tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11523015293983460972024-02-08T06:57:23.009+01:00... Entre ... hojarasca ...Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.comBlogger366125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-28773141357934869692009-12-03T09:33:00.002+01:002009-12-03T09:37:51.471+01:00En defensa de los derechos fundamentales en internet...Ante la inclusión en el Anteproyecto de Ley de Economía sostenible de modificaciones legislativas que afectan al libre ejercicio de las libertades de expresión, información y el derecho de acceso a la cultura a través de Internet, los periodistas, bloggers, usuarios, profesionales y creadores de Internet manifestamos nuestra firme oposición al proyecto, y declaramos que:<br /><br />1.Los derechos de autor no pueden situarse por encima de los derechos fundamentales de los ciudadanos, como el derecho a la privacidad, a la seguridad, a la presunción de inocencia, a la tutela judicial efectiva y a la libertad de expresión.<br />2.La suspensión de derechos fundamentales es y debe seguir siendo competencia exclusiva del poder judicial. Ni un cierre sin sentencia. Este anteproyecto, en contra de lo establecido en el artículo 20.5 de la Constitución, pone en manos de un órgano no judicial -un organismo dependiente del ministerio de Cultura-, la potestad de impedir a los ciudadanos españoles el acceso a cualquier página web.<br />3.La nueva legislación creará inseguridad jurídica en todo el sector tecnológico español, perjudicando uno de los pocos campos de desarrollo y futuro de nuestra economía, entorpeciendo la creación de empresas, introduciendo trabas a la libre competencia y ralentizando su proyección internacional.<br />4.La nueva legislación propuesta amenaza a los nuevos creadores y entorpece la creación cultural. Con Internet y los sucesivos avances tecnológicos se ha democratizado extraordinariamente la creación y emisión de contenidos de todo tipo, que ya no provienen prevalentemente de las industrias culturales tradicionales, sino de multitud de fuentes diferentes.<br />5.Los autores, como todos los trabajadores, tienen derecho a vivir de su trabajo con nuevas ideas creativas, modelos de negocio y actividades asociadas a sus creaciones. Intentar sostener con cambios legislativos a una industria obsoleta que no sabe adaptarse a este nuevo entorno no es ni justo ni realista. Si su modelo de negocio se basaba en el control de las copias de las obras y en Internet no es posible sin vulnerar derechos fundamentales, deberían buscar otro modelo.<br />6.Consideramos que las industrias culturales necesitan para sobrevivir alternativas modernas, eficaces, creíbles y asequibles y que se adecuen a los nuevos usos sociales, en lugar de limitaciones tan desproporcionadas como ineficaces para el fin que dicen perseguir.<br />7.Internet debe funcionar de forma libre y sin interferencias políticas auspiciadas por sectores que pretenden perpetuar obsoletos modelos de negocio e imposibilitar que el saber humano siga siendo libre.<br />8.Exigimos que el Gobierno garantice por ley la neutralidad de la Red en España, ante cualquier presión que pueda producirse, como marco para el desarrollo de una economía sostenible y realista de cara al futuro.<br />9.Proponemos una verdadera reforma del derecho de propiedad intelectual orientada a su fin: devolver a la sociedad el conocimiento, promover el dominio público y limitar los abusos de las entidades gestoras.<br />10.En democracia las leyes y sus modificaciones deben aprobarse tras el oportuno debate público y habiendo consultado previamente a todas las partes implicadas. No es de recibo que se realicen cambios legislativos que afectan a derechos fundamentales en una ley no orgánica y que versa sobre otra materia.Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-78383160033488980972007-07-26T18:12:00.000+02:002007-07-26T18:18:49.547+02:00Últimas palabras ...<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitFvrMyRdDCdx9SPe-3pExnvb6YmUELOsDTPvJJ4m6N12WsddpOmlH_4nMmIQ4IXbOLxoFUHdw_IeFvs17sfI_BSBHkXc7FsoQmElBYeCl9iklOigdSU7tpYp6GZZYVPz2zPFnKXHUIDU/s1600-h/The_End_by_Saasta.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091539521766136770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitFvrMyRdDCdx9SPe-3pExnvb6YmUELOsDTPvJJ4m6N12WsddpOmlH_4nMmIQ4IXbOLxoFUHdw_IeFvs17sfI_BSBHkXc7FsoQmElBYeCl9iklOigdSU7tpYp6GZZYVPz2zPFnKXHUIDU/s400/The_End_by_Saasta.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No sé porque dije lo que he dicho,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">si al decirlo no dije nada.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Más diciéndolo me dije algo a mi mismo,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">pero ni diciéndolo comprendo lo que dije.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Por eso ya, más vale no decir nada más;</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">aunque no decir nada más ya,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">sea lo mismo que dije</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">y que yo no sé porque lo he dicho.</span></div>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-77376049904393212952007-07-26T15:01:00.000+02:002007-07-30T10:37:42.013+02:00El final y el objetivo ...<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSTyBxE7yNrA2XpfTjQVhxOhb6WHgAYCJOEBMTUBorEj-lH07TJESWgVzDOB-bbrZIvMPoUyAy8Bxkn7bix2D60gKWqZvxX351b0HtWIEZ1NJfKen_oYq1ziuPky88LGgknCj8z33_vIk/s1600-h/zzzSilent_Audience_by_pesare.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091491340823010226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSTyBxE7yNrA2XpfTjQVhxOhb6WHgAYCJOEBMTUBorEj-lH07TJESWgVzDOB-bbrZIvMPoUyAy8Bxkn7bix2D60gKWqZvxX351b0HtWIEZ1NJfKen_oYq1ziuPky88LGgknCj8z33_vIk/s400/zzzSilent_Audience_by_pesare.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No todo final es un objetivo. El final de la melodía no es su objetivo; pero, a pesar de esto, si la melodía no llega a su final, no logra su objetivo. Todo un símbolo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><em>El caminante y su sombra. Friedrich Nietzsche.</em></span></div>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-53160493949300274292007-07-25T12:35:00.001+02:002007-07-25T12:39:02.424+02:00Bob Dylan y John Lennon ...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><em>Primera parte:</em></span><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c8OkqwY0tvc"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c8OkqwY0tvc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><em>Segunda parte:</em></span><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x-Bt8hD8Nxw"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x-Bt8hD8Nxw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object></div>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-19746379718950489032007-07-25T09:53:00.000+02:002007-07-26T15:00:38.105+02:00Anorexia ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi60jc2jGH-V1FEn-BHOP0ZT-ZHO9i7lxJQd5eDDqS4Q4RZ0HsR0lymWfbWZ2tzdKY8vGqfkumD5NUrBHF3P4DZLvrrAjncm7s07Vzo9gv1j5nJn6w2Lm0R4Du_EtItCBnCSsvUsjJ-g7I/s1600-h/ANOREXIA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091489682965633954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi60jc2jGH-V1FEn-BHOP0ZT-ZHO9i7lxJQd5eDDqS4Q4RZ0HsR0lymWfbWZ2tzdKY8vGqfkumD5NUrBHF3P4DZLvrrAjncm7s07Vzo9gv1j5nJn6w2Lm0R4Du_EtItCBnCSsvUsjJ-g7I/s400/ANOREXIA.jpg" border="0" /></a>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-11968537540946263992007-07-25T09:05:00.000+02:002007-07-25T09:06:22.340+02:00Orangutanes en peligro ...<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DtPvHu9un7Y"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DtPvHu9un7Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-89530224943525202772007-07-25T08:45:00.000+02:002007-07-25T08:56:43.898+02:00Marihuana 2000 ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV5cGEWRu6QJG-hgjLr7iRq-lkUisRN6MG35y564LM4Aus8vGpL8qYo6dnmIONqtSKGkTJ8pmxy4fKJuDYBRWW-rxVxzFsejvKkVnlH_cin83P1SsA4JQB8QvMCkjSRjn5wNnkJvIJyh4/s1600-h/marijuana_by_romaneza.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091023898057350018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV5cGEWRu6QJG-hgjLr7iRq-lkUisRN6MG35y564LM4Aus8vGpL8qYo6dnmIONqtSKGkTJ8pmxy4fKJuDYBRWW-rxVxzFsejvKkVnlH_cin83P1SsA4JQB8QvMCkjSRjn5wNnkJvIJyh4/s400/marijuana_by_romaneza.jpg" border="0" /></a>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-7186455233237597282007-07-24T16:48:00.000+02:002007-07-24T17:28:01.674+02:00Voz humana ...<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhCyYZMeUQF9aiwoCJSR1_sqrjD2p2tWqTGymfb2ad4YXT5xPuvC-Dea7hSc0XWu_WEjPhCtnBL7NX9Nser8QbPbXAeoQdmGdf_sp384ENAC9OIWZz8a6gB973SAcFY9Bq_frgaGLQxHQ/s1600-h/Boca+cosida.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090775575933197170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhCyYZMeUQF9aiwoCJSR1_sqrjD2p2tWqTGymfb2ad4YXT5xPuvC-Dea7hSc0XWu_WEjPhCtnBL7NX9Nser8QbPbXAeoQdmGdf_sp384ENAC9OIWZz8a6gB973SAcFY9Bq_frgaGLQxHQ/s400/Boca+cosida.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">La suprema belleza de las palabras solo se revela, perdido el significado con que nacen, en el goce de su esencia musical, cuando la voz humana, por la virtud del tono, vuelve a infundirles toda su inteligencia.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><em>Ramón Mª del Valle-Inclán.</em></span></div>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-6420283957429848162007-07-24T14:13:00.000+02:002007-07-24T14:18:01.158+02:00Marihuana navideña ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuHmUgg4077eseNpCgXYhvBSGBWR-ovNMLeObt2LfK3McZ9w-7XiuW9KCONa5YxaXAT-SCKkH712EuDAHq5vfmrXRe8GHAZZilTCm58onOFaJAd5bTt8qv77r7TeyDbrYSHitDjgIr65g/s1600-h/Marihuana+navidad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090736465960999778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuHmUgg4077eseNpCgXYhvBSGBWR-ovNMLeObt2LfK3McZ9w-7XiuW9KCONa5YxaXAT-SCKkH712EuDAHq5vfmrXRe8GHAZZilTCm58onOFaJAd5bTt8qv77r7TeyDbrYSHitDjgIr65g/s400/Marihuana+navidad.jpg" border="0" /></a>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-33232161723442715402007-07-24T08:22:00.000+02:002007-07-24T08:23:42.595+02:00Salvemos los bosques ...<object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yFKwfJfYdeA"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yFKwfJfYdeA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-86786152527245233132007-07-23T21:28:00.000+02:002007-07-23T21:33:25.430+02:00Insignificancia notable ...<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnqCemO1lVu4cPFY71oIm9rolCmnC8ec5JiFjGPmcKFZp0LPezAljuLLDuKrUv2izFdQEQHl7PUN6hdCQQnjzqOCMXyc-LhHT4kCmIobqNUesqmOleFSOOKAhcy2JRHmH3CbKkp1q5CPE/s1600-h/vladstudio_music_1152x864.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090476757878545234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnqCemO1lVu4cPFY71oIm9rolCmnC8ec5JiFjGPmcKFZp0LPezAljuLLDuKrUv2izFdQEQHl7PUN6hdCQQnjzqOCMXyc-LhHT4kCmIobqNUesqmOleFSOOKAhcy2JRHmH3CbKkp1q5CPE/s400/vladstudio_music_1152x864.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cada cosa tiene su utilidad en la tierra, y el más insignificante objeto en apariencia, ha producido milagros. El arte de la música debe su origen a una caña, la arquitectura a un matorral de acebo.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><em>Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.</em></span></div>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-71407637356450130512007-07-23T14:23:00.000+02:002007-07-23T14:27:13.916+02:00Carmen ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWyYnzvDOoFbY6F6E-JbusEo09HnLA9J4CGaCJwjqGk1xSmbq2TYrxNmsBoyZs_K5UEqK0eOrYaUOiZURFERePUcL44MfiLIxKrRqUtnenoDkjFzLkFefnPaVSGZZGaCLKoyQsj_EMCvM/s1600-h/the_message_by_gonzomouse.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090367137428249410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWyYnzvDOoFbY6F6E-JbusEo09HnLA9J4CGaCJwjqGk1xSmbq2TYrxNmsBoyZs_K5UEqK0eOrYaUOiZURFERePUcL44MfiLIxKrRqUtnenoDkjFzLkFefnPaVSGZZGaCLKoyQsj_EMCvM/s400/the_message_by_gonzomouse.jpg" border="0" /></a>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-7316403203365770982007-07-23T09:01:00.000+02:002007-07-23T09:04:42.603+02:00Stop the net ...<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vU8efOWIeek"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vU8efOWIeek" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-82905917985421213362007-07-22T21:26:00.000+02:002007-07-22T21:32:02.010+02:00Palabras ...<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMKjX56W_V_xdCjUvTevhv71KtbMfKQ7m3yUoGETSBwXq4HHb1sSE0JOJ5Ezl_v49D1ndB-XV-sNFke73HvFdpLxEqgE-aCVO2Xsl2EPJoFKj0octLgJCKrdbd1GpYOG68k1EcfUyVSLM/s1600-h/Boca+tapada001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090106042071358258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMKjX56W_V_xdCjUvTevhv71KtbMfKQ7m3yUoGETSBwXq4HHb1sSE0JOJ5Ezl_v49D1ndB-XV-sNFke73HvFdpLxEqgE-aCVO2Xsl2EPJoFKj0octLgJCKrdbd1GpYOG68k1EcfUyVSLM/s400/Boca+tapada001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nunca desconfiamos bastante de las palabras. Parecen nada las palabras, sin peligro, pequeños soplos, un ruido en la boca sin frío ni calor, no desconfiamos de ellas y viene la catástrofe. Hay palabras escondidas entre las otras como piedras. No las descubrimos pero ellas nos envenenan la vida.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><em>Louis Ferdinand Celine.</em></span></div>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-37116853607942216822007-07-22T13:02:00.000+02:002007-07-22T13:03:10.708+02:00Marijuana ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZZqDlNDz4LLGp-rh69hZSxhPpWG6mVryowvToSiNvBolts6Tl-_Y-R1crV0YzI_I8v42WnqwQAIHltkdSfKTQRuQsxFEiuQAiU9kvlp7Zga3L2ldhFXurkRdFFDbbVmRQ2oKhsXOCucc/s1600-h/MARIJUANA_by_Hyp0cruiser.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089975011209091858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZZqDlNDz4LLGp-rh69hZSxhPpWG6mVryowvToSiNvBolts6Tl-_Y-R1crV0YzI_I8v42WnqwQAIHltkdSfKTQRuQsxFEiuQAiU9kvlp7Zga3L2ldhFXurkRdFFDbbVmRQ2oKhsXOCucc/s400/MARIJUANA_by_Hyp0cruiser.jpg" border="0" /></a>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-56204050234472540392007-07-22T09:20:00.001+02:002007-07-22T09:20:46.566+02:00No es tan difícil ...<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FJncDo-3CE"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FJncDo-3CE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-58256232587932419672007-07-21T18:49:00.000+02:002007-07-21T19:10:20.326+02:00Like a rolling stone ...<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOjtxMS_J9ZPrTnfBkv0KFxmIKEjbCFCIy1Jd1rJeJAoBHIvq4GcSOGWcoBIeTElFMlKYJ5Kplc-rChu37i5k_5Q8uiPSlOQTE2NU7vB7W0_C7YTG_spC1E6dSzHeMEwYlD83t9xMRlUA/s1600-h/plate6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089693497577675522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOjtxMS_J9ZPrTnfBkv0KFxmIKEjbCFCIy1Jd1rJeJAoBHIvq4GcSOGWcoBIeTElFMlKYJ5Kplc-rChu37i5k_5Q8uiPSlOQTE2NU7vB7W0_C7YTG_spC1E6dSzHeMEwYlD83t9xMRlUA/s400/plate6.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Once upon a time you dressed so fine</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You thought they were all kiddin' you</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You used to laugh about</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Everybody that was hangin' out</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now you don't talk so loud</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now you don't seem so proud</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">About having to be scrounging for your next meal.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How does it feel</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How does it feel</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">To be without a home</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Like a complete unknown</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Like a rolling stone?</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But you know you only used to get juiced in it</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You said you'd never compromise</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">With the mystery tramp, but now you realize</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">He's not selling any alibis</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And ask him do you want to make a deal?</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How does it feel</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How does it feel</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">To be on your own</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">With no direction home</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Like a complete unknown</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Like a rolling stone?</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When they all come down and did tricks for you</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You never understood that it ain't no good</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ain't it hard when you discover that</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">He really wasn't where it's at</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">After he took from you everything he could steal.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How does it feel</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How does it feel</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">To be on your own</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">With no direction home</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Like a complete unknown</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Like a rolling stone?</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You used to be so amused</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How does it feel</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How does it feel</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">To be on your own</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">With no direction home</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Like a complete unknown</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Like a rolling stone?</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><em>Like a rolling stone. Bob Dylan.</em></span></div>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-71291777684390297892007-07-21T12:10:00.000+02:002007-07-21T12:36:06.752+02:00Censura no, el jueves si ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSylAK4Yxk7LKFrtjkb26fZ-q_BdY8tWzHHW9g0CU08ef5qYMsCHL-q9Y8sF4MyvkUiu4kDyE7mmXNC7rfoM_f-BnLp-MdmwKqBVjANnE3qLZTxsXRu-0rXyT5xHckaSDMZoQDfS_wZ7I/s1600-h/El+jueves.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089590830679431922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSylAK4Yxk7LKFrtjkb26fZ-q_BdY8tWzHHW9g0CU08ef5qYMsCHL-q9Y8sF4MyvkUiu4kDyE7mmXNC7rfoM_f-BnLp-MdmwKqBVjANnE3qLZTxsXRu-0rXyT5xHckaSDMZoQDfS_wZ7I/s400/El+jueves.jpg" border="0" /></a>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-5257139046063182192007-07-20T11:11:00.000+02:002007-07-20T11:12:09.553+02:00Salva el mundo ...<object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UIXkKGru5-I"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UIXkKGru5-I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-20515240167692256002007-07-19T17:55:00.000+02:002007-07-20T12:14:48.321+02:00Los impacientes ...<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyGKq6-DJYklFOIDgIiiDrJRRN9KLGT0CsMYUtbKUuWcT0lmcxVp7IMuQIOftywUfyjoakjFUJGQoy6yKDiq544JAYHKuyxpZLkPDnR_uwWlsIvdGqPOxtBRIFUNSfG6oY_gAUySt1eJA/s1600-h/Paint_Brush_by_insanellamagirl.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088937374316487570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyGKq6-DJYklFOIDgIiiDrJRRN9KLGT0CsMYUtbKUuWcT0lmcxVp7IMuQIOftywUfyjoakjFUJGQoy6yKDiq544JAYHKuyxpZLkPDnR_uwWlsIvdGqPOxtBRIFUNSfG6oY_gAUySt1eJA/s400/Paint_Brush_by_insanellamagirl.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Lo que está en vías de desarrollo se rebela contra el futuro; es demasiado impaciente para hacer otra cosa. El joven no quiere esperar a que su concepción del hombre y de las cosas se consuma a costa de largos estudios, privaciones y dolores; por consiguiente, acepta sin recelo la imagen enteramente acabada que le ofrecen, como si descubriese en ella anticipadamente los trazos y los colores de su cuadro; se entrega a un filósofo, a un poeta, a una causa y durante mucho tiempo se convierte en su esclavo renegando de sí mismo. Así aprende muchas cosas, pero con frecuencia también olvida lo que es más digno de ser aprendido: el conocimiento de uno mismo; por esta razón no deja de ser un partidario durante toda su vida. ¡Hay que sufrir y trabajar mucho hasta dar con el pincel y con el lienzo! E incluso entonces estaremos muy lejos aún de dominar el arte de vivir, aunque, por lo menos, seremos dueños de nuestro propio taller.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><em>El caminante y su sombra. Friedrich Nietzsche.</em></span></div>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-13653673268316367892007-07-19T14:55:00.000+02:002007-07-19T14:56:21.183+02:00Rasta legalize ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi10VDuDqbvh5hiL-y8mU0x0cEea3OLgfe0OL7BMkWTttRUj-imbPKbgZYJ3xGhZuhvFkv3Kh1jHLEPJnqow9OcrW3tyJkHy4Uj31l0u2RCkVwHMGZePqg28vW_4XpfwRhMeGVs0O1Nybo/s1600-h/Wallpaper_black_Legalize_by_ak40e7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088878335696036738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi10VDuDqbvh5hiL-y8mU0x0cEea3OLgfe0OL7BMkWTttRUj-imbPKbgZYJ3xGhZuhvFkv3Kh1jHLEPJnqow9OcrW3tyJkHy4Uj31l0u2RCkVwHMGZePqg28vW_4XpfwRhMeGVs0O1Nybo/s400/Wallpaper_black_Legalize_by_ak40e7.jpg" border="0" /></a>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-80804311635747383522007-07-19T06:17:00.000+02:002007-07-19T06:18:42.186+02:00Marginado ...<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hm-pmLgfvqk"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hm-pmLgfvqk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-47793415664358602802007-07-18T15:21:00.000+02:002007-07-18T15:23:58.280+02:00Legalize marihuana ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsbDJnO9hs_VYrTSoG6GWSde90KqP3_9Z5TQV61sCuInZjSB-UPrPVGuJlAylKw2jTosHhgwLAf0K3G_a_oeV45hm1zbkDr0hZpin_YqMAYhdEVOrYjAGocGwfBL7D11YOCWl2ATvmfY8/s1600-h/legalise_it_by_r4don.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088526921471878002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsbDJnO9hs_VYrTSoG6GWSde90KqP3_9Z5TQV61sCuInZjSB-UPrPVGuJlAylKw2jTosHhgwLAf0K3G_a_oeV45hm1zbkDr0hZpin_YqMAYhdEVOrYjAGocGwfBL7D11YOCWl2ATvmfY8/s400/legalise_it_by_r4don.jpg" border="0" /></a>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-63597122485780042862007-07-18T10:33:00.000+02:002007-07-18T10:35:02.402+02:00Usa papel reciclado ...<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DtX2GNk6dzU"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DtX2GNk6dzU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152301529398346097.post-88743855103420096932007-07-17T18:01:00.000+02:002007-07-17T18:21:21.454+02:00Pequeñas frases ...<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhod7_y-w4gp1GSR0wxXwEpTnMXPsmZv-siJ4EkKM6Y-Z7lE_JAUsc2aYLx8SRAVOoFdz-o1iZSk3K-zZwnK98kmF3H8mlCDMhizzwjCG1D8IF0R8QarOy_yw66RiHx4Vuzi0Slu7phOoE/s1600-h/lost_in_loneliness_by_proenca.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088196780220736354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhod7_y-w4gp1GSR0wxXwEpTnMXPsmZv-siJ4EkKM6Y-Z7lE_JAUsc2aYLx8SRAVOoFdz-o1iZSk3K-zZwnK98kmF3H8mlCDMhizzwjCG1D8IF0R8QarOy_yw66RiHx4Vuzi0Slu7phOoE/s400/lost_in_loneliness_by_proenca.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">El silencio es una rosa seca en mi cabeza.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">... ¡Nada y todo! Ganas de besar a una niña o de romper un vaso.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">¡Creo en el mar y sus ojos de agua!</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Estoy construido de sabor de sueño.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Lo más triste del mundo es estar triste.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">El océano es la sangre de los peces.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De todos los dolores, el presente es el peor.</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><em>Diario. Carlos Edmundo de Ory.</em></span></div>Nightjarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618110952768170727noreply@blogger.com1