tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333181612012-02-15T22:34:49.446-08:00¿Sabes?javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.comBlogger2621100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-35225530821769879392009-08-05T12:41:00.000-07:002009-08-05T12:46:40.328-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ti4Xp64Hqo/SnnghP3PVpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_gJNoPqj6nc/s1600-h/Sobremesa.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ti4Xp64Hqo/SnnghP3PVpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_gJNoPqj6nc/s320/Sobremesa.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366567292787185298" /></a><br /><br />Estos cuadros que hice con paint, de forma impresa forman una serie conjunta con sus títulos específicos pero como son electrónicos tienen la particularidad de viajan por las computadoras y la internet indefinidamente, son en ese sentido mutantes (nombre de la serie por cierto, esto se traduce en que cada vez que tengo acceso a una nueva computadora, y "por casualidad" cargo USB con ellos, los pongo en ella y además subo algunos a mis distintos blogs (según el tiempo que esté ahí) y les pongo nuevo título.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-3522553082176987939?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-19521501436611626712009-06-03T12:14:00.000-07:002009-06-03T12:15:17.361-07:00<span style="font-weight:bold;">Se rentan computadoras. Síver:<br />Kishi Yamakasahi</span><br />Extracto<br />“Otra vez la vuelta al trigo”<br />En un cibercafé escribía un joven disciplinado que intento una y otra vez cigarro y cigarro recobrar un estado divino que tuvo hacia no mucho tiempo. He ahí que el mismo se esforzaba hasta cuasiclavarse de cabeza tipo cyberpunk búsqueda de organizidad, orgiástica, extática y trance eterno. Penso: <br />“La totalidad dentro de una unidad confunde mata, es un sistema transparente y visual. Reconocía pues, la idea de revolución rondaba su cabeza no era aún concepto dentro de el mismo”<br />Luego llegó a la idea de que una revolución era karmática en término de justicia eterna<br />La magia consiste en encontrar a aquel que se fue, regreso y desaprendió para explicar al que sigue como irse. <br />“Conocerte a ti mismo o conocer al otro”<br />Devinió pensando el joven.<br />Era un cybercafé y era una tarde de agosto y era otr a tarde como todas a punto de la comida, de repente apareció un cepillo en una taza. ¿Cómo penso?<br />Esto que escribo debe ser mentira. Algo he de inventar. ¿O? Tal vez esto que escribe sucede aquí y en otro lugar al mismo tiempo. Sólo así pensaba que podía llegar a descubrir el secreto de esta idea.<br /> Una hamaca en la casa, la silla como una hamaca. Una hamaca en mi casa habré de tener. A veces las ideas rebotan, a veces los dedos duelen, a veces te acabas a ti mismo en cada frase constante, punzante y sonante. Cada palabra va y viene y vuelve a entrar en tu cabeza. Ahí en la corona un punto es suficiente para seguir una historia, cualquier historia sobre la estima de uno mismo y de los demás. La equidad consite en la velocidad. El sistema es un volantín de colores. Los colores son pecas. En las pecas encontramos la profundidad del otro, la cognosibilidad infinita de la existencia del otro. ¿Qué he sido que soy? Veme. Pensó. ¿Qué hubó? Recordo. Pues guerras una y otra vez. O momentos o ritmo o guerras o momentos, o chiflidos pájaros alegres consetudinarios, mezclas, remezclas, músicas y seguimientos. En general chismes y determinaciones otróricas. <br /> Alterno a sí mismo, loco y cansado, deseoso de seguir escribiendo hasta caer de lado. Con una frase concluyente se disolvia todo lo que había en su mente, vete tu a saber si todo lo que sucedía en derredor, vete tu a saber que era lo que era el derredor. Vete finalmente a saber que carajos era dios. Dios es palabra le dijo su papá. Pero si la palabra es un señor, el dijo, que empieze el señor, o mejor la neta que no empieza, o que no hubiera empezado. Su archirrival Mexicano insitía que la vida era logro, maravilla, suceso singular mágico e imposible por que simplemente era lo mejor que había. ¿La pregunta es no quién sufre más ni quien sufre más? La pregunta es quien es más chingón, más rápido, más valiente. <br />El joven Nashakawi insitió la vida se tiñe de colores, creo a cada letra que escribo. En mis manos puede ver ideas, ideas que son conceptos que son ideas. Ritmo que es energía y que es continuom. Vida que es suicidió y no más no menos sacrificio.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-1952150143661162671?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-85455082608582880382009-05-18T09:44:00.001-07:002009-05-18T09:44:42.490-07:00Tus venas son metales. Los flujos coloridos.<br /><br />Muere cuando <br />al interpetarte a ti mismo <br />te das cuenta de que <br />ya hiciste <br />todo lo que querías.<br /><br />El arte es más que tu.<br /><br />La materia se crea y se destruye.<br /><br />Acaso mi escritura puede contradecir al universo<br /><br />Manos y ego.<br /><br />El sí-fui<br /><br />Catástrofes mundiales<br /><br />Para que guiones si para algo están los acentos.<br /><br />Reeditar: pero el surrealismo y su escritura “automática”.<br /><br />De género a género, la intención la forma, puntuación de ahí al significado ante el otro, como que cachas poco a poco lo que quiere decir el otro, cierta intención ahí o tu mismo.<br /><br />Huevos revueltos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8545508260858288038?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-28976966767570586552009-05-18T09:30:00.000-07:002009-05-18T09:31:39.407-07:00Si tu eres tu, ¿cómo nos vas a ser igual al otro?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2897696676757058655?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-31228325001445529852009-05-13T17:37:00.000-07:002009-05-18T09:42:59.911-07:00Humanismo Conceptual.<br />Yo, yo , yo, yo ,yo<br /><br />Rey Mago-Gaspar-Va a saltar<br />Viajero. Marco Polo- Pikabu <br />Dios -Cronos- Vino vinagre vientos<br />Doctor -Hipocrates- ¿Que fué primero el huevo o la gallina? Tú<br />Revolucionario-Genghis Kan-bigotes torcidos<br />Escritor-Francis Bacon- Utópico<br />Prudente-Baltasar Gracian- Ríete hasta estar sano<br />Músico- Bach- La Fuga<br />Filósofo-Rene Descartes -Pensando con redes<br />Pintor- Van gohg- Orejón<br />Químico- Timothy Learry- LSD<br />Político -Mao Tse Tung- Comunismo<br />Arquiquecto -Fran Loyd Writgh- De derecha a Izquierda de izquierda a derecha.<br />Teatro- Andrew Loyd Weber- Ponte <br />Iluminado en busca de la vida eterna - José Javier Ludlow Echeverría- ¿A dónde? Creo San Sebastián a Inglaterra viajando hasta encontrar una silla para irse.<br />Tus venas son metales. Los flujos coloridos.<br />Mi existencia esclavizada es innombrable.<br />Muere cuando <br />al interpetarte a ti mismo <br />te das cuenta de que <br />ya hiciste <br />todo lo que querías.<br /><br />El arte es más que tu.<br /><br />La materia se crea y se destruye.<br /><br />Acaso mi escritura puede contradecir al universo<br /><br />Manos y ego.<br /><br />El sí-fui<br /><br />Catástrofes mundiales<br /><br />Para que guiones si para algo están los acentos.<br /><br />Reeditar: pero el surrealismo y su escritura “automática”.<br /><br />De género a género, la intención la forma, puntuación de ahí al significado ante el otro, como que cachas poco a poco lo que quiere decir el otro, cierta intención ahí o tu mismo.<br /><br />Huevos revueltos. <br /><br /><br />Pensar en el otro es robar.<br />No somos libres.<br />La oscuridad no existe.<br />El nombre es metafísica<br />Todo es conocimiento.<br />El conocimiento es la forma.<br />La forma es el medio.<br />El medio es el sistema.<br />El sistema es fuga.<br />La fuga es música.<br />La música permite ver.<br />Ver es verdad.<br />La verdad es todo.<br />Todo es verdad.<br />Todo es todo.<br />Saltar es conocer.<br />Conocer es vivir.<br />Vivir es todo.<br />El sistema es total.<br />Lo total eres tu.<br />Tu eres.<br />Eres tu.<br />Tu y tu-tu-tú. Tu tu tú y tu tu-tü. Saltando en clase de ballet.<br /><br />El ballet es meditación.<br />El silencio es meditación.<br />La meditación no existe.<br />Tu no existes, tu no existes, tu no existes.<br />Existir es no.<br />No es no y no es no.<br />Si no es no y no es no, entonces sí es no.<br />Si sí es no y no es sí, entonces sí es sí.<br />Sí, sí, cómo no.<br />No como no.<br />Sí como no.<br />Sí cömo sí, si cömo sí, sí cömo sí, ¿sí cömo es sí? ¿quién cömo no? Si alguien come no,¿come?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-3122832500144552985?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-9756235013456390412009-05-12T10:42:00.000-07:002009-05-12T10:43:10.459-07:00La diferencia es la inteligencia<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-975623501345639041?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-63039500238625582602009-05-12T10:24:00.000-07:002009-05-12T10:25:18.126-07:00La verdad es el tërmino medio<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-6303950023862558260?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-4429259123319749072009-03-10T16:19:00.001-07:002009-03-10T16:19:55.486-07:00Nirvana, no hay lenguaje, es no hacer pero en conciencia.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-442925912331974907?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-65834000238473633572009-02-04T15:39:00.000-08:002009-02-04T15:40:56.251-08:00La tristeza es rica.<br /><br />El cansancio es extático.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-6583400023847363357?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-85471961447245228762009-01-20T10:43:00.000-08:002009-01-20T10:45:04.040-08:00El baño es el olor medio.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8547196144724522876?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-36437732937537120442009-01-18T16:33:00.001-08:002009-01-18T16:33:10.384-08:00Ser te conciencia.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-3643773293753712044?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-48242894960591548662009-01-18T16:32:00.001-08:002009-01-18T16:32:43.333-08:00Noche es hacer de la inconciencia concienca.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4824289496059154866?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-10671526249798571392009-01-18T15:12:00.001-08:002009-01-18T15:12:32.253-08:00Las palabras se coordinan como el abecedario.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-1067152624979857139?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-83485966137510883132009-01-18T07:58:00.001-08:002009-01-18T07:58:39.322-08:00Obvio no, redundante.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8348596613751088313?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-52742576698003616342009-01-18T04:56:00.000-08:002009-01-18T04:57:00.067-08:00Justo por verdadero.<br /><br />La verdad espanta.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-5274257669800361634?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-78083308471727477232009-01-17T15:23:00.001-08:002009-01-17T15:23:18.285-08:00El vuelo es anal.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-7808330847172747723?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-63250012919143531472009-01-17T04:18:00.001-08:002009-01-17T04:18:57.196-08:00La diferencia es el tamaño vibratorio.<br /><br />La imagen es fin.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-6325001291914353147?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-82976633932873275452009-01-16T08:41:00.001-08:002009-01-16T08:41:29.995-08:00El amor es grande como la voz.<br /><br />El vuelo es tambor de la mujer.<br /><br />Únicos pero iguales.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8297663393287327545?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-87030895890992647042009-01-12T05:52:00.001-08:002009-01-12T05:52:50.716-08:00Una flor es un espejo y un fractal, como aquello que sale de nuestras manos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8703089589099264704?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-28020310438725494332009-01-12T05:37:00.003-08:002009-01-12T05:37:52.220-08:00No es regresivo es recursivo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2802031043872549433?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-84258977533932151332009-01-12T05:37:00.001-08:002009-01-12T05:37:36.369-08:00Ya que el lenguaje es finito el mundo vuelve a empezar; y además vino primero el lenguaje que el pensamiento.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8425897753393215133?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-9209576586142537592009-01-12T05:09:00.001-08:002009-01-12T05:09:56.391-08:00Condescendiente porque así aprehendo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-920957658614253759?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-62557782283701674442009-01-12T04:00:00.001-08:002009-01-12T04:05:54.075-08:00Cambia; no muere; se hace línea y gira.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-6255778228370167444?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-56748674521166251492009-01-10T17:12:00.001-08:002009-01-10T17:12:14.537-08:00Las consonantes son derivadas como los acordes.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-5674867452116625149?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-53969815594102051342009-01-07T18:54:00.000-08:002009-01-07T18:55:27.385-08:00La muerte es una pregunta más allá de ser o no ser.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-5396981559410205134?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-35352566234262922462009-01-07T18:26:00.001-08:002009-01-07T18:26:16.273-08:00La mitad de mi mitad es transexual.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-3535256623426292246?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-63817863514649205082009-01-07T18:20:00.002-08:002009-01-07T18:21:48.944-08:00La energía se transforma por el infinito.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-6381786351464920508?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-9843638511670924812009-01-07T18:20:00.001-08:002009-01-07T18:20:10.151-08:00Perdedor porque se cazó con la tierra.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-984363851167092481?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-91716657756386750982009-01-07T18:18:00.000-08:002009-01-07T18:19:11.201-08:00La energía se transforma por el infinito.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-9171665775638675098?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-54905342931728613232009-01-07T18:12:00.000-08:002009-01-07T18:16:29.585-08:00El incon(sc)iente es la edad del mundo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-5490534293172861323?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-62387053983955570592009-01-07T18:10:00.000-08:002009-01-07T18:11:07.700-08:00La comida es despintar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-6238705398395557059?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-19298192906647903732009-01-04T16:29:00.000-08:002009-01-04T16:30:04.067-08:00Hablamos muertos.<br /><br />Soñar despierto es como caminar dormido.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-1929819290664790373?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-51306036155609315022009-01-04T16:28:00.002-08:002009-01-04T16:29:10.048-08:00¿Por qué? Por que quieres.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-5130603615560931502?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-27756611615085581642009-01-04T16:28:00.001-08:002009-01-04T16:28:47.349-08:00Oeste reguilete.<br /><br />¿Qué hay entre el este y el oeste?<br />Un árbol del sur.<br /><br />Psicoanálisis del noroeste.<br /><br />Un buen norte vale.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2775661161508558164?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-4910332086736577842009-01-03T10:37:00.000-08:002009-01-03T10:38:13.128-08:00¿Por qué? Por que quieres.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-491033208673657784?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-76077736798213620182009-01-03T10:35:00.001-08:002009-01-03T10:35:43.242-08:00Nadie sabe si un espejo está boca arriba o boca abajo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-7607773679821362018?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-25788364659277438352009-01-03T10:07:00.001-08:002009-01-03T10:07:44.420-08:00Oeste reguilete.<br /><br />¿Qué hay entre el este y el oeste?<br />Un árbol del sur.<br /><br />Psicoanálisis del noroeste.<br /><br />Un buen norte vale.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2578836465927743835?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-45037116009763967752009-01-03T10:04:00.000-08:002009-01-03T10:05:09.409-08:00Lenguaje es sobreviviencia.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4503711600976396775?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-86947926411978600442009-01-03T09:05:00.000-08:002009-01-03T09:06:50.196-08:00No sabe porque es pan.<br /><br />Progresamos y el lenguaje cambia.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8694792641197860044?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-8025289321808323182009-01-03T09:04:00.001-08:002009-01-03T09:04:49.978-08:00La nada pone y rebota.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-802528932180832318?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-45828760672549409132009-01-03T02:47:00.000-08:002009-01-03T02:48:02.534-08:00La comida comprueba.<br /><br />La vida es un estímulo; una emoción.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4582876067254940913?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-6443196036634794812008-12-31T11:22:00.000-08:002008-12-31T11:23:03.076-08:00¿Qué harías si te quedaras sólo? Correr, de alguna forma.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-644319603663479481?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-37104043457592829022008-12-31T11:07:00.001-08:002008-12-31T11:07:21.880-08:00La vida no es concepto, la vida es libre.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-3710404345759282902?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-79777345826756588482008-12-31T07:19:00.000-08:002008-12-31T07:20:02.588-08:00Más bien me ciega el amor: en vez de el amor es ciego.<br /><br />Una frase, solamente, es un teorema.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-7977734582675658848?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-40826121415414518042008-12-26T14:51:00.000-08:002008-12-26T14:52:01.030-08:00Cero es beso.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4082612141541451804?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-45836640522180552172008-12-26T12:27:00.000-08:002008-12-26T12:28:02.612-08:00El once da la vuelta doscincuenta veces.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4583664052218055217?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-31038505666088432982008-12-26T12:23:00.001-08:002008-12-26T12:23:45.643-08:00Las firmas son las mismas para cada familia.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-3103850566608843298?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-26958223789722368552008-12-26T12:09:00.000-08:002008-12-26T12:10:02.419-08:00El diez siempre estuvo perdido. (10)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2695822378972236855?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-7614231726655080662008-12-26T12:07:00.001-08:002008-12-26T12:07:57.786-08:00Los timbres de café por favor.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-761423172665508066?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-81520149440373694902008-12-26T12:05:00.000-08:002008-12-26T12:06:27.580-08:00La manzanilla tiene su pared en la etiqueta.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8152014944037369490?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-17578778628407131602008-12-26T12:00:00.002-08:002008-12-26T12:03:03.023-08:00La canela late como palmera.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-1757877862840713160?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-22844817439132531462008-12-26T12:00:00.001-08:002008-12-26T12:00:16.591-08:00La canela late como palmera.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2284481743913253146?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-24995845878964110932008-12-26T11:37:00.001-08:002008-12-26T11:37:51.473-08:00La vida viene haciendo ruido del sur.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2499584587896411093?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-12843930360664316992008-12-26T11:28:00.001-08:002008-12-26T11:28:33.286-08:00La buena música es un reto.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-1284393036066431699?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-68694711315357815872008-12-26T11:23:00.000-08:002008-12-26T11:24:03.430-08:00Me salvo la vida.<br /><br />Las mujeres son árboles.<br /><br />Ver depende del inconsciente tipográfico. <br /><br />Hermano es arte.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-6869471131535781587?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-40828315415461893312008-12-26T09:36:00.000-08:002008-12-26T09:37:22.442-08:00Siempre es diferente pero luego parece lo mismo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4082831541546189331?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-53416207435447422002008-12-23T18:54:00.001-08:002008-12-23T18:54:31.761-08:00Control es libertad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-5341620743544742200?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-87590325891547678862008-12-23T18:51:00.001-08:002008-12-23T18:51:25.235-08:00Ansias de ganar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8759032589154767886?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-22456679318225322612008-12-23T18:41:00.000-08:002008-12-23T18:42:01.709-08:00Todo es meditación.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2245667931822532261?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-48025318140482047012008-12-23T18:38:00.000-08:002008-12-23T18:39:19.801-08:00Somos Eco.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4802531814048204701?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-36920806821446033942008-12-23T18:36:00.001-08:002008-12-23T18:36:40.053-08:00Las ideas se reproducen.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-3692080682144603394?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-82752907698477611742008-12-23T18:32:00.001-08:002008-12-23T18:32:32.468-08:00El sistema se está revolcando.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8275290769847761174?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-2680782755601779042008-12-23T17:43:00.001-08:002008-12-23T17:43:53.979-08:00Diseño es :<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-268078275560177904?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-2077278580792811772008-12-23T15:15:00.000-08:002008-12-23T15:16:44.920-08:00Los niños son guerreros.<br /><br />Amo a las mujeres genias.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-207727858079281177?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-27097749062012981452008-12-23T12:23:00.001-08:002008-12-23T12:23:11.917-08:00El mundo es todo menos perfecto.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2709774906201298145?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-40124816251249285992008-12-23T12:18:00.001-08:002008-12-23T12:18:42.275-08:00Caballo > 0.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4012481625124928599?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-84087913417851009032008-12-23T12:11:00.001-08:002008-12-23T12:11:24.698-08:00Primero va-a-robar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8408791341785100903?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-5520649213305214102008-12-23T11:54:00.001-08:002008-12-23T11:54:35.176-08:00Juego es tristeza.<br /><br />La fuga, ira.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-552064921330521410?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-56188978890639321142008-12-23T10:13:00.001-08:002008-12-23T10:13:44.738-08:00La barba es otra sonrisa.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-5618897889063932114?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-91857734608738220982008-12-23T10:10:00.001-08:002008-12-23T10:10:30.479-08:00Bien.- Adicto a pensar todo como una narración.<br /><br />El tiempo verdadero de las almas es: amor.<br /><br />¿La armonía interna o el fuego interior?<br /><br />La muerte es el mecanismo de control por excelencia.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-9185773460873822098?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-18373065740328100182008-12-23T10:07:00.001-08:002008-12-23T10:07:50.474-08:00El fútbol no es el deporte más hermoso del mundo, el D.F. es el deporte más hermoso del mundo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-1837306574032810018?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-17822514607878980372008-12-23T08:23:00.000-08:002008-12-23T08:24:59.653-08:00El tantra o el alburismo.<br /><br />Los deportes extremos del circo nos dibujan.<br /><br />El alma del mejor teatro es el zen.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-1782251460787898037?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-67403867536850116822008-12-23T07:19:00.001-08:002008-12-23T07:19:56.587-08:00El centro es amor.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-6740386753685011682?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-43441006933453159662008-12-22T18:44:00.001-08:002008-12-22T18:44:47.158-08:00Un sueño es gritar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4344100693345315966?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-3106886040955705492008-12-22T18:41:00.000-08:002008-12-22T18:42:03.504-08:00Hoy ya es abstracto o me doy la media vuelta...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-310688604095570549?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-41186518136332409892008-12-22T18:30:00.001-08:002008-12-22T18:30:22.773-08:00En Navidad las patrullas son Santa Clauss.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4118651813633240989?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-81313235123273123452008-12-22T18:28:00.001-08:002008-12-22T18:28:32.846-08:00El mal es un error.<br /><br />El 76% de la música tiene su límite ahí.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8131323512327312345?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-40561727380031749662008-12-22T18:19:00.001-08:002008-12-22T18:19:51.294-08:00¿El lenguaje se deconstruye?<br /><br />Siempre falta un clarín.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4056172738003174966?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-21664695881577074652008-12-22T13:55:00.000-08:002008-12-22T13:56:16.017-08:00Hoy es ya o me doy la media vuelta...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2166469588157707465?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-33898810045057750652008-12-22T05:51:00.001-08:002008-12-22T05:51:13.116-08:00Las piernas son formas de cambiar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-3389881004505775065?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-42201606576735271522008-12-21T19:02:00.000-08:002008-12-21T19:03:00.744-08:00Viajar es la onda.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4220160657673527152?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-78346717333737497032008-12-21T18:41:00.002-08:002008-12-21T19:02:02.528-08:00Todo es camino.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-7834671733373749703?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-84324895633910670902008-12-21T10:39:00.001-08:002008-12-21T10:39:38.878-08:00La cara es un barco como un tren.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8432489563391067090?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-67655635739539740662008-12-21T10:38:00.002-08:002008-12-21T10:39:09.089-08:00El guru suena.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-6765563573953974066?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-21121005642706261352008-12-21T10:38:00.001-08:002008-12-21T10:38:51.408-08:00Somos esquizofrénicos, doble el otro que...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2112100564270626135?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-67823278519292603692008-12-21T10:28:00.001-08:002008-12-21T10:28:57.213-08:00La magia sólo da dolor de cabeza.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-6782327851929260369?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-29149573877331534662008-12-21T09:52:00.003-08:002008-12-21T09:52:44.446-08:00En fin todo iba a salir bien.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-2914957387733153466?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-3530019069443112922008-12-21T09:52:00.001-08:002008-12-21T09:52:19.724-08:00La realidad es yo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-353001906944311292?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-80263069981766295962008-12-21T08:13:00.001-08:002008-12-21T08:13:17.650-08:00La playa es descansancio.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8026306998176629596?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-77555207681361256722008-12-21T07:53:00.001-08:002008-12-21T07:53:23.035-08:00El sentido de la vida es la risa.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-7755520768136125672?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-1303991136736349412008-12-21T07:52:00.001-08:002008-12-21T07:52:59.929-08:00Al final, esforzarse un poco más.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-130399113673634941?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-75192279392676176442008-12-20T18:01:00.001-08:002008-12-20T18:01:50.926-08:00Un concepto es un error.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-7519227939267617644?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-10122094942677127522008-12-20T17:33:00.001-08:002008-12-20T17:33:55.756-08:00Soy libre porque no soy libre.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-1012209494267712752?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-38928813180636511022008-12-20T17:07:00.001-08:002008-12-20T17:07:33.617-08:00El sol es la sensibilidad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-3892881318063651102?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-91305622716078015232008-12-20T16:08:00.001-08:002008-12-20T16:08:23.653-08:00Los genitales son el espacio tiempo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-9130562271607801523?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-72190253952674175522008-12-20T11:44:00.001-08:002008-12-20T11:44:59.245-08:00Pues sexo es Dios.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-7219025395267417552?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-52462014687379812222008-12-20T10:10:00.000-08:002008-12-20T10:14:41.512-08:00Perderse es chido.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-5246201468737981222?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-42491672195994911102008-12-20T08:46:00.001-08:002008-12-20T08:46:42.065-08:00Una cosa es la eternidad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-4249167219599491110?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-30232966557502299262008-12-20T06:23:00.001-08:002008-12-20T06:23:58.418-08:00Todo sube.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-3023296655750229926?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33318161.post-86911203514996699822008-12-20T04:32:00.001-08:002008-12-20T04:32:47.768-08:00La locura es de colores.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33318161-8691120351499669982?l=javoludlow.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>javohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291293769050539947noreply@blogger.com0