<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12824939</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:01:32.042-07:00</updated><category term='zen'/><category term='estoy aqui'/><category term='meditacion'/><category term='osho'/><category term='relax'/><category term='estas aqui?'/><title type='text'>BAIRES JUST KILL ME!!</title><subtitle type='html'>(BAIRES ME MATA!!)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>edcook - tangobusiness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12824939.post-8521796749857678490</id><published>2007-04-28T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T07:08:23.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>los lugares de Buenos Aires tienen ese "no se que!"..viste?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0OQrLcueoY/RjNUdFdNN9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/TtvajU8zpjg/s1600-h/B%26M21-04-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058479665124816850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0OQrLcueoY/RjNUdFdNN9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/TtvajU8zpjg/s320/B%26M21-04-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunque llueva torrencialmente sobre nuestra "Reina del Plata" y uno "putee" sin parar contras los intendentes pasados y actuales..aun cuando te bajes del taxi (el tipo te estaciona con la mejor) y quedes sumergido en "ese" fucking charco/lago de agua que se parece a una playa de Filipinas..aun cuando te sientes en "ese" cafecito re-cool de Puerto Madero (y sabiendo que te van a romper el o..to con los precios)..aun asi,Buenos Aires no me deja de sorprender con la MAGIA "magica" que te envuelve y definitivamente te hace pensar (ademas de que Dios..y el Diego..SON Argentinos) que este es lugar del planeta mas maravilloso del mundo..(uhm!..o tal vez sera que lo mas importante es que estas viviendo ese momento con la persona que MAS amas en todo el universo..."ida y vuelta"...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y bue!filosofia barata?delirio matinal de sabado?..no lo se!pero NO podes negar que transportarte en este tanguero buenos aires,es..bueno.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..tas aburrido?copate por aka y relajate un cacho::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://edcook.vox.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://edcook.vox.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12824939-8521796749857678490?l=bjkm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/feeds/8521796749857678490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12824939&amp;postID=8521796749857678490&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/8521796749857678490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/8521796749857678490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/2007/04/los-lugares-de-buenos-aires-tienen-ese.html' title='los lugares de Buenos Aires tienen ese &quot;no se que!&quot;..viste?'/><author><name>edcook - tangobusiness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0OQrLcueoY/RjNUdFdNN9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/TtvajU8zpjg/s72-c/B%26M21-04-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12824939.post-6031922153610202607</id><published>2007-02-09T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T18:16:36.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estas aqui?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estoy aqui'/><title type='text'>cansei de ser sexy?what do you think,pasajera?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/33o-neyAng8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/33o-neyAng8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cansei De Ser Sexy &gt; CSS &gt; Off The Hook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that stand so still? (still)&lt;br /&gt;People gonna start thinking we're statues (aha)&lt;br /&gt;This silence is disturbing me&lt;br /&gt;People talk but I can't hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off the hook (Auuuh)&lt;br /&gt;Off the hook&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm off the hook, babe&lt;br /&gt;Off the hook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's find us both a place to sit&lt;br /&gt;The more I talk the more my bones get heavy&lt;br /&gt;The silence is disturbing me&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know I can't read lips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off the hook (Auuuh)&lt;br /&gt;Off the hook&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm off the hook, babe&lt;br /&gt;Off the hook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you were right this is really fun&lt;br /&gt;I never got this dumb before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off the hook (Auuuh)&lt;br /&gt;Off the hook&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm off the hook, babe&lt;br /&gt;Off the hook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that stand so still?&lt;br /&gt;People gonna start thinking we're statues&lt;br /&gt;The silence is disturbing me&lt;br /&gt;People talk but I can't hear&lt;br /&gt;I'm off the hook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12824939-6031922153610202607?l=bjkm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/feeds/6031922153610202607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12824939&amp;postID=6031922153610202607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/6031922153610202607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/6031922153610202607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/2007/02/cansei-de-ser-sexywhat-do-you.html' title='cansei de ser sexy?what do you think,pasajera?'/><author><name>edcook - tangobusiness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12824939.post-7612259587248824267</id><published>2006-12-24T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T07:16:59.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Chris(+)...Auguri!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0OQrLcueoY/RY9eI1T4tAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2xQtMeOguno/s1600-h/meegosanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012328416129102850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0OQrLcueoY/RY9eI1T4tAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2xQtMeOguno/s320/meegosanta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCC5RuSSo28"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCC5RuSSo28" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In christmas simply... Imagine&lt;br /&gt;imagine there's no heaven it's easy if you try no hell below us above us only sky imagine all the people living for today... imagine there's no countries it isn't hard to do nothing to kill or die for and no religion too imagine all the people living life in peace... imagine no possesions iwonder if you can no need for greed or hunger in a brotherhood of man imagine all the people sharing all the world... you may say i'm a dreamer but i'm not the only one i hope some day you'll join us and the world will be as one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12824939-7612259587248824267?l=bjkm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/feeds/7612259587248824267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12824939&amp;postID=7612259587248824267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/7612259587248824267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/7612259587248824267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/2006/12/mary-chris-auguri.html' title='Mary Chris(+)...Auguri!!'/><author><name>edcook - tangobusiness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0OQrLcueoY/RY9eI1T4tAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2xQtMeOguno/s72-c/meegosanta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12824939.post-115234912916845127</id><published>2006-07-08T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T07:28:25.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='osho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditacion'/><title type='text'>Osho Zen Tarot says...sharing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/cellplanet/shots06/zen025Sharing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you move above to the fourth center - that is the heart - your whole life becomes a sharing of love. The third center has created the abundance of love. By reaching to the third center in meditation, you have become so overflowing with love, with compassion, and you want to share. It happens at the fourth center, the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why even in the ordinary world people think love comes out of the heart. For them it is just hearsay, they have heard it; they don't know it because they have never reached to their heart. But the meditator finally reaches to the heart. As he has reached to the center of his being - the third center - suddenly an explosion of love and compassion and joy and blissfulness and benediction has arisen in him with such a force that it hits his heart and opens the heart. The heart is just in the middle of all your seven centers - three centers below, three centers above. You have come exactly to the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osho The Search: Talks on the Ten Bulls of Zen Chapter2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12824939-115234912916845127?l=bjkm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/feeds/115234912916845127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12824939&amp;postID=115234912916845127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/115234912916845127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/115234912916845127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/2006/07/osho-zen-tarot-sayssharing.html' title='Osho Zen Tarot says...sharing.'/><author><name>edcook - tangobusiness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12824939.post-115234862125480826</id><published>2006-07-08T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T07:32:42.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tengo que aprender a fingir más, y a pilotear lo que pienso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carismatico&lt;br /&gt;Babasonicos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me pareció ver dos payasos&lt;br /&gt;con cara de susto cerrando el local&lt;br /&gt;disimulá, llevan los trajes puestos&lt;br /&gt;van para el circo a buscar los camellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucen un poquito espantados&lt;br /&gt;salidos de un cuadro&lt;br /&gt;que se está por borrar&lt;br /&gt;disimulá, que están muy transpirados&lt;br /&gt;llevan un balde con papel picado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo que aprender a fingir más, y a no mostar lo que siento&lt;br /&gt;Tengo que aprender a fingir más, y a pilotear lo que pienso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trato de acercarme a una puerta&lt;br /&gt;y escucho un enjambre de moscas silbar&lt;br /&gt;disimulá, estan zumbando mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;debemos irnos y no se por donde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo que aprender a fingir mas, y a no mostar lo que siento&lt;br /&gt;Tengo que aprender a fingir mas, y a pilotear lo que pienso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Coro) Algunas noche soy facil, no acato limites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo que aprender a fingir más..(?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12824939-115234862125480826?l=bjkm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/feeds/115234862125480826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12824939&amp;postID=115234862125480826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/115234862125480826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/115234862125480826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/2006/07/tengo-que-aprender-fingir-ms-y.html' title='Tengo que aprender a fingir más, y a pilotear lo que pienso...'/><author><name>edcook - tangobusiness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12824939.post-115097012893225128</id><published>2006-06-22T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T02:55:29.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haceme caso...ol-vi-da-te!!!...Los astros dicen: gran mes para Tauro, buena salud para Géminis y.... ¡Argentina campeón!</title><content type='html'>La consulta del horóscopo copó esta mañana el programa de Chiche Gelblung. Yendo a buscar el futuro que nos deparan los astros, nos encontramos con algo todavía mejor: los planetas dicen que Argentina será campeón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta mañana hemos encendido el televisor y ahí la vimos a ella, a Azucena Agüero Blanch, la mujer a la que muchos han tildado de bruja; aunque nos sabemos si en estos "muchos" está o no su marido; de hecho, por no saber, ni siquiera sabemos si tiene o no marido; pero tampoco viene al caso. Nuestra amiga Azucena no estaba en el estudio sino que salía vía móvil, y el que preguntaba desde el canal era Chiche Gelblung para el programa De 9 a 12. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El debate, por lo que pudimos pescar, giraba en torno a la dependencia desmedida que podría causar la consulta del horóscopo. Azucena, todos sabemos, es experta en la materia. Ella te tira las cartas, te cuenta cómo viene tu horóscopo, habla con los astros, los astros le contestan y ese tipo de cosas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y por eso la fueron a buscar a ella, para saber si esto de andar consultando todos los días el horóscopo no te podía volver un persona como muy esclava del asunto. Y la respuesta de nuestra amiga fue, no se puede negar, de lo más sensata: "bueno, vea, yo me lavo los dientes todos los días y eso no me convierte en esclava de la higiene dental", dijo, palabra más, palabra menos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al ratito, cuando le quisieron cuestionar la veracidad de tanta predicción que hay por doquier, ella separó los tantos. Según dijo, hay millones de horóscopos en diarios y revistas pero el punto no está ahí sino en quién los hace. La autoría. Ella (por poner un caso cualquiera) escribe el horóscopo para un periódico y lo que ella escribe (por poner un ejemplo así, digamos, al azar) se cumple. Además, agregó, ahí no hay mentiras y no hay engaño. "Lo que ocurre arriba, ocurre abajo", sentenció. Arriba sería en el cielo y abajo sería en la tierra. Como ella sabe interpretar lo que ocurre arriba, nos puede entonces decir lo que ocurre aquí abajo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locos. Nos volvimos locos yendo a por Azucena apenas llegamos aquí y prendimos nuestra PC. Fuimos a buscar nuestro horóscopo. Qué creen, no nos íbamos a quedar así tan campantes, como si nada, teniendo en cuenta que todo nuestro futuro estaba escrito ahí, en el diario de Azucena. Y así estábamos, compenetradísimos en lo que los astros tenían para nosotros cuando, de repente, nos topamos con algo todavía mejor: Argentina salía campeón. Lo dicen los astros, ojota. Y la autoría se supone que es poderosa. Ya lo ven, está escrito. No pasen ya más nervio, basta de tensiones y a disfrutar del mundial. Que si hay alguien en este mundo que tiene la posta, esa es Azucena (?).&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!!! fundamental Watson...si queres re-contra coparte con las predicciones de Azucena...visita SIN FALTA:::&lt;strong&gt;http://www.losandes.com.ar/horoscopo/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12824939-115097012893225128?l=bjkm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/feeds/115097012893225128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12824939&amp;postID=115097012893225128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/115097012893225128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/115097012893225128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/2006/06/haceme-casool-vi-da-telos-astros-dicen.html' title='Haceme caso...ol-vi-da-te!!!...Los astros dicen: gran mes para Tauro, buena salud para Géminis y.... ¡Argentina campeón!'/><author><name>edcook - tangobusiness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12824939.post-114974120285064084</id><published>2006-06-07T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T07:59:59.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>increiblemente esto tambien sucedio un dia # 2 #</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el SOL ese dia parecia comprender el significado del...#dia 2#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Counting Down The Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were right&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wanna be here&lt;br /&gt;If your gonna be there&lt;br /&gt;Was that supposed to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll hold tight&lt;br /&gt;I’ll remember to smile&lt;br /&gt;Though it has been a while&lt;br /&gt;And without you does it matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no room&lt;br /&gt;No place to start&lt;br /&gt;When our souls are apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna travel through time&lt;br /&gt;See your surprise&lt;br /&gt;Hold you so tight&lt;br /&gt;I’m counting down the days tonight&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be a million miles away from here&lt;br /&gt;I’m counting down the days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How’ve you been&lt;br /&gt;It’s just the usual here&lt;br /&gt;And days are feeling like years&lt;br /&gt;And every days without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I cry&lt;br /&gt;Just a little too much&lt;br /&gt;When I think of your touch&lt;br /&gt;And everything about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel cold&lt;br /&gt;I’m in the dark&lt;br /&gt;When our souls are apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna travel through time&lt;br /&gt;See your surprise&lt;br /&gt;Hold you so tight&lt;br /&gt;I’m counting down the days tonight&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be a million miles away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m counting down the days&lt;br /&gt;I’m counting down the days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna be your surprise&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna hold you so tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6FDTfNcKLas"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6FDTfNcKLas" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12824939-114974120285064084?l=bjkm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/feeds/114974120285064084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12824939&amp;postID=114974120285064084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/114974120285064084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/114974120285064084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/2006/06/increiblemente-esto-tambien-sucedio-un.html' title='increiblemente esto tambien sucedio un dia # 2 #'/><author><name>edcook - tangobusiness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12824939.post-114715464995763784</id><published>2006-05-08T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T23:04:10.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocense</title><content type='html'>Zen says that if you drop knowledge - and within knowledge everything is included; your name, your identity, everything, because this has been given to you by others - if you drop all that has been given by others, you will have a totally different quality to your being: innocence. This will be a crucifixion of the persona, the personality, and there will be a resurrection of your innocence. You will become a child again, reborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osho Dang Dang Doko Dang Chapter 7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12824939-114715464995763784?l=bjkm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/feeds/114715464995763784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12824939&amp;postID=114715464995763784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/114715464995763784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/114715464995763784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/2006/05/innocense.html' title='Innocense'/><author><name>edcook - tangobusiness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12824939.post-114646360891645059</id><published>2006-04-30T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:06:49.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rebel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ohomensozinho.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Rebel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are afraid, very much afraid of those who know themselves. They have a certain power, a certain aura and a certain magnetism, a charisma that can take out alive, young people from the traditional imprisonment.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enlightened man cannot be enslaved - that is the difficulty - and he cannot be imprisoned.... Every genius who has known something of the inner is bound to be a little difficult to be absorbed; he is going to be an upsetting force. The masses don't want to be disturbed, even though they may be in misery; they are in misery, but they are accustomed to the misery. And anybody who is not miserable looks like a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enlightened man is the greatest stranger in the world; he does not seem to belong to anybody. No organization confines him, no community, no society, no nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osho The Zen Manifesto: Freedom from Oneself Chapter 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentary: &lt;br /&gt;The powerful and authoritative figure in this card is clearly the master of his own destiny. On his shoulder is an emblem of the sun, and the torch he holds in his right hand symbolizes the light of his own hard-won truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether he is wealthy or poor, the Rebel is really an emperor because he has broken the chains of society's repressive conditioning and opinions. He has formed himself by embracing all the colors of the rainbow, emerging from the dark and formless roots of his unconscious past and growing wings to fly into the sky. His very way of being is rebellious - not because he is fighting against anybody or anything, but because he has discovered his own true nature and is determined to live in accordance with it. The eagle is his spirit animal, a messenger between earth and sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rebel challenges us to be courageous enough to take responsibility for who we are and to live our truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12824939-114646360891645059?l=bjkm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/feeds/114646360891645059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12824939&amp;postID=114646360891645059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/114646360891645059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/114646360891645059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/2006/04/rebel.html' title='The Rebel'/><author><name>edcook - tangobusiness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12824939.post-113659877133241997</id><published>2006-01-06T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T17:52:51.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need...Protection</title><content type='html'>This girl I know needs some shelter&lt;br /&gt;She don't believe anyone can help her&lt;br /&gt;She's doing so much harm, doing so much damage&lt;br /&gt;But you don't want to get involved&lt;br /&gt;You tell her she can manage&lt;br /&gt;And you can't change the way she feels&lt;br /&gt;But you could put your arms around her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to live yourself&lt;br /&gt;But could you forgive yourself&lt;br /&gt;If you left her just the way&lt;br /&gt;You found her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in front of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the force of the blow&lt;br /&gt;Protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in front of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the force of the blow&lt;br /&gt;Protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a boy and i'm a girl&lt;br /&gt;But you know you can lean on me&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have no fear&lt;br /&gt;I'll take on any man here&lt;br /&gt;Who says that's not the way it should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in front of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the force of the blow&lt;br /&gt;Protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in front of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the force of the blow&lt;br /&gt;Protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a girl and you're a boy&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you look so small, look so small&lt;br /&gt;You've got a baby of your own&lt;br /&gt;When your baby's gone, she'll be the one&lt;br /&gt;To catch you when you fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in front of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the force of the blow&lt;br /&gt;Protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in front of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the force of the blow&lt;br /&gt;Protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a girl and i'm a boy [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you look so small, need some shelter&lt;br /&gt;Just runnin' round and round, helter skelter&lt;br /&gt;And I've leaned on me for years&lt;br /&gt;Now you can lean on me&lt;br /&gt;And that's more than love, that's the way it should be&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't change the way you feel&lt;br /&gt;But I can put my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;That's just part of the deal&lt;br /&gt;That's the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I'll put my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in front of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the force of the blow&lt;br /&gt;Protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in front of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the force of the blow&lt;br /&gt;Protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a boy and i'm a girl [x4]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12824939-113659877133241997?l=bjkm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/feeds/113659877133241997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12824939&amp;postID=113659877133241997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/113659877133241997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12824939/posts/default/113659877133241997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bjkm.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-needprotection.html' title='I need...Protection'/><author><name>edcook - 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