<?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-5618236015195392280</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:32:38.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para tí....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-7954975660313941967</id><published>2009-12-16T11:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:36:46.984+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hay un punto en tu vida, en el que te das cuenta.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt; quién importa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;quién nunca importó,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;quién no importa más, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;y quién siempre importará. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;De modo que no te preocupes por la gente de tu pasado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hay una razón por la que no estarán en tu futuro...&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/5618236015195392280-7954975660313941967?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/7954975660313941967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=7954975660313941967' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/7954975660313941967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/7954975660313941967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2009/12/hay-un-punto-en-tu-vida-en-el-que-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-2117224572028198503</id><published>2009-05-18T11:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:28:16.254+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osSvmfCED2g/ShEpq3BCUeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BDZ4e0-isBM/s1600-h/mario+benedetti.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337092849710289378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osSvmfCED2g/ShEpq3BCUeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BDZ4e0-isBM/s400/mario+benedetti.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_osSvmfCED2g/ShEpViHFB0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/0ndjUdYDk0Y/s1600-h/mario+benedetti.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Te dejo con tu vida&lt;br /&gt;tu trabajo&lt;br /&gt;tu gente&lt;br /&gt;con tus puestas de sol&lt;br /&gt;y tus amaneceres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sembrando tu confianza&lt;br /&gt;te dejo junto al mundo&lt;br /&gt;derrotando imposibles&lt;br /&gt;segura sin seguro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te dejo frente al mar&lt;br /&gt;descifrándote sola&lt;br /&gt;sin mi pregunta a ciegas&lt;br /&gt;sin mi respuesta rota. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te dejo sin mis dudas&lt;br /&gt;pobres y malheridas&lt;br /&gt;sin mis inmadureces&lt;br /&gt;sin mi veteranía. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero tampoco creas&lt;br /&gt;a pie juntillas todo&lt;br /&gt;no creas nunca creas&lt;br /&gt;este falso abandono. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaré donde menos&lt;br /&gt;lo esperes&lt;br /&gt;por ejemplo&lt;br /&gt;en un árbol añoso&lt;br /&gt;de oscuros cabeceos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaré en un lejano&lt;br /&gt;horizonte sin horas&lt;br /&gt;en la huella del tacto&lt;br /&gt;en tu sombra y mi sombra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaré repartido&lt;br /&gt;en cuatro o cinco pibes&lt;br /&gt;de esos que vos mirás&lt;br /&gt;y enseguida te siguen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ojalá pueda estar&lt;br /&gt;de tu sueño en la red&lt;br /&gt;esperando tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;y mirándote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;14/Septiembre/1920    -      17/Mayo/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;(DEP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618236015195392280-2117224572028198503?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/2117224572028198503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=2117224572028198503' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/2117224572028198503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/2117224572028198503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-dejo-con-tu-vida-tu-trabajo-tu-gente.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osSvmfCED2g/ShEpq3BCUeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BDZ4e0-isBM/s72-c/mario+benedetti.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-1613859070519471202</id><published>2009-01-23T11:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:15:03.246+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La "Crisis" según Einstein.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osSvmfCED2g/SXmYiCKykiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/--9y-1zSBug/s1600-h/1000imagens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294430547415831074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osSvmfCED2g/SXmYiCKykiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/--9y-1zSBug/s400/1000imagens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;‘No pretendamos que las cosas cambien, si siempre hacemos lo mismo. Lacrisis es la mejor bendición que puede sucederle a personas y países,porque la crisis trae progresos. La creatividad nace de la angustiacomo el día nace de la noche oscura. Es en la crisis que nace lainventiva, los descubrimientos y las grandes estrategias. Quien superala crisis se supera a sí mismo sin quedar ’superado’.&lt;br /&gt;Quien atribuye a la crisis sus fracasos y penurias, violenta su propiotalento y respeta más a los problemas que a las soluciones. Laverdadera crisis, es la crisis de la incompetencia. El inconvenientede las personas y los países es la pereza para encontrar las salidas ysoluciones. Sin crisis no hay desafíos, sin desafíos la vida es unarutina, una lenta agonía. Sin crisis no hay méritos. Es en la crisisdonde aflora lo mejor de cada uno, porque sin crisis todo viento escaricia. Hablar de crisis es promoverla, y callar en la crisis esexaltar el conformismo. En vez de esto, trabajemos duro. Acabemos deuna vez con la única crisis amenazadora, que es la tragedia de noquerer luchar por superarla’.&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618236015195392280-1613859070519471202?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/1613859070519471202/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=1613859070519471202' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/1613859070519471202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/1613859070519471202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2009/01/la-crisis-segn-einstein.html' title='La &quot;Crisis&quot; según Einstein.'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osSvmfCED2g/SXmYiCKykiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/--9y-1zSBug/s72-c/1000imagens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-1735390129279272285</id><published>2008-11-21T11:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:05:16.839+01:00</updated><title type='text'>cuando te acuerdes de mi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osSvmfCED2g/SSaHnFOR1EI/AAAAAAAAAD8/O1VXjGcDvcE/s1600-h/Labios-en_blanco-y-negro-219416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271049519370458178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osSvmfCED2g/SSaHnFOR1EI/AAAAAAAAAD8/O1VXjGcDvcE/s400/Labios-en_blanco-y-negro-219416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Echa un supiro al viento...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuándo te acuerdes de mi...&lt;/em&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/5618236015195392280-1735390129279272285?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/1735390129279272285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=1735390129279272285' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/1735390129279272285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/1735390129279272285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2008/11/cuando-te-acuerdes-de-mi.html' title='cuando te acuerdes de mi....'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osSvmfCED2g/SSaHnFOR1EI/AAAAAAAAAD8/O1VXjGcDvcE/s72-c/Labios-en_blanco-y-negro-219416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-1445685901430651279</id><published>2008-01-10T12:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:05:31.011+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/R4ZeUx5COVI/AAAAAAAAACk/eDS6zSMJlSo/s1600-h/1000imagensCAOJ2OIF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153910534655064402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/R4ZeUx5COVI/AAAAAAAAACk/eDS6zSMJlSo/s400/1000imagensCAOJ2OIF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Nosotros mismo somos los que le damos sentido a nuesta vida. La vida no es una batalla, no estamos aquí para saltar obstáculos, estamos aquí para aprender, para hacer de la vida una obra de arte. La vida en general es poesía y, en su inolvidable totalidad, ella nos inventa, nos vive. Son nuestras decisiones y no las circunstancias de la vida, las que determinan nuestro destino. Es indispensable tener en mente siempre un objetivo que nos haga levantarnos cada mañana. En esta vida todo depende de la intensidad con que desees lo que anhelas.&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/5618236015195392280-1445685901430651279?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/1445685901430651279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=1445685901430651279' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/1445685901430651279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/1445685901430651279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/R4ZeUx5COVI/AAAAAAAAACk/eDS6zSMJlSo/s72-c/1000imagensCAOJ2OIF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-4752577873661368910</id><published>2007-10-27T11:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T11:40:54.722+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RyMHnIRy2vI/AAAAAAAAACM/t8cBDpWSAuQ/s1600-h/-_Fishing_-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125949169696168690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RyMHnIRy2vI/AAAAAAAAACM/t8cBDpWSAuQ/s400/-_Fishing_-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618236015195392280-4752577873661368910?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/4752577873661368910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=4752577873661368910' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/4752577873661368910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/4752577873661368910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2007/10/fishing_27.html' title='Fishing'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RyMHnIRy2vI/AAAAAAAAACM/t8cBDpWSAuQ/s72-c/-_Fishing_-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-4424212484881816364</id><published>2007-09-12T10:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T11:29:06.384+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MIEDO Y AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RuewibzNUEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nWMwqRFzSIE/s1600-h/sue%C3%B1os.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109246407899697218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RuewibzNUEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nWMwqRFzSIE/s400/sue%C3%B1os.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando la gente vive dormida, entonces vive en el Miedo, porque quiere alcanzar lo material de esta vida, pero cuando la gente revive buscando a Dios encuentra el Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618236015195392280-4424212484881816364?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/4424212484881816364/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=4424212484881816364' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/4424212484881816364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/4424212484881816364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2007/09/miedo-y-amor.html' title='MIEDO Y AMOR'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RuewibzNUEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nWMwqRFzSIE/s72-c/sue%C3%B1os.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-7247556074196780176</id><published>2007-07-10T11:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T11:57:38.845+02:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RpNXxV97U6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/43AJlRzHEw8/s1600-h/1000imagensCA77N97X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085504909453513634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RpNXxV97U6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/43AJlRzHEw8/s400/1000imagensCA77N97X.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cuando una persona desea realmente algo, el Universo entero conspira para que pueda realizar su sueño. Basta con aprender a escuchar los dictados del corazón y a descifrar un lenguaje que esta más allá de las palabras, el que muestra aquello que los ojos no pueden ver." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(Paulo Coelho )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618236015195392280-7247556074196780176?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/7247556074196780176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=7247556074196780176' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/7247556074196780176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/7247556074196780176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RpNXxV97U6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/43AJlRzHEw8/s72-c/1000imagensCA77N97X.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-5263268541601253186</id><published>2007-06-29T13:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T13:40:12.444+02:00</updated><title type='text'>TRECE LINEAS PARA VIVIR.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te amo no por quien eres, sino por como soy cuando estoy contigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ningún hombre merece tus lagrimas, y quien se las merece no te hará llorar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Solo porque  alguien no te  ame como tu quieres, no significa que no te ame con todo su ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Un verdadero amigo es quien te toma la mano y te toca el corazón.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La peor forma de extrañar  a alquien es estar sentado a  su lado y saber que nunca lo podrás tener.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nunca dejes de sonreír, ni siquiera cuando estes triste, porque nunca sabes quien se puede enamorar de tu sonrisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puedes ser una persona para el mundo, pero para una persona tú eres el mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No pases el tiempo con un hombre que no este dispuesto  a pasar el tiempo contigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quizás Dios quiera que conozcas mucha gente equivocada antes de que conozcas  a la persona  adecuada, para que cuando al fin la conozcas sepas estar agradecido y reconocer la diferencia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No llores porque ya se terminó, sonríe porque sucedió.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Siempre habrá gente que te lastime, así que lo que tienes que hacer es seguir confiando y solo ser más cuidadoso en quien confias dos veces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conviértete en una mejor persona y asegúrate de  saber bien quien eres antes de conocer  a  alguien más y esperar  que esa persona sepa quien eres. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No te  esfuerces tanto, las mejores cosas suceden cuando menos te las esperas. (Cierto, aunque  en ocasiones hay que esforzarse mucho por lo que realmente quieres) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618236015195392280-5263268541601253186?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/5263268541601253186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=5263268541601253186' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/5263268541601253186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/5263268541601253186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2007/06/trece-lineas-para-vivir.html' title='TRECE LINEAS PARA VIVIR.....'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-2581429640978791746</id><published>2007-05-26T21:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T09:24:58.122+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuando nos volvamos a  encontrar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RliQcFlJAII/AAAAAAAAABs/ITsfNuBBlUI/s1600-h/1000imagensCAXNRAS9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068960192814186626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RliQcFlJAII/AAAAAAAAABs/ITsfNuBBlUI/s400/1000imagensCAXNRAS9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Entonces, cuando fuimos casi novios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nunca pensé en el mañana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoy, que hace tantos años que ya no lo somos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como un flash tu recuerdo me ha abierto una ventana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Y he pensado en que quizá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;un día, no lo sé, Dios sabrá cuando, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nos volveremos a encontrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;¿Estará tu cara al mirarme vestida de ilusión?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;¿Sabré yo ver tu alma mas allá de tus arrugas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;¿Sabrás tu, cuando me mires, que soy yo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cuando nos volvamos a encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;cerraré con fuerza los ojos al presente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tratando de mirar tan solo los recuerdos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No querré que me cuentes cuanto tengas que contar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pensaré solo en ese vivir contigo, que pudo ser, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...¡y que yo nunca llegué siquiera a imaginar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Luis H. De Larramendi.&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/5618236015195392280-2581429640978791746?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/2581429640978791746/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=2581429640978791746' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/2581429640978791746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/2581429640978791746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2007/05/cuando-nos-volvamos-encontrar.html' title='Cuando nos volvamos a  encontrar'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RliQcFlJAII/AAAAAAAAABs/ITsfNuBBlUI/s72-c/1000imagensCAXNRAS9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-5956353406608302202</id><published>2007-05-14T13:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T09:12:58.247+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Es tan corto el amor y tan largo el olvido....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RkhLgbhVnSI/AAAAAAAAABE/pLuzueX4NGM/s1600-h/1000imagensCA21337D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064380801493605666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RkhLgbhVnSI/AAAAAAAAABE/pLuzueX4NGM/s400/1000imagensCA21337D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya no le quiero, es cierto, pero cuándo le quise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su oído.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya no le quiero es cierto, pero tal vez le quiero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el olvido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ssss....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618236015195392280-5956353406608302202?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/5956353406608302202/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=5956353406608302202' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/5956353406608302202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/5956353406608302202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2007/05/es-tan-corto-el-amor-y-tan-largo-el.html' title='Es tan corto el amor y tan largo el olvido....'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RkhLgbhVnSI/AAAAAAAAABE/pLuzueX4NGM/s72-c/1000imagensCA21337D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-6233249663175050180</id><published>2007-05-14T11:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T13:00:04.700+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dime....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/Rkw0ZVlJAHI/AAAAAAAAABk/bsrWmimqXHY/s1600-h/mar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065481290779263090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/Rkw0ZVlJAHI/AAAAAAAAABk/bsrWmimqXHY/s400/mar2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dime&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dime por favor donde estás,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en que rincón puedo no verte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dónde puedo dormir sin recordarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y dónde recordar sin que me duela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dime por favor dónde pueda caminar&lt;br /&gt;sin ver tus huellas,&lt;br /&gt;dónde puedo correr sin recordarte&lt;br /&gt;y dónde descansar con mi tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dime por favor cuál es el cielo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que no tiene el calor de tu mirada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y cuál es el sol que tiene luz tan sólo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y no la sensación de que me llamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dime por favor cuál es el rincón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en el que no dejaste tu presencia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dime por favor cual es el hueco de mi almohada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que no tiene escondidos tus recuerdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dime por favor cuál es la noche &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en que no vendrás para velar mis sueños... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que no puedo vivir porque te extraño &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y no puedo morir porque te quiero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(Atribuído a Jorge Luis Borges)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618236015195392280-6233249663175050180?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/6233249663175050180/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=6233249663175050180' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/6233249663175050180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/6233249663175050180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2007/05/dime-dime-por-favor-donde-ests-en-que.html' title='Dime....'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/Rkw0ZVlJAHI/AAAAAAAAABk/bsrWmimqXHY/s72-c/mar2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-2854802169123470557</id><published>2007-05-14T11:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T11:15:23.667+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo no te pido.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/Rkgn_bhVnRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/p7O_Gq2tP7o/s1600-h/1000imagensCAEAJ1BX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064341751650950418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/Rkgn_bhVnRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/p7O_Gq2tP7o/s400/1000imagensCAEAJ1BX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yo no te pido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yo no te pido que me bajes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;una estrella azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;sólo te pido que mi espacio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;llenes con tu luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yo no te pido que me firmes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;diez papeles grises para amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;sólo te pido que tú quieras&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;las palomas que suelo mirar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;De lo pasado no lo voy a negar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;el futuro algún día llegará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;y del presente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;qué le importa a la gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;si es que siempre van a hablar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sigue llenando este minuto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;de razones para respirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;no me complazcas no te niegues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;no hables por hablar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yo no te pido que me bajes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;una estrella azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;sólo te pido que mi espacio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;llenes con tu luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;(Mario Benedetti)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618236015195392280-2854802169123470557?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/2854802169123470557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=2854802169123470557' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/2854802169123470557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/2854802169123470557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2007/05/yo-no-te-pido.html' title='Yo no te pido.....'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/Rkgn_bhVnRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/p7O_Gq2tP7o/s72-c/1000imagensCAEAJ1BX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-8979076263924710084</id><published>2007-05-12T11:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T11:33:20.929+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ví la  eternidad en tus dedos....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RkWJvrhVnNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/e1o-XpxWlqo/s1600-h/1000imagensCAITPA9D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063604808277400786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RkWJvrhVnNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/e1o-XpxWlqo/s400/1000imagensCAITPA9D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618236015195392280-8979076263924710084?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/8979076263924710084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=8979076263924710084' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/8979076263924710084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/8979076263924710084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2007/05/v-la-eternidad-en-tus-dedos.html' title='Ví la  eternidad en tus dedos....'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_osSvmfCED2g/RkWJvrhVnNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/e1o-XpxWlqo/s72-c/1000imagensCAITPA9D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618236015195392280.post-583916810069497752</id><published>2007-05-11T19:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T20:41:39.267+02:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>Bueno.... otra vez por aquí. Hace ya tiempo que no escribía, así que creo que estaré un poco oxidada, pero lo haré de corazón que es lo que casí siempre importa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este espacio lo hago para mí, pero en cierta manera lo hago por y para tí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ssss....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5618236015195392280-583916810069497752?l=janeht.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/feeds/583916810069497752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5618236015195392280&amp;postID=583916810069497752' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/583916810069497752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5618236015195392280/posts/default/583916810069497752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janeht.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00608273139704189358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
