tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32499808685788755112011-04-21T18:32:29.114-05:00amedelalunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10031637237449049764noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3249980868578875511.post-64639967804537600122007-04-09T20:03:00.000-05:002007-04-09T20:09:44.697-05:00<strong>Dicen ......</strong><br />Qué dicen?<br /><strong>Nada, porque las palabras son etereas....................</strong><br />Sin embargo dicen mucho.......<br /><strong>Eso crees???</strong><br />No creo, estoy convencida de que las palabras son libres, vuelan......pero solo algunas llegan a la boca adecuada.......<br /><strong>Y???? </strong><br />Estas reciben un valor muy profundo...........<br /><strong>Qué pasa co las que no llegan al lugar correcto???</strong><br />Son palabras perdidas, sin sentido y sin intención...que siguen volando hasta llegar a su meta.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3249980868578875511-6463996780453760012?l=amedelalune.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amedelalunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10031637237449049764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3249980868578875511.post-39134963613978868392007-01-15T21:19:00.000-05:002008-12-12T17:54:53.574-05:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XySlw-V6e2M/Raw293sBA7I/AAAAAAAAABk/xoId9Qb_i34/s1600-h/disfraz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020448121159746482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XySlw-V6e2M/Raw293sBA7I/AAAAAAAAABk/xoId9Qb_i34/s320/disfraz.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">A veces es mejor dejar de pensar....................................</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Para dejarse llevar.....</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Por el momento......</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Un momento magico........</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Tan magico que dudas.....</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Dudas de que todo sea un sueño.....</span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>Pero tal vez solo es un sueño hecho realidad.</strong> </span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3249980868578875511-3913496361397886839?l=amedelalune.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amedelalunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10031637237449049764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3249980868578875511.post-18559526477297375862007-01-04T18:58:00.000-05:002008-12-12T17:54:53.724-05:00<p align="right"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XySlw-V6e2M/RZ6u3wC1tXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZKLProiVblM/s1600-h/separador%252520estrellas.gif"></a></p><br /><strong>One night the moon said to me:</strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">” If love makes you cry, why do you not leave your love?”</span></em><br /><br /><strong>I looked at the moon, and said:</strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><span style="color:#ffff99;">“Would you ever leave the sky?”</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XySlw-V6e2M/RZ6u3wC1tXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZKLProiVblM/s1600-h/separador%252520estrellas.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016639307750159730" style="WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 13px" height="10" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XySlw-V6e2M/RZ6u3wC1tXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZKLProiVblM/s400/separador%252520estrellas.gif" width="281" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffff99;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3249980868578875511-1855952647729737586?l=amedelalune.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amedelalunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10031637237449049764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3249980868578875511.post-18911342346354351692007-01-03T19:27:00.000-05:002008-12-12T17:54:54.260-05:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Y así como el hombre decide expandir sus fronteras........<br /><br />Sus creencias empiezan a debilitarse........<br /><br />Creían conocer todo......<br /><br />Pero todo es solo un término utópico.......<br /><br /><br /></span></strong><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XySlw-V6e2M/RZxKTg9TEFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cBUqGt-V8AA/s1600-h/abstracto.jpg"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015965784108896338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XySlw-V6e2M/RZxKTg9TEFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cBUqGt-V8AA/s320/abstracto.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">La realidad los abruma.....</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Les inunda la mente.......<br /><br /><br />He ahí la vulnerabilidad humana.........</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Dejaron afectar su alma.......<br /><br /><br />El alma empieza a debilitarse así como todo el hombre.......<br /><br /><br />Todo en el decae........<br />Entonces de que se vive????<br /><br />De los sueños y anhelos......<br /><br />Que son intocables......son la razón de ser para cada individuo.......<br /><br />Y aunque es irónico estos sueños son desconocidos e impalpables....<br /><br />Se cree tener control sobre ellos, pero realmente quien controla a quién????</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3249980868578875511-1891134234635435169?l=amedelalune.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>amedelalunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10031637237449049764noreply@blogger.com0