<?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-10066097</id><updated>2012-02-06T10:18:07.329+01:00</updated><category term='Naturaleza'/><category term='Ecuador'/><category term='Literatura'/><title type='text'>Flechas hacia la nada</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog para el suicidio de la conciencia</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-1720387014227276476</id><published>2008-06-16T22:39:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:54:46.247+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ecuador'/><title type='text'>Sueños sin angustia</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/_90v7nzZA12g/SFbTBoAUN8I/AAAAAAAAA_k/cDwuf0FvwBs/s1600-h/IMG_5549redcucia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/SFbTBoAUN8I/AAAAAAAAA_k/cDwuf0FvwBs/s400/IMG_5549redcucia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212585643600000962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inundaciones en el Ecuador - Marzo 2008&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La felicidad para mi consiste en gozar de buena salud, en dormir sin miedo y despertarme sin angustia."&lt;br /&gt;- Francoise Sagan  &lt;span&gt;(1935-2004) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-1720387014227276476?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/1720387014227276476/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=1720387014227276476' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/1720387014227276476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/1720387014227276476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2008/06/sueos-sin-angustia.html' title='Sueños sin angustia'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/SFbTBoAUN8I/AAAAAAAAA_k/cDwuf0FvwBs/s72-c/IMG_5549redcucia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-7479392227297323850</id><published>2008-06-14T17:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T17:44:25.369+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Miradas</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/_90v7nzZA12g/SFPmXXmcOjI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Ol4vICNemgk/s1600-h/fin+de+semana+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/SFPmXXmcOjI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Ol4vICNemgk/s400/fin+de+semana+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211762482944424498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ecuador - Diciembre 2008&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quien no comprende una mirada tampoco comprenderá una larga explicación."&lt;br /&gt;- Proverbio Árabe &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Frases de Proverbio árabe" href="http://www.proverbia.net/citasautor.asp?autor=789"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-7479392227297323850?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/7479392227297323850/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=7479392227297323850' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/7479392227297323850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/7479392227297323850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2008/06/miradas.html' title='Miradas'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/SFPmXXmcOjI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Ol4vICNemgk/s72-c/fin+de+semana+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-5268742307451460221</id><published>2008-06-10T23:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:21:17.175+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Literatura'/><title type='text'>Lean la belleza entre líneas</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/_90v7nzZA12g/SE7u1W1zplI/AAAAAAAAA-k/TZRWnXEC9a8/s1600-h/P4250781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/SE7u1W1zplI/AAAAAAAAA-k/TZRWnXEC9a8/s400/P4250781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210364419345983058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Salamanca - Abril 2008&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La lectura es el viaje de los que no pueden tomar el tren."&lt;br /&gt;-Francis de Croisset &lt;span&gt;(1877-1937)&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-5268742307451460221?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/5268742307451460221/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=5268742307451460221' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/5268742307451460221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/5268742307451460221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2008/06/lean-la-belleza-entre-lneas.html' title='Lean la belleza entre líneas'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/SE7u1W1zplI/AAAAAAAAA-k/TZRWnXEC9a8/s72-c/P4250781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-8865155646551997746</id><published>2008-06-09T13:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:13:15.681+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naturaleza'/><title type='text'>Detalles</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/_90v7nzZA12g/SE0Ps3EdEAI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ZqRCaAEdfv0/s1600-h/P3190121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/SE0Ps3EdEAI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ZqRCaAEdfv0/s400/P3190121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209837607308824578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Islas Galápagos - Marzo 2008&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Produce una inmensa tristeza pensar que la naturaleza habla mientras el género humano no escucha."&lt;br /&gt;-Víctor Hugo &lt;span&gt;(1802-1885) &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-8865155646551997746?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/8865155646551997746/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=8865155646551997746' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/8865155646551997746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/8865155646551997746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2008/06/detalles.html' title='Detalles'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/SE0Ps3EdEAI/AAAAAAAAA-M/ZqRCaAEdfv0/s72-c/P3190121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-5152453642045882506</id><published>2007-08-04T01:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T01:14:14.146+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Promesas en la cima</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/_90v7nzZA12g/RrO2CGbmnWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dAoP6A7NZj4/s1600-h/P7240161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RrO2CGbmnWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dAoP6A7NZj4/s400/P7240161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094615750688546146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pico Curavacas (Palencia - España) - Julio 2007&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intentad dejar este mundo un poco mejor de como os lo encontrásteis.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- Robert Baden-Powell , Fundador del Movimiento Scout Mundial. (1857-1941) -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-5152453642045882506?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/5152453642045882506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=5152453642045882506' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/5152453642045882506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/5152453642045882506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2007/08/promesas-en-la-cima.html' title='Promesas en la cima'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RrO2CGbmnWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dAoP6A7NZj4/s72-c/P7240161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-7763670875709017116</id><published>2007-06-28T17:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T17:22:31.110+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Antiguo y nuevo testamento</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/_90v7nzZA12g/RoPPt_82GvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GvDcOVZTNx0/s1600-h/pianoforte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RoPPt_82GvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GvDcOVZTNx0/s400/pianoforte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081133193771752178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valladolid - Junio 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;© Monde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-7763670875709017116?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/7763670875709017116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=7763670875709017116' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/7763670875709017116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/7763670875709017116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2007/06/mi-pianoforte.html' title='Antiguo y nuevo testamento'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RoPPt_82GvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GvDcOVZTNx0/s72-c/pianoforte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-6816406920328436933</id><published>2007-06-28T15:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T15:08:44.034+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi piano</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/_90v7nzZA12g/RoOyZ_82GuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WFGXCse46X4/s1600-h/Teclado-casa-plastificado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RoOyZ_82GuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WFGXCse46X4/s400/Teclado-casa-plastificado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081100964337162978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valladolid - Junio 2007&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-6816406920328436933?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/6816406920328436933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=6816406920328436933' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/6816406920328436933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/6816406920328436933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2007/06/mi-piano.html' title='Mi piano'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RoOyZ_82GuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WFGXCse46X4/s72-c/Teclado-casa-plastificado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-9107718877603129823</id><published>2007-05-12T22:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T22:19:53.916+02:00</updated><title type='text'>¿El tiempo del agua se agota?... Sensibilicémonos e invirtamos el tiempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RkYghtLQf4I/AAAAAAAAALc/HoYXj89NBy4/s1600-h/P2070024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RkYghtLQf4I/AAAAAAAAALc/HoYXj89NBy4/s400/P2070024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063770594459287426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La década de los 90 fue la más calurosa registrada desde 1861, y 1998 el año más cálido (Grupo Intergubernamental de Expertos sobre el Cambio Climático, IPCC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Durante el siglo XX la temperatura media global ha aumentado 0,6º C, y la media europea alrededor de 0,95º C. En España este aumento ha sido mayor, de 1,5º C. Casi dos tercios de este incremento se han producido a partir de 1975 (IPCC).&lt;/p&gt;                                 &lt;p&gt;La concentración de CO2 en la atmósfera es ya un 36% superior a la que había antes de la Revolución Industrial, la más alta registrada en los últimos 420.000 años y también, posiblemente, en los últimos 20 millones de años. El ritmo actual de crecimiento no tiene precedentes, al menos en los últimos 20.000 años (IPCC). &lt;/p&gt; Se prevé que a finales de este siglo la temperatura media global suba entre 1,4º y 5,8º C. (IPCC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimientoclima.org/"&gt;- www.movimientoclima.org -&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-9107718877603129823?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/9107718877603129823/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=9107718877603129823' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/9107718877603129823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/9107718877603129823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2007/05/el-tiempo-del-agua-se-agota.html' title='¿El tiempo del agua se agota?... Sensibilicémonos e invirtamos el tiempo'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RkYghtLQf4I/AAAAAAAAALc/HoYXj89NBy4/s72-c/P2070024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-4681182618436879030</id><published>2007-05-12T22:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T22:10:30.089+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Manifiesto para la aduana general de la república</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No vayan a prohibirme la nostalgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No decreten que ese dolor interno es subversivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Déjenme allá soñar que no me he ido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;como ahora sueño aquí que ya me fui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Permitan el libre flujo del delirio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la entrada y la salida del espíritu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No se dejen seducir por los papeles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nadie va a traficar con ilusiones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Los fantasmas sinceros no usan joyas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Los perros no perciben las imágenes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El sufrimiento no sale en las pantallas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plana y grises de los rayos X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vuestros agentes especiales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿deducen las metáforas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No ilegalicen la tristeza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Es solamente amparo, no hay peligro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No le impongan impuestos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al cariño, al vacío, la asfixia, la amargura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Las ruinas de la patria están seguras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tranquilos compañeros. Ya nos vamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Vidas Oficios", Los poemas de la cárcel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Raúl Rivero-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-4681182618436879030?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/4681182618436879030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=4681182618436879030' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/4681182618436879030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/4681182618436879030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2007/05/manifiesto-para-la-aduana-general-de-la.html' title='Manifiesto para la aduana general de la república'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-4260676971121916760</id><published>2007-05-09T19:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T20:00:09.852+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cita Temporal</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/_90v7nzZA12g/RkILUNLQf3I/AAAAAAAAALU/3pdb5qrARNI/s1600-h/P2110059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RkILUNLQf3I/AAAAAAAAALU/3pdb5qrARNI/s400/P2110059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062621372880027506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Berlín (Alemania) - Febrero 2007&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yo soy el que volvía&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y he vuelto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero el aparecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no es quien prometió el regreso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;es una sombra a mano alzada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;del hombre que te dijo: volveré.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Es cierto también que la recurva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no acaba en el punto de partida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sino en la copia ajada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rota en los bordes superiores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de la muchacha que inspiró la promesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yo soy el que volvía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y no he vuelto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perdóname por enviar este desastre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tú ibas a esperarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y dejaste en el sitio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la hojarasca de un otoño parcial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y violentado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Estamos en paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yo no vine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y tú no me esperaste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Cita Temporal" de Vidas y Oficios (Poemas en la cárcel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Raúl Rivero -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-4260676971121916760?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/4260676971121916760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=4260676971121916760' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/4260676971121916760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/4260676971121916760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2007/05/cita-temporal.html' title='Cita Temporal'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RkILUNLQf3I/AAAAAAAAALU/3pdb5qrARNI/s72-c/P2110059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-5028541533573206125</id><published>2007-02-28T21:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T12:00:11.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Café...,por favor?</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/_90v7nzZA12g/ReXiye8H19I/AAAAAAAAAFA/T2ipW9L-CGo/s1600-h/CAFE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/ReXiye8H19I/AAAAAAAAAFA/T2ipW9L-CGo/s400/CAFE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036681115210340306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Café&lt;br /&gt;Berlín (Alemania) - Febrero 2007&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"La mujer es como una buena taza de café: la primera vez que se toma, no deja dormir."&lt;br /&gt;-Alejandro Dumas (1803-1870)-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-5028541533573206125?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/5028541533573206125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=5028541533573206125' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/5028541533573206125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/5028541533573206125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2007/02/cafpor-favor.html' title='¿Café...,por favor?'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/ReXiye8H19I/AAAAAAAAAFA/T2ipW9L-CGo/s72-c/CAFE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-2554813637718576310</id><published>2007-01-07T20:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T20:35:12.948+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Máscaras</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/_90v7nzZA12g/RaFKHFLQicI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZVCw4g2o6sk/s1600-h/P1070118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RaFKHFLQicI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZVCw4g2o6sk/s400/P1070118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017372945376381378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            Máscaras&lt;br /&gt;Valladolid (España) - Enero 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Luz y sombras en la escena&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan contorno a los actores&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y a revelar sus pasiones &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en tan soberbia faena.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son tristezas o alegrías.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El bien o el mal aparece.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién sabe lo que acontece?...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu rostro cambiarías.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-2554813637718576310?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/2554813637718576310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=2554813637718576310' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/2554813637718576310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/2554813637718576310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2007/01/mscaras.html' title='Máscaras'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90v7nzZA12g/RaFKHFLQicI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZVCw4g2o6sk/s72-c/P1070118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116571071805154566</id><published>2006-12-10T01:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:32:37.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperanza para el futuro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/1600/467597/P4020093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/400/179077/P4020093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Monumento a las víctimas judías del Holocauto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Berlín (Alemania) - Junio 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Localizado entre la Puerta de Brandeburgo y la plaza de Potsdam -cerca de donde estuvo la macabra &lt;i style=""&gt;Reichskanzlei &lt;/i&gt;de Adolf Hitler-, el terreno de 19.000 metros cuadrados con 2711 bloques de hormigón pretende no sólo recordar a los seis millones de víctimas judías del horror nazi sino "ser un lugar de esperanza para el futuro", como declaró su arquitecto Peter Eisenman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/1600/916951/P4020089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/400/960456/P4020089.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Monumento a las víctimas judías del Holocauto&lt;br /&gt;Berlín (Alemania) - Junio 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;El patio de estelas de hasta cinco metros de altura "será un lugar sin nombres, un lugar de silencio en la ciudad, en que el visitante reflexione sobre el pasado, el hoy y el futuro", explicó Eisenman "No quise hacer un cementerio, un lugar de muerte, sino de esperanza para el futuro", enfatizó el arquitecto, para quien este laberíntico patio de bloques de concreto debe ser un sitio donde el paseante "oiga las voces" de las víctimas. A pesar de los riesgos que conlleva que esté al aire libre -tanto graffiti como ataques neonazis- se optó por un monumento abierto, que pueda ser visitado siempre y al cual se pueda acceder por todos lados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/1600/248563/P4020087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/400/78974/P4020087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Monumento a las víctimas judías del Holocauto&lt;br /&gt; Berlín (Alemania) - Junio 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;El lugar &lt;strong&gt;formó parte después de la frontera de la extinta República Democrática de Alemania (RDA)&lt;/strong&gt; y, por tanto, de la&lt;strong&gt; "línea de la muerte"&lt;/strong&gt; para quienes intentaban cruzarla de este a oeste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;El recinto alberga ahora en su subsuelo, bajo unos bloques de hormigón que pesan una media de ocho toneladas cada uno,&lt;strong&gt; un "centro de información"&lt;/strong&gt; en el que se documenta la persecución de los judíos por el régimen nazi a través de destinos individuales de víctimas del Holocausto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116571071805154566?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116571071805154566/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116571071805154566' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116571071805154566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116571071805154566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/12/esperanza-para-el-futuro.html' title='Esperanza para el futuro'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116571022156559423</id><published>2006-12-10T01:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:23:53.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tercer Reich</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/1600/21082/P4020140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/400/451556/P4020140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fotografía del museo del terror&lt;br /&gt;Berlín (Alemania) - Junio 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt;"El hombre nació en la barbarie, cuando matar a su semejante era una condición normal de la existencia. Se le otorgo una conciencia. Y ahora ha llegado el día en que la violencia hacia otro ser humano debe volverse tan aborrecible como comer la carne de otro."&lt;br /&gt;- Marin Luther King &lt;font&gt;(1929-1968)  Religioso estadounidense. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116571022156559423?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116571022156559423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116571022156559423' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116571022156559423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116571022156559423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/12/tercer-reich.html' title='Tercer Reich'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116570928889015324</id><published>2006-12-10T01:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:08:14.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alta tensión</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/1600/65841/P2110019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/400/564770/P2110019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Auschwitz (Poland) - April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Una de las tablas con letrero " Cuidado, alta tensión. Peligro para la vida", que rodeaban el campo. Estaba prohibido cruzar la zona delante de la valla y el hacerlo provocaba una reacción inmediata de un SS de la torre de vigilancia - un disparo de fusil. A Veces los prisioneros intentaban cometer suicidio y se lanazabn a lo alambres bajo tensión&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116570928889015324?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116570928889015324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116570928889015324' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116570928889015324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116570928889015324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/12/alta-tensin.html' title='Alta tensión'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116570903999313913</id><published>2006-12-10T00:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:04:06.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>El gas de la muerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/1600/404146/P2110018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/400/153863/P2110018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Auschwitz (Poland) - April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;"El exterminio tenía el desarrollo siguiente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;A los judíos destinados al exterminio se les llevaba de forma tan tranquila como era posible a los crematorios - aparte a los hombres, aparte a las mujeres. En el guardarropa los prisioneros empleados en el Sonderkommando decían a los judíos en su idioma materno que habían venido allí sólo para el baño y el despioje y les amonestaban para que pusieran sus cosas en orden y sobre todo encontrarlas rápidamente después del despioje. Los mismos presos del Sonderkommando tenían mucho interés en que todo pasara rápiada, eficaz y tranquilamente. Después de desnudarse los judíos pasaban a la cámara de gas provista de duchas y tubos de agua, lo cual daba una impresión total de baño. Primero entraban las mujeres con los niños, luego los hombres que siempre eran menos numerosos. Todo esto casi siempre se desarrollaba en tranquilidad porque los presos del Sonderkommando tranquilizaban a las personas inquietas o a las que ,tal vez, presintieran la desgracia. Además, dichos presos, así como uno de los SS quedaban en la cámara hasta casi el último momento.Luegola puerta se atornillaba rápidamente y los desinfectadores, que ya estaban esperando, a través de unas aberturas en el techo inmediatamente echaban ciclón que bajaba hasta el suelo por unos conductos especiales. Esto ocasioanaba la propagación inmediata del gas. A través de una mirilla en la puerta podía verse las personas que estaban más cerca de los conductos de entrada del gas inmediatamente se caían muertas. Casi un tercio de las víctimas se moría en seguida. Los demás empezaban a apretarse, gritar, tomar aire. Dentro de poco el grito se convertía en un estertor y depués de unos minutos todos estaban tumbados. Pasados 20 minutos como máximo ya nos e movía nadie. En una media hora después de echar el gas se abrían las pueras y se encendía la ventilación. Inmediatamente se procedía a quitar los cadáveres. No podían observarse ningunos cambios corporales, ni calambres ni cambios de color. Sólo después de permanecer más tiempo, es decir, pasadas algunas horas , solían aparecer manchas verdoas mortuorias. Asimismo, el ensuciamiento con excrementos era poco frequente. No se constataban ningunas lesiones . Las caras no estaban desfiguradas. Después el Sonderkommano quitaba a los cadáveres los dientes de oro y a las mujeres se les cortaba el pelo, y luego los cadáveres subían en ascensores arriba, a lor hornos que ya estaban encendidos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;- De las memorias del comandante del campo de Auschwitz, el SS- Obersturmbannführer Rudolf Höss -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116570903999313913?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116570903999313913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116570903999313913' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116570903999313913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116570903999313913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/12/el-gas-de-la-muerte.html' title='El gas de la muerte'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116570799710055809</id><published>2006-12-10T00:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:47:09.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Los barracones del infierno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/1600/221857/P2110029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/400/855478/P2110029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Auschwitz (Poland) - April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; " Fueron colocadas destinados para cuadras de caballos, los bloques no estaban divididos con ningún tabique, sin ventanas, sólo con cristalitos pequeños y opacos arriba, debajo del techo. Entre el tejado y la pared, alrededor de todo el bloque había aberturas, muy buenas como ventiladores de la cuadra, no obstante algo menos adecuadas para cumplir este objetivo en el caso de las personas. Por estas aberturas entraba la lluvia y la nieve, corría el viento. Al dormir en su proximidad inmediata, las mujeres a menudo se despertaban por la noche empapadas o cubiertas e una capa de nieve. Puesto que yo mismo viví luego en un barracón semejante,tengo alguna idea de cçómo era esto en la práctica. Por ejemplo, cuando llueve, al agua chorrea no sólo a través de las aberturas laterales, sino , también, a través de los tejados crónicamente agujereados. Los bloques no tienen suelo, sin o un pavimento de barro, con lo que en el bloque aparece un lodo blanco en que uno se hunde, igual que fuera del bloque. Los zapatos son raros y os zuecos de madera se pegan cada dos por tres y se caen de los pies. Por lo general, las mujeres van vestidas con uniformes soviéticos, viejos y rotos, y llevan pañuelos en las vcabezas rapadas. A un puñado de privilegiadas pertenecen aquellas que poseen zuecos de madera, que por norma les están algunos números demasiado grandes y que rocen los pies de madera terrible (lo sé por mi propia experiencia). Los cambios de la ropa interior se dan rarísismas veces, e incluso si tienen lugar, se trata de trapos viejos, sucios y rotos. Al principio no había por completo ni agua ni saneamiento. Por esto, el lavado no se incluía en el programa de los deberes del campo. Las mujeres se lavaban en café o en té que tenían que comprar a sus compañeras por pan".&lt;br /&gt;- Del informe de un prisionero polaco, Jerzy Tabeau, escrito después de la fuga del campo en 1943 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116570799710055809?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116570799710055809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116570799710055809' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116570799710055809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116570799710055809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/12/los-barracones-del-infierno.html' title='Los barracones del infierno'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116502348830871509</id><published>2006-12-02T02:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T02:38:18.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Arbeit macht frei (El trabajo te hará libre)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/1600/192965/P2110024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/400/92164/P2110024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Auschwitz (Poland) - April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;"Todos los días, a través de esta puerta miles de prisioneros salían a trabajar durante muchas horas en los terrenos colindantes del campo. Por las noches volvían agotados, trayendo consigo al campo los cuerpos de aquellos que murieron en el curso del trabajo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116502348830871509?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116502348830871509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116502348830871509' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116502348830871509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116502348830871509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/12/arbeit-macht-frei-el-trabajo-te-har.html' title='Arbeit macht frei (El trabajo te hará libre)'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116502253600170742</id><published>2006-12-02T02:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T02:22:24.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A cry of despair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/1600/805503/P2110031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/400/758416/P2110031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Auschwitz (Poland) - April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116502253600170742?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116502253600170742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116502253600170742' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116502253600170742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116502253600170742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/12/cry-of-despair.html' title='A cry of despair'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116502232865163606</id><published>2006-12-02T02:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T02:18:58.770+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Miedo al vacío</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/1600/346976/P2110014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/400/567143/P2110014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Auschwitz (Polonia) - Abril 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Los hombres han de colocarse por separado, las mujeres por separado. Esta orden cayó sobre la gente como plomo. Ahora, cuando ya se está en la última etapa, cuando ya se ha llegado al término del campo, ordenan separar, cortar, lo inseparable. Ordenan quebrantar lo inquebrantable, lo que fue unido y se soldó en una unidad indisoluble. Nadie se mueve de su lugar, porque nadie es capaz de creer lo que no es para creer. No es posible que lo irreal se haya vuelto realidad, un hecho. Pero la lluvia de golpes que cayó sobre las primeras filas de la gente produjo tal efecto que incluso en las filas más alejadas las familias empezaron a separarse [...] Se creía que estaba empezando un procedimiento formal de establecer con precisión el número de los recién llegados, cada sexo por separado. Se percibía que estaba llegando el momento más importante, en que había que consolarse mutuamente e infundirse ánimo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Del manuscrito de un prisionero judío, Zalmen Gradowski, encontrado después de la Guerra en el terreno del antiguo campo -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116502232865163606?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116502232865163606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116502232865163606' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116502232865163606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116502232865163606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/12/miedo-al-vaco.html' title='Miedo al vacío'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116502171418586065</id><published>2006-12-02T01:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T02:08:42.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Residencia de la muerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/1600/601131/P2110021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5411/761/400/555340/P2110021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Auschwitz (Poland) - April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arrastrarnos los pies a través de un terreno empapado y fangoso,llenos de temor y sin poder más. Llegamos a nuestras tumbas, tal y como llamamos nuestras nuevas casas. Antes de que nos arrastráramos a ese nuevo lugar, apenas habíamos tomado aliento, ya algunos de nosotros recibieron porrazos en las cabezas o de las caras heridas. Es la primera bienvenida que se da a los recién llegados. Todos están aturdidos y miran alrededor preguntándose adónde les habrían traído. Inmediatamente pasan a informarnos de que habíamos recibido una muestra de la vida del campo. Allí reina una disciplina férrea. Allí nos encontramos en un campo de la muerte. Es una isla muerta. El hombre no viene allí para vivir, sino para, tarde o temprano, encontrar su muerte. Allí no hay espacio para la vida. Es una residencia de la muerte..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- De un manuscrito después de la liberación en el terreno del antiguo campo, escrito por un prisionero judío, Zalmen Gradowski -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116502171418586065?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116502171418586065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116502171418586065' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116502171418586065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116502171418586065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/12/residencia-de-la-muerte.html' title='Residencia de la muerte'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116406668169667759</id><published>2006-11-21T00:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:53:27.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Muerte en Venecia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/PA300150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/PA300150.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Venecia (Italia) - Octubre 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116406668169667759?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116406668169667759/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116406668169667759' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406668169667759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406668169667759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/muerte-en-venecia.html' title='Muerte en Venecia'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116406618342410611</id><published>2006-11-21T00:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:43:09.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Venecia ...sólo Venecia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/PA300223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/PA300223.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Canales (Venecia - Italia) - Octubre 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;font&gt;El que no posee el don de maravillarse ni de entusiasmarse más le valdría estar muerto, porque sus ojos están cerrados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;- Albert Einstein (1879-1955) - Científico estadounidense de origen alemán.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116406618342410611?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116406618342410611/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116406618342410611' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406618342410611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406618342410611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/venecia-slo-venecia.html' title='Venecia ...sólo Venecia'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116406602703681528</id><published>2006-11-21T00:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:40:40.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Duelo de colores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/PA300142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/PA300142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Venecia (Italia) - Octubre 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;font&gt;  El espectáculo de lo bello, en cualquier forma en que se presente, levanta la mente a nobles aspiraciones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;- Gustavo Adolfo Béquer (1836-1870) - Poeta español.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/PA300142%3Diluminada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/PA300142%3Diluminada.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Venecia (Italia) - Octubre 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116406602703681528?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116406602703681528/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116406602703681528' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406602703681528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406602703681528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/duelo-de-colores.html' title='Duelo de colores'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116406566660317289</id><published>2006-11-21T00:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:35:00.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Destellos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/PA300216.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/PA300216.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plaza de San Marcos (Venecia - Italia) - Octubre 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116406566660317289?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116406566660317289/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116406566660317289' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406566660317289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406566660317289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/destellos.html' title='Destellos'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116406544503324753</id><published>2006-11-21T00:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:37:50.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La góndola contra el transatlántico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/PA310289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/PA310289.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Venecia (Italia) - octubre 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  "El motor de la historia es la lucha de clases." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;- Karl Marx (1818-1883) - Filósofo y economista alemán.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116406544503324753?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116406544503324753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116406544503324753' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406544503324753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406544503324753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/la-gndola-contra-el-transatlntico.html' title='La góndola contra el transatlántico'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116406519055175798</id><published>2006-11-21T00:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:56:45.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflejos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/PA310320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/PA310320.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;El gran canal (Venecia - Italia) - Octubre 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116406519055175798?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116406519055175798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116406519055175798' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406519055175798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406519055175798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/reflejos.html' title='Reflejos'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116406510339791225</id><published>2006-11-21T00:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:25:31.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplación de una paloma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC05516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC05516.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC05516.jpg"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;Basílica de San Marcos (Venecia - Italia ) - Octubre 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC05516.jpg"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;"Mientras que para la sociedad no existe mayor pecado que la vida contemplativa, los más cultos opinan que la contemplación es la ocupación natural del hombre."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;- Oscar Wilde (1854-1900) - Dramaturgo y novelista irlandés.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116406510339791225?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116406510339791225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116406510339791225' title='18 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406510339791225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116406510339791225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/contemplacin-de-una-paloma.html' title='Contemplación de una paloma'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116384625206769071</id><published>2006-11-18T11:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T11:38:29.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Naturaleza en estado puro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/enbo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/enbo.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;© Grupo Scout "Cruz del Sur"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  "La libertad es aquella facultad que aumenta la utilidad de todas las demás facultades."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;- Inmanuel Kant (1724-1804) - Filosofo alemán.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;"No deseo copiar a la naturaleza. Me interesa más ponerme a la par de ella."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;- Georges Braque &lt;font&gt;(1882-1963) - Pintor francés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;"El hombre, en su orgullo, creó a Dios a su imagen y semejanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;- Friedrich Nietzche (1844-1900) - Filosofo alemán.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116384625206769071?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116384625206769071/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116384625206769071' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116384625206769071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116384625206769071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/naturaleza-en-estado-puro.html' title='Naturaleza en estado puro'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116381385758786530</id><published>2006-11-18T02:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:37:43.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentaciones II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/P4160058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/P4160058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="t"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tarta Sacher Vienesa - Sacher (Viena - Austria) - junio 2006&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; "La mejor manera de librarse de la tentación es caer en ella."&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;- Oscar wilde (1854-1900) - Dramaturgo y novelista irlandés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eres tan dulce... que sólo con mirarte engordo"&lt;br /&gt;"Si me dejas comer a mi primero, es que te importo de veras."&lt;br /&gt;- Dichos españoles -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116381385758786530?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116381385758786530/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116381385758786530' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381385758786530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381385758786530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/tentaciones-ii.html' title='Tentaciones II'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116381347490122735</id><published>2006-11-18T02:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:31:14.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Break Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/P6020044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/P6020044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deggendorf (Alemania) - junio 2006&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; "El baile es escultura en movimiento."&lt;a title="Frases de Sorell" href="http://www.proverbia.net/citasautor.asp?autor=937"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="q"&gt; &lt;div class="t"&gt;- Sorell -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Movimiento es el paso de la potencia al acto."&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Aristóteles (384 AC-322 AC) - Filósofo griego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116381347490122735?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116381347490122735/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116381347490122735' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381347490122735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381347490122735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/break-dance.html' title='Break Dance'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116381316485441401</id><published>2006-11-18T02:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:26:04.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentaciones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/PA310233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/PA310233.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Imagen de un cartel en Venecia ( Italia ) - Octubre 2006&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="q"&gt; &lt;div class="t"&gt; &lt;div class="q"&gt; &lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt; &lt;div class="t"&gt;"Nadie está graduado en el arte de la vida mientras no haya sido tentado."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- George Eliot (1819-1880) - Seudónimo de Mary Anne Evans. Novelista británica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; "El infierno y el paraíso me parecen desproporcionados. Los actos de los hombres no merecen tanto."&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Jose Luis Borges (1899-1986) - Escritor argentino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="q"&gt; &lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"El mejor placer en la vida es hacer lo que la gente te dice que no puedes hacer."&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;- &lt;span&gt;Walter Bagehot (1826-1877) - Economista y jurista inglés.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116381316485441401?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116381316485441401/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116381316485441401' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381316485441401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381316485441401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/tentaciones.html' title='Tentaciones'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116381262567278829</id><published>2006-11-18T02:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:17:05.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>El poder de la fantasía y la magia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/afternoon1%20%2815%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/afternoon1%20%2815%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Krakow - Abril 2006&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="t"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"La fantasía, aislada de la razón, sólo produce monstruos imposibles. Unida a ella, en cambio, es la madre del arte y fuente de sus deseos."&lt;br /&gt;- Francisco de Goya -&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/afternoon1%20%2816%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/afternoon1%20%2816%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Krakow - Abril 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; © Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;" class="t"&gt;"La magia es un puente que te permite ir del mundo visible hacia el invisible. Y aprender las lecciones de ambos mundos."&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;" class="a"&gt;- Paulo Coelho &lt;span&gt;(1947-?) - Escritor brasileño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a title="Frases de Francisco de Goya" href="http://www.proverbia.net/citasautor.asp?autor=440"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116381262567278829?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116381262567278829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116381262567278829' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381262567278829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381262567278829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/el-poder-de-la-fantasa-y-la-magia.html' title='El poder de la fantasía y la magia'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116381233965540048</id><published>2006-11-18T02:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:12:19.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Maravillas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/P8210292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/P8210292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La alhambra de Granada(España) - Agosto 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;a Alhambra, que significa "la roja", por la montaña donde está situada, no es sólo el más bello, sino también el mejor conservado y más antiguo de todos los palacios árabes que quedan en el mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tercer poema en la torre de la Cautiva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; «Esta obra ha venido a engalanar la Alhambra;&lt;br /&gt;es morada para los pacíficos y para los guerreros;&lt;br /&gt;Calahorra que contiene un palacio.&lt;br /&gt;¡Di que es una fortaleza y a la vez una mansión para la alegría!&lt;br /&gt;Es un palacio en el cual el esplendor está repartido&lt;br /&gt;entre su techo, su suelo y sus cuatro paredes;&lt;br /&gt;en el estuco y en los azulejos hay maravillas,&lt;br /&gt;pero las labradas maderas de su techo aún son más extraordinarias;&lt;br /&gt;fueron reunidas y su unión dio lugar a la más perfecta&lt;br /&gt;construcción donde ya había la más elevada mansión;&lt;br /&gt;parecen imágenes poéticas, paranomasias y trasposiciones,&lt;br /&gt;los enramados e incrustaciones.&lt;br /&gt;Aparece ante nosotros el rostro de Yusúf como una señal&lt;br /&gt;es donde se han reunido todas las perfecciones.&lt;br /&gt;Es de la gloriosa tribu de Jazray cuyas obras en pro de la religión&lt;br /&gt;son como las aurora cuya luz aparece en el horizonte.»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116381233965540048?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116381233965540048/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116381233965540048' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381233965540048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381233965540048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/maravillas.html' title='Maravillas...'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116381177119015177</id><published>2006-11-18T01:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:02:56.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Víctimas de la moda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC05382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC05382.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Milán (Italia) - Octubre 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="q"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La moda es la manada; lo interesante es hacer lo que a uno le de la gana.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;- Luis Buñuel(1900-1983) - Cineasta español.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116381177119015177?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116381177119015177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116381177119015177' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381177119015177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381177119015177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/vctimas-de-la-moda.html' title='Víctimas de la moda'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116381148646024839</id><published>2006-11-18T01:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:58:45.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'>El obelisco del conocimiento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/P4020117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/P4020117.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Berlín - Junio 2006&lt;br /&gt;© Monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La filosofía es la que nos distingue de los salvajes y bárbaros; las naciones son tanto más civilizadas y cultas cuanto mejor filosofan sus hombres."&lt;div class="q"&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt; &lt;div class="q"&gt;  &lt;div class="o"&gt;- &lt;font&gt;René Descartes(1596-1650) - Filósofo y matemático francés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;font&gt;"Sólo en la filosofía es donde cada pensador, cuando es original, determina no únicamente lo que quiere responder, sino lo que quiere preguntar para responder al concepto de filosofía."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;- &lt;font&gt;Georg Simmel(1858-1918) - Sociólogo y filósofo alemán.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Son filósofos verdaderos aquellos a quienes gusta contemplar la verdad."&lt;br /&gt;- Platón -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116381148646024839?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116381148646024839/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116381148646024839' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381148646024839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381148646024839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/el-obelisco-del-conocimiento.html' title='El obelisco del conocimiento'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116381081602200990</id><published>2006-11-18T01:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:46:56.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'>El fuego del extranjero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC03897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC03897.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mi "hermano" Bousslham&lt;br /&gt;Sierra Elvira (Granada) - Abril 2005&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h1 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;NO ME LLAMES EXTRANJERO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;       &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;No me llames extranjero, por que haya nacido        lejos,&lt;br /&gt;     O por que tenga otro nombre la tierra de donde vengo&lt;br /&gt;     No me llames extranjero, por que fue distinto el seno&lt;br /&gt;     O por que acunó mi infancia otro idioma de los cuentos,&lt;br /&gt;     No me llames extranjero si en el amor de una madre,&lt;br /&gt;     Tuvimos la misma luz en el canto y en el beso,&lt;br /&gt;     Con que nos sueñan iguales las madres contra su pecho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;No me llames extranjero, ni pienses de donde        vengo,&lt;br /&gt;     Mejor saber donde vamos, adonde nos lleva el tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;     No me llames extranjero, por que tu pan y tu fuego,&lt;br /&gt;     Calman mi hambre y frío, y me cobije tu techo,&lt;br /&gt;     No me llames extranjero tu trigo es como mi trigo&lt;br /&gt;     Tu mano como la mía, tu fuego como mi fuego,&lt;br /&gt;     Y el hambre no avisa nunca, vive cambiando de dueño.&lt;br /&gt;     Y me llamas extranjero por que me trajo un camino,&lt;br /&gt;     Por que nací en otro pueblo, por que conozco otros mares,&lt;br /&gt;     Y zarpé un día de otro puerto, si siempre quedan iguales en        el&lt;br /&gt;     Adiós los pañuelos, y las pupilas borrosas de los que dejamos&lt;br /&gt;     Lejos, los amigos que nos nombran y son iguales los besos&lt;br /&gt;     Y el amor de la que sueña con el día del regreso.&lt;br /&gt;     No me llames extranjero, traemos el mismo grito,&lt;br /&gt;     El mismo cansancio viejo que viene arrastrando el hombre&lt;br /&gt;     Desde el fondo de los tiempos, cuando no existían fronteras,&lt;br /&gt;     Antes que vinieran ellos, los que dividen y matan,&lt;br /&gt;     Los que roban los que mienten los que venden nuestros sueños,&lt;br /&gt;     Los que inventaron un día, esta palabra, extranjero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;No me llames extranjero que es una palabra        triste,&lt;br /&gt;     Que es una palabra helada huele a olvido y a destierro,&lt;br /&gt;     No me llames extranjero mira tu niño y el mío&lt;br /&gt;     Como corren de la mano hasta el final del sendero,&lt;br /&gt;     No me llames extranjero ellos no saben de idiomas&lt;br /&gt;     De límites ni banderas, míralos se van al cielo&lt;br /&gt;     Por una risa paloma que los reúne en el vuelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;No me llames extranjero piensa en tu hermano        y el mío&lt;br /&gt;     El cuerpo lleno de balas besando de muerte el suelo,&lt;br /&gt;     Ellos no eran extranjeros se conocían de siempre&lt;br /&gt;     Por la libertad eterna e igual de libres murieron&lt;br /&gt;     No me llames extranjero, mírame bien a los ojos,&lt;br /&gt;     Mucho más allá del odio, del egoísmo y el miedo,&lt;br /&gt;     Y verás que soy un hombre, no puedo ser extranjero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;- RAFAEL AMOR -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116381081602200990?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116381081602200990/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116381081602200990' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381081602200990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381081602200990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/el-fuego-del-extranjero.html' title='El fuego del extranjero'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116381018267503815</id><published>2006-11-18T00:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:42:55.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Música en movimiento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/afternoon1%20%2818%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/afternoon1%20%2818%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Krakow (Poland) - April 2006&lt;br /&gt;© Monde   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="q"&gt; &lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"El jarrón da forma al vacío y la música al silencio."&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;- Georges Braque (1882-1963) - Pintor francés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;&lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;"La música empieza donde se acaba el lenguaje."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; -E.T.A. Hoffmann(1776-1822) - Escritor, pintor y músico alemán.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116381018267503815?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116381018267503815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116381018267503815' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381018267503815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116381018267503815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/11/msica-en-movimiento.html' title='Música en movimiento'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116145404438851342</id><published>2006-10-21T19:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T20:07:24.480+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Swaziland : the world's highest HIV infection rates at 42.6 percent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/mapa%20mejor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/mapa%20mejor.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The Kingdom of Swaziland is a small, landlocked  country in Southern Africa (one of the smallest on the continent), situated on the eastern slope of the  Drakensberg mountains, embedded between South Africa  in the west and Mozambique in the east. The country is named after the Swazi, a Bantu tribe. Due in part to a high rate of HIV infection, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;has the world's lowest life expenctancy , 32.62 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Human remains and artifacts from more than 100,000 years ago&lt;/span&gt; have been found in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/paisaje.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/paisaje.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;After the South African War South African War &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_African_War" title="South African War"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;"  lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of 1899-1902 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1902" title="1902"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;"  lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; became a British protectorate. The country was eventually granted independence on September 6,1968 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/September_6" title="September 6"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;"  lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Since then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; has seen a struggle between pro-democracy activists and the totalitarian monarchy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The constitution that was adopted in 1968 was suspended in 1973 in a State of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Emergency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; decree presumably still in force today, though the government claims that it has been dissolved. In 2001 King Mswati III appointed a committee to draft a new constitution. Drafts were released for comment in May 2003 and November 2004. However, they were strongly criticised by civil society organizations in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; and human rights organisations elsewhere. In 2005, the constitution was put into effect though there is still much debate in the country about that issue.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is one of the world's last remaining absolute monarchies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/rey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/rey.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The king, who is known as Ngweyama - "the lion" - often appears in public in traditional dress and has many wives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King Mswati&lt;/span&gt; has shown no enthusiasm for sharing power, but banned opposition parties and trade unions have been vocal in their demands for greater democracy and limits on the king's power. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;With peaceful change in neighbouring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;South Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Mozambique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; has been described as an island of dictatorship in a sea of democracy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Royalists have argued that democracy creates division, and that a monarch is a strong unifying force.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/sida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/sida.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;King Mswati III is often strongly criticized for living so lavishly in a nation that is afflicted by the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; world's highest HIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; infection rates at 42.6 percent&lt;/span&gt;. His fleet of luxury cars, and the millions spent towards refurbishing his numerous wives' luxury mansions, are at odds with the approximately 34 percent of the population that stand unemployed, and nearly 70 percent of the population who live on less than a dollar a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; is one of the poorest nations in the world, and has a very low HDI development score.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; offers a wide variety of landscapes, from the mountains along the Mozambican border to savannas in the east and  rainforest&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rainforest" title="Rainforest"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;"  lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the northwest. Several rivers flow through the country, such as the Lusufu River&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Lusutfu_River&amp;action=edit" title="Lusutfu River"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;"  lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. With 50,000 inhabitants, the capital, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Mbabane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;, is the largest town in the country; other large towns include Manzini &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manzini" title="Manzini"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;"  lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Lobamba &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lobamba" title="Lobamba"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;"  lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Siteki &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Siteki" title="Siteki"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;"  lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Economy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; ranks among the more prosperous countries in Africa . &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most of the high-level economic activity is in the hands of non-Africans&lt;/span&gt;, but ethnic Swazis are becoming more active. Small entrepreneurs are moving into middle management positions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/billete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/billete.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;70% of Swazis live in rural areas and are being ravaged by drought and a resulting food crisis that threatens hundreds of thousands with hunger. The past few years have seen wavering economic growth, which has been exacerbated by the economy's inability to create new jobs at the same rate that new job seekers enter the market. This is due largely in part to the country's population growth rate that strains the natural heritage and the country's ability to provide adequate social services , such as health care and education. Overgrazing, soil depletion, drought, and floods are persistent problems. In 2004 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; acknowledged for the first time that it suffered an AIDS crisis, with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42.6% of the population infected with HIV&lt;/span&gt; . Prime Minister Themba Dlamini declared a humanitarian crisis due to the combined effect of drought and land degradation, increased poverty, and HIV/AIDS. The United Nations special envoy on AIDS , Stephen Lewis, said: “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Swaziland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; stands alone with the world's highest rate of HIV infection after nearby Bostwana made headway against the deadly pandemic”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/cultural%20certemonie.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/cultural%20certemonie.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nearly 60% of Swazi territory is held by the Crown in the trust of the Swazi nation&lt;/span&gt;. The balance is privately owned, much of it by foreigners. The questions of land use and ownership remains a very sensitive one. For Swazis living on rural homesteads, the principal occupation is either subsistence farming or livestock herding. Culturally, cattle are important symbols of wealth and status, but they are being used increasingly for milk, meat and profit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swaziland"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swaziland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendsofswaziland.org/"&gt;http://www.friendsofswaziland.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.times.co.sz/"&gt;http://www.times.co.sz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swaziaid.org/"&gt;http://www.swaziaid.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/africa/country_profiles/1069035.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/africa/country_profiles/1069035.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/ni%3F%3Fo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/ni%3F%3Fo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/africa/country_profiles/1069035.stm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116145404438851342?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116145404438851342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116145404438851342' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116145404438851342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116145404438851342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/10/swaziland-worlds-highest-hiv-infection.html' title='Swaziland : the world&apos;s highest HIV infection rates at 42.6 percent'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116117590733528494</id><published>2006-10-18T14:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:51:47.336+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Western Sahara II: Sahara Occidental = SAHARA LIBRE</title><content type='html'>There is  a very interesting report about the young &lt;span class="introduction"&gt;Saharawis who live in the desolate refugee camps in Algeria  --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.afrol.com/articles/21719&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="h10"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116117590733528494?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116117590733528494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116117590733528494' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116117590733528494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116117590733528494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/10/western-sahara-ii-sahara-occidental.html' title='Western Sahara II: Sahara Occidental = SAHARA LIBRE'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116060699124269372</id><published>2006-10-11T23:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:49:51.310+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Western Sahara: Sahara Occidental = SAHARA LIBRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/minursomap.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/minursomap.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Western Sahara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; (Arabic: الصحراء الغربية;transliterated: al-Ṣaḥrā' al-Gharbīyah;Spanish : Sahara Occidental) is one of the most sparsely populated territories in the world , mainly consisting of desert flatlands. It is a territory of northwestern Africa, bordered by Morroco to the north,ALgeria in the northeast,Mauritania to the east and south, and the Atlantic Ocean on the west. The largest city is El Aaiún (Laâyoune), which is home to a majority of the population of the territory.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Western Sahara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; is on the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_Nations_list_of_Non-Self-Governing_Territories" title="United Nations list of Non-Self-Governing Territories"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;United Nations list of Non-Self-Governing Territories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; meaning that in the UN's eyes, the territory has not been decolonized .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of Morocco and the Sahrawi Arab Democratic Republic (SADR) dispute control of the territory. Since a Unitd nations -sponsored cease-fire agreement in 1991, most of the territory has been administered by &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, the remainder by the SADR  as the Free zone . The SADR is recognized by 46 states&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foreign_relations_of_Western_Sahara" title="Foreign relations of Western Sahara"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,  and a full member of the African Union &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/African_Union" title="African Union"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Moroccan "territorial  integrity" has been supported by members of the Arab League &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Western_Sahara#_note-1" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,  and by 25 states.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/Spanish%20Sahara%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/Spanish%20Sahara%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;During the first two decades of the 20th century at the end of the colonial penetration of the region,Spain&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spain" title="Spain"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; carved out the province of Spanish Sahara through successive wars, treaties and agreements with the local Sahrawi population and France&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/France" title="France"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the competing imperial power. As internal political and social pressures in mainland &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; built up towards the end of Francisco Franco&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Francisco_Franco" title="Francisco Franco"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s rule, and as an effect of the global trend in decolonization , &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; began rapidly and even chaotically divesting itself of most of its remaining colonial possessions. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; planned to divest itself of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sahara&lt;/st1:place&gt;, and in 1974-75 issued promises of a referendum  on independence . This had been demanded by the Polisario Front &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polisario_Front" title="Polisario Front"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a Sahrawi nationalist&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nationalism" title="Nationalism"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; organization fighting the Spanish since 1973.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;However, the territory's neighbours also showed interest in the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Spanish  Sahara&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Both Morocco and Mauritania claimed sovereignty over the territory based on competing traditional claims, arguing that its was artificially separated from their territories by the European colonial powers. The third neighbour of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Spanish Sahara&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Algeria , viewed these demands with suspicion, influenced also by its long-running rivalry with &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. After arguing for a process of decolonization guided by the United Nations , the government of Houari Boumédiénne committed itself in 1975 to assisting the Polisario Front, which opposed both Moroccan and Mauritanian claims and demanded full independence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/marcha_verde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/marcha_verde.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The UN attempted to settle these disputes through a visiting mission in late 1975, as well as a verdict from the International Court of Justice (ICJ), which declared that the Sahrawi people possessed the right of self-determination . On November 6 , 1975 the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Green March&lt;/span&gt; into Western Sahara began when 350,000 unarmed Moroccans converged on the city of Tarfaya in southern Morocco and waited for a signal from King Hassan II of Morocco to cross into Western Sahara, in order to claim it for Greater Morocco.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="Demands_for_independence"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Demands for independence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/anan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/anan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;After the death of Franco in November, the new Spanish government abandoned &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Western Sahara&lt;/st1:place&gt; in December, repatriating even Spanish corpses from its cemeteries. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; then annexed the northern two-thirds of Western Sahara as its Southern Provinces , while &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mauritania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; took the southern third as Tris al-Gharbiyya . This however met staunch opposition from the Polisario, which had by now gained backing from Algeriaand waged a guerrilla campaign. In 1979, following &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Mauritania&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;'s withdrawal due to pressures from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Polisario&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; extended its control to the rest of the territory, and gradually contained the guerrillas through setting up the Moroccan Wall . The war ended in a 1991 cease-fire, overseen by the peacekeeping mission &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MINURSO&lt;/span&gt;, under the terms of the UN`s Settlement Plan .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="The_referendum_stalls"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The referendum stalls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/referendum.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/referendum.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The referendum, originally scheduled for 1992, was planned to give the indigenous population the option between independence or inclusion to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, but has not taken place as of 2006 . At the heart of the dispute lies the question of who can be registered as an indigenous voter. In 1997, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Houston Agreement&lt;/span&gt; made another attempt to implement the referendum, but failed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Both sides blame each other for the stalling of the referendum. But while the Polisario has consistently asked for the UN to go ahead with the vote, standing only to lose from the status quo, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; has been troubled by the risk of losing a referendum or receiving a large enough vote against annexation to undermine years of nationalist rhetoric from the government. Indeed, shortly after the Houston Agreement, the kingdom officially declared that it was "no longer necessary" to include an option of independence on the ballot, offering instead autonomy.Erik Jensen , who played an administrative role in MINURSO, wrote that neither side would agree to a voter registration in which they were destined to lose .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name="The_Baker_Plan"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Baker Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/_40264321_bakerap203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/_40264321_bakerap203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;A united States -backed document known as the " James Baker peace peace plan&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baker_Plan" title="Baker Plan"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" was discussed by the United Nations Security Council in 2000, and envisioned a future Western Sahara Authority (WSA), to be followed after five years by the referendum. It was rejected by both sides, although it was initially derived from a Moroccan proposal. According to Baker's draft, tens of thousands of post-annexation immigrants from Morocco proper (viewed by Polisario as settlers, but by Morocco as legitimate inhabitants of the area) would be granted the vote in the Sahrawi independence referendum, and the ballot would be split three-ways by the inclusion of an unspecified "autonomy"", further undermining the independence camp. Also, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; was allowed to keep its army in the area and to retain the control over all security issues during both the autonomy years and the election.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;In &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="2003 a" st="on"&gt;2003 a&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; new version of the plan was made official, with some additions spelling out the powers of the WSA, making it less reliant on the Moroccan devolution . It also provided further detail on the referendum process in order to make it harder to stall or subvert. This second draft, commonly known as Baker II, was accepted by the Polisario as a "basis of negotiations" to the surprise of many. This appeared to abandon Polisario's previous position of only negotiating based on the standards of voter identification from 1991. After that, the draft quickly garnered widespread international support, culminating in the UN Security Council's unanimous endorsement of the plan in the summer of 2003.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Spanish census and MINURSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;A 1974 Spanish census claimed there were some 74,000 Sahrawis in the area at the time (in addition to approximately 20,000 Spanish residents), but this number is likely to be on the low side, due to the difficulty in counting a nomad people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/minurso.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/minurso.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;In December of 1999 the United Nations' &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MINURSO" title="MINURSO"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;MINURSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mission announced that it had identified 86,425 eligible voters for the independence referendum that was supposed to be held under the 1991 Settlement agreement and the 1997 &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Houston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; accords. By "eligible voter" the UN referred to any Sahrawi over 18 years of age that was part of the Spanish census or could prove his/her descent from someone who was. These 86,425 Sahrawis were dispersed between Moroccan-controlled Western Sahara and the refugee camps in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Algeria&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, as well as smaller numbers in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mauritania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and other places of exile. These numbers cover only Sahrawis 'indigenous' to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Western Sahara&lt;/st1:place&gt; during the Spanish colonial period, not the total number of "ethnic" Sahrawis (i.e, members of Sahrawi tribal groupings). The number was highly politically significant due to the expected organization of a referendum on independence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The Tindouf refugee camps in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Algeria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, home base of the Polisario, hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/refug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/refug.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; approximately 165,000 Sahrawi refugees from the area according to the last count made by the UN. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; disputes this number, saying it is much lower, and insists that many if not most of the refugees are non-Sahrawi Africans who have relocated there in order to profit from aid efforts. The UNHCR and the numerous other aid agencies that are present in the camps have found no evidence of this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Western Sahara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/sahara%20libre.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/sahara%20libre.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Several international human rights organizations have expressed concern at what they termed abuse by Moroccan security forces, and a number of Sahrawi activists have been jailed. Pro-independence Sahrawi sources, including the Polisario, have given these demonstrations the name "Independence Intifada", while sources supporting the Moroccan claims have attempted to minimize the events as being of limited importance. International press and other media coverage has been sparse, and reporting is complicated by the Moroccan government's policy of strictly controlling independent media coverage within the territory.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Demonstrations and protests are still occurring in March 2006, after &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; declared in February that it was contemplating a plan for devolving a limited variant of autonomy to the territory, but still explicitly refused any referendum on independence. The Polisario Front has intermittently threatened to resume fighting, referring to the Moroccan refusal of a referendum as a breach of the cease-fire terms , but most observers seem to consider armed conflict unlikely.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Human rights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/derec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/derec.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Western Sahara&lt;/st1:place&gt; conflict has resulted in severe human rights abuses, most notably the displacement of around 200,000 Sahrawi civilians from the country. Both &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and the Polisario accuse each other of violating the human rights of the populations under their control.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Morocco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; has been heavily criticised by international human rights organizations for its actions in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/hum.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/hum.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Western  Sahara&lt;/st1:place&gt;, while criticism of the Polisario has been less frequent.During the war, both sides accused each other of targeting civilians . &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; has been internationally condemned for employing napalm against refugee columns in 1975 and for collective punishment against Sahrawi civilians (see 'The "Disappeared"'). The Moroccan claims of Polisario terrorism has generally received little support abroad, with the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;USA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; refusing to include the group on its list of terrorist organizations. Polisario in turn maintained that they are ideologically opposed to terrorism and will only wage a "clean war of national liberation". For allegations of human rights abuse in Tindouf camps, see Human rights in Western Sahara &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The indigenous population of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Western Sahara&lt;/st1:place&gt; is known as Sahrawis . These are Hassaniya-speaking tribes of mixed Arab-Berber heritage, effectively continuations of the tribal groupings of Hassaniya speakingtribes extending south into Mauritania and north into Morocco as well as east into Algeria . The Sahrawis are traditionally nomadic bedounis &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bedouin" title="Bedouin"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and can be found in all surrounding countries. War and conflict has lead to major displacements of the population.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/sahara%20mujeres%20banderas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/sahara%20mujeres%20banderas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;As of July 2004, an estimated 267,405 people (excluding the Moroccan army of some 160,000) live in the Moroccan-controlled parts of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Western  Sahara&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; has engaged in "Moroccanization" of the area, bringing in large numbers of settlers in anticipation of a UN-administered referendum on independence. While many of them are from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Sahrawi_tribes" title="Category:Sahrawi tribes"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;Sahrawi tribal  groups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; extending up into southern &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, some are also non-Sahrawi Moroccans from other regions. The settler population is today thought to outnumber the indigenous Western Sahara Sahrawis. The precise size and composition of the population is subject to political controversy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/dromedario.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/dromedario.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The Polisario-controlled parts of Western Sahara are barren and have no resident population,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; but they are travelled by small numbers of Sahrawis herding camels, going back and forth between the Tindouf area and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mauritania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. However, the presence of mines scattered throughout the territory by both the Polisario and the Moroccan army makes it a dangerous way of life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuhem.es/portal/areas/paz/observatorio/informes/sahara.htm"&gt;http://www.fuhem.es/portal/areas/paz/observatorio/informes/sahara.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sahara_Occidental"&gt;http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sahara_Occidental&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sahara-libre.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sahara-libre.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.derechos.org/human-rights/mena/moro/esp.html"&gt;http://www.derechos.org/human-rights/mena/moro/esp.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/aaa006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/aaa006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116060699124269372?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116060699124269372/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116060699124269372' title='22 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116060699124269372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116060699124269372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/10/western-sahara-sahara-occidental.html' title='Western Sahara: Sahara Occidental = SAHARA LIBRE'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116051446799114021</id><published>2006-10-10T22:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:08:50.243+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMALIA : El cuerno de África</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/5411/761/1600/mapa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/mapa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Somalia &lt;/b&gt;( somalí: Soomaaliya; árabe : الصومال, As-Suumaal), formalmente conocida como República Democrática Somalí. Es un país ubicado en el llamado &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuerno de África&lt;/span&gt; , al este del continente africano . Al oeste y noroeste limita con Etiopía y Yibuti , al sur con Kenia , al norte con el Golfo de Adén , y al este con el Oceano Índico . El clima es en gran parte del país semidesértico y muy caluroso, con una temperatura media anual de 27º C y escasas precipitaciones que no alcanzan los &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="250 mm" st="on"&gt;250 mm&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; al año.   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Somalia tiene una población estimada de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8,5 millones de persona&lt;/span&gt;s. Estas&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/gente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/gente.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; estimaciones son díficiles de ajustar debido a la complicada situación política del país, y también a la naturaleza nómada de gran parte de sus habitantes. El último censoes de 1975 , y es en el que se basan algunos de los analistas extranjeros. Sin embargo, el índice de crecimiento de la población de Somalia es uno de los más altos de África y del mundo, teniendo así estimaciones en un rango de &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="15 a" st="on"&gt;15 a&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; 25 millones de habitantes, según otros demógrafos.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actualmente, &lt;b style=""&gt;el 60% de los somalís son pastores nómadas&lt;/b&gt; o seminómadas de vacas, camellos, ovejas y cabras&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cabra" title="Cabra"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Un &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25% de los habitantes son granjeros asentados en las regiones fértiles &lt;/span&gt;entre los ríos Juba y Shebelle&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=R%C3%ADo_Shebelle&amp;action=edit" title="Río Shebelle"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, al sur del país. El resto de la población se concentra en las áreas metropolitanas.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/personajes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/personajes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como consecuencia de la guerra, Somalia tiene &lt;b style=""&gt;una gran comunidad de refugiados&lt;/b&gt; fuera del país, una de las mayores de África. Se calcula que pueden rondar el millón de personas refugiadas fuera del continente.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;En el siglo 19, Somalia fue colonizada por británicos e italianos y los Somalis se encontraban divididos entre estos dos poderes coloniales, por una parte y Etiopía por otra. Hoy, hay Somalis étnicos que viven en Etiopía, Djibouti, Kenia y Tanzania como minorías. En el momento de la independencia en 1960, &lt;st1:personname productid="la Somaliland" st="on"&gt;la  Somaliland&lt;/st1:personname&gt; británica y &lt;st1:personname productid="la Somalia" st="on"&gt;la Somalia&lt;/st1:personname&gt; italiana se unieron para formar &lt;st1:personname productid="la República" st="on"&gt;la República&lt;/st1:personname&gt; de Somalia. Los diferentes clanes vivieron en paz relativa durante nueve años después de la independencia.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/guerra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/guerra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;El país estuvo en guerra con Etiopía&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Etiop%C3%ADa" title="Etiopía"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; entre 1969 y 1987 por los reclamos de autonomía de Ogadén&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Ogad%C3%A9n&amp;action=edit" title="Ogadén"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. En 1991&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/1991" title="1991"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, parte de la zona norte (Somalilandia) se declaró independiente. El general Said Barre gobernó entre 1969 y 1991&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/1991" title="1991"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. La unidad efectiva del Estado desapareció desde entonces, a pesar de las misiones de &lt;st1:personname productid="la ONU" st="on"&gt;la ONU&lt;/st1:personname&gt; y de EE.UU. Aparecieron “ministeriados” que causaron la pérdida del reconocimiento internacional.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desde 1991, Somalia ha sido un &lt;b style=""&gt;Estado sin Gobierno&lt;/b&gt;. No ha habido en el país desde que el presidente Siad Barre fue expulsado por los señores de la guerra en 1991. A manos de éstos y de sus milicias, el país se encuentra estancado en una situación extremadamente violenta.Tras 14 años sin ley, el país tiene enormes necesidades que nadie ha cubierto y un elevado nivel de violencia diaria. La guerra civil prácticamente ha destruido todas las estructuras y servicios públicos de salud. En muchas partes del país, clínicas y hospitales han sido saqueados o seriamente dañados. Se estima que hay cuatro médicos y 20 diplomados en enfermería y comadronas por cada 100.000 somalíes. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/1992.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/1992.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No es de sorprender que Somalia tenga uno de los &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;peores indicadores de salud del mundo.&lt;/span&gt; Más de uno de cada 10 niños mueren al nacer y de los que sobreviven, una cuarta parte morirán antes de cumplir los cinco años. La desnutrición, unida a la pobreza y la sequía, es una de las muchas lacras de Somalia. A nivel nacional, no hay autoridad que asuma el desafío de alimentar a la población ni proporcionarle atención sanitaria. Los efectos son obvios: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;la esperanza media de vida para un somalí es de 47 años.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La violencia es tan generalizada y la estructura de clanes tan compleja, que pocas agencias de ayuda trabajan en Somalia.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/rosa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116051446799114021?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116051446799114021/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116051446799114021' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116051446799114021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116051446799114021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/10/somalia-el-cuerno-de-frica.html' title='SOMALIA : El cuerno de África'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116043480908264940</id><published>2006-10-10T00:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:05:31.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SIERRA LEONE : "Lionesse Mountain"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/sierra_leone1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/sierra_leone1a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra Leone&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, officially the &lt;b style=""&gt;Republic of Sierra Leone&lt;/b&gt;, is a country in West Africa . It is bordered by Guinea on the north and Liberia on the south, with the Atlantic Ocean on the west. The name &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sierra Leone&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; was adapted from the  Portuguese name for the country: Serra Leoa. The literal meaning is &lt;b style=""&gt;"Lionesse Mountain."&lt;/b&gt; During the 1700s &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sierra Leone&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; was an important centre of the Transatlantic Slave Trade. The capital Freetown Freetown was founded in 1792 by the Sierra Leone Company as a home for Black Britons who had fought for the British in the American Revolutionay War . &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/Bureh-Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/Bureh-Sunset.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Sierra Leone is a nice country with beautiful beaches and landscapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/tribu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/tribu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;In 1808, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Freetown&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; became a British Crown Colony , and in 1896, the interior of the country became a British Protectorate . The Crown Colony and Protectorate joined and gained independence in 1961 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1961" title="1961"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. From 1991&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1991" title="1991"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to 2000&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2000" title="2000"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the country suffered greatly under a devastating civil war. To end the civil war, UN and British forces disarmed 17,000 militia and rebels, in the largest UN peacekeeping act of the decade. The &lt;b style=""&gt;average life span of a Sierra Leonean is 38 years for men and 42 years for women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sierra Leone&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is the worst nation in the world for childbirth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;, having&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/sierra-leone_class_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/sierra-leone_class_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; the highest Ratio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;(MMR), or risk of maternal death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;, of any country. &lt;/span&gt;The MMR of Sierra Leone, according to a report from the World Health Organization in the year 2000, &lt;b style=""&gt;is 2,000 maternal deaths per live 100,000 births&lt;/b&gt;. The extremely high MMR is principally due to a lack of capacity to deal with obstetric complications such as haemorrhage, obstructed labour, ectoptic gestation&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ectopic_pregnancy" title="Ectopic pregnancy"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, puerperal sepsis&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Puerperal_sepsis" title="Puerperal sepsis"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and complications caused by unsafe abortion&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abortion" title="Abortion"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Those situations were aggravated by the rebellion and the detrimental effects on distribution of reproductive health services due to the massive displacement of people, destruction of medical infrastructure and hospital equipment, rural inaccessibility, poor and disadvantageous accessibility to basic medical service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/childsoldier2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/childsoldier2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The government is slowly reestablishing its authority after the &lt;b style=""&gt;1991 to 2002 civil war&lt;/b&gt; that resulted in tens of thousands of deaths and the displacement of more than 2 million people (about one-third of the population). &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;(war)The last UN peacekeepers withdrew in December 2005, leaving full responsibility for security with domestic forces, but a new civilian UN office remains to support the government. &lt;/span&gt;Mounting tensions related to planned 2007 elections, deteriorating political and economic conditions in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Guinea&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, and the tenuous security situation in neighboring &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Liberia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; may present challenges to continuing progress in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Sierra Leone&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;'s stability.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Sierra Leone&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is an extremely &lt;b style=""&gt;poor nation with&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/story.amputee.soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/story.amputee.soccer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt; tremendous inequality&lt;/b&gt; in income distribution. &lt;/span&gt;It has the lowest average income in the world. It does have substantial mineral &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mineral" title="Mineral"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and fishery resources and agricultural potential. However, the economic and social infrastructure is not well developed, and serious social disorders continue to hamper economic development, following an 11-year civil war. &lt;b style=""&gt;About two-thirds of the working-age population engages in subsistence agriculture&lt;/b&gt;. Manufacturing consists mainly of the processing of raw materials and of light manufacturing for the domestic market." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/oro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/oro.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Economic development has always been hampered by an overdependence on mineral exploitation. &lt;/span&gt;Successive governments and the population as a whole have always believed that "&lt;b style=""&gt;diamonds and gold&lt;/b&gt;" are sufficient generators of foreign currency earnings and lure for investment. As a result large scale agriculture of commodity products, industrial development and sustainable investments have been neglected by&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/diamond.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/diamond.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; governments. The economy could thus be described as one which is "exploitative" and based on the extraction of unsustainable resources or non reusable assets.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;There are plans to reopen bauxite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; and rutile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; mines shut down during the conflict. &lt;/span&gt;The major source of hard currency consists of the mining of diamonds . The fate of the economy depends upon the maintenance of domestic peace and the continued receipt of substantial aid from abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/SierraLeoneP1c-1Leone-%281970%29-donated_b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/SierraLeoneP1c-1Leone-%281970%29-donated_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But beyond these purely economic factors, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sierra Leone&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; also suffers from endemic official corruption. Government officials in successive governments have shown themselves more interested in lining their own pockets than improving the lives of average Sierra Leoneans. This is Sierra Leone's principal barrier to development.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/garayoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/garayoa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you are interesting in the Situation of Sierra Leona you can read the blog of the missionary  Jose Luis Garayoa (in spanish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;http://www.agustinosrecoletos.org/noticias_list.php?seccion=12&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116043480908264940?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116043480908264940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116043480908264940' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116043480908264940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116043480908264940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/10/sierra-leone-lionesse-mountain.html' title='SIERRA LEONE : &quot;Lionesse Mountain&quot;'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116017078562112499</id><published>2006-10-06T23:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:25:16.946+02:00</updated><title type='text'>RWANDA II : 1994 Rwandan genocide</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/5411/761/1600/9402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/9402.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Torn by ethnic conflict between the Tutsis and the Hutus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; experienced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;'s worst genocide in modern times. The conflict had origins in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Belgium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;'s colonial rule, which favored the minority Tutsis and fostered differences between the two groups. In 1962, when the country gained independence, Gregoire Kayibanda headed the first recognized Hutu government. Juvenal Habyarimana seized power in a military coup a decade later, following the massacre of thousands of Hutus in neighboring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Burundi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;. For nearly twenty years under Habyarimana, ethnic relations simmered with sporadic outbreaks of violence. In 1993, Habyarimana signed a short-lived power-sharing agreement with the Tutsis, aiming to end the fighting. In April 1994, the plane carrying Habyarimana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/_714025_rwanda_refugee300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/_714025_rwanda_refugee300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; and the President of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Burundi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; was shot down. The event triggered the notorious genocide. Extremist Hutu militia aided by the Rwandan army launched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; systematic massacres against Tutsis. Despite reports of mass killings, the UN failed to take immediate action to stop the massacres, due to opposition from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;. Around 800,000 Tutsis and moderate Hutus were killed within 100 days, and over three million people fled to neighboring countries. In the years following the genocide, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; Patriotic Front (RPF) established a Government of National Unity, seeking reconciliation between the two ethnic groups. In 1995, a UN-appointed International Criminal Tribunal for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; (ICTR) began trying those responsible for the 1994 atrocities. However, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;'s efforts at recovery have been marred by its involvement in the conflict in Democratic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Republic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Congo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/rwandapic1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/rwandapic1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All this information is collected from web-pages about Rwanda. Some of the dates could be aproximated and not exact.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/rwandapic1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116017078562112499?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116017078562112499/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116017078562112499' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116017078562112499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116017078562112499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/10/rwanda-ii-1994-rwandan-genocide.html' title='RWANDA II : 1994 Rwandan genocide'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-116017056168840018</id><published>2006-10-06T23:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:23:09.540+02:00</updated><title type='text'>RWANDA I : Land of a Thousand Hills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/rwanda-map.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/rwanda-map.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;, officially the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;Republic&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;b&gt; of &lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Rwanda&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;, is a small landlocked  country in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Great Lakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; region of east-central Africa, with a population of approximately 9 million. It is bordered by Uganda, Burundi, the Democratic Republic of the Congo and Tanzania &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tanzania" title="Tanzania"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Its fertile and hilly terrain, which gives it the title "&lt;b&gt;Land of a Thousand Hills&lt;/b&gt;", supports the densest populations in continental &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;. It is best known to the outside world for the 1994 Rwandan genocide1994 Rwanda genocide that resulted in the deaths of up to one million people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/paisaje.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/paisaje.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;High dependence on subsistence agriculture, high (and increasing) population density, decreasing soil fertility and uncertain climate make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; a country where chronic malnutrion is widespread and poverty endemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/orphans.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/orphans.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The &lt;b style=""&gt;1994 genocide killed 800,000 people&lt;/b&gt;, deeply traumatised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;’s population (&lt;span style=""&gt;343,1 hab./km2)&lt;/span&gt;, broke its social structures and brought its economy to a halt. Regional insecurity in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Great Lakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; added to refugee flows, security concerns in border areas and lost economic opportunities. &lt;b style=""&gt;More than 50,000 Rwandans are still refugees&lt;/b&gt; in other countries of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; and are only slowly returning. Broken families, a large number of women-headed households and orphans created an important group of vulnerable people. Malnutrition and HIV/AIDS further aggravate the situation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/refugies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/refugies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; has limited natural resources and one of the highest population densities in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; -- estimated at &lt;b style=""&gt;343 inhabitants per square kilometre&lt;/b&gt;. Ninety percent of the population depends on agriculture. Small family plots, decreasing soil fertility, low use of agricultural inputs and erratic rainfall result in chronic and often acute food insecurity. About 10–12 percent of the population suffers from food insecurity every year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; is ranked 159 out of 177 countries in the UNDP Human Development Report for 2005. &lt;b style=""&gt;More than 60 percent of the population lives below the poverty line&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/9409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/9409.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Preliminary findings of the 2005 demographic and health survey indicate that chronic and acute malnutrition prevalence in children under five is 45 percent and 19 percent respectively. Infant and under-five child mortality rates are still among the highest in the world at 110/1,000 and 195/1,000, respectively. Maternal mortality rate is among the highest in sub-Saharan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; at 1,000/100,000 live births. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rwanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; is slowly recovering and making remarkable progress having gained donor confidence. The Government is committed to providing universal primary education to all Rwandans by 2010. However, chronic food insecurity, frequent droughts and chronic poverty prevent many children, especially girls, from enrolling in schools, forcing them to be frequently absent, reducing their learning abilities, academic performance and completion of their primary education. The government and donor community are united to combat HIV/AIDS with encouraging results. For ARV treatment to succeed, good nutrition is identified as an important challenge. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/hotel-rwanda-DVD-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/hotel-rwanda-DVD-cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this information is collected from web-pages about Rwanda. Some of the dates could be aproximated and not exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you are interested the movie Hotel Rwanda is a very interested proof of the &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;1994 genocide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Capital: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Kigali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Land area:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;26.340 km2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Population: 9.038.000&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Languages:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;kinyarwanda, francés, inglés, swahili, ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Density: 343,1 hab./km2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children mortality rate:115,5 por 1.000&lt;br /&gt;Expectancy of life&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dict.leo.org/ende?lp=ende&amp;p=5qvU.&amp;amp;search=expectancy"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://dict.leo.org/ende?lp=ende&amp;p=5qvU.&amp;amp;search=of"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://dict.leo.org/ende?lp=ende&amp;p=5qvU.&amp;amp;search=life"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;43,6 años&lt;br /&gt;Illiteracy rate: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;29,5 % in men and 41,2 % in women&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;3,06 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;per 1.000 hab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-116017056168840018?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/116017056168840018/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=116017056168840018' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116017056168840018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/116017056168840018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/10/rwanda-i-land-of-thousand-hills.html' title='RWANDA I : Land of a Thousand Hills'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-115978413505365751</id><published>2006-10-02T12:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T11:10:53.260+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"No pienses, vive feliz, dejate llevar"... ¿es eso lo que quieres?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/feeling5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/feeling5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don¨t think, live happy, go on in the same way in which the rest say you"... ¿is this that you  want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-115978413505365751?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/115978413505365751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=115978413505365751' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/115978413505365751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/115978413505365751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-pienses-vive-feliz-dejate-llevar-es.html' title='&quot;No pienses, vive feliz, dejate llevar&quot;... ¿es eso lo que quieres?'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-115854081125262216</id><published>2006-09-18T01:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T11:13:52.523+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think that flying is not possible?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC05130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC05130.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mishi, Borja, Pim and Tomasz&lt;br /&gt;Rotterdam - 8 of August  2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/P8100187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/P8100187.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Borja, Mishi and Tomasz&lt;br /&gt;Big Ben (London) - 10 of August  2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/P8110059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/P8110059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Borja, Mishi and Tomasz&lt;br /&gt;Buckingham Palace (London) - 11 of August  2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC05559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC05559.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Borja, Mishi and Tomasz&lt;br /&gt;Louvre (Paris) - 14 of august 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC05581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC05581.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mishi, Borja and Tomasz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Les Champs-Elysées &lt;/span&gt;(Paris) - 14 of august 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC05621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC05621.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomasz, Mishi and Borja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Tour Eiffel &lt;/span&gt;(Paris) - 15 of august 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC05711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC05711.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomasz, Borja and  Mishi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Versalles&lt;/span&gt; - 16 of august 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC05908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC05908.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mishi, Borja, Vicente and Borja&lt;br /&gt;Valladolid - 17 of august 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/P8180033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/P8180033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mishi, Bego, Jessica,Borja and Tomasz&lt;br /&gt;Salamanca - 18 of august 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/CIMG0672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/CIMG0672.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mishi, Borja, Tomasz and alfonso&lt;br /&gt;Madrid - 19 of august 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/P8200224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/P8200224.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raúl, Nacho, Borja, Antonio, Mishi and Tomasz&lt;br /&gt;Jaen - 20 of august 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/CIMG0878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/CIMG0878.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;¿?&lt;br /&gt;¿? - ¿?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-115854081125262216?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/115854081125262216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=115854081125262216' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/115854081125262216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/115854081125262216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-you-think-that-flying-is-not.html' title='Do you think that flying is not possible?'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-115134034560818395</id><published>2006-06-26T18:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T15:22:19.676+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth about Mac Donalds</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:36;color:gray;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:navy;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Every time that you go to Mac Donalds you are destroying your health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/cientificos_espanoles_detectan_los_genes_culpables_del_sindrome_metabolico_de_los_ninos_obesos_originalarticleimage.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/cientificos_espanoles_detectan_los_genes_culpables_del_sindrome_metabolico_de_los_ninos_obesos_originalarticleimage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;When you go to Mc Donald's you maintain a high diet in fat, sugar, animal products and salt (sodium) and very low in fibers, vitamins and minerals. They promote his food&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;as "fast food" in fact it is "garbage food". It has been designed to go, to eat and to return quick in a ritual that tries to hide the terrible quality of the food that is served. The hamburgers have 48% of water and the lettuces that are served they are treated with 11 different types of chemists products to maintain them green and crispy for but time. Of all the incidents of contamination of foods, 70% corresponds to the meat, In the slaughterhouses, the meat can be contaminated, causing infections bacteriales. They want counteract that possibility injecting enormous dose of antibiotics to the animals, All of this and the use of hormones of growth, they generate a serious threat for the habitual consumers of meat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:16;color:navy;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:navy;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Every time that you go to Mac Donalds you are helping to destroy this planet&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/mcd_sennaya_pl2-fr.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/mcd_sennaya_pl2-fr.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;McDonald's has affirmed that most of the meat used in its products comes from places that before were forests. These multinationals force to the local producers to enlarge their properties and to destroy the forests. The topic is the following one: they cut down thousands of trees, they catch fire to the place, they clean it and they use that space to sow food for the livestock. The problem is that this field can be used only for five years, after it is not capable for that type of cultivations and as it is cultivated it goes losing all the minerals and it becomes sterile .Also, Mc Donald's and Burger King are 2 of the many North American companies that use poisonous substances to destroy big areas of the tropical forest of Central America &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;McDonald's is the biggest consumer of meat on the world. The gas methane, taken place by the excessive payment of the lands, is one of the adults responsible for the effect hothouse. Each McDonald's (as many other) it uses thousands of tons of packing material (in many cases they are not biodegradable) unnecessary, what means millions of tons of garbage.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;800 square miles of forest are needed to cover their demand yearly of paper. Every year, an area of the size of Great Britain is destroyed in the tropical forest. That process causes, at least, the extinction of an animal specie, plant or insect every hour&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;To produce 1 kilo of meat, they are needed, at least, 10 kilos of grain. 145 million tons of grains are wasted per year for the feeding of the livestock, they give only 21 million tons of meat as a result. It is equal to 20 trillion dollars. It is calculated that with that quantity of money we could feed, to dress and to give room from all over the world to the population in 1 year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Wingdings;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:navy;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;McDonald's uses an advertising strategy that abuses of the children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/Vivien%20bij%20Mac%20Donalds.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/Vivien%20bij%20Mac%20Donalds.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The advertising techniques of McDonald's are carefully guided to the infantile public, who is easily impressionable. Probably a lot of parents know that the quality of this fast food is the worst food that they can give to their children to grow, however, Mac Donalds with their attractive colours and circus atmosphere the children are stimulated to enter in them, what constitutes an enormous pressure for the parents. With this pressure Mc Donald's can assure its earnings. In this way, the children are used like innocent accomplices of this destructive industry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:16;color:navy;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:navy;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Mc Donald's is the symbol of the economic imperialism and the exploitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:navy;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/000_2156.jpgmid.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/320/000_2156.jpgmid.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;This company is owner of enormous land extensions in countries of the third world. While in their farms the livestock puts on weight, in few kilometers far away the people suffer hunger and misery. As all good multinational companies, Mc Donald's makes sure of spending the minimum thing in wages. They takes advantage of the ethnic minorities, the work "part time", the employment of people under age and of personnel that doesn't need qualification neither training.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Due to of the massive renovation of workers in this class of companies is almost impossible to create a critic section there and quite impossible the formation of unions. In this way, the solidarity and the fight can only be made outside of the company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:16;color:navy;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:navy;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Do you thing that Mac Donalds is cheap?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/mcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/mcd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt; In a lot of countries one small hamburger, some cheaps and one coke made it with water and powder cost 6 euros. If somebody sell this to you, are you going to think that it is cheaper? A lot of times, the attractive and big colours and the circus atmosphere don’t let see us the shop or the small restaurant beside of you that sell surely healthy, better and profitable food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:16;color:navy;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:navy;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Have you ever heard about &lt;i style=""&gt;fair Trade&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/comercio_justo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/comercio_justo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt; When you spend your money to Mac Donalds they people that have worked in this hamburger is going to receive one smaller quantity of this money unimaginable and you are helping to Mac Donalds to pay these extremely low salaries to his employees and held in his big chain of exploitation. However, when you buy food in another establishments or local restaurants the money that you are spending surely will be better distributed between the people that have cooked your food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;When you travel and you know different cities and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/rompe_la_cadena.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/rompe_la_cadena.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt; countri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;one special part of the trip is to learn and to discover &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;new culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt; One part of this culture is the gastronomy of the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;. If you look a little you always can find some places in where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;you can eat traditional, new and good food for a very good pri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;ce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;However, some people guided for the attractive publicity and for the stu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;pid idea that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt; Mad Donalds is the more simple don’t go to this places. Also, they are contributing that this kind of traditional establishment disappears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:16;color:navy;"   lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:navy;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Do you like see a big M of Mac Donalds in the face of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;some of the more nice building that you had seen?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/mmo0075l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/mmo0075l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt; It is a pity that for the culture of the money you can find in some incredible places or landscapes, in the faces of beautiful and historical buildings a big M, symbolising of the economic imperialism and the exploitation&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1028" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:210.75pt;height:261pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\BORJAS~1\CONFIG~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image007.jpg" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/mmo0075l.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:black;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Almost all that said here of Mc Donald's is applicable to other multinationals of the business of the quick food, as Burger King and Kentucky Fried Chicken. All they are the pathetic face of an economic system that subordinates all the aspects from the human life to the obtaining of earnings without any concern for people, the animals and the environment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/donalds50.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/donalds50.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Borja Santos Porras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.punksunidos.com.ar/punksunidas/mcdonalds/index.htm"&gt;http://www.punksunidos.com.ar/punksunidas/mcdonalds/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/luke_the_rose/stopmcd.htm"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/luke_the_rose/stopmcd.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.against-mcdonalds.ch.vu/"&gt;http://www.against-mcdonalds.ch.vu/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1029" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:425.25pt;height:318.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\BORJAS~1\CONFIG~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image009.png" title=""&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-115134034560818395?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/115134034560818395/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=115134034560818395' title='23 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/115134034560818395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/115134034560818395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/06/truth-about-mac-donalds.html' title='The truth about Mac Donalds'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-114250243208553245</id><published>2006-03-16T10:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T10:47:12.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallo!. Wie geht´s?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/P1060060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/P1060060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/P1040007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/P1040007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Es sehr gut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-114250243208553245?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/114250243208553245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=114250243208553245' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/114250243208553245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/114250243208553245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/03/hallo-wie-gehts.html' title='Hallo!. Wie geht´s?'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-114062137820563872</id><published>2006-02-22T16:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:33:06.160+01:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Existirá Castilla?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC04778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC04778.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vicente Santos en la Hermita de Santa Ana&lt;br /&gt;Pozuelo de la Orden -- Valladolid (España)&lt;br /&gt;Cuadro realizado por Carlos Aparicio&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿Existirá Castilla?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿ExistiráCastilla en la mañana?&lt;br /&gt;Quien afirme que existe se equivoca&lt;br /&gt;Aquí no hay mar ni tierra ni una roca&lt;br /&gt;que se oponga a esa luz con ansia vana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de ser más que ella. Aquí, lo humilde mana&lt;br /&gt;de esta tierra que, de ella ausente, invoca&lt;br /&gt;con fe a la luz y en ella se trastoca&lt;br /&gt;por no ser y, perdiéndose, se gana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se gana. Y ahí está:luz confundida&lt;br /&gt;con luz ¡Oh suavidad casi sin vida&lt;br /&gt;por hallar otra vida en fe lograda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dios unos suaves suaves nos ofrece.&lt;br /&gt;Quietud -¿fin del matiz?- pero que mece&lt;br /&gt;el alma. No hay Castilla. Es Dios y nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Siempre y Nunca" (Selección)&lt;br /&gt;-- Francisco Pino --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-114062137820563872?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/114062137820563872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=114062137820563872' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/114062137820563872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/114062137820563872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/02/existir-castilla.html' title='¿Existirá Castilla?'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113949262083986498</id><published>2006-02-09T14:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:32:46.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Viajar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/Oporto40%20-%20Orilla%20Douro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/Oporto40%20-%20Orilla%20Douro.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oporto (Portugal) -- Septiembre del 2004&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!-- Poesía --&gt;  &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="1" width="100%"&gt;     &lt;/table&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!-- Título --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="1" width="100%"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td colspan="3" class="s_blue"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   Viajar! Perder países!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;!-- Poesía --&gt;  &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;    &lt;!-- Portugués --&gt;   &lt;td class="s_white" lang="pt"&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Viajar! Perder países!&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Ser outro constantemente,&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Por a alma não ter raízes&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;De viver de ver somente!&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Não pertencer nem a mim!&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Ir em frente, ir a seguir&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;A ausência de ter um fim,&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;E a ânsia de o conseguir!&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Viajar assim é viagem.&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Mas faço-o sem ter de meu&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Mais que o sonho da passagem.&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;O resto é só terra e céu.&lt;/nobr&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;!-- Castellano --&gt;   &lt;td class="s_white" lang="es"&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;¡Viajar! ¡Perder paises!&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;¡Ser otro constantemente,&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Por el alma no tener raices&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;De vivir viendo solamente!&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;¡No pertenecer ni a mí!&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;¡Ir al frente, ir siguiendo&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;La ausencia de tener un fin,&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Y el ansia de conseguirlo!&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Viajar así es viaje.&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Mas hágolo sin tener de mí&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;Más que el sueño del pasaje.&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;El resto es sólo tierra y cielo.&lt;/nobr&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;!-- Datos --&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;   &lt;div align="right"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-- Fernando Pessoa&lt;/b&gt;    --&lt;br /&gt;20-9-1933   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;   &lt;!-- Footer --&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  &lt;!-- Uploaded --&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113949262083986498?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113949262083986498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113949262083986498' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113949262083986498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113949262083986498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/02/viajar.html' title='¡Viajar!'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113935356635609712</id><published>2006-02-07T23:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:32:28.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Una luz en el horizonte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/Oporto46%20-%20atardecer%20en%20desembocadura%20del%20Douro%20%28Borja%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/Oporto46%20-%20atardecer%20en%20desembocadura%20del%20Douro%20%28Borja%29.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desembocadura del río Duero&lt;br /&gt;Oporto (Portugal) -- Septiembre 2004&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"La esperanza es el sueño del hombre despierto"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-- Aristóteles --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113935356635609712?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113935356635609712/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113935356635609712' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113935356635609712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113935356635609712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/02/una-luz-en-el-horizonte.html' title='Una luz en el horizonte'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113891788293488476</id><published>2006-02-02T23:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T23:04:42.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo quiero ser tu amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;La amistad es una semilla que&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Brota en cualquier lugar y &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Cuando sientas frío cúbrete &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Con las ramas de mi destino.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Donde te lleven los pasos&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Te encontrará mi te quiero y mi abrazo.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Hay amor en todas las partes&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Y en todo rincón del mundo.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Y todos buscando un sueño&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Cambiamos así de rumbo&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Si profundo en la distancia&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Profunda en la lejanía&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;En un alma peregrina&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;No existe ciudadanía.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;La bandera es un dilema&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;La patria y la geografía&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Donde quiera que me encuentre &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Yo siento que es tierra mía…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;¡Yo siento que es tierra mía!.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Tuya y mía….&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Yo quiero ser tu abrigo&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Si te hace falta el consuelo mío&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Yo quiero ser tu nido&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Si necesitas cariño mío&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;No quiero ser tu olvido&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Si en todas partes estoy contigo&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Yo quiero ser tu amigo…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;En Madrid o en Nueva Cork&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;La Habana está en todas partes&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Porque la llevas contigo&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Sin miedo a desarrollarte.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Yo se que existen fronteras&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;En todos los continentes&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Yo sólo soy una luna&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Que cuidan y alumbran siempre.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Quisiera ser la mañana&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;y entonar la melodía&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;esa que te hace crecer cada día.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Caminos que me separan &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Y te obligan a escondidas&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;A ser cautivo de idiomas e ideologías.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;¡No seas cautivo de idiomas e ideologías!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Yo quiero ser tu abrigo&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Si te hace falta el consuelo mío&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Yo quiero ser tu nido&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Si necesitas cariño mío&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;No quiero ser tu olvido&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Si en todas partes estoy contigo&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;Yo quiero ser tu amigo…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;¡Aquí mismito yo estoy contigo!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;….&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.4pt; text-indent: -35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;---&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Banda sonora de Habana Blues&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113891788293488476?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113891788293488476/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113891788293488476' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113891788293488476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113891788293488476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/02/yo-quiero-ser-tu-amigo.html' title='Yo quiero ser tu amigo'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113891783298543814</id><published>2006-02-02T22:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:32:07.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Del sonido al infinito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/Teclado%20casa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/Teclado%20casa2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valladolid (España) -- 2004 --&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sin el imperialismo del concepto, la música habría sustituído a la filosofía: hubiéramos conocido entonces el paraíso de la evidencia inexpresable, una epidemia de éxtasis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;--E. M. Cioran --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113891783298543814?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113891783298543814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113891783298543814' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113891783298543814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113891783298543814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/02/del-sonido-al-infinito.html' title='Del sonido al infinito'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113874548724530851</id><published>2006-01-31T23:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:31:51.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Mírame Cabrón!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/El%20ojo%20muestra%20su%20enfado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/El%20ojo%20muestra%20su%20enfado.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valladolid (España) -- 2004 --&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Quien no comprende una mirada tampoco comprenderá una larga explicación"&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113874548724530851?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113874548724530851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113874548724530851' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113874548724530851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113874548724530851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/01/mrame-cabrn.html' title='¡Mírame Cabrón!'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113863058018139277</id><published>2006-01-30T14:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:31:16.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pucela de blanco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC04744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC04744.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valladolid (España) -- 30 de Enero 2006&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Ocurra lo que ocurra, aún en el día más borrascoso las horas y el tiempo pasan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-- William Shakespeare --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p class="autor"&gt;                                     &lt;a title="Frases de William Shakespeare" href="http://www.proverbia.net/citasautor.asp?autor=915"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113863058018139277?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113863058018139277/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113863058018139277' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113863058018139277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113863058018139277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/01/pucela-de-blanco.html' title='Pucela de blanco'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113840636255162118</id><published>2006-01-28T00:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:30:34.726+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La política del mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC00171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC00171.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valladolid (España ) - 2003 -&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;"No es tarea fácil dirigir a hombres; empujarlos, en cambio, es muy sencillo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-- Rabindranath Tagore  --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p class="autor"&gt;                                     &lt;a title="Frases de Rabindranath Tagore" href="http://www.proverbia.net/citasautor.asp?autor=962"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113840636255162118?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113840636255162118/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113840636255162118' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840636255162118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840636255162118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/01/la-poltica-del-mundo.html' title='La política del mundo'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113840620811774614</id><published>2006-01-28T00:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:29:49.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Encumbramiento de la Naturaleza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/Borja%20y%20su...%20%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/Borja%20y%20su...%20%282%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tenerife (España) - Julio 2003 -&lt;br /&gt;Basado en hechos reales&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"No hay árbol que el viento no haya sacudido"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Proverbio hindú --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113840620811774614?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113840620811774614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113840620811774614' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840620811774614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840620811774614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/01/encumbramiento-de-la-naturaleza.html' title='Encumbramiento de la Naturaleza'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113840555319498599</id><published>2006-01-28T00:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:28:55.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Muero de libertad porque el mundo es un incendio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC00228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC00228.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moscú (Rusia) - Julio 2004 -&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Las guerras seguirán mientras el color de la piel siga siendo más importante que el de los ojos. "&lt;br /&gt;-- Bob Marley --&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Una nación que gasta más dinero en armamento militar que en programas sociales se acerca a la muerte espiritual."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-- Martin Luther King --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p class="autor"&gt;                                     &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Inteligencia militar son dos términos contradictorios."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-- Groucho Marx --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p class="autor"&gt;                                     &lt;a title="Frases de Groucho Marx" href="http://www.proverbia.net/citasautor.asp?autor=645"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="autor"&gt;                      &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p class="autor"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                      &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113840555319498599?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113840555319498599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113840555319498599' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840555319498599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840555319498599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/01/muero-de-libertad-porque-el-mundo-es.html' title='Muero de libertad porque el mundo es un incendio'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113840371139998831</id><published>2006-01-28T00:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:28:09.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Homenaje a Gabriella Marencio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/Oporto22%20-%20Fachada%20Portuguesa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;                            Fachada portuguesa de la ciudad de Oporto - Septiembre 2004 -&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113840371139998831?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113840371139998831/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113840371139998831' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840371139998831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840371139998831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/01/homenaje-gabriella-marencio.html' title='Homenaje a Gabriella Marencio'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113840346187221178</id><published>2006-01-27T23:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:26:22.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paraísos de un lobo estepario</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/DSC04317.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/DSC04317.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lago Bled (Eslovenia) - Julio 2005 -&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113840346187221178?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113840346187221178/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113840346187221178' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840346187221178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840346187221178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/01/parasos-de-un-lobo-estepario.html' title='Paraísos de un lobo estepario'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113840098460358932</id><published>2006-01-27T23:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:25:33.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Odiosos  Führer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/Aznar%20se%20ahoga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/400/Aznar%20se%20ahoga2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Valladolid (España) – 2003 -&lt;br /&gt;Final de la etapa del gobierno de Aznar&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"Como la dicha de un pueblo depende de ser bien gobernado, la elección de sus gobernantes pide una reflexión profunda"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-- Joseph Joubert --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p class="autor"&gt;                                     &lt;a title="Frases de Joseph Joubert" href="http://www.proverbia.net/citasautor.asp?autor=528"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/Aznar%20se%20ahoga2.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113840098460358932?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113840098460358932/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113840098460358932' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840098460358932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113840098460358932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/01/odiosos-fhrer.html' title='Odiosos  Führer'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113839980012629563</id><published>2006-01-27T22:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:24:29.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'>El peso de la Ausencia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/1600/Cameron%20por%20agua2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5411/761/200/Cameron%20por%20agua2.0.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sueño volatil de una imagen&lt;br /&gt;© Monde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El alma&lt;br /&gt;se contrae&lt;br /&gt;se apelmaza&lt;br /&gt;se encoge&lt;br /&gt;se engulle&lt;br /&gt;se aplasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sufre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es el peso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el peso de la ausencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Marin Marais --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113839980012629563?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113839980012629563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113839980012629563' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113839980012629563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113839980012629563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/01/el-peso-de-la-ausencia.html' title='El peso de la Ausencia'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-113839834109344598</id><published>2006-01-27T22:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T22:57:31.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Incierto destino</title><content type='html'>Sobre esta hoja en blanco&lt;br /&gt;el tiempo se detiene,&lt;br /&gt;mi memoria se ahoga de tinta&lt;br /&gt;mientras mi mirada divaga&lt;br /&gt;en la espesa niebla que me rodea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas de humo &lt;br /&gt;se evaporan de mi retina. &lt;br /&gt;Tu sonrisas, tus ojos y tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;se esfuman en su estela vaporosa &lt;br /&gt;y mi voluntad&lt;br /&gt;no puede más retenerlos a mi lado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un último abrazo...&lt;br /&gt;    un último beso...&lt;br /&gt;        se pierden&lt;br /&gt;             en la duda &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de un nuevo e incierto destino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Marin Marais --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-113839834109344598?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/113839834109344598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=113839834109344598' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113839834109344598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/113839834109344598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2006/01/incierto-destino.html' title='Incierto destino'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-111678704913377843</id><published>2005-05-22T20:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T20:37:29.156+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Preocupaciones</title><content type='html'>"Me preocupa no saber quién seré, ni siquiera se quien quiero ser; pero bien sé que hay que elegir. Querría andar por caminos seguros, que lleven sólo allí a donde habría decidido ir; pero no sé; no sé lo que debo querer. Siento mil identidades posibles en mí ; pero no puedo resignarme a no ser más que una. Y me asusto, a cada instante, a cada palabra que escribo, a cada gesto que hago, de pensar que es un rasgo más, imborrable, de mi figura, que se fija; una figura dudosa, impersonal; una figura cobarde, puesto que no he sabido elegir y delimitarla fieramente "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Andre Gide --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-111678704913377843?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/111678704913377843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=111678704913377843' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/111678704913377843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/111678704913377843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2005/05/preocupaciones.html' title='Preocupaciones'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-111408871765936288</id><published>2005-04-21T15:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T15:05:17.660+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Las alas son para volar</title><content type='html'>Cuando se hizo mayor, su padre le dijo : "Hijo mío: no todos nacemos con alas. si bien es cierto que te limitarás a caminar teniendo las alas que el buen "dios" te ha dado."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pero yo no se volar - contestó el hijo.&lt;br /&gt;- Es verdad... - dijo el padre. Y , caminando, lo llevo hasta el borde del abismo de la montaña.&lt;br /&gt;- ¿Ves, hijo?. Este es el vació. cuando quieras volar vas a venir aquí, vas a tomar aire, vas a saltar al abismo y , extendiendo las alas, volarás.&lt;br /&gt;El hijo dudó.&lt;br /&gt;-¿Y si me caigo?.&lt;br /&gt;- aunque te caigas, no morirás. sólo te harás algunos rasguños que te harán mas fuerte para el siguiente intento - contestó el padre.&lt;br /&gt;El hijo volvió al pueblo a ver a sus amigos , a sus compañeros, aquellos con los que había caminado toda su vida.&lt;br /&gt;Los más estrechos de mente le dijeron: "¿Estás loco?. ¿Para qué?. Tu padre está medio loco...¿Para quçé necesitas volar?.¿Por qué no te dejas de tonterías?.¿Quien necesita volar?."&lt;br /&gt;Los mejores amigos le aconsejaron: "¿Y si fuera cierto?.¿No será peligroso?¿Por qué no empiezas despacio?. Prueba a tirarte desde una escalera o desde la copa de un árbol. Pero...¿desde la cima?.&lt;br /&gt;El joven escuchó el consejo de quienes le querían. Subió a la copa de un árbol y, llenándose de coraje, saltó. Desplegó las alas, las agitó en el aire con todas sus fuierzas pero, desgraciadamente, se precipitó a tierra.&lt;br /&gt;Con un gran chinchón en la frente, se cruzó con su padre.&lt;br /&gt;- ¡¡Me mentiste!. No puedo volar, lo he probado y ¡mira el golpe que me he dado!. No soy como tú. Mis alas sólo son de adorno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hijo mío - dijo el padre. &lt;strong&gt;Para volar, hay que crear el espacio libre necesario para que las alas se desplieguen&lt;/strong&gt;. Es como como tirarse en paracaídas: necesitas cierta altura antes de saltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para volar hay que empezar asumiendo riesgos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no quieres, lo mejor quizá sea resignarse y seguir caminando para siempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- cuento de autor que desconozco -- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-111408871765936288?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/111408871765936288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=111408871765936288' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/111408871765936288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/111408871765936288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2005/04/las-alas-son-para-volar.html' title='Las alas son para volar'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-111403576468928461</id><published>2005-04-21T00:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T00:24:28.660+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La fuente</title><content type='html'>La fuente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joven,te ofrezco el don de esta copa de plata&lt;br /&gt;para que un día puedas calmar la sed ardiente,&lt;br /&gt;la sed que con su fuego más que la muerte mata.&lt;br /&gt;Mas debes abrevarte tan sólo en una fuente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otro agua que la suya tendrá que serte ingrata;&lt;br /&gt;basta su oculto origen en la gruta viviente&lt;br /&gt;donde la interna música de su cristal desata,&lt;br /&gt;junto al árbol que llora y la roca que siente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guíete el misterioso eco de su murmullo;&lt;br /&gt;asciende por los riscos ásperos del orgullo;&lt;br /&gt;baja por la constancia y desciende al abismo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuya entrada sombría guardan siete panteras:&lt;br /&gt;son los Siete Pecados las siete bestias fieras.&lt;br /&gt;llena la copa y bebe:la fuente está en ti mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruben Darío&lt;br /&gt;(de Prosas profanas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-111403576468928461?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/111403576468928461/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=111403576468928461' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/111403576468928461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/111403576468928461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2005/04/la-fuente.html' title='La fuente'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-111403569177784018</id><published>2005-04-21T00:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T00:25:03.056+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Si yo pudiera morder la tierra toda</title><content type='html'>Si yo pudiera morder la tierra toda...&lt;br /&gt;Si yo pudiera morder la tierra toda&lt;br /&gt;y sentirle el sabor seria más feliz porun momento...&lt;br /&gt;Pero no siempre quiero ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;es necesario ser de vez en cuando infeliz para poder ser natural...&lt;br /&gt;No todo es dias de sol&lt;br /&gt;y la lluvia cuando falta mucho, se pide.&lt;br /&gt;Por eso tomo la infelicidad con la felicidad.&lt;br /&gt;Naturalmente como quien no se extraña&lt;br /&gt;con que existan montañas y planicies y que haya rocas y hierbas...&lt;br /&gt;Lo que es necesario es ser natural y calmado en la felicidad o en la infelicidad.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir como quien mira.&lt;br /&gt;Pensar como quien anda,&lt;br /&gt;y cuando se ha de morir,&lt;br /&gt;recordar que el dia muere y que el poniente&lt;br /&gt;es bello y es bella la noche que queda.&lt;br /&gt;Así es y así sea.&lt;br /&gt;---- Fernando Pessoa ---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-111403569177784018?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/111403569177784018/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=111403569177784018' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/111403569177784018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/111403569177784018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2005/04/si-yo-pudiera-morder-la-tierra-toda.html' title='Si yo pudiera morder la tierra toda'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066097.post-110536864857511159</id><published>2005-01-10T15:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T22:51:44.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La vida no vale nada</title><content type='html'>Cuando se me ocurre pensar que los individuos no son más que gotas de saliva que escupe la vida, y que la vida no vale mucho más frente a la materia, me dirijo hacia el primer bar que encuentro con la intención de no salir más de él. Y sin embargo, ni siquiera mil botellas me darían el gusto de la Utopía, de esa creencia en que algo es aún posible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- E. Ciorán --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Blog idealista para el suicidio de la conciencia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10066097-110536864857511159?l=flechashacialanada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/feeds/110536864857511159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10066097&amp;postID=110536864857511159' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/110536864857511159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10066097/posts/default/110536864857511159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flechashacialanada.blogspot.com/2005/01/la-vida-no-vale-nada.html' title='La vida no vale nada'/><author><name>Borja Santos Porras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08193677554929449440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_90v7nzZA12g/R1mqryZu6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/PaEy-AS-ziY/S220/PB040186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
