<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-7233529299935484214</id><updated>2024-08-31T23:11:04.560-06:00</updated><category term="Poesia"/><category term="Frases"/><category term="Musica"/><category term="Pablo Neruda"/><category term="Pensamientos"/><category term="Reflexion"/><category term="Alux Nahual"/><category term="Borges"/><category term="Canciones"/><category term="Guatemala"/><category term="Kafka"/><category term="Revolución"/><category term="VIolencia"/><category term="Vida"/><title type='text'>Bosque de inspiración</title><subtitle type='html'>Si cada sonrisa, verso y pensamiento fuera un árbol, el mundo seria un bellísimo bosque</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-3155367742229998230</id><published>2011-11-28T12:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T12:03:14.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;En un beso, sabrás todo lo que he callado&quot; Pablo Neruda</title><summary type="text">




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Espero curarme de ti en unos días. Debo dejar de fumarte, de beberte,
de pensarte. Es posible. Siguiendo las prescripciones de la moral en turno.
Me receto tiempo, abstinencia, soledad.&amp;nbsp;



¿Te parece bien que te quiera nada más una semana? No
es mucho, ni es poco, es bastante. En una semana se puede reunir todas
las palabras de amor que se han pronunciado sobre la tierra y se les </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/2295540812068665061/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/espero-curarme-de-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/2295540812068665061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/2295540812068665061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/espero-curarme-de-ti.html' title='Espero curarme de ti'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-4053629078184770633</id><published>2011-11-20T18:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T18:38:24.568-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kafka"/><title type='text'>LA CONDENA (Franz Kafka, 1912)</title><summary type="text">








 
 
 
 
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Era
la espléndida mañana primaveral de un domingo. Georg Bendemann,
joven comerciante, estaba sentado en su cuarto, en el primer piso de
una de esas casas bajas y mal construidas que se levantaban a lo
largo de la rivera, muy poco diferentes unas de otras en altura y
color.

Acababa
de escribir una carta a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/4053629078184770633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-condena-franz-kafka-1912.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/4053629078184770633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/4053629078184770633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-condena-franz-kafka-1912.html' title='LA CONDENA (Franz Kafka, 1912)'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-2814862338001113142</id><published>2011-11-20T18:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T18:30:29.651-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Borges"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frases"/><title type='text'>&quot;Yo no hablo de venganzas ni perdones, el olvido es la única venganza y el único perdón&quot; Jorge Luis Borges</title><summary type="text">




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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/750149754796070986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-perfeccion-se-alcanza-no-cuando-no.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/750149754796070986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/750149754796070986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-perfeccion-se-alcanza-no-cuando-no.html' title='&quot;La perfección se alcanza, no cuando no queda nada por agregar, sino cuando no hay nada mas por quitar&quot; Antoine de Saint-Exupéry'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-6778928215198919409</id><published>2011-11-17T23:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:09:32.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiracion</title><summary type="text">
Es interesante como, cuando estas solo y aislado, todos esos sentimientos hacen que a tu mente vuelva la inspiracion que hace mucho parecia perdida, regrese a ti de la mano de una mezcla de pensamientos bellos, tristes o dolorosos, como los recuerdos y como los sueños que tienes despierto la invitan a visitarte y como cuando te acompaña y empieza a tener efectos en ti, como una droga, te empieza</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/6778928215198919409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/inspiracion.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/6778928215198919409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/6778928215198919409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/inspiracion.html' title='Inspiracion'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-3619959588965922187</id><published>2011-11-17T15:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:59:21.763-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frases"/><title type='text'>UNIVERSITARIO</title><summary type="text">

&quot;Esta ciudad te pertenece, edifica en ella tu presente, para que las generaciones futuras puedan aquí colmar su espíritu de sabiduría.&amp;nbsp; Que tu vida académica sea sagrada, fecunda y hermosa.&amp;nbsp; No entres a esta ciudad del espíritu sin bien probado amor a la verdad y a la libertad.&quot;

Dr. Carlos Martínez Durán

Rector (1945-1950 y 1958-1962), mensaje plaqueta ingreso de la USAC.


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/3619959588965922187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/universitario.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/3619959588965922187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/3619959588965922187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/universitario.html' title='UNIVERSITARIO'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-3955277005581649560</id><published>2011-11-17T15:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:44:58.343-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pensamientos"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="VIolencia"/><title type='text'>Violencia</title><summary type="text">




Violencia también es un niño que no puede ir a la escuela, que no tiene que comer y tiene que trabajar por necesidad, violencia también es quien no recibe atención necesaria en un hospital. Violencia también es estas desempleado y pasar miles de penas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/3955277005581649560/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/violencia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/3955277005581649560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/3955277005581649560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/violencia.html' title='Violencia'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-6163573055506021624</id><published>2011-11-17T15:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:38:43.378-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frases"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pablo Neruda"/><title type='text'>&quot;Si nada nos salva de la muerte, al menos que el amor nos salve de la vida.&quot; - Pablo Neruda.</title><summary type="text">




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/6163573055506021624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/si-nada-nos-salva-de-la-muerte-al-menos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/6163573055506021624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/6163573055506021624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/si-nada-nos-salva-de-la-muerte-al-menos.html' title='&quot;Si nada nos salva de la muerte, al menos que el amor nos salve de la vida.&quot; - Pablo Neruda.'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-2909064804508624470</id><published>2011-11-17T01:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T01:00:32.082-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frases"/><title type='text'>&quot;Siempre he creído que lo más hermoso de la creación es una mujer hermosa&quot;  García Márquez</title><summary type="text"> 
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/2909064804508624470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/siempre-he-creido-que-lo-mas-hermoso-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/2909064804508624470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/2909064804508624470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/siempre-he-creido-que-lo-mas-hermoso-de.html' title='&quot;Siempre he creído que lo más hermoso de la creación es una mujer hermosa&quot;  García Márquez'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-8897179817165812608</id><published>2011-11-17T00:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T00:59:42.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Querida Humanidad: era &quot;Sembrar un árbol, escribir un libro, tener un hijo&quot;, NO &quot;Talar un árbol, quemar un libro, abandonar un hijo&quot;</title><summary type="text"> 
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/8897179817165812608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/querida-humanidad-era-sembrar-un-arbol.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/8897179817165812608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/8897179817165812608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/querida-humanidad-era-sembrar-un-arbol.html' title='Querida Humanidad: era &quot;Sembrar un árbol, escribir un libro, tener un hijo&quot;, NO &quot;Talar un árbol, quemar un libro, abandonar un hijo&quot;'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-4837001229557281079</id><published>2011-11-17T00:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T00:53:57.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;Es preciso soportar dos o tres orugas si se quiere conocer las mariposas&quot; Antoine de Saint Exupery</title><summary type="text"> 
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/4837001229557281079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/es-preciso-soportar-dos-o-tres-orugas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/4837001229557281079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/4837001229557281079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/es-preciso-soportar-dos-o-tres-orugas.html' title='&quot;Es preciso soportar dos o tres orugas si se quiere conocer las mariposas&quot; Antoine de Saint Exupery'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-6340228878398288623</id><published>2011-11-17T00:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T00:51:21.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;Es tan corto el amor y tan largo el olvido&quot;  Pablo Neruda</title><summary type="text"> 
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/6340228878398288623/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/es-tan-corto-el-amor-y-tan-largo-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/6340228878398288623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/6340228878398288623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/es-tan-corto-el-amor-y-tan-largo-el.html' title='&quot;Es tan corto el amor y tan largo el olvido&quot;  Pablo Neruda'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-2130071215151265066</id><published>2011-11-16T16:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T00:48:51.224-06:00</updated><title type='text'>¿la pluma es mas fuerte que la espada?</title><summary type="text">


Hubo un momento en que la pluma era más poderosa que la espada. 

Ese fue un momento en que la gente creía en la verdad y la verdad era considerada como un poder independiente y no como un auxiliar en el ejercicio del poder del gobierno, la clase, la raza, el interés ideológico, personal o financiero.

Los estadounidenses de hoy son gobernados por la propaganda.

Los estadounidenses tienen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/2130071215151265066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-pluma-es-mas-fuerte-que-la-espada.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/2130071215151265066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/2130071215151265066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-pluma-es-mas-fuerte-que-la-espada.html' title='¿la pluma es mas fuerte que la espada?'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-4695236812967996127</id><published>2011-11-16T13:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T13:43:33.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Estimado Señor:</title><summary type="text">

Le escribo para comunicarle que he decidido renunciar como miembro de la raza humana. Por consiguiente, pueden ustedes prescindir de mí en los tratados o debates que esa Sociedad realice en el futuro. Saludo a usted con atención.Cornelius W. Lippmann


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Tanto cuchillo para, Cortar una flor
Tanta bala para acribillar, Una bandera
Tanto fuego para quemar, Un libro
Tanto zapato para, Aplastar un rocio
Tanto ruido para acallar, Una voz
Tantos cazadores para, Cazar un venado
Tanto cobarde contra un, Solo valiente
Tanto soldado para, Fusilar a un niño.


Luis de lion. 




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/9000934926918390811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/tantos-siglos-contra-un-solo-minuto.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/9000934926918390811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/9000934926918390811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/tantos-siglos-contra-un-solo-minuto.html' title='Tantos siglos contra un, Solo minuto'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-7849227618183831109</id><published>2011-11-14T21:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T22:28:15.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El Hombre, Animal Insomne</title><summary type="text">

Alguien ha dicho que el sueño equivale a la  esperanza: intuición&amp;nbsp;  admirable de la importancia tremenda del sueño  —como asimismo del&amp;nbsp;  insomnio. Este representa una realidad tan colosal  que me pregunto si  el ser&amp;nbsp; humano no sería un animal incapacitado para  el sueño. ¿Por qué  calificarlo&amp;nbsp; de animal razonable cuando se puede  encontrar en ciertos  animales tanta&amp;nbsp; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/7849227618183831109/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-hombre-animal-insomne.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/7849227618183831109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/7849227618183831109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-hombre-animal-insomne.html' title='El Hombre, Animal Insomne'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-2868830973574695101</id><published>2011-11-14T18:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T00:11:00.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;‎&quot;¡He perdido mi gotita de rocío!, dice la flor al cielo del amanecer, que ha perdido todas sus estrellas.&quot; Rabindranath Tagore</title><summary type="text">.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/2868830973574695101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/he-perdido-mi-gotita-de-rocio-dice-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/2868830973574695101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/2868830973574695101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/he-perdido-mi-gotita-de-rocio-dice-la.html' title='&quot;‎&quot;¡He perdido mi gotita de rocío!, dice la flor al cielo del amanecer, que ha perdido todas sus estrellas.&quot; Rabindranath Tagore'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-7398400373339141261</id><published>2011-11-14T18:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T00:16:10.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Real?</title><summary type="text">En dónde estas?
Antes te sentía tan cerca
Ahora tan solo eres un fantasma en mi mente
No me digas que tan solo eres un recuerdo...

Schwarz Engel


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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/7398400373339141261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/real.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/7398400373339141261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/7398400373339141261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/real.html' title='¿Real?'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-7497035585031692669</id><published>2011-11-14T18:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:47:57.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;‎...Contigo solo quiero tener dos tipos de distancia: muy cerca o demasiado lejos...&quot;</title><summary type="text">
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/7497035585031692669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/contigo-solo-quiero-tener-dos-tipos-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/7497035585031692669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/7497035585031692669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/11/contigo-solo-quiero-tener-dos-tipos-de.html' title='&quot;‎...Contigo solo quiero tener dos tipos de distancia: muy cerca o demasiado lejos...&quot;'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-4994658163229107775</id><published>2011-01-22T23:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:47:37.960-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poesia"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflexion"/><title type='text'>Actuar</title><summary type="text">A veces actuamos por instinto y no usamos la razón.El querer y amar no es igual, como dice la canción.Todos sabemos querer pero pocos sabemos amar.Como no es igual el desear y el actuar.Todos sabemos desear. Pero pocos los que saben actuar.Por eso hoy mi reflexión porque el desear es una ilusión.El actuar lleva a la realización y causa una gran satisfacción.En todo caso es mejor actuar, sin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/4994658163229107775/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/01/actuar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/4994658163229107775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/4994658163229107775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2011/01/actuar.html' title='Actuar'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-5109005497944223361</id><published>2010-12-30T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:46:30.112-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poesia"/><title type='text'>Viceversa - Mario Benedetti</title><summary type="text">
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  Tengo miedo de verte
necesidad de verte
esperanza de verte
desazones de verte

tengo ganas de hallarte
preocupación de hallarte
certidumbre de hallarte
pobres dudas de hallarte

tengo urgencia de oírte
alegría de oírte
buena suerte de oírte
y temores de oírte

o sea
resumiendo
estoy jodido
y radiante
quizá más lo primero
que lo segundo
y también
viceversa.


Mario </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/5109005497944223361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2010/12/viceversa-mario-benedetti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/5109005497944223361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/5109005497944223361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2010/12/viceversa-mario-benedetti.html' title='Viceversa - Mario Benedetti'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-3317628031423568212</id><published>2010-11-24T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:45:13.442-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poesia"/><title type='text'>EL CANTOR DE LA RAZA NEGRA - Oscar Alfaro</title><summary type="text">
  La orquesta sinfónica de pájaros ofrecía su concierto de todas las tardes en el teatro redondo del cielo, que estaba repleto de luces. 
Un pájaro rojo con el copete erizado y con trazas de&amp;nbsp; director, dio la señal convenida&amp;nbsp; y todos los ejecutantes rompieron a tocar sus instrumentos. 
Aquel hermoso teatro por hermosas fuentes y jardines al natura. Nada de lo pintado artificialmente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/3317628031423568212/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2010/11/el-cantor-de-la-raza-negra-oscar-alfaro.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/3317628031423568212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/3317628031423568212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2010/11/el-cantor-de-la-raza-negra-oscar-alfaro.html' title='EL CANTOR DE LA RAZA NEGRA - Oscar Alfaro'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-656030090483765910</id><published>2010-11-23T23:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:43:12.874-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poesia"/><title type='text'>Ronda de Paz - Oscar Alfaro</title><summary type="text">
  Contra la muerte y la guerra,&amp;nbsp; 
blancas rondas de escolares&amp;nbsp; 
envuelven como collares 
el globo azul de la tierra. 
&amp;nbsp; Son los chiquillos felices&amp;nbsp; 
que ignoran las distinciones&amp;nbsp; 
de razas y religiones&amp;nbsp; 
de credos y de países. 
&amp;nbsp; 
Desprecian el fanatismo&amp;nbsp; 
de los hombres inhumanos&amp;nbsp; 
que matan a sus hermanos&amp;nbsp; 
en nombre del patriotismo. 
Un coro </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/656030090483765910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2010/11/ronda-de-paz-oscar-alfaro.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/656030090483765910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/656030090483765910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2010/11/ronda-de-paz-oscar-alfaro.html' title='Ronda de Paz - Oscar Alfaro'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233529299935484214.post-177694310326179153</id><published>2010-11-18T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:42:13.444-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Canciones"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guatemala"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musica"/><title type='text'>Letra Arboles - Alux Nahual</title><summary type="text">El ángel de la clorofila,
Cabalgó estos montes, 
Y dejó su verde rastro,
De aquí hasta el horizonte. 

La montaña respira mil vidas
Hace un árbol de cada semilla
El sol apenas gotea del techo
Cuando se acuesta la niebla en su lecho
Y la lluvia lame los bosques
Es la madre del río y las flores
Yo me siento como un intruso
Una gota del llanto del mundo

Árboles, árboles, si pudieran hablar
Si </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/feeds/177694310326179153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2010/11/letra-arboles-alux-nahual.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/177694310326179153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7233529299935484214/posts/default/177694310326179153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bosquedeinspiracion.blogspot.com/2010/11/letra-arboles-alux-nahual.html' title='Letra Arboles - Alux Nahual'/><author><name>José David Molina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081202372826581395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkLftuE_he46zLJ2HBSgnlwsZGDHHijkGG7qo_lQPoO9cuTlagx-LM2jPG3RUuoY4AWFI44mzFb6iAVhGSvE60WnusthietoiNWs7e3iLgjb86Lud-8BhqtWMpddg/s220/DSCF0313.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>