Carlos Condell, hizo encallar a la fragata blindada peruana Independencia en los roquerios de Punta Gruesa, en el norte de Chile. Cada 21 de mayo, en Chile, se celebra en su memoria con desfiles y ofrendas florales en cada ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Historia del 21 de Mayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante la Guerra del Pacífico se desarrolló uno de los combates navales que dejó marcado el 21 de mayo en la historia gloriosa de Chile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIZvF-oeaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F41YZZrIgcM/s1600-h/Combate_naval.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIZvF-oeaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F41YZZrIgcM/s320/Combate_naval.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067140827594652066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chile se encontraba en conflicto bélico con sus dos vecinos, Perú y Bolivia, y, como parte del mismo, se decidió el bloqueo de las aguas frente a Iquique desde el 5 de abril de 1879. La misión fue cumplida por la Escuadra Nacional, conformada por los blindados &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blanco &lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cochrane&lt;/span&gt;, las corbetas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esmeralda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O'Higgins&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chacabuco &lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abtao&lt;/span&gt;, la cañonera &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Magallanes&lt;/span&gt;, la goleta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Covadonga&lt;/span&gt;, el transporte &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lamar &lt;/span&gt;y el vapor &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matías Cousiño&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIZe1-oeZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/iRHQCDuzQzU/s1600-h/Prat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIZe1-oeZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/iRHQCDuzQzU/s200/Prat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067140548421777810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sin embargo, el 16 de mayo de 1879 el comandante en Jefe de la escuadra, almirante Juan Williams Rebolledo, decidió atacar el puerto de El Callao ante la ausencia de la Escuadra boliviana. Ordenó el zarpe de todos los buques, dejando sólo a la corbeta Esmeralda, la goleta Covadonga y el transporte Lamar, y quedando como jefe de la agrupación el capitán &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arturo Prat Chacón&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIaR1-oedI/AAAAAAAAARI/eSx4FBH0d0w/s1600-h/Miguel_Grau_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIaR1-oedI/AAAAAAAAARI/eSx4FBH0d0w/s320/Miguel_Grau_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067141424595106258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La reacción por parte del Gobierno peruano, encabezado por el Presidente Manuel Ignacio Prado, no se hizo esperar. Decidió, tras varias reuniones, que zarpara desde Arica el monitor Huáscar y la fragata blindada Independencia, al mando de los capitanes de Navío, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miguel Grau Seminario&lt;/span&gt; y Juan Guillermo Moore, respectivamente, con el objetivo de destruir las naves chilenas establecidas en la línea de bloqueo en Iquique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El fragmento que había quedado de la escuadra nacional al mando del capitán &lt;span&gt;Prat&lt;/span&gt;, vio al enemigo con los primeros rayos del sol, realizándose los disparos de caños para avisar e izando la señal de "enemigo a la vista".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La euforia frente al combate se estableció en las tropas de las naves peruanas y en la población de Iquique, la cual salió a las calles y se acercó a la costa para presenciar la lucha, gritando consignas como "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Viva el Perú&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El enfrentamiento estaba a minutos de realizarse, cuando Prat reunió a la tropa y les dijo el histórico 21 de mayo de 1879, "muchachos, la contienda es desigual. Pero, ánimo y valor. Nunca se ha arriado nuestra bandera ante el enemigo y espero que no sea ésta la ocasión de hacerlo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La batalla comenzó a desarrollarse, y se produjeron dos polos de conflicto: uno, formado por el enfrentamiento entre el Huáscar y la Esmeralda, y otro entre la Independencia y la Covadonga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Huáscar y la Esmeralda, chocaron produciéndose disparos de la nave peruana hacia la chilena, causando varias muertes en la cubierta. Frente a ese panorama, Prat gritó: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al abordaje muchachos&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIZ6l-oebI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZqSgDdEfz0c/s1600-h/Prat_Muerte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIZ6l-oebI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZqSgDdEfz0c/s200/Prat_Muerte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067141025163147698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prat logró llegar cerca de la torre blindada de mando del Huáscar, donde fue alcanzado con una bala, al tiempo que un marinero salió a cubierta, disparándole un balazo en la frente que le provocó la muerte inmediata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La dramática escena entregó fuerzas a la tripulación de la Esmeralda, a pesar que los daños y las muertes en la nave chilena eran superiores a las generadas en el Huáscar. Ambas naves se separaron, esperando el comandante peruano la rendición de la nave nacional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo, el teniente Uribe que tomó el mando de la Esmeralda, se reunió con los oficiales, quienes decidieron luchar hasta la muerte, lo cual produjo la embestida del Huáscar. Ello fue el principio de un ataque que comenzó a generar el hundimiento de la Esmeralda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los marineros que sobrevivieron al combate, cumplieron con su deber al nunca arriar el pabellón ante el enemigo, permitiendo además que el convoy enviado a Antofagasta pudiera llegar con refuerzos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De esa manera, el hecho entregó un sentimiento nacionalista que dio fuerza a las distintas tropas chilenas además de un contagio en la población en búsqueda de la protección de la patria. Por eso, la unidad nacional y el heroísmo de Prat y sus hombres son conmemorados cada 21 de mayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIaHV-oecI/AAAAAAAAARA/8OkfyW4SnhU/s1600-h/ValparisoHeroesIquique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIaHV-oecI/AAAAAAAAARA/8OkfyW4SnhU/s320/ValparisoHeroesIquique.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067141244206479810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-8385214943209653685?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8385214943209653685/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=8385214943209653685' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8385214943209653685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8385214943209653685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/21-de-mayo.html' title='21 de Mayo'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlIZvF-oeaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F41YZZrIgcM/s72-c/Combate_naval.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1987001722068368203</id><published>2007-05-20T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T17:12:08.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>La Tristeza y La Furia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlC5Ul-oeXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Kcv3rVS82QE/s1600-h/lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlC5Ul-oeXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Kcv3rVS82QE/s320/lake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066753344235141490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;En un reino encantado donde los hombres nunca pueden llegar, o quizás donde los hombres transitan eternamente sin darse cuenta...&lt;br /&gt;En un reino mágico, donde las cosas no tangibles, se vuelven concretas.&lt;br /&gt;Había una vez... un estanque maravilloso.&lt;br /&gt;Era una laguna de agua cristalina y pura donde nadaban peces de todos los colores existentes y donde todas las tonalidades del verde se reflejaban permanentemente...&lt;br /&gt;Hasta ese estanque mágico y transparente se acercaron a bañarse haciéndose mutua compañía, la tristeza y la furia.&lt;br /&gt;Las dos se quitaron sus vestimentas y desnudas las dos entraron al estanque.&lt;br /&gt;La furia, apurada (como siempre esta la furia), urgida -sin saber por qué- se baño rápidamente y más rápidamente aún, salió del agua...&lt;br /&gt;Pero la furia es ciega, o por lo menos no distingue claramente la realidad, así que, desnuda y apurada, se puso, al salir, la primera ropa que encontró...&lt;br /&gt;Y sucedió que esa ropa no era la suya, sino la de la tristeza...&lt;br /&gt;Y así vestida de tristeza, la furia se fue.&lt;br /&gt;Muy calma, y muy serena, dispuesta como siempre a quedarse en el lugar donde está, la tristeza&lt;br /&gt;terminó su baño y sin ningún apuro (o mejor dicho, sin conciencia del paso del tiempo), con pereza y lentamente, salió del estanque.&lt;br /&gt;En la orilla se encontró con que su ropa ya no estaba.&lt;br /&gt;Como todos sabemos, si hay algo que a la tristeza no le gusta es quedar al desnudo, así que se puso la única ropa que había junto al estanque, la ropa de la furia.&lt;br /&gt;Cuentan que desde entonces, muchas veces uno se encuentra con la furia, ciega, cruel, terrible y&lt;br /&gt;enfadada, pero si nos damos el tiempo de mirar bien, encontramos que esta furia que vemos es sólo un disfraz, y que detrás del disfraz de la furia, en realidad... está escondida la tristeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1987001722068368203?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1987001722068368203/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1987001722068368203' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1987001722068368203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1987001722068368203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/la-tristeza-y-la-furia.html' title='La Tristeza y La Furia'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RlC5Ul-oeXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Kcv3rVS82QE/s72-c/lake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-3086826060833582817</id><published>2007-05-20T01:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T01:30:44.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuando en la tarde...</title><content type='html'>Cuando en la tarde aparezco en los espejos&lt;br /&gt;               Cuando yo y la tarde queríamos unirnos&lt;br /&gt;               Tristemente nos despedimos&lt;br /&gt;               Tristemente nos hablamos en el espejo que disuelve las imágenes&lt;br /&gt;               Quién soy entonces&lt;br /&gt;               Quizás por un momento&lt;br /&gt;               De verdad soy yo que me encuentro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Quién soy yo sino nadie&lt;br /&gt;               Alguien que quisiera pasarse los días y los días&lt;br /&gt;               Como un solo domingo&lt;br /&gt;               Mirando los últimos reflejos del sol en los vidrios&lt;br /&gt;               Mirando a un anciano que da de comer a las palomas&lt;br /&gt;               Y a los evangélicos que predican el fin del mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Cuando en la tarde no soy nadie&lt;br /&gt;               Entonces las cosas me reconocen&lt;br /&gt;               Soy de nuevo pequeño&lt;br /&gt;               Soy quien debiera ser&lt;br /&gt;               Y la niebla borra la cara de los relojes en los campanarios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jorge Teillier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-3086826060833582817?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3086826060833582817/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=3086826060833582817' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3086826060833582817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3086826060833582817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/cuando-en-la-tarde.html' title='Cuando en la tarde...'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-6508534164632303336</id><published>2007-05-19T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T20:51:09.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>La Renga en Antofagasta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rk-bXF-oeVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/EHE8J1eYkWg/s1600-h/la-renga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rk-bXF-oeVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/EHE8J1eYkWg/s320/la-renga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066438926859270482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;En enero de 1988, cinco chicos de Mataderos festejaban el año nuevo tocando covers de Creedence Clearwater Revival. Pocos meses después, ya bautizados como La Renga, ensayaban intensamente para las presentaciones en los clubes de barrio.&lt;br /&gt;En los años siguientes se transformaron en uno de los grupos rockeros de Argentina más influyentes y rápidamente conquistaron a un enorme puñado de chilenos que los elevó a la categoría de reyes.&lt;br /&gt;El año pasado lanzaron su último disco Truenotierra, que con una enorme cantidad de material propio y de temas instrumentales se convirtió en su chiche y reconfirmó que La Renga seguirá por mucho tiempo como lider de la música latina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuando&lt;/span&gt;: Lunes 21 de Mayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donde&lt;/span&gt;: Estadio Rock and Soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuanto&lt;/span&gt;: $10.000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Link&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.larenga.com/"&gt;www.larenga.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-6508534164632303336?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6508534164632303336/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=6508534164632303336' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/6508534164632303336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/6508534164632303336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/la-renga-en-antofagasta.html' title='La Renga en Antofagasta'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rk-bXF-oeVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/EHE8J1eYkWg/s72-c/la-renga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-2801860807849399254</id><published>2007-05-18T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:20:49.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>La Balada Del Diablo Y La Muerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rk5s6F-oeUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/vZuhcNvkJT4/s1600-h/larenga.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rk5s6F-oeUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/vZuhcNvkJT4/s320/larenga.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066106376131475778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xG06mvhENUw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xG06mvhENUw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaba el diablo mal parado en la esquina de mi barrio,&lt;br /&gt;ahí donde dobla el viento y se cruzan los atajos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al lado de él estaba la muerte con una botella en la mano,&lt;br /&gt;me miraban de reojo y se reían por lo bajo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y yo que esperaba no sé a quién del otro lado de la calle del otoño,&lt;br /&gt;una noche de bufanda que me encontró desvelado,&lt;br /&gt;entre dientes oí a la muerte, que decía, que decía así:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"¡Cuántas veces se habrá escapado como laucha por tirante,&lt;br /&gt;y esta noche que no cuesta nada, ni siquiera fatigarme!&lt;br /&gt;Podemos llevarnos un cordero con sólo cruzar la calle..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo me escondí tras la niebla y miré al infinito,&lt;br /&gt;a ver si llegaba ése que nunca iba a venir.&lt;br /&gt;Estaba el diablo mal parado en la esquina de mi barrio,&lt;br /&gt;al lado de él estaba la muerte con una botella en la mano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y temblando como una hoja me crucé para encararlos,&lt;br /&gt;y les dije: "Me parece que esta vez me dejaron bien plantado".&lt;br /&gt;Les pedí fuego y del bolsillo saqué una rama pa' convidarlos,&lt;br /&gt;y bajo un árbol del otoño nos quedamos chamuyando.&lt;br /&gt;Me contaron de sus vidas, sus triunfos sus fracasos,&lt;br /&gt;de que el mundo andaba loco y hasta el cielo fue comprado.&lt;br /&gt;Y más miedo que esos dos me daba el propio ser humano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y yo ya no esperaba a nadie entre las risas del aquelarre,&lt;br /&gt;el diablo y la muerte se me fueron amigando,&lt;br /&gt;ahí donde dobla el viento y se cruzan los atajos,&lt;br /&gt;ahí donde brinda la vida en la esquina de mi barrio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-2801860807849399254?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2801860807849399254/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=2801860807849399254' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2801860807849399254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2801860807849399254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/la-balada-del-diablo-y-la-muerte.html' title='La Balada Del Diablo Y La Muerte'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rk5s6F-oeUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/vZuhcNvkJT4/s72-c/larenga.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-7857845449924886860</id><published>2007-05-16T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T17:01:22.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>House M.D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RktwmV-oeTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/JvuQJQmeWLw/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RktwmV-oeTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/JvuQJQmeWLw/s320/house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065266009945438514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;House (también titulada como House M.D. acrónimo de Medicinæ Doctor) en una serie gringa q se estreno el 2004 y actualmente lleva 3 temporadas en gringolandia y coñolandia. La serie trata de un nefrologo protagonizado por Hugh Laurie quien encarna al Doctor Gregory House, medico extravagante y marcado caracter, esta a cargo del departamento de diagnosticos del ficticio Hospital Universitario Princeton-Plainsboro de Nueva Jersey, realiza los diagnosticos con su equipo, usando metodos poco ortodoxos y a veces con ayuda de su amigo y tambien doctos James Wilson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se las recomiendo, voy en el capitulo 12 de la 2da temporada (2x12) y puta... muy buena la wea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les dejo algunos de los mejores momentos de Greg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bh7vnIVPv4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bh7vnIVPv4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas info&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House en &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0412142/"&gt;IMDB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House en &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_%28serie%29"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-7857845449924886860?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7857845449924886860/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=7857845449924886860' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7857845449924886860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7857845449924886860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/house-md.html' title='House M.D.'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RktwmV-oeTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/JvuQJQmeWLw/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-3446053958408364124</id><published>2007-05-16T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T16:23:19.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seemann</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RktoKV-oeRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qWud5HabPYo/s1600-h/rammsteinlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RktoKV-oeRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qWud5HabPYo/s320/rammsteinlogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065256732816079122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1j2m0BbLpWc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1j2m0BbLpWc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komm in mein Boot&lt;br /&gt;ein Sturm kommt auf / und es wird Nacht&lt;br /&gt;Wo willst du hin&lt;br /&gt;so ganz allein / treibst du davon&lt;br /&gt;Wer hlt deine Hand&lt;br /&gt;wenn es dich / nach unten zieht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo willst du hin&lt;br /&gt;so uferlos / die kalte See&lt;br /&gt;Komm in mein Boot&lt;br /&gt;der Herbstwind hlt / die Segel straff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jetzt stehst du da an der Laterne&lt;br /&gt;hast Trnen im Gesicht&lt;br /&gt;das Abendlicht verjagt die Schatten&lt;br /&gt;die Zeit steht still und es wird Herbst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komm in mein Boot&lt;br /&gt;die Sehnsucht wird / der Steuermann&lt;br /&gt;Komm in mein Boot&lt;br /&gt;der beste Seemann / war doch ich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jetzt stehst du da an der Laterne&lt;br /&gt;hast Trnen im Gesicht&lt;br /&gt;das Feuer nimmst du von der Kerze&lt;br /&gt;die Zeit steht still und es wird Herbst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sie sprachen nur von deiner Mutter&lt;br /&gt;so gnadenlos ist nur die Nacht&lt;br /&gt;am Ende bleib ich doch alleine&lt;br /&gt;die Zeit steht still&lt;br /&gt;und mir ist kalt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-3446053958408364124?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3446053958408364124/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=3446053958408364124' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3446053958408364124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3446053958408364124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/seemann.html' title='Seemann'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RktoKV-oeRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qWud5HabPYo/s72-c/rammsteinlogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-8160967913001961401</id><published>2007-05-15T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T13:25:57.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Testament &amp; Motorhead - Day Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrUWvO0BI/AAAAAAAAAOo/phzlfRxsnXA/s1600-h/SSA52531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrUWvO0BI/AAAAAAAAAOo/phzlfRxsnXA/s200/SSA52531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064837990888427538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jack Daniels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrU2vO0CI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CaZ8nwr2Xhw/s1600-h/SSA52532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrU2vO0CI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CaZ8nwr2Xhw/s200/SSA52532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064837999478362146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tukán &amp; Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ex-Machuca y KS Perro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrU2vO0DI/AAAAAAAAAO4/4g-awleNHNM/s1600-h/SSA52536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrU2vO0DI/AAAAAAAAAO4/4g-awleNHNM/s200/SSA52536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064837999478362162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tukan y Vakero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo gestos rudos y bebiendo como machotes! el cuco mismo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrVGvO0EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/bhNkZ7m4eps/s1600-h/SSA52552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrVGvO0EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/bhNkZ7m4eps/s200/SSA52552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064838003773329474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Motorhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil Campbell, Mikkey Dee y Lemmy Kilmister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrVWvO0FI/AAAAAAAAAPI/z1dCzQ6ozVk/s1600-h/SSA52553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrVWvO0FI/AAAAAAAAAPI/z1dCzQ6ozVk/s200/SSA52553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064838008068296786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sir Ian "Lemmy" Kilmister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con nuestro pabellon patrio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrgWvO0GI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IF8g1Bx5Cr4/s1600-h/SSA52567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrgWvO0GI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IF8g1Bx5Cr4/s200/SSA52567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064838197046857826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aftershow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el "Bar de Rene" dando juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrgmvO0HI/AAAAAAAAAPY/0gRdq7jyuQM/s1600-h/SSA52568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrgmvO0HI/AAAAAAAAAPY/0gRdq7jyuQM/s200/SSA52568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064838201341825138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carachooooos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrgmvO0II/AAAAAAAAAPg/IhJqvD6mjGs/s1600-h/SSA52571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrgmvO0II/AAAAAAAAAPg/IhJqvD6mjGs/s200/SSA52571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064838201341825154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weones Cucos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemesis (KS Perro), Tukan (ex-Machuca y KS Perro), Tarro, Vakero y Forsa (Yo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-8160967913001961401?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8160967913001961401/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=8160967913001961401' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8160967913001961401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8160967913001961401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/testament-motorhead-day-four.html' title='Testament &amp; Motorhead - Day Four'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RknrUWvO0BI/AAAAAAAAAOo/phzlfRxsnXA/s72-c/SSA52531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-208368992327738948</id><published>2007-05-13T19:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T19:14:33.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Devil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pal Pico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkebvmvO0AI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yVLxUsngr3k/s1600-h/B0000C3GZ2.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkebvmvO0AI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yVLxUsngr3k/s320/B0000C3GZ2.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064187548156219394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h1HZBxGNrVk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h1HZBxGNrVk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last kiss one only&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll let you go&lt;br /&gt;Hard for you I've fallen&lt;br /&gt;But you can't break my fall&lt;br /&gt;I'm broken don't break me&lt;br /&gt;When I hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some devil some angel&lt;br /&gt;Has got me to the bones&lt;br /&gt;You said always and forever&lt;br /&gt;Now I believe you baby&lt;br /&gt;You said always and forever&lt;br /&gt;Is such a long and lonely time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too drunk and still drinking&lt;br /&gt;It's just the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;Is what you told me&lt;br /&gt;Cause what we had was so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Feel heavy like floating&lt;br /&gt;At the bottom of the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said always and forever&lt;br /&gt;Now I believe you baby&lt;br /&gt;You said always and forever&lt;br /&gt;Is such a long and lonely time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some devil is stuck inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I set it free&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I wish I was dead and you were breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just so that you could know&lt;br /&gt;Some angel is stuck inside of me&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot set you free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said always and forever&lt;br /&gt;Now I believe you baby&lt;br /&gt;You said always and forever&lt;br /&gt;Such a long and lonely time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck inside of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-208368992327738948?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/208368992327738948/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=208368992327738948' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/208368992327738948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/208368992327738948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/some-devil.html' title='Some Devil'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkebvmvO0AI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yVLxUsngr3k/s72-c/B0000C3GZ2.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1964666875909191280</id><published>2007-05-13T16:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T16:02:51.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere Around Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkawvWvOz_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q14jppisMF0/s1600/apocalyptica.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkawvWvOz_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q14jppisMF0/s1600/apocalyptica.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eM4qMuhEgeA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eM4qMuhEgeA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1964666875909191280?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1964666875909191280/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1964666875909191280' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1964666875909191280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1964666875909191280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/somewhere-around-nothing.html' title='Somewhere Around Nothing'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkawvWvOz_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q14jppisMF0/s72-c/apocalyptica.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1679074513874078887</id><published>2007-05-13T02:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:39:29.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quutamo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkawvWvOz_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q14jppisMF0/s1600-h/apocalyptica.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkawvWvOz_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q14jppisMF0/s320/apocalyptica.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063929158628724722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFW7oTEqKgc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFW7oTEqKgc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1679074513874078887?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1679074513874078887/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1679074513874078887' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1679074513874078887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1679074513874078887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/quutamo.html' title='Quutamo'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkawvWvOz_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q14jppisMF0/s72-c/apocalyptica.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-3903470569698701021</id><published>2007-05-11T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T20:48:22.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh Holloway podría hacer de Gambito en X-Men 4</title><content type='html'>Las declaraciones del actor Josh Holloway confirman los rumores que apuntaban a que 20Th Century Fox llevarán a cabo una cuarta entrega de X-Men. Al parecer la productora está interesada en que actor interprete a Gambito en X-Men 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkUNpmvOz9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/4_T3sQ6H-qo/s1600-h/gambitrb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkUNpmvOz9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/4_T3sQ6H-qo/s320/gambitrb3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063468364472438738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hemos tenido una reunión y ellos quieren que interprete a Gambit, el personaje de las cartas, ellos piensan que estaría perfecto en el papel. Veremos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al parecer, el actor de 37 le gustaría interpretar a un superhéroe por la ropa que llevan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkUOtGvOz-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UMc7xw7qo9k/s1600-h/gambitoku3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkUOtGvOz-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UMc7xw7qo9k/s320/gambitoku3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063469524113608674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me encantaría interpretar a un superhéroe. ¡Me encantaría usar una capa y mallas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A modo persona, q buena! por fin Gambito, siempre quize q en la segunda o tercera entrega de X-Men apareciera Gambito :D!!&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/14762214-3903470569698701021?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3903470569698701021/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=3903470569698701021' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3903470569698701021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3903470569698701021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/josh-holloway-podra-hacer-de-gambito-en.html' title='Josh Holloway podría hacer de Gambito en X-Men 4'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkUNpmvOz9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/4_T3sQ6H-qo/s72-c/gambitrb3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-2195066788937890895</id><published>2007-05-11T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T14:54:52.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Envían insólita carta a Presidenta Michelle Bachelet con semillas de marihuana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La misiva abierta es un reclamo de grupos que abogan por una nueva legislación para el consumo y tenencia de esta droga, que con su gesto buscan criticar la “hipocresía y peligrosidad de las actuales políticas”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkS712vOz8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/4Kwhp0WmQ9Y/s1600-h/maria.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkS712vOz8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/4Kwhp0WmQ9Y/s320/maria.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063378414972358594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SANTIAGO&lt;/span&gt;, mayo 7.- Una insólita misiva que incluye una bolsa con samillas de Cannabis fue enviada a la presidenta Michelle Bachelet, como una forma de promocionar la campaña emprendida por diversas organizaciones para pedir una nueva legislación en torno a la tenencia y consumo de este tipo de droga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firmada por “Movimental”, la carta abierta fue remitida en el marco de las actividades realizadas desde abril pasado, y que concluyeron ayer domingo con un masivo acto en el Parque Forestal, por tercer año consecutivo, bajo el lema “Contra el Narcotráfico… Cultiva Tus Derechos”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La campaña incluyó a otras agrupaciones como la revista “Cañamo” y el portal cultivatusderechos.org, para abogar por nuevas políticas en torno al tema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El texto señala que “el narcotráfico existe porque hay prohibicionismo, y es precisamente eso lo que lo hace uno de los negocios más lucrativos de la tierra”, y aunque reconoce que “ninguna droga es inocua”, afirma que su “potencial dañino depende múltiples factores más allá del consumo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esa línea argumenta que los problemas sociales vinculados a la droga obedecen más bien a “la pobreza endémica, la falta de oportunidades, la desigual distribución de la riqueza, la falta de viviendas dignas y de buena educación.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señalando los diversos usos terapéuticos e industriales del cannabis, cuestiona las políticas nacionales señalando que con la Ley 20.000 de Drogas más del 70 por ciento de los infractores corresponde a “porte” o “consumo”, unas 22 mil personas, y muchas sufren graves prejuicios sin haber cometido delito, “como Verónica Venegas, ex directora del Sename en la XI región, quien perdió su trabajo por una práctica absolutamente legal”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los suscriptores afirman que muchas autoridades pueden estar vinculadas a drogas “y no por eso son enfermos ni mucho menos delincuentes”, mientras acusa cifras en mano que en Chile “no ha disminuido el consumo ni el tráfico”, lo que a su juicio muestra el fracaso del Conace y sus actuales políticas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aprovechamos la ocasión para hacerle llegar estas semillas de Cannabis importadas y compradas en los grandes supermercados de la capital., como un símbolo de la insensatez, la hipocresía y peligrosidad de las actuales políticas, leyes y discurso oficial imperantes”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuente&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.terra.cl/noticias/index.cfm?id_cat=302&amp;amp;id_reg=783348"&gt;Terra.cl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-2195066788937890895?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2195066788937890895/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=2195066788937890895' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2195066788937890895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2195066788937890895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/envan-inslita-carta-presidenta-michelle.html' title='Envían insólita carta a Presidenta Michelle Bachelet con semillas de marihuana'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkS712vOz8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/4Kwhp0WmQ9Y/s72-c/maria.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-8586569916896943836</id><published>2007-05-10T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T01:24:58.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bards Song (Live in Stuttgart)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh !! Tema qliao es buenisima la letra, el tema, toda la wea... mas encima esta presentacion pal pico... medio coro del publico, para los bardos de corazon el tema de mierda, mas encima blind guardian magnifica banda!! Simplemente pal pico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NACwXCTx6Fc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NACwXCTx6Fc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now You all know&lt;br /&gt;The bards and their songs&lt;br /&gt;When hours have gone by&lt;br /&gt;I'll close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;In a world far away&lt;br /&gt;We may meet again&lt;br /&gt;But now hear my song&lt;br /&gt;About the dawn of the night&lt;br /&gt;Let's sing the bards' song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ref.:]&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will take us away&lt;br /&gt;Far from home&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever know our names&lt;br /&gt;But the bards' songs will remain&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will take it away&lt;br /&gt;The fear of today&lt;br /&gt;It will be gone&lt;br /&gt;Due to our magic songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one song&lt;br /&gt;Left in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Tales of a brave man&lt;br /&gt;Who lived far from here&lt;br /&gt;Now the bard songs are over&lt;br /&gt;And it's time to leave&lt;br /&gt;No one should ask You for the name Of the one&lt;br /&gt;Who tells the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ref.:]&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will take us away&lt;br /&gt;Far from home&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever know our names&lt;br /&gt;But the bards' songs will remain&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow all will b e known&lt;br /&gt;And You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;In the dark and cold&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the bards' songs will remain&lt;br /&gt;They all will remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts and in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;They're always in my mind&lt;br /&gt;These songs of hobbits, dwarves and men&lt;br /&gt;And elves&lt;br /&gt;Come close Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You can see them, too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-8586569916896943836?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8586569916896943836/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=8586569916896943836' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8586569916896943836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8586569916896943836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/bards-song-live-in-stuttgart.html' title='The Bards Song (Live in Stuttgart)'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-367657922315623696</id><published>2007-05-09T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T19:57:03.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Testament &amp; Motorhead - Day Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkJdkmvOz6I/AAAAAAAAANw/KLbxAUt_UyY/s1600-h/SSA52518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkJdkmvOz6I/AAAAAAAAANw/KLbxAUt_UyY/s320/SSA52518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062711814573182882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estabamos tan pa la caga luego de la masacre en Testament que al dia siguiente (1 de Mayo) hicimos una cata de cervezas xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkJdk2vOz7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZMODL0iBMwY/s1600-h/SSA52519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkJdk2vOz7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZMODL0iBMwY/s320/SSA52519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062711818868150194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aca esta el Juez International Cheleceitor MD PHD CPL... osea SHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cervezasol.com.mx/"&gt;Sol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cervezacorona.cl/"&gt;Corona Extra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cervezaaustral.cl/"&gt;Austral Yagan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cervezaaustral.cl/"&gt;Austral Calafate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.budweiser.com/"&gt;Budweiser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal Guard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stella-artois.com/index.html"&gt;Stella Artois&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.becks.com/"&gt;Becks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paulaner.de/"&gt;Paulaner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cerveza-kunstmann.cl/"&gt;Kunstmann Lager&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cerveza-kunstmann.cl/"&gt;Kunstmann Torobayo Ale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cervezatecate.com/"&gt;Tecate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.negramodelo.com/"&gt;Negra Modelo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sidrantillanca.cl/prodcerveza.html"&gt;Antillanca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-367657922315623696?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/367657922315623696/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=367657922315623696' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/367657922315623696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/367657922315623696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/testament-motorhead-day-three.html' title='Testament &amp; Motorhead - Day Three'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkJdkmvOz6I/AAAAAAAAANw/KLbxAUt_UyY/s72-c/SSA52518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-6800134255641185918</id><published>2007-05-08T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T13:16:17.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Carta a la Presidenta Bachelet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkCvrWvOz5I/AAAAAAAAANo/poZ6RLk2SbE/s1600-h/maria.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkCvrWvOz5I/AAAAAAAAANo/poZ6RLk2SbE/s320/maria.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062239140537356178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esta carta ha sido enviada con copia a los miembros del Poder Ejecutivo (Ministros y Subsecretarios); del Poder Judicial (Corte Suprema y Corte de Apelaciones de Santiago), del Poder Legislativo (Senadores y Diputados) y a los editores y periodistas de los principales medios de comunicación. Todas contienen un sobre con semillas de Cannabis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Estimada Presidenta Bachelet,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; el paradigma prohibicionista que guía las Convenciones Internacionales y las leyes nacionales en materia de drogas surge hace no más de 100 años por razones económicas, xenofóbicas, políticas y de control social sobre la población por parte de las grandes potencias de principios del siglo pasado, fanáticos conservadores, puritanos y grupos de poder de la época?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; este paradigma, desde sus orígenes y hasta la fecha, no ha tenido ni tiene nada que ver con proteger la salud de las personas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; el narcotráfico existe porque hay prohibicionismo y que es precisamente eso lo que lo hace uno de los negocios más lucrativos de la tierra (a mayor prohibición, mayor rentabilidad)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; si bien no existe ninguna droga inocua, tanto o más que de la sustancia en sí misma, su potencial dañino depende mucho más de las características personales del sujeto que consuma, el contexto histórico-político y socio cultural de ese consumo y de la forma de consumo (frecuencia, intensidad, dosis, mezclas, etc.)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; probablemente muchas de las autoridades de Gobierno (CONACE, incluido), del Poder Judicial, y el Legislativo han sufrido, sufren o sufrirán algún tipo de problema producto de algún consumo de drogas (una intoxicación etílica, problemas broncopulmonares derivados del tabaco; taquicardias por el Viagra, insomnio por la cafeína, entre otras)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; no por eso son enfermos ni mucho menos delincuentes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; que hay muchas formas de consumir drogas (legales o ilegales) y que no todas implican “ser adicto”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; el verdadero caldo de cultivo para que se expresen los fenómenos más dramáticos asociados a las drogas, como lo son el narcotráfico y las adicciones, especialmente en los sectores populares, no son las drogas en sí mismas, sino la pobreza endémica; la falta de oportunidades, la desigual distribución de la riqueza; la falta de viviendas dignas, de una buena educación, la mala calidad de vida; el no tener transporte público; el vivir con un sueldo mínimo de hambre; la falta de participación, de sentido de futuro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; desde que entró en vigencia la Ley 20.000 de Drogas (Febrero de 2005), hasta el segundo trimestre del 2006 fueron detenidos en Chile más de 22.000 personas por “porte” o “consumo”, no tráfico, lo que representa casi el 70% de todos los infractores de dicha Ley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; esto quiere decir que durante el primer año y medio de implementación de la Ley 20.000 casi 13 chilenos y chilenas fueron detenidos al día por ser simples consumidores…principalmente jóvenes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; la actual legislación permite el consumo de cualquier sustancia ilegal mientras sea de manera privada, personal y en cantidades utilizables de manera próxima en el tiempo; pero al mismo tiempo castiga el porte, traspaso, adquisición, cultivo, etc. etc., lo que implica que si un adulto informado y responsable quiere hacer uso de este derecho sin faltar a la ley, lo única forma de hacerlo es a través de la “generación espontánea”… cosa que no existe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; la nueva ley, al incluir la figura de “microtráfico”, invirtió el peso de la prueba logrando en la práctica que cualquier consumidor sea considerado “culpable” de tráfico hasta que se demuestre lo contrario, violando el principio de inocencia resguardado en cualquier legislación sensata?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; en la práctica, se ha concentrado la acción represiva sobre los simples usuarios generándoles daños laborales, familiares y sociales aún peores que las consecuencias derivadas de su propio consumo (como el caso de Verónica Venegas, ex-directora regional del SENAME en la XI Región quien, entre otros problemas, perdió su trabajo por una práctica que es absolutamente LEGAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; a pesar de que las semillas están explícitamente excluidas de las Convenciones Internacionales en materia de drogas (artículos 1.1.b); c) y d), 28 y listas I y IV del Convenio Único de la ONU de 1961); un Senador presentó una moción para que las semillas de cannabis sean consideradas “materia prima” para el tráfico, lo que implicará que más cultivadores para consumo personal o usuarios serán detenidos y juzgados bajo sospecha de tráfico?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; funcionarios y autoridades públicas no sólo han demostrado una ignorancia inaceptable en materia de drogas sino que, peor aún, han faltado a la verdad descaradamente haciendo afirmaciones sin mostrar estudios o análisis que las sustenten ( “nueva amenaza: marihuana transgénica”, “…con 60% de concentración de THC”); profundizando una política del terror que es repetida obsecuentemente por los medios de comunicación, afectando directamente la salud, libertad y dignidad de los chilenos y chilenas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; el Cannabis ha demostrado tener logros terapéuticos en muchas enfermedades y que existen farmacias y hospitales que lo suministran en distintas partes del mundo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; el Cannabis tiene cientos de usos industriales (fabricación de ladrillos y termopaneles para la construcción, bíocombustible, alimentos, tela, etc.), lo que da trabajo a miles de personas en el mundo…menos en Chile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; por citar un par de ejemplos, Revista CAÑAMO ha vendido más de 55.000 ejemplares en los casi dos años de existencia y que el foro virtual de cultivadores www.amigosdelcanabbis.cl tiene más de 7.000 socios activos, y que ninguna de estas personas cree en las actuales políticas de drogas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; según las propias cifras oficiales en Chile, no ha disminuido el consumo ni el tráfico, lo que es la muestra empírica del fracaso del CONACE y las actuales políticas y legislación?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; existen otros paradigmas y alternativas concretas, probadas y más efectivas para hacer frente a los fenómenos asociados al consumo de sustancias psicoactivas como la Reducción de Riesgos y Daños?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; en 1998, la Sesión Especial de la Asamblea General de la ONU lanzó una estrategia global para obtener un mundo libre de drogas el 2008?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt; el 2008 en Viena, la ONU evaluará lo que han sido estos 10 últimos años de prohibicionismo y que esperamos que la posición chilena en esa instancia sea crítica ante la evidencia de los resultados y sea discutida democrática y abiertamente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Sabía Ud. que…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    ¿Defendemos personas y sus derechos, NO sustancias?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    ¿REGULAR no es lo mismo que PROHIBIR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprovechamos la ocasión para hacerle llegar estas semillas de Cannabis importadas y compradas en los grandes supermercados de la capital, como un símbolo de la insensatez, hipocresía y peligrosidad de las actuales políticas, leyes y discurso oficial imperantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No le podemos decir que las plante, porque podríamos ser acusados de “inducir” al tráfico; tampoco puede plantarlas, porque eso “presupondría” ánimo de traficar y bastaría que algún vecino la denunciara anónimamente para que se dejaran caer por su casa las fuerzas de la ley, fuera citada a tribunales, enfrentara una investigación, fuera expuesta públicamente como posible traficante para que al final, muy al final, la justicia decretara que solo se trataba de “consumo personal” o, en su caso, ni si quiera eso probablemente, pero a esas alturas ya daría igual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De momento, la invitamos a sumarse a las distintas actividades que se realizarán durante Abril y Mayo en varias ciudades de nuestro país exigiendo otra política de drogas: una democrática, justa y eficaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas Actividades culminarán en la Marcha-Acto “Contra el Narcotráfico…Cultiva Tus Derechos 2007” a desarrollarse en el Parque Forestal (frente al Museo de Bellas Artes) el Domingo 6 de Mayo a partir de las 12.00 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para más información o contacto puede visitar nuestra página www.cultivatusderechos.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin otro particular, se despide atentamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    MOVIMENTAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abril 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MOVIMENTAL es una instancia abierta, amplia y democrática que reúne a distintas personas y organizaciones que creen que OTRA POLÍTICA DE DROGAS ES POSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver mas opiniones en el foro de:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cultivatusderechos.cl/2007/05/02/carta-a-la-presidenta-bachelet/%20"&gt;www.cultivatusderechos.cl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-6800134255641185918?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6800134255641185918/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=6800134255641185918' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/6800134255641185918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/6800134255641185918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/carta-la-presidenta-bachelet.html' title='Carta a la Presidenta Bachelet'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkCvrWvOz5I/AAAAAAAAANo/poZ6RLk2SbE/s72-c/maria.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-4595445120232122974</id><published>2007-05-08T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T12:18:48.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkCin2vOz4I/AAAAAAAAANg/mPRupJVosc4/s1600-h/jupiterone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkCin2vOz4I/AAAAAAAAANg/mPRupJVosc4/s320/jupiterone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062224786756652930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ulnn3-g0PaY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ulnn3-g0PaY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown, can you think of a reason why&lt;br /&gt;you so love it downtown?&lt;br /&gt;I met you in the middle of the scandalous town&lt;br /&gt;It's a miracle you're walking around&lt;br /&gt;Countdown in a dark town, and so it begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sarted with a minute of your favorite sound&lt;br /&gt;A sexy little secret of a radio song&lt;br /&gt;I wish it wasn't floating around&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to a tight sound, and so it begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you think of a reason why it's your favorite town,&lt;br /&gt;It caught you with your finger on a video girl&lt;br /&gt;America is watching you now&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to a nigh gown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, wake up!&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, look up!&lt;br /&gt;You're always turning away&lt;br /&gt;Are you falling asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, wake up!&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking away?&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, look up!&lt;br /&gt;Are you watching?&lt;br /&gt;It's a brand new day and you shouldn't be fading away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown, it's the time of the season&lt;br /&gt;when you're a man around town&lt;br /&gt;Imagination taking you where no one else can&lt;br /&gt;Floating on sins that surround&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to a dark town and so it begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-4595445120232122974?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4595445120232122974/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=4595445120232122974' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/4595445120232122974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/4595445120232122974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RkCin2vOz4I/AAAAAAAAANg/mPRupJVosc4/s72-c/jupiterone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5506631721088369407</id><published>2007-05-08T02:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T02:36:04.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nunca sabrás</title><content type='html'>Hoy me marcho con la noche,&lt;br /&gt;sin nadie que me vea partir con ella,&lt;br /&gt;cuando el alba llegue, ya no estaré,&lt;br /&gt;nunca sabrás cuanto te ame,&lt;br /&gt;y la fuerza con que este corazón&lt;br /&gt;elevo su grito al cielo por ti,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca sabrás del daño que a este corazón le causaste,&lt;br /&gt;me marcho lejos, dejando atrás tu rencor infundado,&lt;br /&gt;cargaré con la culpa,&lt;br /&gt;mas en tu conciencia habitara la verdad&lt;br /&gt;hasta el fin de tus días,&lt;br /&gt;vivirás sin saber nunca, quien fue el mejor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me marcho con la noche,&lt;br /&gt;dejando un rastro invisible de lagrimas inexistentes&lt;br /&gt;y un dolor escondido en lo profundo de mi alma,&lt;br /&gt;y nunca sabrás lo mucho que te ame,&lt;br /&gt;ni las batallas que gane vertiendo mi sangre,&lt;br /&gt;fe y esperanza en el campo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me marcho con la noche,&lt;br /&gt;a pasos pausados, recogiendo los restos&lt;br /&gt;de un alma destrozada por el insensible&lt;br /&gt;corazón de una mujer, dejando atrás&lt;br /&gt;mi vida, te dejo con quien crees te ama&lt;br /&gt;mas que yo, mas que quien arriesgo no solo&lt;br /&gt;su vida, sino su destino y futuro enteros,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca sabrás el lugar donde estaré,&lt;br /&gt;ni conocerás nunca la verdad de quien&lt;br /&gt;a puesto su fe y un destino profundo como&lt;br /&gt;las oscuridad del universo, nunca sabrás cuanto te ame,&lt;br /&gt;te quedas con quien crees te&lt;br /&gt;ama mas que un guerrero eterno,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca sabrás cuanto te ame,&lt;br /&gt;ni lo que voy a amarte,&lt;br /&gt;nunca sabrás cuanto daño me causaste,&lt;br /&gt;cuanto me has dolido,&lt;br /&gt;y así te quedarás, sin ver nunca la&lt;br /&gt;verdad sumergida por siempre en oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;sin saber, cuanto te ame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plagio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5506631721088369407?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5506631721088369407/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5506631721088369407' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5506631721088369407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5506631721088369407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/nunca-sabrs.html' title='Nunca sabrás'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1809585193544119439</id><published>2007-05-08T01:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T01:59:59.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garfield y sus Amigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que recuerdos T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rUUX9Ge82NE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rUUX9Ge82NE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo es&lt;br /&gt;Quien puede ayudarte a ver mas linda la vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo es&lt;br /&gt;Quien puede ayudarte&lt;br /&gt;A empezar optimista un nuevo día&lt;br /&gt;Y te hará conocer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que se puede alcanzar&lt;br /&gt;Si lo quieres lograr&lt;br /&gt;Hacer de tus sueños una realidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo es aquel en quien puedes confiar&lt;br /&gt;Cuando solo querías llorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el mundo se te viene encima&lt;br /&gt;Tus amigos estarán ahí&lt;br /&gt;Siempre que los necesites&lt;br /&gt;Puedes contar con su amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como el mar que refresca&lt;br /&gt;Como el sol que calienta&lt;br /&gt;Amigos son.. están ahí…&lt;br /&gt;Preocupándose por tííí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1809585193544119439?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1809585193544119439/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1809585193544119439' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1809585193544119439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1809585193544119439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/garfield-y-sus-amigos.html' title='Garfield y sus Amigos'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-4422001716947218556</id><published>2007-05-06T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T17:04:06.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rj5CpmvOz3I/AAAAAAAAANY/4hyhDy8VNAQ/s1600-h/Audioslave.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rj5CpmvOz3I/AAAAAAAAANY/4hyhDy8VNAQ/s320/Audioslave.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061556313751736178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V757zzhMLnk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V757zzhMLnk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone falls to pieces&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping all alone&lt;br /&gt;Someone kills the pain&lt;br /&gt;Spinning in the silence&lt;br /&gt;To finally drift away&lt;br /&gt;Someone gets excited&lt;br /&gt;In a chapel yard&lt;br /&gt;And catches a bouquet&lt;br /&gt;Another lays a dozen&lt;br /&gt;White roses on a grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;Heyyyy...&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can dooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone finds salvation in everyone&lt;br /&gt;Another only pain&lt;br /&gt;Someone tries to hide himself&lt;br /&gt;Down inside himself he prays&lt;br /&gt;Someone swears his true love&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Another runs away&lt;br /&gt;Separate or united&lt;br /&gt;Healthy or insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be yourself is all that you can do(all that you can do)&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh...&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do(all that you can do)&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do(all that you can do)&lt;br /&gt;Heyyyy...&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you've paid enough&lt;br /&gt;Been pulled apart or been held up&lt;br /&gt;Every single memory of the good or bad&lt;br /&gt;Faces of luck&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose any sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everything will end up alright&lt;br /&gt;You may win or lose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh...&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh...&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do(all that you can do)&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh...&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do(all that you can do)&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can--&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself is all that you can--&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself is all that you can dooooooohoooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-4422001716947218556?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4422001716947218556/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=4422001716947218556' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/4422001716947218556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/4422001716947218556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/be-yourself.html' title='Be Yourself'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rj5CpmvOz3I/AAAAAAAAANY/4hyhDy8VNAQ/s72-c/Audioslave.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-8986878008547844318</id><published>2007-05-05T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T14:46:26.624-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Testament &amp; Motorhead - Day Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzMT2vOzuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KZJhnkBmH3w/s1600-h/SSA52478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzMT2vOzuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KZJhnkBmH3w/s200/SSA52478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061144722740793058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Testament! Testament! Testament! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el teatro novedades, luego de hechar abajo a Necrosis si no estoy equivocado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzMUGvOzvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Hwf6z6kxB30/s1600-h/SSA52485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzMUGvOzvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Hwf6z6kxB30/s200/SSA52485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061144727035760370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chuck Billy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestia! "Are You Ready?! AAAAAAHHHHH" !!! y comenzo la masacre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzMUWvOzwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5zNiyxrRu58/s1600-h/SSA52495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzMUWvOzwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5zNiyxrRu58/s200/SSA52495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061144731330727682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Gracias Chile!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzMUWvOzxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PleEr_PEG4s/s1600-h/SSA52502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzMUWvOzxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PleEr_PEG4s/s200/SSA52502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061144731330727698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ita (Mi hermana), Jota (Cuñado) y Tarro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En "La Piojera" y los tipicos "Terremotos" al lado de unos comunistas de mierda cantando sus canciones absurdas, pero menos mal q cuando llegamos ya taban en estado de ebriedad y se fueron pronto, pero estuvo buena la conversa y los terremotos en la 1ra parte del after show xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzMUmvOzyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/SVnCQ58roAc/s1600-h/SSA52503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzMUmvOzyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/SVnCQ58roAc/s200/SSA52503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061144735625695010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vakero y Yo junto a nuestros amigos xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzNMWvOzzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/2ryNKcOfywE/s1600-h/SSA52504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzNMWvOzzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/2ryNKcOfywE/s200/SSA52504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061145693403402034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Crew en la piojera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzNMmvOz1I/AAAAAAAAANI/bUfCunqih6Q/s1600-h/SSA52508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzNMmvOz1I/AAAAAAAAANI/bUfCunqih6Q/s200/SSA52508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061145697698369362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luego de La Piojera al Bar Oxido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegamos justo a la tocata tributo a Skidrow, Motley Crue y Aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzNM2vOz2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/LklYGU8BSbA/s1600-h/SSA52511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzNM2vOz2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/LklYGU8BSbA/s200/SSA52511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061145701993336674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ita y Tarro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puta, este weon es un angelito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzNMWvOz0I/AAAAAAAAANA/qOpS_M1KPSE/s1600-h/SSA52507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzNMWvOz0I/AAAAAAAAANA/qOpS_M1KPSE/s200/SSA52507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061145693403402050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La wea GLAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me acuerdo el nombre de la banda tributo a Aerosmith, pero tuvieron buenos los temas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzL3mvOzsI/AAAAAAAAAMA/g6szTyspCc4/s1600-h/SSA52513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzL3mvOzsI/AAAAAAAAAMA/g6szTyspCc4/s200/SSA52513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061144237409488578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asdasd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzL3WvOzrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1PJJF2nfMs4/s1600-h/SSA52514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzL3WvOzrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1PJJF2nfMs4/s200/SSA52514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061144233114521266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asdasd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tarro, Yo, Vakero y Jota&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzL3GvOzqI/AAAAAAAAALw/x4GZ5sG-wUE/s1600-h/SSA52515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzL3GvOzqI/AAAAAAAAALw/x4GZ5sG-wUE/s200/SSA52515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061144228819553954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bajon y Asdasd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vakero, Nomeacuerdo, Ita, Jota y Yo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzL22vOzpI/AAAAAAAAALo/MjTa2jnFkco/s1600-h/SSA52516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzL22vOzpI/AAAAAAAAALo/MjTa2jnFkco/s200/SSA52516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061144224524586642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tarro, Yo, Vakero, Ita, Conga (Vocals de Epical) y Jota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego del bajon weando en Stgo como las 5 o 6 am xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-8986878008547844318?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8986878008547844318/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=8986878008547844318' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8986878008547844318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8986878008547844318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/testament-motorhead-day-two.html' title='Testament &amp; Motorhead - Day Two'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjzMT2vOzuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KZJhnkBmH3w/s72-c/SSA52478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5550252127424634297</id><published>2007-05-04T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:58:32.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forsaken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agustina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tarro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heineken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bakero'/><title type='text'>Testament &amp; Motorhead - Day One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rjv-AmvOziI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Mzl_qfsvg2M/s1600-h/SSA52459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rjv-AmvOziI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Mzl_qfsvg2M/s200/SSA52459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060917892632989218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bakero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En el bus (desde Afta a Stgo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rjv-A2vOzjI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5VSSyjygCsI/s1600-h/SSA52464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rjv-A2vOzjI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5VSSyjygCsI/s200/SSA52464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060917896927956530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roberto y Yo en el Metro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uno de mis grandes amigos Roberto en el Metro desde Plaza de Armas a Santa Isabel a la casa del Victor... Jajaja q manera de sacar el rollo a la gente de los vagones xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rjv-BGvOzkI/AAAAAAAAALA/AZAOZt7GH-w/s1600-h/SSA52466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rjv-BGvOzkI/AAAAAAAAALA/AZAOZt7GH-w/s200/SSA52466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060917901222923842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hermana de Victor, Cuñado de Victor y el mismisimo Victor xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuvo bueno ese carrete haciendo la previa para Testament, con nuestro auspiciador incondicional sobre la mesa de centro (Heineken) y en la barra nos esperaba un Ron Barcelo jojo, no se ve, pero a la derecha del Victor el poster de Roger Waters en Chile q tengo en mi pieza =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rjv-BWvOzlI/AAAAAAAAALI/GSBXEJyy0Sw/s1600-h/SSA52467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rjv-BWvOzlI/AAAAAAAAALI/GSBXEJyy0Sw/s200/SSA52467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060917905517891154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roberto (Tarro) y Andres (Bakero)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saboreando a nuestro sponsor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rjv-BWvOzmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VT_KoNCRiiI/s1600-h/SSA52468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rjv-BWvOzmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VT_KoNCRiiI/s200/SSA52468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060917905517891170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agustina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La sobrina del Victor, no podia ser mas tierna la cagah 3 meses ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjwACWvOznI/AAAAAAAAALY/a8MeAKLOSIc/s1600-h/SSA52470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjwACWvOznI/AAAAAAAAALY/a8MeAKLOSIc/s200/SSA52470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060920121721015922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abismo Face's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saliendo del departamento del Victor intentando tomar un taxi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5550252127424634297?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5550252127424634297/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5550252127424634297' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5550252127424634297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5550252127424634297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/05/testament-motorhead-day-one.html' title='Testament &amp; Motorhead - Day One'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rjv-AmvOziI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Mzl_qfsvg2M/s72-c/SSA52459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1739206753056501364</id><published>2007-04-28T13:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T13:18:53.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mujeres Tatuadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Algunas fotografias q encontre en un fotolog, ahi minas q se ven muy lindas tatuadas! &gt;8]__ JaJaJa.  Pronto espero hacerme el tatuaje que siempre he querido =o---- quizas cuando vuelva de Santiago =D... Ahora en un par de horas a mi tierra los pasajes! wiiijuuuu! Toi happy! ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBdWvOzWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BfB8fuBGCss/s1600-h/1163968048_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBdWvOzWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BfB8fuBGCss/s320/1163968048_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058529147787070818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBdmvOzXI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-l1vKuee9cA/s1600-h/1168619965_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBdmvOzXI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-l1vKuee9cA/s320/1168619965_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058529152082038130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBVmvOzRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GOAZl-vXgso/s1600-h/1159902763_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBVmvOzRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GOAZl-vXgso/s320/1159902763_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058529014643084562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBVmvOzSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/499XbH2tPlo/s1600-h/1163169500_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBVmvOzSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/499XbH2tPlo/s320/1163169500_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058529014643084578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBVmvOzTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OIg69hyc7Oo/s1600-h/1167334161_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBVmvOzTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OIg69hyc7Oo/s320/1167334161_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058529014643084594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBV2vOzUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4NbP2VdeZvg/s1600-h/1160000292_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBV2vOzUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4NbP2VdeZvg/s320/1160000292_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058529018938051906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBV2vOzVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/7HyzQU8BlaE/s1600-h/1158035160_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBV2vOzVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/7HyzQU8BlaE/s320/1158035160_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058529018938051922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1739206753056501364?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1739206753056501364/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1739206753056501364' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1739206753056501364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1739206753056501364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/mujeres-tatuadas.html' title='Mujeres Tatuadas'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjOBdWvOzWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BfB8fuBGCss/s72-c/1163968048_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-2632440049117590965</id><published>2007-04-28T04:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T04:29:18.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Windowpane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjGGKWvOzQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/R_Apb6tq5J8/s1600/opeth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjGGKWvOzQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/R_Apb6tq5J8/s1600/opeth.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UxS6r49OlY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UxS6r49OlY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blank face in the windowpane&lt;br /&gt;Made clear in seconds of light&lt;br /&gt;Disappears and returns again&lt;br /&gt;Counting hours, searching the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be waiting for someone&lt;br /&gt;Might be there for us to see&lt;br /&gt;Might be in need of talking&lt;br /&gt;Might be staring directly at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside plays a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Slurred voice over children cries&lt;br /&gt;On the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunting loneliness in the eye&lt;br /&gt;Skin covering a secret scar&lt;br /&gt;His hand is waving a goodbye&lt;br /&gt;There's no response or action returned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is deep prejudice in me&lt;br /&gt;Outshines all reason inside&lt;br /&gt;Given dreams all ridden with pain&lt;br /&gt;And projected unto the last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-2632440049117590965?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2632440049117590965/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=2632440049117590965' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2632440049117590965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2632440049117590965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/windowpane.html' title='Windowpane'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjGGKWvOzQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/R_Apb6tq5J8/s72-c/opeth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-8776395903162673662</id><published>2007-04-27T21:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T21:05:36.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Geminis - 27/04/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhhgtAdI1RI/AAAAAAAAADY/gcOOVRxxV5Y/s1600/ambigrama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhhgtAdI1RI/AAAAAAAAADY/gcOOVRxxV5Y/s1600/ambigrama.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoy, Jaime puedes estar muy sensible a la música y al cine. La energía del día te provoca una apreciación por las cosas más delicadas de la vida. Te vas a dar cuenta de que todo el día estás tarareando tu canción favorita. O quizás te venga a la memoria imágenes de alguna película que hayas visto recientemente. Sería bueno que empezaras con algún tipo de actividad ligera para alimentar ese lado tuyo que se deja llevar por la apreciación artística.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-8776395903162673662?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8776395903162673662/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=8776395903162673662' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8776395903162673662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8776395903162673662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/geminis-270407.html' title='Geminis - 27/04/07'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhhgtAdI1RI/AAAAAAAAADY/gcOOVRxxV5Y/s72-c/ambigrama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-4191299535104191820</id><published>2007-04-27T01:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T01:16:14.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope Leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjGGKWvOzQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/R_Apb6tq5J8/s1600-h/opeth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjGGKWvOzQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/R_Apb6tq5J8/s320/opeth.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057971368974273794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Puta, el compadre esta haciendo un cover en version acustica, iwal le sale piola, un par de errores con la guitarra, se equivoca en una estrofa del coro y tiene su voz piola tambien, tema muy bueno de lirica precisa, saludos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HE83ktfrkzY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HE83ktfrkzY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the corner beside my window&lt;br /&gt;There hangs a lonely photograph&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason&lt;br /&gt;I'd never notice&lt;br /&gt;A memory that could hold me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a wound that's always bleeding&lt;br /&gt;There is a road I'm always walking&lt;br /&gt;And I know you'll never return to this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone through days without talking&lt;br /&gt;There is a comfort in silence&lt;br /&gt;So used to losing all ambition&lt;br /&gt;Struggling to maintain what's left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once undone, there is only smoke&lt;br /&gt;Burning in my eyes to blind&lt;br /&gt;To cover up what really happened&lt;br /&gt;Force the darkness unto me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-4191299535104191820?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4191299535104191820/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=4191299535104191820' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/4191299535104191820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/4191299535104191820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/hope-leaves.html' title='Hope Leaves'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjGGKWvOzQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/R_Apb6tq5J8/s72-c/opeth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1320409302108805303</id><published>2007-04-26T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:23:44.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's get high tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh6a8H_x3hI/AAAAAAAAADo/k6ubW4GuaiM/s1600/afroman.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh6a8H_x3hI/AAAAAAAAADo/k6ubW4GuaiM/s1600/afroman.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Igual, aparte de chistoso el negro tiene buenos ritmos sus temas xD! los solos de guitarra suenan bien y las bases tan piolas, la letra comica xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KLPNyUP9smU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KLPNyUP9smU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get drunk today&lt;br /&gt;Let's get high tonight&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Things will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am living under&lt;br /&gt;So much stress and strife&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I stop and wonder&lt;br /&gt;How to enjoy my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging with my homies&lt;br /&gt;Talking jive&lt;br /&gt;Smoking marijuana, drinking Cult 45&lt;br /&gt;Hey homeboy, let's get drunk today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get drunk today&lt;br /&gt;Let's get high tonight&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Things will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am living under&lt;br /&gt;So much stress and strife&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I stop and wonder&lt;br /&gt;How to enjoy my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumping my music very loud&lt;br /&gt;Limping down the sidewalk so high&lt;br /&gt;Slap my brother, let's get drunk tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get drunk today&lt;br /&gt;Let's get high tonight&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Things will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am living under&lt;br /&gt;So much stress and strife&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I stop and wonder&lt;br /&gt;How to enjoy my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm nice and tipsy&lt;br /&gt;And I'm high-igh&lt;br /&gt;Flirting with the ladies&lt;br /&gt;Walking by-ie-ie&lt;br /&gt;Hey pretty lady, let's hook up tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get drunk today&lt;br /&gt;Let's get high tonight&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Things will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am living under&lt;br /&gt;So much stress and strife&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I stop and wonder&lt;br /&gt;How to enjoy my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckaa! (chicken sound)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1320409302108805303?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1320409302108805303/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1320409302108805303' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1320409302108805303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1320409302108805303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/lets-get-high-tonight.html' title='Let&apos;s get high tonight'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh6a8H_x3hI/AAAAAAAAADo/k6ubW4GuaiM/s72-c/afroman.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5089739639308524667</id><published>2007-04-26T14:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T15:44:23.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Santiago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Santiago de Chile&lt;/span&gt; es la capital y principal núcleo urbano de &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chile"&gt;Chile&lt;/a&gt;. El área metropolitana que forma es denominada también como &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gran Santiago&lt;/span&gt; o simplemente &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Santiago &lt;/span&gt;y corresponde también a la capital de la Región Metropolitana de Santiago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque es generalmente considerado por su habitantes como una única ciudad, Santiago de Chile es una &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conurbaci%C3%B3n"&gt;conurbación &lt;/a&gt;que incluye a 26 comunas de manera íntegra y a 11 comunas en forma parcial. La mayor parte de la metrópolis se encuentra dentro de la Provincia de Santiago, con algunos sectores periféricos dentro de las provincias del Maipo, Cordillera y Talagante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santiago además es la séptima ciudad más habitada de América Latina y una de las 50 áreas metropolitanas más grandes del mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La ciudad de Santiago alberga los principales organismos gubernamentales (a excepción del &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Congreso_Nacional_de_Chile"&gt;Congreso Nacional&lt;/a&gt;, ubicado en &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valpara%C3%ADso"&gt;Valparaíso&lt;/a&gt;), financieros, administrativos, comerciales y culturales del país. Santiago de Chile además es sede de la &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/CEPAL"&gt;CEPAL &lt;/a&gt;y es considerada como la tercera ciudad latinoamericana con mejor calidad de vida, tras Montevideo y Buenos Aires. Y como una &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ciudad_de_clase_mundial"&gt;ciudad de clase mundial&lt;/a&gt; de clase Gamma, a la altura de Ámsterdam o Boston y superando a grandes urbes como Roma, Estocolmo y Pekín.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puta q extraño Santiago por la cresta :( Ya el sabado marchamos a Motorhead y volvere a mi tierra por una semanita, por la cresta q no pertenesco a esta ciudad (Antofagasta) pero puta q he conocido personas excelentes, admirables que estimo demasiado y q por la gran puta estimo caleta aunq algunas ya no esten cerca, sera karma o destino?... huevadas q se me vienen a la mente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="7"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se porq me me acorde asi de Stgo, ya hace 8 años q estoy aca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunas fotografias de mi ciudad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1KWvOzFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6rZwIBVtosk/s1600-h/Panorama_santiago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1KWvOzFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6rZwIBVtosk/s320/Panorama_santiago.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057811939788246098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vista Panoramica de Santiago desde el Cerro San Cristobal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1jmvOzGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/R-7A2DdyItU/s1600-h/Stgo_Abril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1jmvOzGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/R-7A2DdyItU/s320/Stgo_Abril.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057812373579943010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Centro Financiero de Santiago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1kGvOzII/AAAAAAAAAHg/gcoMZ4FSBn8/s1600-h/Stgo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1kGvOzII/AAAAAAAAAHg/gcoMZ4FSBn8/s320/Stgo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057812382169877634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vista Aerea hacia el Parque O'higgins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1j2vOzHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/un56btgibJ0/s1600-h/Plazadearmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1j2vOzHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/un56btgibJ0/s320/Plazadearmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057812377874910322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plaza de Armas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1kWvOzKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/eiwEFaX9pFc/s1600-h/Andes_y_Torre_Entel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1kWvOzKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/eiwEFaX9pFc/s320/Andes_y_Torre_Entel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057812386464844962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Torre Entel y de  fondo la Cordillera de los Andes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1kWvOzJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4aP4r3-J3uQ/s1600-h/Vitacura_at_night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1kWvOzJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4aP4r3-J3uQ/s320/Vitacura_at_night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057812386464844946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santiago Oriente de Noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD2KGvOzLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/FjYDx9y5_zc/s1600-h/Estadio_Nacional_de_Chile_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD2KGvOzLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/FjYDx9y5_zc/s320/Estadio_Nacional_de_Chile_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057813035004906674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estadio Nacional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD3G2vOzMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/U335vtsaziw/s1600-h/Av-Isidora-Goyenechea-STGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD3G2vOzMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/U335vtsaziw/s320/Av-Isidora-Goyenechea-STGO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057814078681959618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Av. Isidora Goyenechea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD5EWvOzPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/tX2slaQQKoc/s1600-h/UDC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD5EWvOzPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/tX2slaQQKoc/s320/UDC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057816234755542258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Metro Estacion Universidad de Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un par de fotologs de Santiago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/santiago_antiguo/"&gt;Santiago Antiguo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/s_t_g_o"&gt;S_T_G_O&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/stgo_loading"&gt;Stgo Loading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/thckr/"&gt;Thacery Shots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5089739639308524667?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5089739639308524667/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5089739639308524667' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5089739639308524667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5089739639308524667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/santiago.html' title='Santiago'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RjD1KWvOzFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6rZwIBVtosk/s72-c/Panorama_santiago.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1446856294474673086</id><published>2007-04-25T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T15:35:02.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrada en la mano!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;JeJeJe !!! Acabo de llegar del mall, porq estaba comprando mi preciada entrada sector cancha del Estadio Victor Jara para &lt;a href="http://www.imotorhead.com/"&gt;MOTORHEAD &lt;/a&gt;!!! se viene este miercoles, pero antes TESTAMENT y &lt;a href="http://www.necrosis.cl/"&gt;NECROSIS&lt;/a&gt; jojojo! esa entrada la ta comprando en este momento mi vieja en "The Knife" del Eurocentro, como esta a algunos pasos (Portal Fernandez Concha), ya esta todo listo, entradas, pasajes y buenos amigos! el Domingo al Bio-Bio, luego al Super Clasico (Colo-Colo vs Universidad de Chile), Lunes Testament y su carretito, Miercoles Motorhead, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri-sjmvOzEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/2Vl00ceMfxg/s1600-h/motorhead+ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri-sjmvOzEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/2Vl00ceMfxg/s320/motorhead+ticket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057450634254404674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SE VIENE !! MONTERS INC. FROM ANTOFAGASTA&lt;br /&gt;INCOMING TO THE ABYSM !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y una informacion de ultima hora (hace rato xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TESTAMENT adelanta hora del show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La productora del show de Testament comunicó que por fuerza mayor y debido a complicaciones con la agenda de viaje de la banda, su show con Necrosis se realizará el lunes 30 de abril a las 17 horas, y no a las 20 horas como estaba planificado, en el Teatro Novedades. Las entradas tienen un valor de $10.000 y son limitadas, y las puedes adquirira través del sistema Ticketmaster.&lt;br /&gt;Las personas que compraron su entrada y que tienen problemas con este nuevo horario, deberán dirigirse al punto de venta donde adquirieron su ticket para la devolución del dinero (menos el costo por servicio).&lt;br /&gt;Testament toca a las 18 horas en punto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuente: &lt;a href="http://www.necrosis.cl/"&gt;Necrosis.cl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1446856294474673086?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1446856294474673086/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1446856294474673086' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1446856294474673086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1446856294474673086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/entrada-en-la-mano.html' title='Entrada en la mano!'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri-sjmvOzEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/2Vl00ceMfxg/s72-c/motorhead+ticket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-3036181690295374105</id><published>2007-04-24T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:14:14.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Overkill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri5WeJvkdVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AlckIGjdkAs/s1600-h/motorhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri5WeJvkdVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AlckIGjdkAs/s320/motorhead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057074507595150674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esto es lo q se viene para el 2 de Mayo conchetumadre! jojojo, va a ser el mismisimo abismo! q van a estar buenas las mochas jojojo yiaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !! &gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Cze-RcZMXE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Cze-RcZMXE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only way to feel the noise is when it's good and loud,&lt;br /&gt;So good you can't believe it's screaming with the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;Don't sweat it, get it back to you,&lt;br /&gt;Overkill, Overkill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your feet you feel the beat, it goes straight to your spine,&lt;br /&gt;Shake your head you must be dead if it don't make you fly,&lt;br /&gt;Don't sweat it, get it back to you,&lt;br /&gt;Overkill, Overkill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know your body's made to move, feel it in your guts&lt;br /&gt;Rock 'n' roll ain't worth the name if it don't make you strut,&lt;br /&gt;Don't sweat it, get it back to you,&lt;br /&gt;Overkill, Overkill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-3036181690295374105?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3036181690295374105/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=3036181690295374105' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3036181690295374105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3036181690295374105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/overkill.html' title='Overkill'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri5WeJvkdVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AlckIGjdkAs/s72-c/motorhead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-719642843133959236</id><published>2007-04-24T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T14:57:02.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Testament !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri5RnZvkdTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hxF8d3oC3xA/s1600-h/testament+mitjans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri5RnZvkdTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hxF8d3oC3xA/s320/testament+mitjans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057069168950801714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri5Rq5vkdUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2FWbLOjzJ3M/s1600-h/testament.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri5Rq5vkdUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2FWbLOjzJ3M/s320/testament.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057069229080343874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se viene a fin de mes, 30 de Abril desde las 17:00 Hrs, Testament junto a sus invitados de Necrosis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"30 de abril, marchamos..." "a Testament, marchamos..." "a Motorhead, marchamos..." "al abysmo, marchamos..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-719642843133959236?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/719642843133959236/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=719642843133959236' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/719642843133959236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/719642843133959236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/testament.html' title='Testament !!!'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri5RnZvkdTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hxF8d3oC3xA/s72-c/testament+mitjans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-7213510925922934305</id><published>2007-04-23T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T23:06:21.363-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Niggam Hamburguesa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perreo Chacalonero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghetto'/><title type='text'>Perreo Chacalonero in da Ghetto, Do You Feel Me Ain't Yo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RDfggrz5uF4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RDfggrz5uF4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esta es la respuesta nigga al perreo chacalonero, una coreografía con todo el sabor del Ghetto, que como todo lo que hacen los gringos es extragrande. Mucha hamburguesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-7213510925922934305?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7213510925922934305/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=7213510925922934305' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7213510925922934305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7213510925922934305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/perreo-chacalonero-in-da-ghetto-do-you.html' title='Perreo Chacalonero in da Ghetto, Do You Feel Me Ain&apos;t Yo?'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-2240316385796815730</id><published>2007-04-23T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T21:00:46.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Through Her Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri1WPZvkdSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sA_YJxf1IsM/s1600-h/DreamTheater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri1WPZvkdSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sA_YJxf1IsM/s320/DreamTheater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056792779215369506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a la vena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cECmfwdAX7A"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cECmfwdAX7A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never really had a chance&lt;br /&gt;On that fateful moonlit night&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificed without a fight&lt;br /&gt;A victim of her circumstance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Ive become aware&lt;br /&gt;And Ive exposed this tragedy&lt;br /&gt;A sadness grows inside of me&lt;br /&gt;It all seems so unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im learning all about my life&lt;br /&gt;By looking through her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just beyond the churchyard gates&lt;br /&gt;Where the grass is overgrown&lt;br /&gt;I saw the writing on her stone&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I would suffocate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inloving memory of our child&lt;br /&gt;So innocent, eyes open wide&lt;br /&gt;I felt so empty as I cried&lt;br /&gt;Like part of me had died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im learning all about my life&lt;br /&gt;By looking through her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as her image&lt;br /&gt;Wandered through my head&lt;br /&gt;I wept just like a baby&lt;br /&gt;As I lay awake in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know what its like&lt;br /&gt;To lose someone you love&lt;br /&gt;And this felt just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasnt given any choice&lt;br /&gt;Desperation stole her voice&lt;br /&gt;Ive been given so much more in life&lt;br /&gt;Ive got a son, Ive got a wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to suffer one last time&lt;br /&gt;To grieve for her and say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Relive the anguish of my past&lt;br /&gt;To find out who I was at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door has opened wide&lt;br /&gt;Im turning with the tide&lt;br /&gt;Looking through her eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-2240316385796815730?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2240316385796815730/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=2240316385796815730' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2240316385796815730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2240316385796815730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/through-her-eyes.html' title='Through Her Eyes'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Ri1WPZvkdSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sA_YJxf1IsM/s72-c/DreamTheater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-211786866364685167</id><published>2007-04-23T12:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:07:30.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lemmy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Symphony X'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obituary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kilmister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motorhead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Watain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testament'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Con los pies en Santiago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heavy Metal'/><title type='text'>Con los pies en  Santiago Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La cartelera de bandas internacionales que vienen a nuestro país a presentarse. Como ya anunciamos, este primer semestre tenemos la venida de Testament, Symphony X, Watain, Sadus con Obituary, Angra y ahora ultimo se suma a la lista una de las bandas emblemas del Heavy Metal mundial, la banda de Sir Ian ‘Lemmy’ Kilmister, Motörhead!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asi es, esta en la informacion oficial en los sitios de Testament y de Motorehead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testamentlegions.com/"&gt;Testament&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04/30/07 CHILE - Santiago @ Teatro Novedades (*special early performance*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imotorhead.com/"&gt;Motörhead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2/07 Santiago, Chile Victor Jara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asi q nos pegamos el pique a santiago nuevamente, ya tenemos los pies en santiago jojojo, mi pasaje de ida ya esta comprado y guardadito jojojojo xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rizi4JvkdRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jGoCsqbgcgI/s1600-h/turbus2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rizi4JvkdRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jGoCsqbgcgI/s200/turbus2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056665935946216722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valor de Entradas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Testament&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Admision General        $ 12.000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Motörhead&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Cancha                            $ 16.200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Platea Baja                              $ 16.200&lt;br /&gt;- Platea Alta                              $ 11.000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un adelanto de lo que sera Motorhead!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eOIdEtAA2wE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eOIdEtAA2wE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-211786866364685167?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/211786866364685167/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=211786866364685167' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/211786866364685167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/211786866364685167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/con-los-pies-en-santiago-again.html' title='Con los pies en  Santiago Again!'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rizi4JvkdRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jGoCsqbgcgI/s72-c/turbus2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-6978068142516036216</id><published>2007-04-21T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T14:59:57.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Space Between</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RirNI5vkdQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/POzqvG2886A/s1600-h/dave-matthews-band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RirNI5vkdQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/POzqvG2886A/s320/dave-matthews-band.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056079084499793154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YvkX3t5LgVI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YvkX3t5LgVI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot quit me so quickly&lt;br /&gt;There's no hope in you for me&lt;br /&gt;No corner you could squeeze me&lt;br /&gt;But I got all the time for you, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The tears we cry&lt;br /&gt;Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The wicked lies we tell&lt;br /&gt;And hope to keep safe from the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But will I hold you again?&lt;br /&gt;These fickle, fuddled words confuse me&lt;br /&gt;Like 'Will it rain today?'&lt;br /&gt;Waste the hours with talking, talking&lt;br /&gt;These twisted games we're playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're strange allies&lt;br /&gt;With warring hearts&lt;br /&gt;What wild-eyed beast you be&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The wicked lies we tell&lt;br /&gt;And hope to keep safe from the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I hold you again?&lt;br /&gt;Will I hold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at us spinning out in&lt;br /&gt;The madness of a roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;You know you went off like a devil&lt;br /&gt;In a church in the middle of a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;All we can do, my love&lt;br /&gt;Is hope we don't take this ship down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;Where you're smiling high&lt;br /&gt;Is where you'll find me if I get to go&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The bullets in our firefight&lt;br /&gt;Is where I'll be hiding, waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;The rain that falls&lt;br /&gt;Splash in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Ran like sadness down the window into...&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;Our wicked lies&lt;br /&gt;Is where we hope to keep safe from pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're walking out of here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, right out of here&lt;br /&gt;Love is all we need here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong and right&lt;br /&gt;Is where you'll find me hiding, waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;Your heart and mine&lt;br /&gt;Is the space we'll fill with time&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-6978068142516036216?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6978068142516036216/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=6978068142516036216' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/6978068142516036216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/6978068142516036216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/space-between.html' title='The Space Between'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RirNI5vkdQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/POzqvG2886A/s72-c/dave-matthews-band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-3466654256587670360</id><published>2007-04-20T16:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T16:29:41.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RikgZJvkdPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/41kt4rGGwxw/s1600-h/dm.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RikgZJvkdPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/41kt4rGGwxw/s320/dm.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055607673184351474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;El video es de la pelicula "Children Of Men". Sin contar mucho sobre la película (si es posible, antes de ir al cine no vean ni el trailer), les puedo decir que está ambientada en el año 2027. El único país que ha conseguido mantenerse a flote después de las numerosas crisis mundiales es Inglaterra, donde se vive prácticamente en estado de sitio debido al terrorismo y la inmigración.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La desesperanza se ha apoderado de toda la humanidad por una razón: hace dieciocho años, y sin que nadie sepa por qué, el mundo se volvió estéril. No hay niños, no hay futuro, no hay esperanza. La raza humana está en retirada y no puede hacer nada por evitar su inminente extinción.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este mundo conocemos a Theo (impecable Clive Owen), un burócrata deprimido y con pasado revolucionario que será contactado por Julian (Julianne Moore haciendo lo que mejor sabe hacer: romperla), su ex esposa y miembro de la resistencia armada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mas info: &lt;a href="http://www.zona.cl/historicos/2007/02/02/Cine.asp"&gt;Zona.cL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d-0WAJ8KnfE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d-0WAJ8KnfE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I turn away&lt;br /&gt;Brother/Sister go dancing&lt;br /&gt;Through my head&lt;br /&gt;Human as to human&lt;br /&gt;The future is no place&lt;br /&gt;To place your better days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry freedom cry&lt;br /&gt;From a crowd 10,000 wide&lt;br /&gt;Hope laid upon hope&lt;br /&gt;That this crowd will not subside&lt;br /&gt;Let this flag burn to dust&lt;br /&gt;And a new a fair design be raised&lt;br /&gt;While we wait head in hands&lt;br /&gt;Hands in prayer&lt;br /&gt;And fall into a dreamless sleep again&lt;br /&gt;And we wave our hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands and feet are all alike&lt;br /&gt;But gold between divide us&lt;br /&gt;Hands and feet are all alike&lt;br /&gt;But fear between divide us&lt;br /&gt;All slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a window and by it stood&lt;br /&gt;A mirror in which&lt;br /&gt;He could see himself&lt;br /&gt;He thought of something&lt;br /&gt;Something he had never had but hoped would come along&lt;br /&gt;Cry freedom, cry&lt;br /&gt;From deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Where we are all confined&lt;br /&gt;While we wave hands in fire&lt;br /&gt;Wave our hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands and feet are all alike&lt;br /&gt;But gold between divide us&lt;br /&gt;Hands and feet are all alike&lt;br /&gt;But fear between divide us,&lt;br /&gt;Slip away&lt;br /&gt;In this room stood a little child&lt;br /&gt;And in this room this little child&lt;br /&gt;She would remain&lt;br /&gt;Until someone might decide&lt;br /&gt;To dance this little child&lt;br /&gt;Across this hall&lt;br /&gt;Into a cold, dark, space&lt;br /&gt;Where she might never trace her way across this crooked mile&lt;br /&gt;Across this crooked page&lt;br /&gt;Cry freedom, cry&lt;br /&gt;From deep inside where&lt;br /&gt;We are all confined&lt;br /&gt;Till we wave our hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I turn away&lt;br /&gt;Brother/Sister go dancing&lt;br /&gt;Through my head&lt;br /&gt;Human as to human&lt;br /&gt;The future is no place&lt;br /&gt;To place your better days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands and feet are all alike&lt;br /&gt;But gold between divide us&lt;br /&gt;Hands and feet are all alike&lt;br /&gt;But fear between divide us&lt;br /&gt;Hands and feet are all alike&lt;br /&gt;Hear what I say&lt;br /&gt;Hear what I say&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so be it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I turn away&lt;br /&gt;Brother/Sister go dancing&lt;br /&gt;Through my head&lt;br /&gt;Human as to human&lt;br /&gt;The future is no place&lt;br /&gt;To place your better days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-3466654256587670360?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3466654256587670360/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=3466654256587670360' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3466654256587670360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3466654256587670360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/cry-freedom.html' title='Cry Freedom'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RikgZJvkdPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/41kt4rGGwxw/s72-c/dm.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5751466954821843388</id><published>2007-04-19T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T16:39:37.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish You Were Here (Album)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Es el décimo primer disco de Pink Floyd, fue grabado y lanzado en 1975.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RifS-pvkdNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Suzk_-U_GYc/s1600-h/WishYouWereHere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RifS-pvkdNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Suzk_-U_GYc/s320/WishYouWereHere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055241080545768658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Es un álbum semiconceptual, en el que la banda rinde tributo a Syd Barrett, quien había tenido que abandonarla a fines de los años 1960 por sus problemas mentales. Casualmente, el mismo Barrett apareció en el estudio durante la grabación de este álbum (y estaba calvo y tan gordo que en un principio nadie lo reconoció), y fue la primera vez que los miembros de la banda lo vieron en años. Las canciones que hacen referencia a Barrett son "Shine On You Crazy Diamond", que es una suite de 9 partes dividida en dos pistas (las primeras cinco partes abren el álbum y las cuatro restantes lo cierran), y la acústica pista titular (en menor medida). Las otras dos canciones se refieren al éxito y a la industria discográfica ("Welcome To The Machine" y "Have A Cigar", el último cantado por Roy Harper).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RifTG5vkdOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/76tebH1TaBg/s1600-h/Syd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RifTG5vkdOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/76tebH1TaBg/s320/Syd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055241222279689442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tracklist&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shine On You Crazy Diamond (Parts I - V)&lt;/span&gt;" (David Gilmour/Roger Waters/Richard Wright) (13:40)&lt;br /&gt;  2. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome To The Machine&lt;/span&gt;" (Roger Waters) (7:31)&lt;br /&gt;  3. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have A Cigar&lt;/span&gt;" (Roger Waters) (5:08)&lt;br /&gt;  4. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wish You Were Here&lt;/span&gt;" (David Gilmour/Roger Waters) (5:34)&lt;br /&gt;  5. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shine On You Crazy Diamond (Parts VI - IX)&lt;/span&gt;" (David Gilmour/Roger Waters/Richard Wright) (12:31)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5751466954821843388?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5751466954821843388/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5751466954821843388' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5751466954821843388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5751466954821843388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/wish-you-were-here-album.html' title='Wish You Were Here (Album)'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RifS-pvkdNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Suzk_-U_GYc/s72-c/WishYouWereHere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-8184705803611861509</id><published>2007-04-18T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:18:32.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Face2Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;JR es un fotografo frances el cual amplifica sus fotos y crea posters q pega en las calles (Street Art), tiene varios proyectos como pueden ver en su sitio &lt;a href="http://www.jr-art.net/"&gt;JR-Art.net&lt;/a&gt; uno q me llamo bastante la atencion es FACE2FACE, en este proyecto JR se dedica a pegar retratos gigantes de palestinos e israelis haciendo muecas en lugares como Cisjordania y Jerusalen, muchos los ha pegado en la criticada Barrera Israelí de Cisjordania (la cual personalmente encuentro una humillacion del estado judio hacia el pueblo palestino. Mas info sobre el &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barrera_israel%C3%AD_de_Cisjordania"&gt;Muro de la Verguenza&lt;/a&gt;) lo q es busca es q ambos pueblos se den cuenta de q hablan casi el mismo idioma y se ven iguales como 2 hermanos criados en diferentes familias y para esto el los pone "face2face" (face to face) osea "cara a cara".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EL TRAILER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/64t1or8RETQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/64t1or8RETQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los retratos son muy buenos xD, aqui les pongo algunas fotografias de los retratos y un link a la pagina del proyecto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.face2faceproject.com/"&gt;FACE2FACE PROJECT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiZvsX_x3uI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/btQm7hUJfws/s1600-h/face2face_book_450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiZvsX_x3uI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/btQm7hUJfws/s320/face2face_book_450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054850439916412642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiZwQH_x3yI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xnUxteUlMY8/s1600-h/IMG_1686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiZwQH_x3yI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xnUxteUlMY8/s320/IMG_1686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054851054096736034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiZvyn_x3vI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wG1Alhcj6PY/s1600-h/IMG_1308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiZvyn_x3vI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wG1Alhcj6PY/s320/IMG_1308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054850547290595058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiZv83_x3xI/AAAAAAAAAFo/KbHScuqHFqA/s1600-h/IMG_0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiZv83_x3xI/AAAAAAAAAFo/KbHScuqHFqA/s320/IMG_0263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054850723384254226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-8184705803611861509?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8184705803611861509/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=8184705803611861509' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8184705803611861509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8184705803611861509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/face2face.html' title='Face2Face'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiZvsX_x3uI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/btQm7hUJfws/s72-c/face2face_book_450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5508587894383277982</id><published>2007-04-17T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:52:58.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loose Change 9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;En estos momentos me encuentro leyendo un libro del economista argentino Walter Graziano, el libro se llama "Hitler ganó la guerra", mas q nada me llamo la atencion la portada porq sale la cara de Adolf Hitler y sobrepuesta sobre ella la bandera de ese pais sin nombre (U.S.A.), a q voy con esto... en el Capitulo 3 (Pagina 61) "11 de Septiembre y el Mito de las Guerras Justificadas" Graziano nos muestra varias pruebas de q los hechos ocurridos el "Nine Eleven" fueron obra de los titiriteros del gobierno de gringoland, entrega 30 excelentes pruebas de ello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por ejemplo q en el WTC hubieron detonaciones controladas luego de los choques, explicaciones cientificas de porq documentales como por ejemplo el de Discovery Channel "Porq se cayeron las torres gemelas" son falsos y q a 2000 Farenheit no se podian derretir las columnas de acero, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y asi tmb por casualidades de la vida, revisando un foro muy particular encontre algunos links de otro documental de un par de gringos Dylan Avery y Korey Rowe q me dejo medio plop y es muy convincente, bueno la wea es q aca esta xD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comenten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UfLduqQ8zQM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UfLduqQ8zQM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KRBosC3VnBk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KRBosC3VnBk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JEscc6p4C5o"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JEscc6p4C5o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BXyu1Nz5CBI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BXyu1Nz5CBI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2YOCebODHTE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2YOCebODHTE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3fI0dWkLVo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3fI0dWkLVo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yqxmd8YnHzQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yqxmd8YnHzQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiWHvH_x3tI/AAAAAAAAAFI/afF6fFMGvCY/s1600-h/516445G.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiWHvH_x3tI/AAAAAAAAAFI/afF6fFMGvCY/s200/516445G.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054595400463408850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Y otro documental muy interesante sobre el 11 de Septiembre es "Pentagon Strike"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pentagonstrike.co.uk/pentagon_sp.htm"&gt;Pentagon Strike&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambien les recomiendo el sitio de Thierry Meyssan un politico frances acerca de "Effroyable Imposture" (La Gran Impostura) una polémica obra sobre los atentados del 11 de septiembre en la que asegura que éstos habrían sido organizados por una facción del complejo militar-industrial norteamericano para instaurar un régimen militar expansionista. El libro es seguido por El Pentagate, en el que afirma que el atentado cometido contra el Pentágono no se llevó a cabo con un avión comercial secuestrado, sino con un misil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunos datos del libro en la wikipedia (por excelencia xD, la nueva Encarta jaja)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Terrible_Impostura"&gt;La Terrible Impostura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK USA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiWHen_x3rI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Xvtk2mU7xbY/s1600-h/usox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiWHen_x3rI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Xvtk2mU7xbY/s320/usox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054595116995567282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5508587894383277982?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5508587894383277982/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5508587894383277982' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5508587894383277982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5508587894383277982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/loose-change-911.html' title='Loose Change 9/11'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiWHvH_x3tI/AAAAAAAAAFI/afF6fFMGvCY/s72-c/516445G.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1310448365800006422</id><published>2007-04-16T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T23:30:46.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NO AL NARCOTRAFICO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiQ-YH_x3qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AratCVcV57M/s1600-h/cultiva_tus_derechos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiQ-YH_x3qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AratCVcV57M/s320/cultiva_tus_derechos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054233266000879266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cultivatusderechos.cl"&gt;www.cultivatusderechos.cl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amigosdelcannabis.cl"&gt;www.amigosdelcannabis.cl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canamo.cl"&gt;www.canamo.cl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1310448365800006422?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1310448365800006422/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1310448365800006422' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1310448365800006422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1310448365800006422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-al-narcotrafico.html' title='NO AL NARCOTRAFICO'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RiQ-YH_x3qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AratCVcV57M/s72-c/cultiva_tus_derechos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-798932200562764492</id><published>2007-04-15T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:43:45.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhQvyAdI1QI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3XOadowoWko/s1600/DMB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhQvyAdI1QI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3XOadowoWko/s1600/DMB.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUTA!, excelente tema! Dave Matthews Band, buenisimos discos, tocan folk rock y jazz rock, el tipo (dave matthews) voz y lider del grupo es sudafricano, tienen cerca de 8 o 10 discos, el q mas me atras "Crush", recomendado por forsi xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VkjdA1TiI8s"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VkjdA1TiI8s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are tonight, you and me together&lt;br /&gt;The storm outside, the fire is bright&lt;br /&gt;And in your eyes I see whats on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Youve got me wild, turned around inside&lt;br /&gt;And then desire, see, is creeping up heavy inside here&lt;br /&gt;And do you feel the same way as I do now&lt;br /&gt;Now lets make this an evening&lt;br /&gt;Lovers for a night, lovers for tonight&lt;br /&gt;Stay here with me, love, tonight&lt;br /&gt;Just for an evening&lt;br /&gt;When we make our passion pictures&lt;br /&gt;You and me twist up as secret creatures&lt;br /&gt;And well stay here&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow go back to being friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go back to being friends, but tonight lets be lovers, we kiss and sweat&lt;br /&gt;Well turn this better thing&lt;br /&gt;To the best&lt;br /&gt;Of all we can offer, just a rogue kiss&lt;br /&gt;Tangled tongues and lips,&lt;br /&gt;See me this way&lt;br /&gt;Im turning and turning for you&lt;br /&gt;Girl, just tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Float away here with me&lt;br /&gt;An evening just wait and see&lt;br /&gt;But tommorrow go back to your man&lt;br /&gt;Im back to my world&lt;br /&gt;And were back to being friends&lt;br /&gt;Wait and see me,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight lets do this thing&lt;br /&gt;All we are is waisting hours until the&lt;br /&gt;Sun comes up its all ours&lt;br /&gt;On our way here&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow go back to being friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go back to being friends&lt;br /&gt;Tonight lets be lovers, say you will&lt;br /&gt;And hear me call, soft-spooken&lt;br /&gt;Whispering love&lt;br /&gt;A thing or two I have to say here&lt;br /&gt;Tonight lets go all the way then&lt;br /&gt;Love Ill see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening&lt;br /&gt;Lets strip down, trip out at this&lt;br /&gt;One evening starts with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tommorrow&lt;br /&gt;Back to being friends&lt;br /&gt;Lovers...love...lovers&lt;br /&gt;Just for tonight, one night...love you&lt;br /&gt;And tommorrow say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-798932200562764492?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/798932200562764492/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=798932200562764492' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/798932200562764492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/798932200562764492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/say-goodbye.html' title='Say Goodbye'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhQvyAdI1QI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3XOadowoWko/s72-c/DMB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-378666546503541268</id><published>2007-04-15T03:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T03:08:22.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor Platónico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;¿Qué es el amor platónico? La sabiduría popular llama al amor platónico aquel que no se concreta, que es imposible. Surge cuando dos personas se reconocen, se dirigen frecuentes miradas pero no se atreven mutuamente a declararse su amor. Mas, ¿es por simple timidez, o por algo más? ¿no será que, al despertarse el amor dentro nuestro somos conscientes de nuestros defectos e imperfecciones, y de alguna manera nos sentimos indignos de la persona amada? Así, el amor platónico levanta en nosotros la capacidad y el anhelo de ser mejores, de corresponder a la belleza interior que percibimos en el otro ser humano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Habibi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-378666546503541268?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/378666546503541268/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=378666546503541268' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/378666546503541268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1024112445075397036/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1024112445075397036' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1024112445075397036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1024112445075397036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/l-l-l-hahahaha-lalalalalalalaaaah.html' title='(L) (L) (L) HAHAHAHA LALALALALALALAAAAH !'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5210577712140626381</id><published>2007-04-13T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T14:59:44.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Little People es un &lt;a href="http://little-people.blogspot.com/"&gt;proyecto/blog&lt;/a&gt; repleto de fotografias de estatuillas enanas haciendo de prostitutas, drogadictos y oficinistas violentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas las piezas están a la venta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_R0H_x3iI/AAAAAAAAADw/1nRANOkSku0/s1600-h/glass-blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_R0H_x3iI/AAAAAAAAADw/1nRANOkSku0/s320/glass-blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052988000362946082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_R7H_x3jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1wnxzXn2D94/s1600-h/lift+1+-+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_R7H_x3jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1wnxzXn2D94/s320/lift+1+-+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052988120622030386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_R_H_x3kI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qmfYWYX8Gjg/s1600-h/lift+2+-+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_R_H_x3kI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qmfYWYX8Gjg/s320/lift+2+-+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052988189341507138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tourists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_SEH_x3lI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zthBCnlRrDw/s1600-h/tourists+1+-+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_SEH_x3lI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zthBCnlRrDw/s320/tourists+1+-+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052988275240853074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_SIX_x3mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rvwn83g2FAE/s1600-h/tourists+2+-+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_SIX_x3mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/rvwn83g2FAE/s320/tourists+2+-+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052988348255297122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wrong Turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_SSn_x3oI/AAAAAAAAAEg/piP3aGLHwgk/s1600-h/worng+turn+2+-+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_SSn_x3oI/AAAAAAAAAEg/piP3aGLHwgk/s320/worng+turn+2+-+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052988524348956290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_SOH_x3nI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3FiJiqCeyIw/s1600-h/Wrong+turn+1+-+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_SOH_x3nI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3FiJiqCeyIw/s320/Wrong+turn+1+-+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052988447039544946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_SXn_x3pI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sCPeel4RcLM/s1600-h/worng+turn+3+-+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_SXn_x3pI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sCPeel4RcLM/s320/worng+turn+3+-+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052988610248302226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5210577712140626381?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5210577712140626381/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5210577712140626381' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5210577712140626381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5210577712140626381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/little-people.html' title='Little People'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh_R0H_x3iI/AAAAAAAAADw/1nRANOkSku0/s72-c/glass-blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-7659959936358813866</id><published>2007-04-12T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T16:49:18.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I Got High</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh6a8H_x3hI/AAAAAAAAADo/k6ubW4GuaiM/s1600-h/afroman.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh6a8H_x3hI/AAAAAAAAADo/k6ubW4GuaiM/s320/afroman.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052646189685661202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/305vRNoofr8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/305vRNoofr8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna clean my room until I got high&lt;br /&gt;I gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high&lt;br /&gt;my room is still messed up and I know why&lt;br /&gt;- cause I got high [repeat 3X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna go to class before I got high&lt;br /&gt;I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high&lt;br /&gt;I am taking it next semester and I know why&lt;br /&gt;- cause I got high [repeat 3X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna go to work but then I got high&lt;br /&gt;I just got a new promotion but I got high&lt;br /&gt;now I'm selling dope and I know why&lt;br /&gt;- cause I got high [repeat 3X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna go to court before I got high&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna pay my child support but then I got high&lt;br /&gt;they took my whole paycheck and I know why&lt;br /&gt;- cause I got high [repeat 3X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt gonna run from the cops but I was high&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna pull right over and stop but I was high&lt;br /&gt;Now I am a paraplegic - because I got high [repeat 3X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna pay my car note until I got high&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna gamble on the boat but then I got high&lt;br /&gt;now the tow truck is pulling away and I know why&lt;br /&gt;- because I got high [repeat 3X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna make love to you but then I got high&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna eat yo pussy too but then I got high&lt;br /&gt;now I'm jacking off and I know why&lt;br /&gt;- cause I got high [repeat 3X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I messed up my entire life because I got high&lt;br /&gt;I lost my kids and wife because I got high&lt;br /&gt;now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk and I know why&lt;br /&gt;- cause I got high [repeat 3X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stop singing this song because I'm high&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing this whole thing wrong because I'm high&lt;br /&gt;and if I dont sell one copy I know why&lt;br /&gt;- cause I'm high [repeat 3X]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-7659959936358813866?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7659959936358813866/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=7659959936358813866' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7659959936358813866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7659959936358813866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/because-i-got-high.html' title='Because I Got High'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rh6a8H_x3hI/AAAAAAAAADo/k6ubW4GuaiM/s72-c/afroman.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-3130639270231828254</id><published>2007-04-09T00:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T00:25:50.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhnAKAdI1SI/AAAAAAAAADg/gnWqBEyacWs/s1600-h/danzig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhnAKAdI1SI/AAAAAAAAADg/gnWqBEyacWs/s320/danzig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051279735226160418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HBEjYgpc61o"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HBEjYgpc61o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother&lt;br /&gt;Tell your children not to walk my way&lt;br /&gt;Tell your children not to hear my words&lt;br /&gt;What they mean&lt;br /&gt;What they say&lt;br /&gt;Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother&lt;br /&gt;Can you keep them in the dark for life&lt;br /&gt;Can you hide them from the waiting world&lt;br /&gt;Oh mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take you daughter out tonight&lt;br /&gt;Gonna show her my world&lt;br /&gt;Oh father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not about to see your light&lt;br /&gt;But if you wanna find hell with me&lt;br /&gt;I can show you what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Till you're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not about to see your light&lt;br /&gt;And if you wanna find hell with me&lt;br /&gt;I can show you what it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother&lt;br /&gt;Tell your children not to hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Tell your children not to understand&lt;br /&gt;Oh mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna bang heads with me&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna feel everything&lt;br /&gt;Oh father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not about to see your light&lt;br /&gt;And if you wanna find hell with me&lt;br /&gt;I can show you what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Till you're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not about to see your light&lt;br /&gt;And if you wanna find hell with me&lt;br /&gt;I can show you what it's&lt;br /&gt;Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not about to see your light&lt;br /&gt;But if you wanna find hell with me&lt;br /&gt;I can show you what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Till you're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not about to see your light&lt;br /&gt;And if you wanna find hell with me&lt;br /&gt;I can show you what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Wo-oh&lt;br /&gt;Mother&lt;br /&gt;Yea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-3130639270231828254?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3130639270231828254/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=3130639270231828254' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3130639270231828254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3130639270231828254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/mother.html' title='Mother'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhnAKAdI1SI/AAAAAAAAADg/gnWqBEyacWs/s72-c/danzig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1134662224448675793</id><published>2007-04-07T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:25:52.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Geminis - 07/04/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhhgtAdI1RI/AAAAAAAAADY/gcOOVRxxV5Y/s1600-h/ambigrama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhhgtAdI1RI/AAAAAAAAADY/gcOOVRxxV5Y/s320/ambigrama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050893308428604690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;¿Existe una persona en tu vida que recuerdas una y otra vez, Géminis.? Si es así, tal vez sea tiempo de que se reúnan. Ya sea que haya algo que resolver o que sólo la extrañes, haz lo que sea necesario para ponerte en contacto con ella. Aún si se encuentra a mucha distancia, puedes comunicarte por e-mail, por carta o por teléfono. Para evitar que aparezca a cada rato en tus pensamientos, deberías tratar de contactarla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1134662224448675793?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1134662224448675793/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1134662224448675793' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1134662224448675793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1134662224448675793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/geminis-070407.html' title='Geminis - 07/04/07'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhhgtAdI1RI/AAAAAAAAADY/gcOOVRxxV5Y/s72-c/ambigrama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-8808421616247148017</id><published>2007-04-04T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T19:08:56.935-04:00</updated><title type='text'>#41</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhQvyAdI1QI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3XOadowoWko/s1600-h/DMB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhQvyAdI1QI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3XOadowoWko/s320/DMB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049713618351346946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/21-7IFQOFow"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/21-7IFQOFow" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and see&lt;br /&gt;I swear by now Im playing time&lt;br /&gt;I against my troubles&lt;br /&gt;Im coming slow but speeding&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish a dance and while im&lt;br /&gt;In the front&lt;br /&gt;The play on time is won&lt;br /&gt;But the difficulty is coming here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go in this way&lt;br /&gt;And find my own way out&lt;br /&gt;I wont tell you to stay&lt;br /&gt;But Im coming to much more&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;All at once the ghosts come back&lt;br /&gt;Reeling in you now&lt;br /&gt;What if they came down crushing&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I used to play for&lt;br /&gt;All of the loneliness that nobody&lt;br /&gt;Notice now&lt;br /&gt;Im begging slow Im coming here&lt;br /&gt;Only waiting I wanted to stay&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to play&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im only this far&lt;br /&gt;And only tomorrow leads my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im coming waltzing back and moving into your head&lt;br /&gt;Please, I wouldnt pass this by&lt;br /&gt;I would take any more than&lt;br /&gt;What sort of man goes by&lt;br /&gt;I will bring water&lt;br /&gt;Why wont you ever be glad&lt;br /&gt;It melts into wonder&lt;br /&gt;I came in praying for you&lt;br /&gt;Why wont you run&lt;br /&gt;In the rain and play&lt;br /&gt;Let the tears splash all over you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-8808421616247148017?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8808421616247148017/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=8808421616247148017' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8808421616247148017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/8808421616247148017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/41.html' title='#41'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhQvyAdI1QI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3XOadowoWko/s72-c/DMB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5499407807832252</id><published>2007-04-03T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T21:49:03.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Child in Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhMDw9Qg3LI/AAAAAAAAADI/GLg842Ep3Kk/s1600-h/deep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhMDw9Qg3LI/AAAAAAAAADI/GLg842Ep3Kk/s320/deep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049383746824887474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parte 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DsNTJe5jGqE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DsNTJe5jGqE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parte 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/30Txw_uwWIk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/30Txw_uwWIk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet child in time youll see the line&lt;br /&gt;The line thats drawn between the good and the bad&lt;br /&gt;See the blind man shooting at the world&lt;br /&gt;Bullets flying taking toll&lt;br /&gt;If youve been bad, lord I bet you have&lt;br /&gt;And youve been hit by flying lead&lt;br /&gt;Youd better close your eyes and bow your head&lt;br /&gt;And wait for the ricochet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5499407807832252?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5499407807832252/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5499407807832252' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5499407807832252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5499407807832252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/child-in-time.html' title='Child in Time'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhMDw9Qg3LI/AAAAAAAAADI/GLg842Ep3Kk/s72-c/deep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5886532737551776980</id><published>2007-04-03T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:45:57.147-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aqui ta el chanco, nose en realidad cuanto media pero la wea era bastante grande, estuvo un rato suspendido y luego cortaron el cable y la wea se fue a la luna jajajaja, tenia escrita weas socialistas y blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKfjtQg3JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AvrcxwZ_Jg0/s1600-h/DSC06023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKfjtQg3JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AvrcxwZ_Jg0/s320/DSC06023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049273568028843154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahi esta el oldman, simplemente genial, con su bajo y too el cuento, memorable nada q decir de un genio de 63 - 64 años...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKfaNQg3II/AAAAAAAAACw/MKxfGZGZisY/s1600-h/DSC05998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKfaNQg3II/AAAAAAAAACw/MKxfGZGZisY/s320/DSC05998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049273404820085890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Algo del escenario principal (estas son vistas desde Vip Platinium porfavorrrrrrrrr xD, camila del assssssssssssssssss joajajoajowjowajo) saludos pa ella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKfRtQg3HI/AAAAAAAAACo/qnaXFd0DB-E/s1600-h/DSC05970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKfRtQg3HI/AAAAAAAAACo/qnaXFd0DB-E/s320/DSC05970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049273258791197810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKemdQg3GI/AAAAAAAAACg/0WwBIO5TFnk/s1600-h/roger+waters+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKemdQg3GI/AAAAAAAAACg/0WwBIO5TFnk/s320/roger+waters+107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049272515761855586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, aqui esta la vista del perraje nomas (Cancha de Pie ojajowaj) saludos pal Mauricio, Anchi, Ramiro, Anton q estuvo dando vueltas por ahi me imagino... iwal la pasamos genial xD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKeb9Qg3FI/AAAAAAAAACY/2ddIyuUBO5A/s1600-h/roger+waters+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKeb9Qg3FI/AAAAAAAAACY/2ddIyuUBO5A/s320/roger+waters+071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049272335373229138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La primera foto entrando a cancha luego de q nos toquetearan carabineros, guardias y demases jajaja pudimos sacar las camaras, pilas, encendedores, botas con wishkey, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKeT9Qg3EI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PtDTra9Rnwc/s1600-h/roger+waters+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKeT9Qg3EI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PtDTra9Rnwc/s320/roger+waters+062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049272197934275650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego subire algunos videos del Prisma, Chancho y algunos temas q no pueden dejar de revivirlo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5886532737551776980?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5886532737551776980/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5886532737551776980' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5886532737551776980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5886532737551776980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/04/aqui-ta-el-chanco-nose-en-realidad.html' title=''/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RhKfjtQg3JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AvrcxwZ_Jg0/s72-c/DSC06023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-2447561290740905063</id><published>2007-03-28T12:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T12:35:02.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish You Were Here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La wea, cuando este wn toco este tema, fue la caga... Me emocione mas q la cresta, temazo! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sooooo, so you think you can tell! ........  Heaven from Hell!!"&lt;/span&gt; paaaaaun paaaaunnnnnnnnnn ! tururuurururuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;haha genial... luego pondre algunas de las fotos, del chancho, del prisma, del estadio llenooooooooooooooooo, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente maestro :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/NFOPwdx3leA' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/NFOPwdx3leA'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-2447561290740905063?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2447561290740905063/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=2447561290740905063' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2447561290740905063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2447561290740905063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/03/roger-waters-wish-you-were-here-full.html' title='Wish You Were Here...'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-6822805272364242153</id><published>2007-03-28T04:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T04:39:06.102-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How do you feel? that is the question'/><title type='text'>Porq?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desde q llegue a esta ciudad de mierda, me a hecho recordar momentos muy gratos en mi vida, pero q al mismo momento me ha hecho recordar weas q no quiero recordar jajaja&lt;br /&gt;la wea uno llega con energias de mierda renovadas y todo el cuento pero ahi algo en el maldito sistema q te quiere tirar para abajo xD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no voi a dejar q ocurra, no no! no lo asdasd!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god dammit! robert del asssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''until we fallllllllllllllllll&lt;br /&gt;BACK DOWN AGAINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN&lt;br /&gt;oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asd asd asd as asd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algunas fotos de Roger Waters, estos wnes eran de Temuco y nos los encontramos en un Shop Dog en Santiago Centro jajaja xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RgomctQg2_I/AAAAAAAAABk/Qf91452ZjL4/s1600-h/roger+waters+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RgomctQg2_I/AAAAAAAAABk/Qf91452ZjL4/s200/roger+waters+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046888607049112562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;con los wnes de temuco y wea, q al final nunca nos llamamos xD!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EnLa Piojera el viejod e mierda nos entrevisto jajaja&lt;br /&gt;Mario Libber Lubber no recuerdo cuanto mierda, pero se q sale ene l Canal13 Cable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RgonZtQg3AI/AAAAAAAAABs/jKT-WH-_wic/s1600-h/roger+waters+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RgonZtQg3AI/AAAAAAAAABs/jKT-WH-_wic/s200/roger+waters+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046889655021132802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y asi seguimos carreteando ajjajajajaj&lt;br /&gt;la wea pal asssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego era el dia del recital xDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rgon1dQg3BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WAbEqKISrig/s1600-h/roger+waters+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rgon1dQg3BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WAbEqKISrig/s200/roger+waters+053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046890131762502674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONDA... Just Look the Pic JAJAJAJJAA&lt;br /&gt;god dammiiiiiiiittttttttt&lt;br /&gt;la pasamos mal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... esto ya es dentro del recital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RgooQ9Qg3CI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pzkYdlaXZDg/s1600-h/roger+waters+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RgooQ9Qg3CI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pzkYdlaXZDg/s200/roger+waters+062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046890604208905250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la wea genial, con 2 de mis mejores amigos en Santiago (Ciudad Natal) jaja en el depto de mi sister con mi supercunaoooooo xd!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerro Santa Lucia y wea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ajajajjaja&lt;img src="file:///E:/Forsaken/fotos/14%20mar%2007%20%20-%20roger%20waters/roger%20waters%20148.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RgopDNQg3DI/AAAAAAAAACE/0FhbnXkCYUU/s1600-h/roger+waters+148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RgopDNQg3DI/AAAAAAAAACE/0FhbnXkCYUU/s200/roger+waters+148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046891467497331762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wena XD! raton del ass jajajaja&lt;br /&gt;camileitor xD!! wena onda, :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asdasda Hasta aqui queda la primera parte de forsi en stgo y un monton de preguntas con o sin respuestas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero la wea es q......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me haran sucumbir fuerzas del asssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;jajajajajaj &gt;DD&gt;&gt;D&gt;D&gt;D&gt;D&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-6822805272364242153?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6822805272364242153/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=6822805272364242153' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/6822805272364242153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/6822805272364242153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/03/porq.html' title='Porq?'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RgomctQg2_I/AAAAAAAAABk/Qf91452ZjL4/s72-c/roger+waters+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5190194527714297288</id><published>2007-03-12T02:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T03:00:43.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Puedo Tenerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;JOJOJO!&lt;br /&gt;Muchos sabran q me gusta sin bandera :$ (bueno yyyyy?! xD), este tema les salio la raja ^^, cover de "Baby Can I Hold You", original de Tracy Champan al español.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lkqeAfD4hlI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lkqeAfD4hlI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo siento&lt;br /&gt;Vuelves a decir&lt;br /&gt;Regresas a mi&lt;br /&gt;Trato de existir&lt;br /&gt;Si dices lo siento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdona&lt;br /&gt;Vuelves a decir&lt;br /&gt;Y yo me entrego a ti&lt;br /&gt;Y al final te vas de aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diciendo perdona&lt;br /&gt;No puedo tenerte&lt;br /&gt;Rio y luego vuelvo a llorar&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se si tu vas a regresar&lt;br /&gt;Uuu ya no puedo mas.. esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo&lt;br /&gt;Vuelves a decir&lt;br /&gt;Que no me existir&lt;br /&gt;No puedo mas que decir&lt;br /&gt;Que te amo.. te amoooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedo tenerte&lt;br /&gt;Rio y luego vuelvo a llorar&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se si tu vas a regresar&lt;br /&gt;Uuu ya no puedo mas.. esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperar&lt;br /&gt;Esperar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5190194527714297288?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5190194527714297288/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5190194527714297288' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5190194527714297288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5190194527714297288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-puedo-tenerte.html' title='No Puedo Tenerte'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-5380471871155916007</id><published>2007-03-12T02:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T02:31:18.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Huevadas :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento una rabia, no es tanto como una rabia, es algo asi como un enojo, ando medio alterado dsadsaa pero el tema es q nose porq... me fijo demasiado en los detalles, no tengo mucha plata para llegar a santiago... me acabo de tomar un speed porq tengo tanta wea q hacer ahora, preparar mi maleta porq mañana parto a las 4,30 pm a mi ciudad natal (santiago) ya q el miercoles 12 es el recital de roger waters, pero es un alivio saber q mi gran amigo mauricio ya esta en santiago, no tengo mucho dinero con el cual llegar alla, en realidad NO TENGO dinero xDDDD pero son detalles! gaste 22 lucas en la entrada, mas 44 en los pasajes... jajaja. Mañana en la mañana tengo q terminar de matricularme y hacer un par de tramites, hablar con mi jefe para faltar el fin de semana del 17 y 18 (weon descriteriado jajaja) luego de q me dieron el mes completo para irme de vacaciones a iguazu, por la cresta! q viaje mas la raja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasamos por:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antofagasta (Chile)&lt;br /&gt;Calama (Chile)&lt;br /&gt;San Pedro de Atacama (Chile)&lt;br /&gt;Jujuy (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Salta (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Formosa (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Asuncion (Paraguay)&lt;br /&gt;Ciudad del Este (Paraguay)&lt;br /&gt;Foz do Iguazu (Brasil)&lt;br /&gt;Misiones (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Corrientes (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Entre Rios (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Buenos Aires (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;La Pampa (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Rio Negro (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Chubut (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Santa Cruz (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Punta Arenas (Chile)&lt;br /&gt;Puerto Natales (Chile)&lt;br /&gt;Torres del Paine (Chile)&lt;br /&gt;Chubut (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Rio Negro (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Neuquen (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Mendoza (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;San Juan (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;San Luis (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;La Rioja (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Catamarca (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Tucuman (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Salta (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;Jujuy (Argentina)&lt;br /&gt;San Pedro de Atacama (Chile)&lt;br /&gt;Calama (Chile)&lt;br /&gt;Antofagasta (Chile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 dias de travesia, fue una linda experiencia en familia, se conocio el atlantico, la patagonia argentina, el parque nacional do iguazu, torres del paine y muchos otros lugares, la plata q se gasto valio la pena =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora se vuelve a la vida real, volver a la U, volver a la pega, se extrañaban los amigos, unos mas q otros xD, se renuevan los votos de amistad, de confianza, se cae en decepciones (pero son detalles) pero el corazon se siente tranquilo, una persona q quiero demasiado se encuentra muy feliz en este momento y eso me llena ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todavia no preparo mi maleta xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo q reparar el freno de la bici, q me hice mierda bajando las ruinas de huanchaca JaJaJa weon estupido xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se trata de dejar un vicio, pero se encuentra uno nuevo xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aaaaaaaah (suspiro) la vida" jajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como decia forest gump: My momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como q se me paso lo de alterado, en santiago se me pasara :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-5380471871155916007?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5380471871155916007/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=5380471871155916007' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5380471871155916007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/5380471871155916007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/03/huevadas.html' title='Huevadas :)'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-2741473035340551554</id><published>2007-03-10T12:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T12:29:24.990-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sham and a lie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm writing this down to ease my pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-2741473035340551554?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2741473035340551554/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=2741473035340551554' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2741473035340551554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2741473035340551554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/03/sham-and-lie.html' title='sham and a lie?'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-4408051889255105456</id><published>2007-03-08T23:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:17:46.773-03:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Libras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JAJAJAJA letra qlia, me cago xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RfDDZBDGpTI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZWtQTCXqTTg/s1600-h/5518-2-a+perfect+circle+cz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RfDDZBDGpTI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZWtQTCXqTTg/s200/5518-2-a+perfect+circle+cz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039742817573184818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tWFv5ZoVET8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tWFv5ZoVET8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threw you the obvious&lt;br /&gt;And you flew with it on your back&lt;br /&gt;A name in your recollection&lt;br /&gt;Down among a million, say:&lt;br /&gt;Difficult enough to feel a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed, passed over.&lt;br /&gt;When I've looked right through,&lt;br /&gt;To see you naked and oblivious&lt;br /&gt;and you don't see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I threw you the obvious,&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if there's more behind the&lt;br /&gt;Eyes of a fallen angel,&lt;br /&gt;Eyes of a tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am expecting just a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Too much from the wounded&lt;br /&gt;But I see,&lt;br /&gt;See through it all,&lt;br /&gt;See through,&lt;br /&gt;And see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I threw you the obvious&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what occurs behind the&lt;br /&gt;Eyes of a fallen angel&lt;br /&gt;Eyes of a tragedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't&lt;br /&gt;You don't&lt;br /&gt;You don't see me&lt;br /&gt;You don't&lt;br /&gt;You don't&lt;br /&gt;You don't see me&lt;br /&gt;You don't&lt;br /&gt;You don't&lt;br /&gt;You don't see me&lt;br /&gt;You don't&lt;br /&gt;You don't&lt;br /&gt;You don't see me at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-4408051889255105456?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4408051889255105456/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=4408051889255105456' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/4408051889255105456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/4408051889255105456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/03/3-libras.html' title='3 Libras'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RfDDZBDGpTI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZWtQTCXqTTg/s72-c/5518-2-a+perfect+circle+cz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1770872933219891804</id><published>2007-03-06T18:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T18:49:10.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A la espera de Roger Waters en Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Re3gFRNxtZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/b1BFbxziiS0/s1600-h/200px-RogerWaters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Re3gFRNxtZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/b1BFbxziiS0/s320/200px-RogerWaters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038929939222607250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;George Roger Waters (nacido el 6 de septiembre de 1944 en Great Bookham, Reino Unido) es un músico y compositor británico de rock and roll conocido por ser Bajo, vocalista y principal compositor del grupo Pink Floyd. En Pink Floyd, Waters ejercio junto con David Gilmour el control creativo de la banda y mientras este ultimo asumia mas la parte musical, Waters se concentro mas en la composicion,aun asi Waters nunca dejo de prestarle atencion a su rol como bajista en donde desarrollo algunas de las mas solidas partes de bajo en temas como:The Happiests Days Of Our Lives, Money, Echoes, One Of These Days , etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Re3gzxNxtaI/AAAAAAAAABE/phwutCxrW5w/s1600-h/roger+medio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Re3gzxNxtaI/AAAAAAAAABE/phwutCxrW5w/s320/roger+medio.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038930738086524322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como Muchos saben Roger Waters viene a Chile (Santiago) el 14 de Marzo, por lo cual ya tengo mi entrada lista jejejeje Cancha de Pie alrededor de 25 luquitas, mas pasaje mmmm 35 - 40 luquitas y algunas mas para carretear, me voy con un par de mis mejores amigos Mauricio y Anchi, como pueden ver en el &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/evil__empire/15586480"&gt;flog de mauricio&lt;/a&gt; pueden ver su entrada xD!, me quedar algo mas de una semana en casa de mi hermana jojojojo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Re3hkxNxtbI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jt__QAX4fwY/s1600-h/600px-Dsotm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Re3hkxNxtbI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jt__QAX4fwY/s200/600px-Dsotm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038931579900114354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waters viene en el marco de la gira "The Dark Side Of The Moon", se espera un show de mas de 2 horas, con el album creado el 73 y q muchos han catalogado como uno de los mas influyentes de la historia, tambien repasara algo de "The Wall" y temas propios. Simplemete espero pasarla super bien :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1770872933219891804?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1770872933219891804/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1770872933219891804' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1770872933219891804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1770872933219891804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/03/la-espera-de-roger-waters-en-chile.html' title='A la espera de Roger Waters en Chile'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Re3gFRNxtZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/b1BFbxziiS0/s72-c/200px-RogerWaters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1129741340446138834</id><published>2007-03-05T14:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T14:16:30.212-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How do you feel? that is the question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through Glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stone Sour'/><title type='text'>Through Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RexP5lZ-nTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/add4eduPgjo/s1600-h/stonesour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RexP5lZ-nTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/add4eduPgjo/s320/stonesour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038489933832953138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZX6j8xdbLiw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZX6j8xdbLiw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking at you through the glass&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know how much time has passed&lt;br /&gt;Oh God it feels like forever&lt;br /&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home,&lt;br /&gt;sitting all alone inside your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel? that is the question&lt;br /&gt;But I forget you don’t expect an easy answer&lt;br /&gt;When something like a soul becomes initialized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And folded up like paper dolls and little notes&lt;br /&gt;You can’t expect a bit of hope&lt;br /&gt;So while you’re outside looking in,&lt;br /&gt;describing what you see&lt;br /&gt;Remember what you’re staring at is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much is real, so much to question&lt;br /&gt;An epidemic of the mannequins&lt;br /&gt;contaminating everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought came from the heart,&lt;br /&gt;But never did right from the start&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to the noises (Null and void instead of voices)&lt;br /&gt;Before you tell yourself&lt;br /&gt;It’s just a different scene&lt;br /&gt;Remember its just different from what you’ve seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s the stars&lt;br /&gt;The stars that shine for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s the stars&lt;br /&gt;The stars that lie to you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are the stars?&lt;br /&gt;Who are the stars?&lt;br /&gt;They lie… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1129741340446138834?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1129741340446138834/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1129741340446138834' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1129741340446138834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1129741340446138834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/03/through-glass.html' title='Through Glass'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/RexP5lZ-nTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/add4eduPgjo/s72-c/stonesour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-7218336528707804767</id><published>2007-03-02T21:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T21:16:28.226-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quinto Culto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mostrará todo su rock progresivo en la II Región&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este fin de semana tocará en Antofagasta y Mejillones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rei-KVZ-nRI/AAAAAAAAAAY/PVls6ROcD9Y/s1600-h/quintoculto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rei-KVZ-nRI/AAAAAAAAAAY/PVls6ROcD9Y/s320/quintoculto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037485267967974674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tras recibir el primer lugar del festival de bandas rock, organizado por la Ilustre Municipalidad de nuestra ciudad en su versión 2007, los roqueros clásicos de Quintoculto se lanzan con todo en la proyección de su música tanto a nivel local como regional, cerrando el verano con un fin de semana cargado de actividades, a la espera de comenzar a grabar su primer disco larga duración.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche la banda hará su primera presentación tras participar en el cierre del denominado "Verano Naranja", realizado en el estadio regional en el que frente un multitudinario público mostraron sus trabajos y dejaron por sentado por que recibieron el primer lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El actual show corresponde a la inauguración del primer restobar local orientado al rock clásico ubicado en el sector costanera, evento en el cual Quintoculto hará de banda invitada ofreciendo lo mejor de su repertorio desde las 23 horas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero las actividades no se detienen para esta agrupación, ya que tras la inauguración, mañana parten a Mejillones para participar del denominado "Cierre del verano - Artes Integradas", evento organizado por el Instituto Nacional de la Juventud, Injuv, con apoyo de la ilustre Municipalidad de Mejillones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la actividad, desarrollada en el Centro Cultural de Mejillones, se podrán apreciar muestras artísticas, que irán desde la plástica a la poesía, la danza, corto metrajes y por supuesto el rock. Quintoculto como primer lugar del festival de rock 2007, se presentará junto a los ganadores del año pasado, los mejilloninos Sudaka y a los locales Quema tu Radio, en una actividad que se extenderá desde las 17 a las 23 horas aproximadamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuente: &lt;a href="http://www.mercurioantofagasta.cl/"&gt;Mercurio de Antofagasta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-7218336528707804767?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7218336528707804767/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=7218336528707804767' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7218336528707804767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/7218336528707804767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/03/quinto-culto.html' title='Quinto Culto'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rei-KVZ-nRI/AAAAAAAAAAY/PVls6ROcD9Y/s72-c/quintoculto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-326206113389404458</id><published>2007-03-02T15:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T15:24:32.050-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El guerrero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='XIII'/><title type='text'>XIII El guerrero se lanza al vacio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Salta al precipicio. Arriesgalo todo y lanzate. Aunq todo en el exterrior parezca indicar q moriras, intentalo... Pasaras hambre y frio. Sentiras el horror apoderarse de tu piel durante la caida. Pero no dudes. Si lo haces, moriras. Confia en q nada te pasara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y aterrizaras suavemente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-326206113389404458?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/326206113389404458/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=326206113389404458' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/326206113389404458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/326206113389404458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/03/xiii-el-guerrero-se-lanza-al-vacio.html' title='XIII El guerrero se lanza al vacio'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-2934884638999110858</id><published>2007-03-02T15:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T15:20:19.252-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Reabriendo el blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hehehehe asi es, re-abro esta wea q no pesca mucha gente, pero son detalles... como siempre, sera mucho de nada y un poco de todo, cosas q a veces puedo encontrar interesante y tonterias varias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rehqc1Z-nQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6NekQqfDWok/s1600-h/opening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rehqc1Z-nQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6NekQqfDWok/s320/opening.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037393226818821378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-2934884638999110858?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2934884638999110858/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=2934884638999110858' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2934884638999110858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/2934884638999110858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/03/reabriendo-el-blog.html' title='Reabriendo el blog'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/Rehqc1Z-nQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6NekQqfDWok/s72-c/opening.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1469479895836986146</id><published>2007-01-02T02:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T02:10:30.161-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SE CIERRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deletetheweb.com/luke/archives/closed-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.deletetheweb.com/luke/archives/closed-thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1469479895836986146?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1469479895836986146/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1469479895836986146' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1469479895836986146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1469479895836986146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2007/01/se-cierra.html' title='SE CIERRA'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-1289920998096411756</id><published>2006-12-29T05:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T05:02:46.241-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Always</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.erft.de/schulen/gymlech/2004/Musik/images/Bon%20Jovi/bon-jovi%20gross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 146px;" src="http://www.erft.de/schulen/gymlech/2004/Musik/images/Bon%20Jovi/bon-jovi%20gross.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This romeo is bleeding&lt;br /&gt;But you can't see his blood&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing but some feelings&lt;br /&gt;That this old dog kicked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining since you left me&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm drowning in the flood&lt;br /&gt;You see I've always been a fighter&lt;br /&gt;But without you I give up&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't sing a love song&lt;br /&gt;Like the way it's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore&lt;br /&gt;But baby, that's just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you, baby - Always&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day - Always&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there till the stars don't shine&lt;br /&gt;Till the heavens burst and&lt;br /&gt;The words don't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I'll love you - Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now your pictures that you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Are just memories of a different life&lt;br /&gt;Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry&lt;br /&gt;One that made you have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair&lt;br /&gt;To touch your lips, to hold you near&lt;br /&gt;When you say your prayers try to understand&lt;br /&gt;I've made mistakes, I'm just a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he holds you close, when he pulls you near&lt;br /&gt;When he says the words you've been needing to hear&lt;br /&gt;I'll wish I was him 'cause those words are mine&lt;br /&gt;To say to you till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I will love you baby - Always&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day - Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you told me to cry for you&lt;br /&gt;I could&lt;br /&gt;If you told me to die for you&lt;br /&gt;I would&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my face&lt;br /&gt;There's no price I won't pay&lt;br /&gt;To say these words to you&lt;br /&gt;Well, there ain't no luck&lt;br /&gt;In these loaded dice&lt;br /&gt;But baby if you give me just one more try&lt;br /&gt;We can pack up our old dreams&lt;br /&gt;And our old lives&lt;br /&gt;We'll find a place where the sun still shines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you, baby - Always&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day - Always&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there till the stars don't shine&lt;br /&gt;Till the heavens burst and&lt;br /&gt;The words don't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I'll love you - Always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-1289920998096411756?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1289920998096411756/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=1289920998096411756' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1289920998096411756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/1289920998096411756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/12/always.html' title='Always'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-3831152914058342185</id><published>2006-12-15T03:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T03:41:38.322-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravenimage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.metal-archives.com/images/192_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.metal-archives.com/images/192_logo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met that night, when the sea ran high.&lt;br /&gt;And I craved for more of that nearlove experience.&lt;br /&gt;Those who the music hath then joined together, are now put asunder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember me, when I lit the fire.&lt;br /&gt;To keep us warm.&lt;br /&gt;On a cold winter morning. Now I pass through the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Can I still recognize a beautiful melody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play a note, but hear no sound. Have I lost my love or the wings I found.&lt;br /&gt;When I was young,,,&lt;br /&gt;...and eager to please anyone who had time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needed to sing, the very notes I heard.&lt;br /&gt;Had to stay in the shadows and seek for the loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the price was higher than I realized.&lt;br /&gt;I was to live alone, ready to make the sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;Was I in love with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old heart, little harder again. One the light goes out, everything ends.&lt;br /&gt;It is time...ready to cause a scene, ready to make the sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;Ready to play the note, ready to end the final show.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain is here. To stay I fear. In my eyes. I can change one note and make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;In this state of mind. Silence is a crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can life be so feigned and cold. I've answered the call of every melody, lovingly.&lt;br /&gt;Did I find the answers to all my questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or a gravenimage of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I found the hidden fountain. Drank the wisdom from it's deep.&lt;br /&gt;Would I have the time to save me. Would I have them both to keep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-3831152914058342185?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3831152914058342185/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=3831152914058342185' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3831152914058342185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/3831152914058342185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/12/gravenimage.html' title='Gravenimage'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-116477954340631445</id><published>2006-11-29T02:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T02:52:23.440-03:00</updated><title type='text'>La Marca de la Bestia en mi Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Primero algo de historia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;En la Biblia se cita el número 666 como el número de la bestia, relacionado habitualmente con el Satanás o con el Anticristo. El origen de esta asociación se origina en el libro del Apocalipsis en el Nuevo Testamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aquí hay sabiduría: El que tiene entendimiento, cuenteel número de la bestia, pues es número de hombre. Y su número es seiscientos sesenta y seis" (Apocalipsis 13;18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta cita biblica toma mayor fuerza a mediados de los setentas a partir de la pelicula de La_profecía (The Omen) estrenada en el año de 1976.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Origen del número&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay diversas teorías sobre este verso, una de ellas dice que se refiera a un personaje histórico como Nerón. Otros suponen que es la clave del Anticristo según la gematría. Algunas investigaciones recientes muestran que quizá el cálculo de este número fue un error y el número representado en la Biblia era el 616 [1].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El número 666 también se puede encontrar citado en el Antiguo Testamento:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "Y pesaba el oro que traían a Salomón de año en año seiscientos sesenta y seis talentos" (II Crónicas 9:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "Hijos de Adonicam, seiscientos sesenta y seis" (Esdras 2:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora se preguntaran "forsa, q maldita relacion tiene la marca de la bestia con tu mierda de blog?"... well, aca esta la prueba fehaciente q nos entrega un testimonio certero del llamado numero apocaliptico" el six six six, 666, DCLXVI, 六百六十六, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6359/1346/1600/57449/666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6359/1346/320/212942/666.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAN TAN !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIGIRI GIGIRI GIGIRI GI!!&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/14762214-116477954340631445?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/116477954340631445/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=116477954340631445' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116477954340631445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116477954340631445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/11/la-marca-de-la-bestia-en-mi-blog.html' title='La Marca de la Bestia en mi Blog!'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-116455352436394565</id><published>2006-11-26T12:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T12:05:24.380-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses To No One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6359/1346/1600/400741/3_dead_but_beautiful_roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6359/1346/320/568878/3_dead_but_beautiful_roses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt;I'm feeling this time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; As bad as never before&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; A bleeding wag is fading away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; Once you needed me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; For spending delight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; But below the funny mask&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; There's a crying face&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; The way that I smile is the way that I cry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; But you'll never realize&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; My reputation is the one of a fool&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; Now watch how poet dies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; Hear his cries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; And I dedicate my roses to no one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; Cause there is no mind to help me to see&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; The reason we need&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; A light for the lonesome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; And no none to drink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; The blood that I bleed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; The poet inside - wasn't given a chance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; So he had to live apart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; And I realized - my best friend am I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; And not those parasites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; Who try to stare into my heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; The way that I feel is the way that I heal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; My body and soul and my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; And I know you just think I'm a fool&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; Now watch how a poet flies, see me rise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; And I dedicate my roses to no one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; Cause there is no mind to help to see&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; The reason we need&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; A light for the lonesome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; And no one to drink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; The blood that I bleed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;And I dedicate my roses to no one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; Cause there's no mind to help me to see&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; The reason we need&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; A light for the lonesome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; And no one to drink the blood that I bleed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; And I dedicate my roses to no one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; Cause there's no mind to help me to see&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; The reason we need&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; A light for the lonesome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt; And no one to drink the blood that I bleed&lt;/a&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/14762214-116455352436394565?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/116455352436394565/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=116455352436394565' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116455352436394565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116455352436394565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/11/roses-to-no-one.html' title='Roses To No One'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-116373862677393436</id><published>2006-11-17T01:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:53:28.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Qué es la Ilustración?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/Immanuel_Kant.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/320/Immanuel_Kant.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La ilustración es la salida del hombre de su minoría de edad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El mismo es culpable de ella&lt;/span&gt;. La minoría de edad estriba en la incapacidad de servirse del propio entendimiento, sin la dirección de otro. Uno mismo es culpable de esta minoría de edad cuando la causa de ella no yace en un defecto del entendimiento, sino en la falta de decisión y ánimo para servirse con independencia de él, sin la conducción de otro. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¡Sapere aude! ¡Ten valor de servirte de tu propio entendimiento! He aquí la divisa de la ilustración.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;La mayoría de los hombres, a pesar de que la naturaleza los ha librado desde  tiempo atrás de conducción ajena (naturaliter maiorenn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;es), permanecen con gusto  bajo ella a lo largo de la vida, debido a la pereza y la cobardía. &lt;/b&gt;Por eso les  es muy fácil a los otros erigirse en tutores. ¡Es tan cómodo ser menor de edad!  Si tengo un libro que piensa por mí, un pastor que reemplaza mi conciencia  moral, un médico que juzga acerca de mi dieta, y así sucesivamente, no  necesitaré del propio esfuerzo.           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Con sólo poder pagar, no tengo necesidad de  pensar: otro tomará mi puesto en tan fastidiosa tarea.&lt;/b&gt; Como la mayoría de los  hombres (y entre ellos la totalidad del bello sexo) tienen por muy peligroso el  paso a la mayoría de edad, fuera de ser penoso, aquellos tutores ya se han  cuidado muy amablemente de tomar sobre sí semejante superintendencia. Después de  haber atontado sus reses domesticadas, de modo que estas pacíficas criaturas no  osan dar un solo paso fuera de las andaderas en que están metidas, les mostraron  el riesgo que las amenaza si intentan marchar solas. Lo cierto es que ese riesgo  no es tan grande, pues después de algunas caídas habrían aprendido a caminar;  pero los ejemplos de esos accidentes por lo común producen timidez y espanto, y  alejan todo ulterior intento de rehacer semejante experiencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por tanto, a cada hombre individual le es difícil salir de la minoría de  edad, casi convertida en naturaleza suya; inclusive, le ha cobrado afición. Por  el momento es realmente incapaz de servirse del propio entendimiento, porque  jamás se le deja hacer dicho ensayo. Los grillos que atan a la persistente  minoría de edad están dados por reglamentos y fórmulas: instrumentos mecánicos  de un uso racional, o mejor de un abuso de sus dotes naturales. Por no estar  habituado a los movimientos libres, quien se desprenda de esos grillos quizá  diera un inseguro salto por encima de alguna estrechísima zanja. &lt;b&gt; Por eso, sólo  son pocos los que, por esfuerzo del propio espíritu, logran salir de la minoría  de edad y andar, sin embargo, con seguro paso.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, en cambio, &lt;b&gt;es posible que el público se ilustre a sí mismo, siempre que  se le deje en libertad; incluso, casi es inevitable.&lt;/b&gt; En efecto, siempre se  encontrarán algunos hombres que piensen por sí mismos, hasta entre los tutores  instituidos por la confusa masa. Ellos, después de haber rechazado el yugo de la  minoría de edad, ensancharán el espíritu de una estimación racional del propio  valor y de la vocación que todo hombre tiene: la de pensar por sí mismo. Notemos  en particular que con anterioridad los tutores habían puesto al público bajo ese  yugo, estando después obligados a someterse al mismo. Tal cosa ocurre cuando  algunos, por sí mismos incapaces de toda ilustración, los incitan a la  sublevación: tan dañoso es inculcar prejuicios, ya que ellos terminan por  vengarse de los que han sido sus autores o propagadores. Luego, el público puede  alcanzar ilustración sólo lentamente. Quizá por una revolución sea posible  producir la caída del despotismo personal o de alguna opresión interesada y  ambiciosa; pero jamás se logrará por este camino la verdadera reforma del modo  de pensar, sino que surgirán nuevos prejuicios que, como los antiguos, servirán  de andaderas para la mayor parte de la masa, privada de pensamiento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/kant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/320/kant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sin embargo, para esa ilustración sólo se exige libertad y, por cierto, la  más inofensiva de todas las que llevan tal nombre, a saber, la libertad de hacer  un uso público de la propia razón, en cualquier dominio.&lt;/b&gt; Pero oigo exclamar por  doquier: ¡no razones! El oficial dice: ¡no razones, adiéstrate! El financista:  ¡no razones y paga! El pastor: ¡no razones, ten fe! (Un único señor dice en el  mundo: ¡razonad todo lo que queráis y sobre lo que queráis, pero obedeced!) Por  todos lados, pues, encontramos limitaciones de la libertad. Pero ¿cuál de ellas  impide la ilustración y cuáles, por el contrario, la fomentan? He aquí mi  respuesta: el uso público de la razón siempre debe ser libre, y es el único que  puede producir la ilustración de los hombres. El uso privado, en cambio, ha de  ser con frecuencia severamente limitado, sin que se obstaculice de un modo  particular el progreso de la ilustración.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Entiendo por uso público de la propia razón el que alguien hace de ella, en  cuanto docto, y ante la totalidad del público del mundo de lectores. Llamo uso  privado al empleo de la razón que se le permite al hombre dentro de un puesto  civil o de una función que se le confía.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Ahora bien, en muchas ocupaciones  concernientes al interés de la comunidad son necesarios ciertos mecanismos, por  medio de los cuales algunos de sus miembros se tienen que comportar de modo  meramente pasivo, para que, mediante cierta unanimidad artificial, el gobierno  los dirija hacia fines públicos&lt;/b&gt;, o al menos, para que se limite la destrucción  de los mismos. Como es natural, en este caso no es permitido razonar, sino que  se necesita obedecer. Pero en cuanto a esta parte de la máquina, se la considera  miembro de una comunidad íntegra o, incluso, de la sociedad cosmopolita; en  cuanto se la estima en su calidad de docto que, mediante escritos, se dirige a  un público en sentido propio, puede razonar sobre todo, sin que por ello  padezcan las ocupaciones que en parte le son asignadas en cuanto miembro pasivo. &lt;b&gt;  Así, por ejemplo, sería muy peligroso si un oficial, que debe obedecer al  superior, se pusiera a argumentar en voz alta, estando de servicio, acerca de la  conveniencia o inutilidad de la orden recibida. Tiene que obedecer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no se le puede prohibir con justicia hacer observaciones, en cuanto  docto, acerca de los defectos del servicio militar y presentarlas ante el juicio  del público. &lt;b&gt; El ciudadano no se puede negar a pagar los impuestos que le son  asignados, tanto que una censura impertinente a esa carga, en el momento que  deba pagarla, puede ser castigada por escandalosa (pues podría ocasionar  resistencias generales). Pero, sin embargo, no actuará en contra del deber de un  ciudadano si, como docto, manifiesta públicamente sus ideas acerca de la  inconveniencia o injusticia de tales impuestos.&lt;/b&gt; De la misma manera, un sacerdote  está obligado a enseñar a sus catecúmenos y a su comunidad según el símbolo de  la Iglesia a que sirve, puesto que ha sido admitido en ella con esa condición.  Pero, como docto, tiene plena libertad, y hasta la misión, de comunicar al  público sus ideas --cuidadosamente examinadas y bien intencionadas-- acerca de  los defectos de ese símbolo; es decir, debe exponer al público las proposiciones  relativas a un mejoramiento de las instituciones, referidas a la religión y a la  Iglesia. En esto no hay nada que pueda provocar en él escrúpulos de conciencia.  Presentará lo que enseña en virtud de su función --en tanto conductor de la  Iglesia-- como algo que no ha de enseñar con arbitraria libertad, y según sus  propias opiniones, porque se ha comprometido a predicar de acuerdo con  prescripciones y en nombre de una autoridad ajena. Dirá: nuestra Iglesia enseña  esto o aquello, para lo cual se sirve de determinados argumentos. En tal ocasión  deducirá todo lo que es útil para su comunidad de proposiciones a las que él  mismo no se sometería con plena convicción; pero se ha comprometido a  exponerlas, porque no es absolutamente imposible que en ellas se oculte cierta  verdad que, al menos, no es en todos los casos contraria a la religión íntima.  Si no creyese esto último, no podría conservar su función sin sentir los  reproches de su conciencia moral, y tendría que renunciar. Luego el uso que un  predicador hace de su razón ante la comunidad es meramente privado, puesto que  dicha comunidad sólo constituye una reunión familiar, por amplia que sea. Con  respecto a la misma, &lt;b&gt; el sacerdote no es libre, ni tampoco debe serlo, puesto que  ejecuta una orden que le es extraña. Como docto, en cambio, que habla mediante  escritos al público, propiamente dicho, es decir, al mundo, el sacerdote gozará,  dentro del uso público de su razón, de una ilimitada libertad para servirse de  la misma y, de ese modo, para hablar en nombre propio. &lt;/b&gt; En efecto, pretender que  los tutores del pueblo (en cuestiones espirituales) sean también menores de  edad, constituye un absurdo capaz de desembocar en la eternización de la  insensatez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero &lt;b&gt; una sociedad eclesiástica tal, un sínodo semejante de la Iglesia, es  decir, una classis de reverendos (como la llaman los holandeses) ¿no podría  acaso comprometerse y jurar sobre algún símbolo invariable que llevaría así a  una incesante y suprema tutela sobre cada uno de sus miembros y, median&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;te ellos,  sobre el pueblo? ¿De ese modo no lograría eternizarse? Digo que es absolutamente  imposible. &lt;/b&gt; Semejante contrato, que excluiría para siempre toda ulterior  ilustración del género humano es, en sí mismo, sin más nulo e inexistente,  aunque fuera confirmado por el poder supremo, el congreso y los más solemnes  tratados de paz. &lt;b&gt; Una época no se puede obligar ni juramentar para poner a la  siguiente en la condición de que le sea imposible ampliar sus conocimientos&lt;/b&gt;  (sobre todo los muy urgentes), purificarlos de errores y, en general, promover  la ilustración. &lt;b&gt; Sería un crimen contra la naturaleza humana, cuya destinación  originaria consiste, justamente, en ese progresar. La posteridad está plenamente  justificada para rechazar aquellos decretos, aceptados de modo incompetente y  criminal. La piedra de toque de todo lo que se puede decidir como ley para un  pueblo yace en esta cuestión: ¿un pueblo podría imponerse a sí mismo semejante  ley? Eso podría ocurrir si por así decirlo, tuviese la esperanza de alcanzar, en  corto y determinado tiempo, una ley mejor, capaz de introducir cierta  ordenación. &lt;/b&gt; Pero, al mismo tiempo, cada ciudadano, principalmente los  sacerdotes, en calidad de&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; doctos, debieran tener libertad de llevar sus  observaciones públicamente, es decir, por escrito, acerca de los defectos de la  actual institución. Mientras tanto --hasta que la intelección de la cualidad de  estos asuntos se hubiese extendido lo suficiente y estuviese confirmada, de tal  modo que el acuerdo de su voces (aunque no la de todos) pudiera elevar ante el  trono una propuesta para proteger las comunidades que se habían unido en una  dirección modificada de la religión, según los conceptos propios de una  comprensión más ilustrada, sin impedir que los que quieran permanecer fieles a  la antigua lo hagan así-- mientras tanto, pues, perduraría el orden establecido.  Pero constituye algo absolutamente prohibido unirse por una constitución  religiosa inconmovible, que públicamente no debe ser puesta en duda por nadie,  aunque más no fuese durante lo que dura la vida de un hombre, y que aniquila y  torna infecundo un período del progreso de la humanidad hacia su  perfeccionamiento, tornándose, incluso, nociva para la posteridad. Un hombre,  con respecto a su propia persona y por cierto tiempo, puede dilatar la  adquisición de una ilustración que está obligado a poseer; pero renunciar a  ella, con relación a la propia persona, y con mayor razón aún con referencia a  la posteridad, significa violar y pisotear los sagrados derechos de la  humanidad. Pero lo que un pueblo no puede decidir por sí mismo, menos lo podrá  hacer un monarca en nombre del mismo. En efecto, su autoridad legisladora se  debe a que reúne en la suya la voluntad de todo el pueblo. Si el monarca se  inquieta para que cualquier verdadero o presunto perfeccionamiento se concilie  con el orden civil, podrá permitir que los súbditos hagan por sí mismos lo que  consideran necesario para la salvación de sus almas. Se trata de algo que no le  concierne; en cambio, le importará mucho evitar que unos a los otros se impidan  con violencia trabajar, con toda la capacidad de que son capaces, por la  determinación y fomento de dicha salvación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inclusive se agravaría su majestad si se mezclase en estas cosas, sometiendo  a inspección gubernamental los escritos con que los súbditos tratan de exponer  sus pensamientos con pureza, salvo que lo hiciera convencido del propio y  supremo dictamen intelectual --con lo cual se prestaría al reproche Caesar non  est supra grammaticos-- o que rebajara su poder supremo lo suficiente como para  amparar dentro del Estado el despotismo clerical de algunos tiranos, ejercido  sobre los restantes súbditos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luego, si se nos preguntara ¿vivimos ahora en una época ilustrada?  responderíamos que no, pero sí en una época de ilustración. Todavía falta mucho  para que la totalidad de los hombres, en su actual condición, sean capaces o  estén en posición de servirse bien y con seguridad del propio entendimiento, sin  acudir a extraña conducción. &lt;/b&gt; Sin embargo, ahora tienen el campo abierto para  trabajar libremente por el logro de esa meta, y los obstáculos para una  ilustración general, o para la salida de una culpable minoría de edad, son cada  vez menores. Ya tenemos claros indicios de ello. Desde este punto de vista,  nuestro tiempo es la época de la ilustración o "el siglo de Federico".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/i%20kant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/320/i%20kant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Un príncipe que no encuentra indigno de sí declarar que sostiene como deber  no prescribir nada a los hombres en cuestiones de religión, sino que los deja en  plena libertad y que, por tanto, rechaza al altivo nombre de tolerancia, es un  príncipe ilustrado, y merece que el mundo y la posteridad lo ensalce con  agradecimiento.&lt;/b&gt; Al menos desde el gobierno, fue el primero en sacar al género  humano de la minoría de edad, dejando a cada uno en libertad para que se sirva  de la propia razón en todo lo que concierne a cuestiones de conciencia moral.  Bajo él, dignísimos clérigos --sin perjuicio de sus deberes profesionales--  pueden someter al mundo, en su calidad de doctos, libre y públicamente, los  juicios y opiniones que en ciertos puntos se apartan del símbolo aceptado. Tal  libertad es aún mayor entre los que no están limitados por algún deber  profesional. Este espíritu de libertad se extiende también exteriormente,  alcanzando incluso los lugares en que debe luchar contra los obstáculos externos  de un gobierno que equivoca sus obligaciones. Tal circunstancia constituye un  claro ejemplo para este último, pues tratándose de la libertad, no debe haber la  menor preocupación por la paz exterior y la solidaridad de la comunidad. Los  hombres salen gradualmente del estado de rusticidad por propio trabajo, siempre  que no se trate de mantenerlos artificiosamente en esa condición.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He puesto el punto principal de la ilustración --es decir, del hecho por el  cual el hombre sale de una minoría de edad de la que es culpable-- en la  cuestión religiosa, porque para las artes y las ciencias los que dominan no  tienen ningún interés en representar el papel de tutores de sus súbditos.&lt;/b&gt;  Además, la minoría de edad en cuestiones religiosas es la que ofrece mayor  peligro: también es la más deshonrosa. Pero el modo de pensar de un jefe de  Estado que favorece esa libertad llega todavía más lejos y comprende que, en lo  referente a la legislación, no es peligroso permitir que los súbditos hagan un  uso público de la propia razón y expongan públicamente al mundo los pensamientos  relativos a una concepción más perfecta de esa legislación, la que puede incluir  una franca crítica a la existente. &lt;b&gt; También en esto damos un brillante ejemplo,  pues ningún monarca se anticipó al que nosotros honramos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero sólo alguien que por estar ilustrado no teme las sombras y, al mismo  tiempo, dispone de un ejército numeroso y disciplinado, que les garantiza a los  ciudadanos una paz interior, sólo él podrá decir algo que no es lícito en un  Estado libre: ¡razonad tanto como queráis y sobre lo que queráis, pero obedeced!  Se muestra aquí una extraña y no esperada marcha de las cosas humanas; pero si  la contemplamos en la amplitud de su trayectoria, todo es en ella paradójico. Un  mayor grado de libertad civil parecería ventajoso para la libertad del espíritu  del pueblo y, sin embargo, le fija límites infranqueables. Un grado menor, en  cambio, le procura espacio para la extensión de todos sus poderes. &lt;b&gt; Una vez que  la Naturaleza, bajo esta dura cáscara, ha desarrollado la semilla que cuida con  extrema ternura, es decir, la inclinación y disposición al libre pensamiento,  ese hecho repercute gradualmente sobre el modo de sentir del pueblo (con lo cual  éste va siendo poco a poco más capaz de una libertad de obrar) y hasta en los  principios de gobierno, que encuentra como provechoso tratar al hombre conforme  a su dignidad, puesto que es algo más que una máquina.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/14762214-116373862677393436?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/116373862677393436/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=116373862677393436' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116373862677393436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116373862677393436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/11/qu-es-la-ilustracin.html' title='¿Qué es la Ilustración?'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-116351161402581680</id><published>2006-11-14T10:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:41:25.643-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Geminis - 14 Nov 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/gatos%20qliaos.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/320/gatos%20qliaos.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Consigue transformar las situaciones negativas                  de manera sorprendente, poniendo las cartas a su favor. Necesita                  organizar el ambiente en el hogar para producir la calma y serenidad                  que su espíritu precisa. Mira el pasado con agradecimiento,                  las lecciones que ha aprendió le enseñaron a amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="bajadaho"&gt;Carta del Tarot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="bajada"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="bajada"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bajadasemana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El Mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="bajadasemana"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="bajadasemana"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="bajadasemana"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="bajadaho"&gt;Palabras Claves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="bajadasemana"&gt;La quinta esencia. Centro cósmico.         Alma universal. Realización de la unidad. Andrógino espiritual.         Matrimonio feliz. Vientre de la mujer encinta. Mundo perfecto. Venir         al mundo. Danza creativa. Huevo cósmico. Completamiento, final,         premio, éxito, solución a problemas, espiritualidad de         la materia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bajadasemana"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bajadasemana"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="bajadaho"&gt;Significado Adivinatorio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bajadasemana"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bajadasemana"&gt;       Cuando este arcano aparece en una lectura, puede interpretarse como un       viaje, un cambio de casa, ascenso en el trabajo o simplemente como un golpe       de suerte. Cualquier cambio que augure esta cada es para mejor. El triunfo       está asegurado con esta carta, cualquiera sea el tema de su pregunta.       Esta carta le promete éxito y si se trata de un problema, tendrá pronta       solución.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-116351161402581680?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/116351161402581680/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=116351161402581680' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116351161402581680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116351161402581680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/11/geminis-14-nov-2006.html' title='Geminis - 14 Nov 2006'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-116304806862899254</id><published>2006-11-09T01:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:54:41.883-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I need something To/Die/For</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hollow Heart&lt;/span&gt;" del "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Epilogue&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1FSr3Imwyfo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1FSr3Imwyfo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of you&lt;br /&gt;haunt me everyday&lt;br /&gt;a never healing wound&lt;br /&gt;and nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;i die a little every day&lt;br /&gt;i die a little anyway&lt;br /&gt;for the memories&lt;br /&gt;for hell inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no true emotions&lt;br /&gt;no true regrets&lt;br /&gt;no true devotion can live off bitterness&lt;br /&gt;my hollow inside&lt;br /&gt;my hollow heart&lt;br /&gt;my restless soul is longing to depart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come surround me with your grace&lt;br /&gt;wash away my deep disgrace&lt;br /&gt;take me into your sweet embrace&lt;br /&gt;where i can live in sin&lt;br /&gt;i die a little anyway&lt;br /&gt;i die a little every day&lt;br /&gt;for the memories&lt;br /&gt;for hell inside of me&lt;br /&gt;no true emotions in my hollow heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farewell&lt;/span&gt;" del "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All Eternity&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lKTvLfaadcQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lKTvLfaadcQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been hurt so many times&lt;br /&gt;you always seemed to buy their lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's all gone&lt;br /&gt;forget your past&lt;br /&gt;go on and dry those tears&lt;br /&gt;now come with me&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you someplace safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is cold and so alone&lt;br /&gt;we've got no place to call our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I don't care&lt;br /&gt;come run with me&lt;br /&gt;and we will find a way&lt;br /&gt;believe me now&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you someplace safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you take my hand&lt;br /&gt;'cause nothing never ever lasts&lt;br /&gt;I'll seal our love for eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I don't care&lt;br /&gt;come run with me&lt;br /&gt;and we will find a way&lt;br /&gt;believe me now&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you someplace safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you take my hand&lt;br /&gt;'cause nothing never ever lasts&lt;br /&gt;I'll seal our love for eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Deaths&lt;/span&gt;" del "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IV&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sb7smwwWpo4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sb7smwwWpo4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a reason you should respect in me&lt;br /&gt;you're happy when you get me on my knees&lt;br /&gt;hate me, hurt me, kill me&lt;br /&gt;do whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;why should I care?&lt;br /&gt;--I'm not the one who?ll lose--&lt;br /&gt;--I'm not the one who surrenders--&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am&lt;br /&gt;is it so hard to understand?&lt;br /&gt;I'm the king on my land&lt;br /&gt;hate me, hurt me, kill me&lt;br /&gt;think about me what you want&lt;br /&gt;you cannot trample me under your feet.&lt;br /&gt;HURT ME ONCE HURT ME TWICE&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT THE ONE WHO CRIES&lt;br /&gt;LATER IT'S YOU WHO FEELS PAIN&lt;br /&gt;KILL ME ONCE KILL ME TWICE&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT THE ONE WHO DIES&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE IS FULL OF LITTLE DEATHS&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE BORN AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In The Heat of The Night&lt;/span&gt;" del "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All Eternity&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zQm74ymjTHI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zQm74ymjTHI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to me, want my love&lt;br /&gt;talk to me, but not that stuff&lt;br /&gt;you ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;using my love&lt;br /&gt;and you call, for me&lt;br /&gt;again, I'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the heat of the night&lt;br /&gt;you'll lose your heart and sell your soul&lt;br /&gt;I lose control in the heat of the night&lt;br /&gt;it's much too late to leave the trade&lt;br /&gt;but I can't stand it anymore&lt;br /&gt;you'll lose your heart and your soul&lt;br /&gt;I lose control in the heat of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to me, want my love&lt;br /&gt;talk to me, but not that stuff&lt;br /&gt;who's on my side&lt;br /&gt;losing my pride&lt;br /&gt;and you call, for me&lt;br /&gt;again, I'll see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To/Die/For es una banda Gotich-Doom Finesa, q nacio en el pueblo de Kouvola, el año 1999. En sus comienzos tocaban Hard-Rock y se hacian llamar Mary-Ann que existian desde 1993, pero decidieron cambiar de estilo y asi mismo de nombre, pasaron un par de weas mas... blah blah blah ya chao ... ahora sacaron un album nuevo el 4 de octubre... chao pescao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Line-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * Jarno Perätalo - Vocals&lt;br /&gt;  * Antti-Matti "Antza" Talala - Guitarra&lt;br /&gt;  * Joonas Koto - Guitarra&lt;br /&gt;  * Josey Strandman - Bajo&lt;br /&gt;  * Santtu Lonka - Bateria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Former members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * Juha Kylmanen - Vocals (2004)&lt;br /&gt;  * Joonas Koto - Guitarra (1999-2003, 2006-)&lt;br /&gt;  * Juppe Sutela - Guitarra (1999-2004)&lt;br /&gt;  * Miikka Kuisma - Bajo (1999-2000)&lt;br /&gt;  * Marko Kangaskolkka - Bajo (2000-2003)&lt;br /&gt;  * Tonmi Lillman - Bateria (1999-2003)&lt;br /&gt;  * Mika Ahtiainen - Guitarra&lt;br /&gt;  * Juska Salminen (b. 26 September 1977) - Teclado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Discografia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Albums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * Mary-Ann (Demo EP, 1997)&lt;br /&gt;  * Deeper Sin (Demo EP, 1998)&lt;br /&gt;  * All Eternity (1999)&lt;br /&gt;  * Epilogue (2001)&lt;br /&gt;  * Jaded (2003)&lt;br /&gt;  * IV (2005)&lt;br /&gt;  * Wounds Wide Open (October 4, 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * In The Heat of the Night (2000)&lt;br /&gt;  * Hollow Heart (2001)&lt;br /&gt;  * Little Deaths (2005)&lt;br /&gt;  * Like Never Before (2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-116304806862899254?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/116304806862899254/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=116304806862899254' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116304806862899254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116304806862899254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-need-something-todiefor.html' title='I need something To/Die/For'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-116262038169849743</id><published>2006-11-04T03:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T03:06:26.583-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahora Que No Estas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Muy buen video de "Los Bunkers", me gusta caleta este video, la fotografia q tiene es la raja =p, del album "Vida de Perros"... el director es Claudio Rivera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rug6yH7Dccw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rug6yH7Dccw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahora que no estas, no puedo dormir&lt;br /&gt;y tomo mas pastillas, para sobrevivir&lt;br /&gt;ahora que te miro, y que pareces otra&lt;br /&gt;entiendo las palabras, que caen de tu boca&lt;br /&gt;ahora es evidente, que duermes con otro&lt;br /&gt;y no era tan dificil como me dijiste ayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vete muy lejos, muy lejos de este mundo&lt;br /&gt;aunque sea demasiado tarde para ti&lt;br /&gt;no me dejes aqui, lo poco y nada que nos queda&lt;br /&gt;quedate lejos, tan lejos de mi mente&lt;br /&gt;donde no mires de frente a nadie como yo&lt;br /&gt;no me dejes aqui esperando&lt;br /&gt;como si fuera cosa facil para mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahora que no estas, no puedo dormir&lt;br /&gt;y se q no bastaba, mi alma para ti&lt;br /&gt;ahora que no importa, que yo me venga abajo&lt;br /&gt;y todas las razones, se caen a pedazos&lt;br /&gt;ahroa que estoy solo, y muero por mi cuento&lt;br /&gt;entiendo las palabras que escupiste sobre mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vete muy lejos, muy lejos de este mundo&lt;br /&gt;aunque sea demasiado tarde para ti&lt;br /&gt;no me dejes aqui, lo poco y nada que nos queda&lt;br /&gt;quedate lejos, tan lejos de mi mente&lt;br /&gt;donde no mires de frente a nadie como yo&lt;br /&gt;no me dejes aqui esperando&lt;br /&gt;como si fuera cosa facil para mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-116262038169849743?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/116262038169849743/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=116262038169849743' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116262038169849743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116262038169849743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/11/ahora-que-no-estas.html' title='Ahora Que No Estas'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-116250890392892214</id><published>2006-11-02T20:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:08:32.443-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Side Of The World</title><content type='html'>Me gusta este video es de KT Tunstall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FTiLET_dAro"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FTiLET_dAro" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="350"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the sea and far away&lt;br /&gt;She's waiting like an Iceberg&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to change,&lt;br /&gt;But she's cold inside&lt;br /&gt;She wants to be like&lt;br /&gt;the water,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the muscles tighten in her face&lt;br /&gt;Buries her soul in one embrace&lt;br /&gt;They're one and the same&lt;br /&gt;Just like water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fire fades away&lt;br /&gt;But most of everyday&lt;br /&gt;Is full of tired excuses&lt;br /&gt;But it's too hard to say&lt;br /&gt;I wish it were simple&lt;br /&gt;But we give up easily&lt;br /&gt;You're close enough to see that&lt;br /&gt;You're.... the other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On comes the panic light&lt;br /&gt;Holding on with fingers&lt;br /&gt;and feelings alike&lt;br /&gt;But the time has come&lt;br /&gt;To move along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fire fades away&lt;br /&gt;But most of everyday&lt;br /&gt;Is full of tired excuses&lt;br /&gt;But it's too hard to say&lt;br /&gt;I wish it were simple&lt;br /&gt;But we give up easily&lt;br /&gt;You're close enough to see that&lt;br /&gt;You're.... the other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me?&lt;br /&gt;Can you let me go&lt;br /&gt;And can you still love me&lt;br /&gt;When you can't see me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fire fades away&lt;br /&gt;most of everyday&lt;br /&gt;Is full of tired excuses&lt;br /&gt;But it's too hard to say&lt;br /&gt;I wish it were simple&lt;br /&gt;But we give up easily&lt;br /&gt;You're close enough to see that&lt;br /&gt;You're.... the other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.... the other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;You're.... the other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;To me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-116250890392892214?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/116250890392892214/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=116250890392892214' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116250890392892214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116250890392892214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/11/other-side-of-world.html' title='Other Side Of The World'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-116196819751223920</id><published>2006-10-27T13:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:32:45.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/edguy.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/320/edguy.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting by the window&lt;br /&gt;Staring out into the night&lt;br /&gt;Waiting up for the light of day&lt;br /&gt;And the sound of silence&lt;br /&gt;The faintly flaring candle light&lt;br /&gt;Parting has got me&lt;br /&gt;Around to go insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone I try to while away my time&lt;br /&gt;Seconds turn to ages&lt;br /&gt;As I close my eyes and wait&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder&lt;br /&gt;What's the reason why&lt;br /&gt;We long for someone to embrace&lt;br /&gt;And say hello to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry on - and I will forever&lt;br /&gt;Longing drives bad memories away&lt;br /&gt;And still I carry on and I will forever&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I dare to believe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody out there&lt;br /&gt;To keep on looking for&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know then lie to me&lt;br /&gt;Blue eyed for a letdown&lt;br /&gt;If this is what it takes&lt;br /&gt;To maybe see the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll dare to shed another tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I Know&lt;br /&gt;The wind blows cold tonight&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow I gotta go&lt;br /&gt;Tell me girl where are you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry on - and I will forever&lt;br /&gt;Longing drives bad memories away&lt;br /&gt;And still I carry on and I will forever&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I dare to believe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to build a wall&lt;br /&gt;And let nobody in&lt;br /&gt;To be on my own&lt;br /&gt;Without love and without pain&lt;br /&gt;Without pain&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;But every time&lt;br /&gt;I look into your face&lt;br /&gt;Into your face&lt;br /&gt;I am caught and I relapse again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry on, it's forever&lt;br /&gt;Longing drives and memories away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry on - and I will forever&lt;br /&gt;Longing drives bad memories away&lt;br /&gt;And still I carry on and I will forever&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I dare to believe again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-116196819751223920?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/116196819751223920/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=116196819751223920' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116196819751223920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116196819751223920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/10/forever.html' title='Forever'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-116115790254736478</id><published>2006-10-18T04:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T04:57:44.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Edguy en Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conchesumadre... Edguy en Chile!! wujuuuuuuuuu! me queda plataaaaa hahaha para la entrada a 13 luquitas y los pasajes, el 30 de octubre me pagan de nuevo y tengo plata para el weveox! :D!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1ro de Noviembre viene la banda de Tobias Sammet al estadio Victor Jara, con 3 bandas invitadas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alejandrosilva.com/"&gt;Alejandro Silva Power Cuarteto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arkham.cl/"&gt;Arkham&lt;/a&gt; (Tributo a Metallica)&lt;br /&gt;Transilvania (Tributo a Iron Maiden)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aca ta la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;informacion oficial&lt;/span&gt; en el sitio de &lt;a href="http://www.edguy.nu"&gt;Edguy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocket Ride World Tour 2006:&lt;br /&gt;November 01.06  - Santiago De Chile (Chile)  - Estadio Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edguy.nu/tour.php"&gt;http://www.edguy.nu/tour.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aca ta el &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flayer&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/Edguy%20Flayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/320/Edguy%20Flayer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q mas queri weon oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se viene, ojala no tenga pruebas ese par de dias, aunq vaya solo no me la pierdo =D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;video clips&lt;/span&gt; de Edguy, como material adicional de esta entrada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/obQze1Qmf7w"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/obQze1Qmf7w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/prMjUfuGY4U"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/prMjUfuGY4U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKKt2KHE53U"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKKt2KHE53U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fQTisB1mhc8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fQTisB1mhc8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos a todos los fans de Tobias Sammet! \m/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-116115790254736478?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/116115790254736478/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=116115790254736478' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116115790254736478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116115790254736478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/10/edguy-en-chile.html' title='Edguy en Chile'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-116114444141821053</id><published>2006-10-18T01:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:07:27.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Orgia en Eurodisney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De todo el mundo es sabido que en Eurodisney se disfruta... pero no tanto ni de esa manera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La compañía Walt Disney aseguró el jueves que ya han tomado "las acciones apropiadas" contra los empleados de su parque temático de París que fueron descubiertos simulando mantener relaciones sexuales con los disfraces de los personajes de Disney en un vídeo que ha corrido como la pólvora en Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El comportamiento mostrado en el vídeo es inaceptable e inexcusable&lt;br /&gt;Lo que todavía no ha aclarado Disney es si ha despedido ya a alguno de sus 'ardientes animalitos' que protagonizan el vídeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparentemente, este vídeo fue grabado con una cámara oculta situada en un camerino, justo detrás de un escenario, en Eurodisney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"El comportamiento mostrado en el vídeo es inaceptable e inexcusable", dijo la compañía Disney en un comunicado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El vídeo fue un grabado en una zona no accesible para los visitantes&lt;br /&gt;"El vídeo fue un grabado en una zona detrás de los escenarios no accesible para los visitantes. Se tomaron acciones apropiadas con los trabajadores involucrados".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué hacen en el vídeo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mobUZXzVquA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mobUZXzVquA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el vídeo aparece la ratona Minnie luchando para liberarse mientras es agarrada desde atrás por Goofy y después por un hombre de nieve gigante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego, el ratón Mickey simula tener sexo con el hombre de nieve y Goofy hace lo mismo con una de las dos ardillas Chip y Chop, mientras se escuchan risas de fondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cinta se describe en Internet como la "orgía de ratones", aunque son muchos más los animales que participan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-116114444141821053?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/116114444141821053/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=116114444141821053' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116114444141821053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116114444141821053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/10/orgia-en-eurodisney.html' title='Orgia en Eurodisney'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-116006925922481713</id><published>2006-10-05T13:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T13:27:39.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes, nueva serie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/320/heroes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sinopsis&lt;/span&gt;: GÉNESIS -- Un eclipse total ensombrece todo el globo, un profesor de genética en India será dirigido por la desaparición de su padre para desentrañar una teoría secreta: ''Hay personas que súper poderes que viven entre nosotros''. Un joven soñador intenta demostrar a su hermano político de que él puede volar. Una estudiante de secundaria descubre que es totalmente indestructible. Una madre que lucha para conseguir el dinero para mantener a su joven hijo, descubre que su reflejo guarda un secreto. Un talentoso artista, cuya adicción a la droga y al vicio, está destruyendo la relación entre su amiga, puede pintar el futuro. Y en Japón, un joven desarrolla una manera para parar el tiempo por completo. Todavía no los conocemos a todos, pero el destino de estos personajes es uno bien claro... Salvar el mundo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se ve buena esta serie, ya me vi el 1er capitulo, ya se bajo el 2do, esperar llegar de capacitacion y a verlo =o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-116006925922481713?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/116006925922481713/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=116006925922481713' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116006925922481713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/116006925922481713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/10/heroes-nueva-serie.html' title='Heroes, nueva serie...'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-115976416491693582</id><published>2006-10-02T00:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T00:42:44.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ps3  v/s  wii</title><content type='html'>elija ud:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/giiCPKQn6M0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/giiCPKQn6M0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-115976416491693582?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/115976416491693582/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=115976416491693582' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115976416491693582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115976416491693582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/10/ps3-vs-wii.html' title='ps3  v/s  wii'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-115869904117605086</id><published>2006-09-19T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:50:41.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Change (In The House Of Flies)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/deftones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/deftones.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I watched you change&lt;br /&gt;Into a fly&lt;br /&gt;I looked away&lt;br /&gt;You were on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched a change in you&lt;br /&gt;It's like you never had wings&lt;br /&gt;Now you feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took you home&lt;br /&gt;Set you on the glass&lt;br /&gt;I pulled off your wings&lt;br /&gt;Then I laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched a change in you&lt;br /&gt;It's like you never had wings&lt;br /&gt;Now you feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;I watched you change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you never had wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the cross&lt;br /&gt;And I look away&lt;br /&gt;Give you the gun&lt;br /&gt;Blow me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched a change in you&lt;br /&gt;It's like you never had wings&lt;br /&gt;now you feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you change&lt;br /&gt;Now you feel alive&lt;br /&gt;You feel alive&lt;br /&gt;You feel alive&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you change&lt;br /&gt;It's like you never had wings&lt;br /&gt;You change. You change. You change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-115869904117605086?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/115869904117605086/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=115869904117605086' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115869904117605086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115869904117605086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/09/change-in-house-of-flies.html' title='Change (In The House Of Flies)'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-115860586429988567</id><published>2006-09-18T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T14:57:48.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beer Cannon</title><content type='html'>Esta es una obra maestra! la dura... una wea tan simple como un cañoñ de cerveza @_@, lo q ocurre en un espacio de tiempo tan corto (casi 1 segundo) se ve tan simple y a la vez son tan complejo, me quede hipnotizado viendo este videillo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_zxlFoZhOC4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_zxlFoZhOC4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.milbestlight.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.milbestlight.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-115860586429988567?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/115860586429988567/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=115860586429988567' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115860586429988567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115860586429988567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/09/beer-cannon.html' title='The Beer Cannon'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-115857690384734439</id><published>2006-09-18T06:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T06:55:03.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>La Luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/la_luna.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/320/la_luna.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palabras Claves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intuición, Arquetipo maternal. cambios, fluctuación, ciclos, arte, imaginación, fantasía, locura, sueños, inconstancia. La feminidad. Intuición profunda. Sueño. El inconsciente. Ilusiones. Soledad. Noche. Tristeza. Estancamiento. Gestación. Deseo de retornar al vientre materno. Locura. Superstición. Depresión. Secreto. Clandestinidad. Lo que se esconde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Significado Adivinatorio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando La Luna aparece en su lectura es necesario tener cautela en la interpretación, pues en la respuesta hay siempre algo misterioso que no se verá a simple vista. El clima de este arcano es melancólico, pues el pasado está comprometido en la respuesta.&lt;br /&gt;Es importante que la vida recupere la magia tan asociada a La Luna, pudiendo también interpretarse como momento de reflexión en que hay que descender a las profundas aguas uterinas y ver con cuidado y delicadeza lo que se está gestando. Revise la relación con su madre y vea lo que es necesario corregir o aclarar, pues las aguas lunares son representaciones inconscientes de la madre. A veces puede indicar un cambio en las relaciones afectivas, como, por ejemplo, un periodo de baja energía o mucha sensibilidad. De modo que protéjase, pues, como el cangrejo de La Luna, usted necesitará un caparazón.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-115857690384734439?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/115857690384734439/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=115857690384734439' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115857690384734439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115857690384734439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/09/la-luna.html' title='La Luna'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-115847163666324841</id><published>2006-09-17T01:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T01:40:36.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Desarrollando mi soledad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;chucha, ele te robe la frase? :s!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weon oh!!!!!!!! las 1,10 am... domingo 17 de septiembre, mas botao q perro callejero godammit! mi hermano chico en la serena con sus amigas, mi hermana carreteando en juan lopez con sus amigos, mis viejos en santiago en una "convivencia" con mas de 30 wnes de enseñanza basica (carretando obviamente con plata csm!) y yo botao en antofagasta solo csm... karma? al parecer he hecho weas malas y se me esta castigando... no puede ser la wea weon oooh!, ajajaja... o me van a pasar weas muy buenas porq no he hecho nada malo0o0o0o0!! penca sentirse asi de botao, la cago... no la he pasado mal este mes, pero estar solo me hace pensar demasiado D E M A S I A D O! y no me gusta, una lata la wea... no me lo meresco, siempre tratando de ser un weon correcto con la gente q me rodea, dando lo mejor de mi para con los mas cercanos, me caga la falta de iniciativa propia, estar solo te hace pensar demasiado ascascasdm1m1&lt;br /&gt;conshesumadre... yo cacho q muchos no entienden ni puta idea el porq de estas letras, who cares godammit?! me voi a la cama mejor... fuck off! cya later puaj!!!!+m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me cago en todo! mañana sera mejor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO QUIERO PENSAR CONCHESUMADREEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no toi ebrio ni nada! pura coca-cola xD!! y escuchando stone temple pilots...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simplemente quiero acurrucarme junto a mi vieja y sentir su olor, su calor, esa conexion madre-hijo, esa wea tan complicada pero a la vez tan simple... yo cacho q la gente qlia en el lecho de su muerte, en lo ultimo q piensa es en su madre :s la wea freak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya chao! forsaken out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-115847163666324841?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/115847163666324841/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=115847163666324841' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115847163666324841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115847163666324841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/09/desarrollando-mi-soledad.html' title='Desarrollando mi soledad?'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-115829944489433397</id><published>2006-09-15T01:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T01:50:44.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Feel Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/deftones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/320/deftones.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They'll some soon&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting... and I wait... won't somebody... come save me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're feeling lucky, come and take me home&lt;br /&gt;And if you feel loved (If you feel lucky/If you feel loved)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've crossed the walls&lt;br /&gt;Excelled&lt;br /&gt;Further along through their hell&lt;br /&gt;All for my heart&lt;br /&gt;I watch you kill&lt;br /&gt;You always have&lt;br /&gt;You always will&lt;br /&gt;Now spread your wings and sail out to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're feeling lucky, come and take me home&lt;br /&gt;Come and take me home&lt;br /&gt;Yeah if you feel love... (If you feel lucky/If you feel loved)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossed the walls&lt;br /&gt;Excelled&lt;br /&gt;Further along through their hell&lt;br /&gt;For my heart&lt;br /&gt;I watch you kill&lt;br /&gt;You always have&lt;br /&gt;You always will&lt;br /&gt;You always have and always will&lt;br /&gt;You always have&lt;br /&gt;You always will&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wings and sail out to me... (If you feel lucky/If you feel loved)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-115829944489433397?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/115829944489433397/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=115829944489433397' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115829944489433397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115829944489433397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-you-feel-lucky.html' title='If You Feel Lucky'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14762214.post-115816744652121986</id><published>2006-09-13T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T13:10:46.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tallulah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/1600/sonata%20arctica.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6359/1346/320/sonata%20arctica.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember when we used to look how sun set far away?&lt;br /&gt;And how you said: "this is never over"&lt;br /&gt;I believed your every word and I quess you did too&lt;br /&gt;But now you're saying: "hey, let's think this over"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take My hand and pull me next to you, so close to you&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling you don't have the words&lt;br /&gt;I found one for you, kiss your cheek, say bye, and walk away&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back cause I am crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember little things, you hardly ever do&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why it's over&lt;br /&gt;I remember shooting stars, the walk we took that night&lt;br /&gt;I hope your wish came true, mine betrayed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let my hand go, and you fake a smile for me&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling you don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I look deep in your eyes, hesitate a while...&lt;br /&gt;Why are you crying'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tallulah, It's easier to live alone than fear the time it's over&lt;br /&gt;Tallulah, find the words and talk to me, oh, Tallulah,&lt;br /&gt;This could be... heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you walking hand in hand with long-haired drummer of the band&lt;br /&gt;In love with her or so it seems, he's dancing with my beauty queen&lt;br /&gt;Don't even dare to say you hi, still swallowing the goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But I know the feelings still alive- still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my patience once, so do you punish me now&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love you, no matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;I'll win you back for me if you give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;But there is one thing you must understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14762214-115816744652121986?l=forsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/feeds/115816744652121986/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14762214&amp;postID=115816744652121986' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115816744652121986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14762214/posts/default/115816744652121986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forsi.blogspot.com/2006/09/tallulah.html' title='Tallulah'/><author><name>forsaken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08921628785117781541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aRIHbuwk2PI/R4mxrexz15I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c77S34ZZ88A/S220/fotopaperfil.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
