<?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-7704471014168918159</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:57:34.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desilusión ópticA</title><subtitle type='html'>Choose your own ground</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704471014168918159/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MaRi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173370536841280664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://spc.fotologs.net/photo/60/60/6/perla_lo_sabe/1186868091_f.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704471014168918159.post-8121853693127036098</id><published>2008-04-15T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:36:25.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>***Fake Plastic Me***</title><content type='html'>*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QnSBvZNNSZQ/SAVTU0yameI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9pLO1DsFwE4/s1600-h/DSCN0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QnSBvZNNSZQ/SAVTU0yameI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9pLO1DsFwE4/s200/DSCN0379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189645762846956002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo que hay solo algunas pocas cosas peores que no ver un problema...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una de ellas es verlo y no hacer nada al respecto.&lt;br /&gt;Porque no podés;&lt;br /&gt;porque no intentás;&lt;br /&gt;o peor: porque no querés.&lt;br /&gt;Yo NO QUIERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo conozco los riesgos&lt;br /&gt;conoscos los prejuicios&lt;br /&gt;conozco las peleas&lt;br /&gt;conozco los bajones.&lt;br /&gt;Pero ninguna de estas cosas me saca que MI PROBLEMA ES MÍO.&lt;br /&gt;Y es un problema porque otro lo estipuló...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Igual siempre queda esa aguja en la concienca...&lt;br /&gt;Hay gente que me quiere...&lt;br /&gt;Y son los mismos que me dijeron enferma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una aguja un la concienca...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pincha tanto como mi objetivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QnSBvZNNSZQ/SAVPPUyamdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZnXTh3bpjtU/s1600-h/DSCN0431.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704471014168918159-8121853693127036098?l=mari-dsop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/feeds/8121853693127036098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704471014168918159&amp;postID=8121853693127036098' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704471014168918159/posts/default/8121853693127036098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704471014168918159/posts/default/8121853693127036098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/2008/04/creo-que-hay-solo-algunas-pocas-cosas.html' title='***Fake Plastic Me***'/><author><name>MaRi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173370536841280664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://spc.fotologs.net/photo/60/60/6/perla_lo_sabe/1186868091_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QnSBvZNNSZQ/SAVTU0yameI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9pLO1DsFwE4/s72-c/DSCN0379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704471014168918159.post-413794260016179707</id><published>2007-09-18T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:39:13.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--My Suicide--</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Suicide is a form of murder--premeditated murder. It isn't something you do the first time you think of doing it. It takes getting used to. And you need the means, the opportunity, the motive. A successful suicide demands good organization and a cool head, both of which are usually incompatible with the suicidal syaye of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The motive is paramount. Without a strong motive, you're sunk.&lt;br /&gt; My motives were weak: an American-history paper I didn't want to write and the quistion I'd asked months earlier, Why not kill myself? Dead, I wouldn't have to write the paper. Nor would I have to keep debating the question.&lt;br /&gt; The debate was wearing me out. Once you've posed that question, it won't go away. I think many people kill themselves simply to stop the debate wether they will or they won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Actually, it was only part of myself I wanted to kill: the part that wanted to kill herfelf, that dragged me into the suicide debate and made every window, kitchen implement, and subway station a rehearsal for tragedy.&lt;br /&gt; I didn't figure this out, though, until after I had swallowed the fifty aspirin.&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;Fragmento "Girl, Interrupted"&lt;br /&gt;Susanna Kaysen&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un espejo&lt;---&gt; Un reflejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(de algún tiempo)&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QnSBvZNNSZQ/RvBlrzAXhSI/AAAAAAAAADs/LVbhUlf05w8/s1600-h/fall+to+pieces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QnSBvZNNSZQ/RvBlrzAXhSI/AAAAAAAAADs/LVbhUlf05w8/s400/fall+to+pieces.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111697380166042914" 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;Saber que nadie lee me deja decir cosas que de otra forma no diría...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704471014168918159-413794260016179707?l=mari-dsop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/feeds/413794260016179707/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704471014168918159&amp;postID=413794260016179707' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704471014168918159/posts/default/413794260016179707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704471014168918159/posts/default/413794260016179707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-suicide.html' title='--My Suicide--'/><author><name>MaRi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173370536841280664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://spc.fotologs.net/photo/60/60/6/perla_lo_sabe/1186868091_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QnSBvZNNSZQ/RvBlrzAXhSI/AAAAAAAAADs/LVbhUlf05w8/s72-c/fall+to+pieces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704471014168918159.post-4502066530763755464</id><published>2007-09-16T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T07:42:10.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DesapareceR</title><content type='html'>Según la R.A.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="eLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desaparecer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="eEtimo"&gt; (&lt;a&gt;De&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;des-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eEtimo"&gt; y &lt;i&gt;aparecer&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 1.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrv"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrv" title="verbo transitivo"&gt;tr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Ocultar, quitar de la vista con presteza. &lt;span class="eAbrv" title="Usado también como intransitivo y como pronominal"&gt;U. t. c. intr. y c. prnl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: -0.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="0_2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="eOrdenAcepLema"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 2.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAbrv"&gt; &lt;span class="eAbrv" title="verbo intransitivo"&gt;intr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="eAcep"&gt; Dejar de existir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olvidar a una perona es mucho peor que matarla.&lt;br /&gt;Mucho peor.&lt;br /&gt;Cada movimiento, cada palabra.&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo que fue de esa persna se extingue.&lt;br /&gt;No quedan testimonios ni testigos.&lt;br /&gt;No queda ni un solo rastro de su existencia.&lt;br /&gt;No existe en el pensamiento de nadie, excepto el suyo.&lt;br /&gt;Nadie llora por su culpa.&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;Por que alguien se esforzaría tanto para conseguirlo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704471014168918159-4502066530763755464?l=mari-dsop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/feeds/4502066530763755464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704471014168918159&amp;postID=4502066530763755464' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704471014168918159/posts/default/4502066530763755464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704471014168918159/posts/default/4502066530763755464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/2007/09/olvidame-de-una-vez.html' title='DesapareceR'/><author><name>MaRi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173370536841280664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://spc.fotologs.net/photo/60/60/6/perla_lo_sabe/1186868091_f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704471014168918159.post-2354082810537287266</id><published>2007-09-05T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T15:38:58.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--+Punto - muertO+--</title><content type='html'>"... Quiero romper las cuerdas&lt;br /&gt;quebrar mis cábalas&lt;br /&gt;y mis miedos&lt;br /&gt;Quiero romper tus muros&lt;br /&gt;y mis espejos&lt;br /&gt;Quiero sangrar mis dudas&lt;br /&gt;y llorar mis deudas&lt;br /&gt;Quiero saltar&lt;br /&gt;y no dejar de caer...&lt;br /&gt;al menos no hasta estar seguro&lt;br /&gt;de que puedo volar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No importa quein escribió eso... tampoco me acuerdo...&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;La cosa es que me gusta y que lo tengo hace años anotado en un post-it que paso por las hojas de todas mis ajendas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me voy a tomar un café... y a estudiar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'talue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704471014168918159-2354082810537287266?l=mari-dsop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/feeds/2354082810537287266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704471014168918159&amp;postID=2354082810537287266' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704471014168918159/posts/default/2354082810537287266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704471014168918159/posts/default/2354082810537287266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/2007/09/punto-muerto.html' title='--+Punto - muertO+--'/><author><name>MaRi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173370536841280664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://spc.fotologs.net/photo/60/60/6/perla_lo_sabe/1186868091_f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704471014168918159.post-7482683444618760276</id><published>2007-09-02T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T19:40:27.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLegando...</title><content type='html'>Bueno...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca supe muy bien como funcionan estas cosas, pero supongo que dicidi que no me importa y me hice un blog igual...&lt;br /&gt;Creo que alguna vez por principio de año empece a armar uno y me ganó la computadora...&lt;br /&gt;En fin, ya veré que pasa.&lt;br /&gt;Digan hola y tírenme algún pique!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;'talue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MaRi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704471014168918159-7482683444618760276?l=mari-dsop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/feeds/7482683444618760276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704471014168918159&amp;postID=7482683444618760276' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704471014168918159/posts/default/7482683444618760276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704471014168918159/posts/default/7482683444618760276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mari-dsop.blogspot.com/2007/09/llegando.html' title='LLegando...'/><author><name>MaRi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11173370536841280664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://spc.fotologs.net/photo/60/60/6/perla_lo_sabe/1186868091_f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
