tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011Sat, 05 Oct 2024 03:55:35 +0000PoemasProsaDivagacionesExploracionesCuentos y otros breves relatosRemedosParvulus SomniumRetazos y remedos pueriles.http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Nephastopheles)Blogger193125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-1703406521247270905Tue, 26 Mar 2013 03:00:00 +00002013-03-25T20:00:13.957-07:00... <!--StartFragment-->Estaba El Señor observándose a sí mismo a en el espejo de vanidad. Por el reflejo del retrovisor un camión se hace enorme. Estaba El Señor observándose a sí mismo a través del espejo de la vanidad.<!--EndFragment--> http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/03/blog-post.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Christopher)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-7453024847788905262Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:22:00 +00002013-02-17T22:22:11.187-08:00<atom:summary type="text"> Cada vez que te mueras, deja a tu cadáver ahí descansar: de nada sirve cargar peso muerto que a rastras te lleve a claudicar. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/cada-vez-que-te-mueras-deja-tu-cadaver.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-4971704357307512628</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:22:04.133-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> &nbsp;Yes, I'm sick, utterly insane, yet my whole species is all the same. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/im-sick-utterly-insane-yet-my-whole.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-764843610366549405</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:17:49.450-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> &nbsp;Buenas noches, Gobernador Hank. Dígame, ¿va usted a seguir alimentando a sus cachorros o los va a dejar morir de hambre? </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/noches-gobernador-hank.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-5160866371596953367</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:17:13.890-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> &nbsp;I heard familiar, far away lands beckoning meAnd unto me these words were spoken:"In our soil lies the best you can beIf roots are to move they need to be broken </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/blog-post_8282.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-8521628911415222962</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:16:59.085-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> &nbsp;I heard them all complainWhimpers and screams of painThey didn't know reality is for a whileFret not, my dearest kin, life is just a ride&nbsp; </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/blog-post_5051.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-9123505397823080606</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:16:19.535-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> &nbsp; I feel hate when fear reigns supremeit dims my sight, it shreds my skinso I try to use my rage against this machine.I do try love inside this schism,but love, my kin,does not imply pacifism,it needs prompt action to be redeemed. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/i-feel-hate-when-fear-reigns-supreme-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-4386223353709169293</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:15:44.549-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> &nbsp;We're right around the corner, between two stars.Communion of sister and brother, the two become one. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/right-around-corner-between-two-stars.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-8493453174588558724</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:15:20.651-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> With leaves and twigsBark and musk; its willThe tree spoke unto methrough the misty breeze. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/with-leaves-and-twigs-bark-and-musk-its.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-3957263035041280097</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:14:42.652-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> Deja ir el resentimientoVive sólo este momentoDeja ir la ira y el miedoAma la vida, ése es el medio. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/deja-ir-el-resentimiento-vive-solo-este.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-2762795389134066647</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:14:17.684-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> &nbsp;Curiosa mi especie, le dicen que el mundo se acabará en una fecha específica y se pone histérica porque ya viene el apocalípsis. Le dicen que está violando y destrozando el planeta lo cual nos llevará a no sólo a su extinción si no la de muchas otras especies y ecosistemas y en vez de llamarlo apocalípsis lo llama economía. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/mi-especie-le-dicen-que-el-mundo-se.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-2115834392452138753</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:13:35.404-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> Todos sabemos quejarnos, algunos sabemos callarnos, pocos sabemos escucharnos, actuar como hermanas y hermanos; ninguno está con culpa atado al menos que confunda lo temido por lo amado. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/todos-sabemos-quejarnos-algunos-sabemos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-7426235161688154168</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:12:33.865-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> Circle meDon't triangulateSquare or defineWhat's on the mindUncharted fateAround to be </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/blog-post_17.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-6928367472054258148</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:12:14.802-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> El problema con nuestro mundo es que ya no se escucha la música de la Tierra y quien la llega a escuchar ya no tiene ritmo para seguirla. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/el-problema-con-nuestro-mundo-es-que-ya.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-6164734015376165080</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:11:58.331-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> You touch but I can't feel you.I reach but you can't feel it.We've forgotten the vibrations in our fingers,the songs of our throats,the delicious thrill of a caress so inquisitive.&nbsp; </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/you-touch-but-i-cant-feel-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-7320559283917331788</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:11:30.113-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> Hay que prestar suma atención cuando uno se enferma.Tu cuerpo no anda perdiendo el tiempo, te está mostrando algo importante, tanto que incluso a veces te obliga a cesar ciertas de tus acciones.Muchas veces no nos queda claro lo que quiere decir porque no lo sabemos escuchar, creemos que sus señales son enteramente consecuencia de algún virus, alguna bacteria. Esto no es siempre así. En cuanto</atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/hay-que-prestar-suma-atencion-cuando.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-6642416793353324472</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:10:42.516-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> &nbsp;Todo lo que hay ahora. Todo lo que hay a hora. Todo lo hay: ahora&nbsp; </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/lo-que-hay-ahora.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-805159575789959076</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:10:11.922-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> &nbsp;Si lo piensas un poco, te darás cuenta que el Internet en realidad es un consciente colectivo moderno porque nos permite acceder visual y auditivamente -dos de los sentidos que, usualmente, como mayoría tendemos a depender para casi todo- a no sólo las ideas sino las formas de expresión que han sucedido durante varios periodos de la historia humana. No sólo eso, sino que no se trata </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/lo-piensas-un-poco-te-daras-cuenta-que.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-1209329878040680391</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:09:53.378-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> No hables de tus problemas al menos que estés dispuesto a convertirlos en oportunidades. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/no-hables-de-tus-problemas-al-menos-que.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-854249828362493208</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:09:19.860-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> &nbsp;El ego de una comunidad se ve reflejado en cuantas paredes le separan a uno de los demás.&nbsp; </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/ego-de-una-comunidad-se-ve-reflejado-en.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-1881212400399145838</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:09:00.520-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> &nbsp;Nos pasamos sin vivir la vida porque querer ser gigantes. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/pasamos-sin-vivir-la-vida-porque-querer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-7640492318331012095</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:08:45.129-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> Vientre líquido preñado de sal y criaturas.Criaturas miles, de alas y escamas en la mar y su brisa.Brisa que lleva cantos de sirenas, cantos de una sola sílaba.Sílaba que se arrastra en la arena.Fina arena en cuyos granos reposa el espiral de la vida.La vida empieza en este vientre que es cuna.A la cuna regresa el cuerpo.Del cuerpo sale el alma hacia el cielo.El cielo que es la puerta del </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/vientre-liquido-prenado-de-sal-y.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-6032220882263636917</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:08:06.815-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> En realidad, todo actor es un hipócrita. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/en-realidad-todo-actor-es-un-hipocrita.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-712067079627537014</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:07:43.411-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> ¿Qué pintará las nubes tan bellas después de la tormenta? </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-583291826114654011.post-5011668539969829219</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2013 06:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T22:07:25.206-08:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text"> Hay tantos ojos en el bosque que nos observan y en sus pupilas nuestro reflejo se erige sin máscaras ni prendas. </atom:summary><link>http://parvulussomnium.blogspot.com/2013/02/hay-tantos-ojos-en-el-bosque-que-nos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christopher)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>