tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20770714043000752232011-04-21T21:02:04.782-07:00Martahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10262239063544364760noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077071404300075223.post-8529594741511177992009-05-28T03:06:00.001-07:002009-05-28T06:38:31.298-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Sh5kK2cuZnI/AAAAAAAAAPE/DfPSCRLqKSY/s1600-h/dia+5.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Sh5kK2cuZnI/AAAAAAAAAPE/DfPSCRLqKSY/s400/dia+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340816345685452402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" >dia 1: </span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;" >dues simples </span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;" >llavors</span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" > enterrades en un petit test ple de terra</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" >dia 2:</span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </span>el rego i el resguardo del sol directe</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" >dia 3:</span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" > el rego molt i el resguardo del sol directe</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" >dia 4:</span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" > l'ofego amb aigua i se m'oblida de resguarda-lo del sol directe</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" >dia 5:</span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" > les primeres pases del</span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;" > trèvol</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" >dia 6: </span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;" >el trèvol creix a la velocitat de la llum</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Sh5nUXZNW2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Sid7HIFRhbs/s1600-h/dia+5+%282%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Sh5nUXZNW2I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Sid7HIFRhbs/s400/dia+5+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340819807682780002" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: right;">The <span style="font-size:130%;">child</span> is grown<br />The <span style="font-size:180%;">dream</span> is gone<br />And I have become<br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Comfortably numb. </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Sh5jdN1yarI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_rXbPCVjpVM/s1600-h/dia+5+%282%29.jpg"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077071404300075223-852959474151117799?l=toomuchworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Martahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10262239063544364760noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077071404300075223.post-91509622499614854512009-05-27T04:49:00.000-07:002009-05-27T05:38:55.745-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Sh0sA-_da8I/AAAAAAAAAOs/TDCpMtIcrBQ/s1600-h/DSC01191.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 479px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Sh0sA-_da8I/AAAAAAAAAOs/TDCpMtIcrBQ/s400/DSC01191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340473128552065986" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">les primeres pases del trèvol<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077071404300075223-9150962249961485451?l=toomuchworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Martahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10262239063544364760noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077071404300075223.post-87802965454374965252009-05-26T02:15:00.000-07:002009-05-26T02:41:25.002-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Shu2NLTbRUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yadoBp-lKuo/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Shu2NLTbRUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yadoBp-lKuo/s320/DSC01092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340062120666678594" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >lunes, martes, miércoles mirando hacia el mar</span></span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Shu2NuEL_6I/AAAAAAAAAOk/wFKEa3wL-0Y/s1600-h/DSC01166.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Shu2NuEL_6I/AAAAAAAAAOk/wFKEa3wL-0Y/s320/DSC01166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340062129998004130" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >jueves, viernes, sábado sentado junto al mar<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Shu2NW1sbiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/W5v5-HV3hv0/s1600-h/DSC01098.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/Shu2NW1sbiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/W5v5-HV3hv0/s320/DSC01098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340062123763199522" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >en el rompeolas aún se huele el sol</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">es un buen lugar para irse a olvidar<br /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077071404300075223-8780296545437496525?l=toomuchworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Martahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10262239063544364760noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077071404300075223.post-59370226410188730702009-05-21T01:22:00.000-07:002009-05-21T01:52:26.672-07:00sin tinta, sin jabón, sin plata, sin fruta, sin mono, sin tabaco, sin cuchara, sin antena, sin verde, sin clip, sin ventana, sin madera, sin carretera, sin tejado, sin manopla, sin carbón, sin cesto, sin tarta, sin cisterna, sin jarabe, sin postal, sin frio, sin sin.<br /><br />para mañanas "sin".<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077071404300075223-5937022641018873070?l=toomuchworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Martahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10262239063544364760noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077071404300075223.post-5511449079265246812009-05-12T12:50:00.000-07:002009-05-13T00:56:58.267-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/SgnU9m5KLQI/AAAAAAAAANs/L5IFLjlcMf4/s1600-h/FightClub.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/SgnU9m5KLQI/AAAAAAAAANs/L5IFLjlcMf4/s320/FightClub.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335029388474461442" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Toda una generación trabajando en gasolineras, sirviendo mesas o siendo esclavos oficinistas. La publicidad nos hace desear coches y ropas; tenemos empleos que odiamos para comprar mierda que no necesitamos. Somos los hijos malditos de la historia, desarraigados y sin objetivos. No hemos sufrido una gran guerra, ni una gran depresión, nuestra gran depresión es nuestra vida. Crecimos con la televisión, que nos hizo creer que algún día seríamos millonarios, dioses del cine o estrellas del rock; pero no lo seremos, y poco a poco lo entendemos, y eso hace que estemos muy, muy cabreados.<br /><br /><br />FIGHT CLUB<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077071404300075223-551144907926524681?l=toomuchworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Martahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10262239063544364760noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077071404300075223.post-39493098032577897472008-12-25T06:49:00.000-08:002008-12-25T07:11:30.875-08:00<p align="center"><br /></p><p align="left"><object width="373" height="292" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4b75efa4acc82ff3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4b75efa4acc82ff3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943622%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D054C3E3751CA973C4A1535B9BBDB05B6646628.76B33EFEE2709330CD64122CA3918463791EB070%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b75efa4acc82ff3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx9aAS3prRNjXfm1WxfAvnuQPdcM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="373" height="292" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4b75efa4acc82ff3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329943622%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D054C3E3751CA973C4A1535B9BBDB05B6646628.76B33EFEE2709330CD64122CA3918463791EB070%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b75efa4acc82ff3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx9aAS3prRNjXfm1WxfAvnuQPdcM&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">BONADAL Patxi. </span></p><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Una cançó i unes paraules que l'acompanyen. Just to say goodbye.</span></p><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We sit in the car outside your house,<br />I can feel the heat coming 'round,<br />I go to put my arm around you<br />and you give me a look like I'm way out of bounds,<br />well you let out one of your bored sighs,<br />Well lately when I look into your eyes<br />I'm going down</span></p><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">...</span> </p><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/SVOg-wIsL8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/9a4UsHiWiTk/s1600-h/patxii+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283743787769409474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/SVOg-wIsL8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/9a4UsHiWiTk/s320/patxii+033.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><p align="center"></p><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/SVOg-wIsL8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/9a4UsHiWiTk/s1600-h/patxii+033.jpg"></a></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/SVOg-wIsL8I/AAAAAAAAAMs/9a4UsHiWiTk/s1600-h/patxii+033.jpg"></a><p align="center"><br /></p><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"></p><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"></p><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"></p><div align="center"><br /></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077071404300075223-3949309803257789747?l=toomuchworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Martahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10262239063544364760noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077071404300075223.post-29972544560753936212008-12-08T10:00:00.000-08:002008-12-08T10:44:14.960-08:00<u><span style="color:#0000ff;"></span></u><br /><u><span style="color:#0000ff;"></span></u><br /><u><span style="color:#0000ff;"></span></u><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/ST1ox-UAHTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_lzCCvXICo8/s1600-h/geraldine_01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277489546097859890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/ST1ox-UAHTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_lzCCvXICo8/s320/geraldine_01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify">"El artista es aquella persona capaz de hacer la vida más interesante o bella, más comprensible o misteriosa, o probablemente, en el mejor sentido de la expresión, más maravillosa."</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left">George Bellows</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077071404300075223-2997254456075393621?l=toomuchworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Martahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10262239063544364760noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077071404300075223.post-24785455854433210832008-12-04T08:16:00.000-08:002008-12-04T08:35:34.356-08:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275972370410584386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/STgE6ucZOUI/AAAAAAAAALc/8uXm97HTYsE/s320/vallvidrera+mire+(16).jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><br />I de sobte, en el punt en què el tramvia s'aturava</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> al </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">seu davant, alguna cosa se li obrí per dintre i li </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">omplí la boca d'una dolçor inútil de petons antics </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">i de llavis tendres. Tancà el paraigua i pujà. Amb </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">els ulls cansats veia passar les cases, els aparadors,</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">els fanals, tot mig esborrat pels regalims d'aigua. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Una mica buit, una mica ensonyat, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">es deixava </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">dur entre gent indiferent.</span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">Fragment de Mirall Trencat. </span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077071404300075223-2478545585443321083?l=toomuchworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Martahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10262239063544364760noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077071404300075223.post-22269171700693235562008-12-03T03:08:00.000-08:002008-12-03T03:20:25.717-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/STZqdBb4dfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/98hO0ZCWryc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275521060345247218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zZ9aHOy366k/STZqdBb4dfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/98hO0ZCWryc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">I believe that for his escape he took advantage of flight of migrating wild birds.</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077071404300075223-2226917170069323556?l=toomuchworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Martahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10262239063544364760noreply@blogger.com1