<?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-35932979</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:02:48.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DISIDENCIA</title><subtitle type='html'>there`s no signal at the end of the road to aknowledge that the bridge has fallen</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bleis</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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35932979.post-3252888685719513527</id><published>2009-01-28T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:28:32.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>granted totality knowledge of all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;PRETNDING 2DO_sth_lke_RCHRD_FENWICK//KERN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;APOLOGIZE TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i seek into my recent memories,&lt;br /&gt;this buzzing sound reflecting into my sight,&lt;br /&gt;                                 delivers some kind of pain,&lt;br /&gt;                and all that i can see from the world,&lt;br /&gt;                   from people asking for information,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                              is as that child whispering           something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-3252888685719513527?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/3252888685719513527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=3252888685719513527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/3252888685719513527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/3252888685719513527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2009/01/granted-totality-knowledge-of-all.html' title='granted totality knowledge of all'/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-6669892462142313424</id><published>2009-01-28T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:13:02.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CFR turn/spin/giro/axis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JuSuuz_siZI/SYCSGSBxiFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/U2i2IxBwbgw/s1600-h/g001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JuSuuz_siZI/SYCSGSBxiFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/U2i2IxBwbgw/s320/g001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296393798403852370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-6669892462142313424?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/6669892462142313424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=6669892462142313424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/6669892462142313424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/6669892462142313424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2009/01/cfr-turnspingiroaxis.html' title='CFR turn/spin/giro/axis'/><author><name>bleis</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/_JuSuuz_siZI/SYCSGSBxiFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/U2i2IxBwbgw/s72-c/g001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35932979.post-2510513211326700779</id><published>2009-01-28T08:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:03:25.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>land scape levels adjustment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;]|_.-_._.-._.---._.__..._--.__|[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JuSuuz_siZI/SYCOpVV51YI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZYyqIRjOdf4/s1600-h/LSCAPE_ADJLVLS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JuSuuz_siZI/SYCOpVV51YI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZYyqIRjOdf4/s320/LSCAPE_ADJLVLS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296390002542499202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;there's no reason to fly&lt;br /&gt;from here there's plenty space&lt;br /&gt;come outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-2510513211326700779?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/2510513211326700779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=2510513211326700779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/2510513211326700779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/2510513211326700779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2009/01/land-scape-levels-adjustment.html' title='land scape levels adjustment'/><author><name>bleis</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/_JuSuuz_siZI/SYCOpVV51YI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZYyqIRjOdf4/s72-c/LSCAPE_ADJLVLS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35932979.post-3487343613665418713</id><published>2009-01-28T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:49:36.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JuSuuz_siZI/SYCMmDrcVLI/AAAAAAAAAAg/2_mR7TD0rDE/s1600-h/PP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JuSuuz_siZI/SYCMmDrcVLI/AAAAAAAAAAg/2_mR7TD0rDE/s320/PP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296387747238139058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-3487343613665418713?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/3487343613665418713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=3487343613665418713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/3487343613665418713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/3487343613665418713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-time-ago.html' title='long time ago'/><author><name>bleis</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/_JuSuuz_siZI/SYCMmDrcVLI/AAAAAAAAAAg/2_mR7TD0rDE/s72-c/PP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35932979.post-1776884079075611682</id><published>2009-01-28T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:43:08.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL</title><content type='html'>hoy ya no estoy aquí&lt;br /&gt;del estar cuando se habita&lt;br /&gt;en este el taller&lt;br /&gt;en el segundo piso muy alto&lt;br /&gt;y con dos grandes ventanas&lt;br /&gt;al parque de la quinta normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy no iba a fumar&lt;br /&gt;y fumo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afuera el día se acaba&lt;br /&gt;suenan las micros&lt;br /&gt;y tres distintos cantos de pájaros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otro café&lt;br /&gt;otro cigarrillo&lt;br /&gt;y otro café&lt;br /&gt;y el calor de enero en santiago&lt;br /&gt;mueve apenas el follaje de los árboles&lt;br /&gt;lento y letárgico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mis manos enterradas&lt;br /&gt;enlodan mi frente&lt;br /&gt;cuando seco el sudor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;más que otras veces&lt;br /&gt;o tal vez sólo otra vez&lt;br /&gt;divago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afuera el día se acaba&lt;br /&gt;y pequeños pedacitos de cielo&lt;br /&gt;se ven en lo profundo del follaje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y ahora es el aire que corre&lt;br /&gt;el que mueve las hojas más altas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-1776884079075611682?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/1776884079075611682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=1776884079075611682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/1776884079075611682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/1776884079075611682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2009/01/all.html' title='ALL'/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-3188058938714030405</id><published>2007-03-17T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T07:23:25.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEFT</title><content type='html'>Suddenly things are left behind.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly; aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes on until i'm not able to aknowlege it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Straight towards the future.&lt;br /&gt;People around and people behind.&lt;br /&gt;By my side beloved and missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have no mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;I used to have no flash drive.&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a huge will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-3188058938714030405?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/3188058938714030405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=3188058938714030405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/3188058938714030405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/3188058938714030405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2007/03/left.html' title='LEFT'/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-7322556043020468999</id><published>2007-02-25T14:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T14:14:37.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE PEOPLE</title><content type='html'>how much i hate people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-7322556043020468999?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/7322556043020468999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=7322556043020468999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/7322556043020468999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/7322556043020468999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-hate-people.html' title='I HATE PEOPLE'/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-5634267426139949739</id><published>2007-02-24T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T08:05:00.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tal vez</title><content type='html'>Una pequeña imagen horizontal en azul(es) y gris, sugiere una imagen del mar y es tan sólo una cantidad de pigmento depositado en una superficie de cartón. Breve y efímero. A su vez el esfuerzo físico del trabajo. El serrucho y el martillo y el sol intenso. Infructífero. Qué es esa imagen sugerida, sino más que una excreción de un anhelo que no soy capaz de concretar. Qué corrección he dado al entorno para poder habitarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las vacaciones han de suponer una salida o un viaje. Además de descansar -o a pesar de no hacerlo- viajar. La necesidad de esacapar o exhiliarse como un retiro espiritual condicionado a uno físico. La montaña como el lugar del que hay que regresar. El mar como la figura de la contemplación. El paisaje como el escapismo de la mirada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminar por el tranco de un cerro, por la arena descalzo. Subir escaleras de piedra. Observar a los insectos. A los perros durmiendo. Dormir. Caer. Andar en bicicleta. Comer papas fritas junto a la amada. Beber te. Beber cerveza y fumar. Dibujar. Escribir. Olvidar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El pecho doliente y el llanto contenido de un fracaso. La soledad. El placer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-5634267426139949739?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/5634267426139949739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=5634267426139949739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/5634267426139949739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/5634267426139949739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2007/02/tal-vez.html' title='tal vez'/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-4821940828167181246</id><published>2007-01-14T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:43:38.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JuSuuz_siZI/Rape9jmr8HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PDOTneYqhWA/s1600-h/marinetti+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019929146280374386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JuSuuz_siZI/Rape9jmr8HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PDOTneYqhWA/s320/marinetti+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-4821940828167181246?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/4821940828167181246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=4821940828167181246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/4821940828167181246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/4821940828167181246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bleis</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JuSuuz_siZI/Rape9jmr8HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PDOTneYqhWA/s72-c/marinetti+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35932979.post-221355061485658893</id><published>2007-01-13T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T08:23:07.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Landscape</title><content type='html'>La mirada sometida al transcurso del paisaje por la ventana del bus se traslada también al reflejo escaso del interior. En el dibujo esta pausa se traduce al abandono del ejercicio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así también la percepción de la distancia (en tanto el movimiento es ralentizado en cada plano que se sucede hasta llegar al horizonte) constituye otra forma del absoluto. Como el color que a través del aire nos accede a la montaña de forma que jamás podremos tocarla. O la nube cúmulo o la caida de lo pétalos de un albaricoquero japonés.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-221355061485658893?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/221355061485658893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=221355061485658893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/221355061485658893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/221355061485658893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2007/01/landscape.html' title='Landscape'/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-116122049588064612</id><published>2006-10-18T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T18:14:55.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>queer</title><content type='html'>en vista de que somos los que no soliamos ser:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edyclapper.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-116122049588064612?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/116122049588064612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we used to visit this little wooden house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;there was this basement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we never get to use it as our lounge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;watching the sea and the people drunk hanging from the chopters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;playing chess them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;me drawing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-116095662639918186?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/116095662639918186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=116095662639918186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6516/3596/200/ascensorvalpo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she took me once to the hill but not to the zoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-116095628006582477?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/116095628006582477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=116095628006582477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116095628006582477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116095628006582477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2006/10/she-took-me-once-to-hill-but-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-116095595026028690</id><published>2006-10-15T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:46:30.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nu (not my bride)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;it happens to be that not my bride is my bride&lt;br /&gt;naked not by me&lt;br /&gt;but by the bachelor&lt;br /&gt;but by me at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu&lt;br /&gt;poupée&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-116095595026028690?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/116095595026028690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=116095595026028690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116095595026028690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116095595026028690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2006/10/nu-not-my-bride.html' title='nu (not my bride)'/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-116095508080918182</id><published>2006-10-15T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:48:41.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6516/3596/1600/Tdkc60cassette[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6516/3596/200/Tdkc60cassette%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the river it takes the little sticks that hold the ice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i fall from the bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;torn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as the reflection of the birds above&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the river it takes everything away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it is still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as the laughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of my friends&lt;/strong&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/35932979-116095508080918182?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/116095508080918182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=116095508080918182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116095508080918182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116095508080918182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2006/10/river-it-takes-little-sticks-that-hold.html' title=''/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-116095409851122256</id><published>2006-10-15T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:14:58.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6516/3596/1600/Francis%20Picabia%20-%201920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6516/3596/320/Francis%20Picabia%20-%201920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;mon key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;monk e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;y&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/35932979-116095409851122256?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/116095409851122256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=116095409851122256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116095409851122256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116095409851122256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-monkey.html' title='i&apos;m a monkey'/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-116070049287125952</id><published>2006-10-12T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:48:12.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>detención</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6516/3596/1600/x-ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6516/3596/320/x-ray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si definimos el tiempo como la &lt;em&gt;dimensión del cambio&lt;/em&gt; entendemos que se percibe el transcurso del tiempo en función de la percepción del cambio. el cambio como movimento en tanto la forma seria la detención de un devenir eterno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la fractura de hueso se trata con la inmovilización del miembro (entiéndase la extremidad)&lt;br /&gt;y esto forzado como detención, se enfrenta a la suspensión del devenir, en tanto la recuperación [sanación] del tejido dañado -ya no sólo en la fractura de hueso sino también en la de una herida cortante por ejemplo- depende de esta detención para que en su contención se active una dinámica del healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entonces el trauma no se trata&lt;br /&gt;se olvida&lt;br /&gt;para que se oblitere&lt;br /&gt;de cierta forma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cierto como categoría a propósito de:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"esto no es una categoría!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ciertas?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-116070049287125952?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/116070049287125952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=116070049287125952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116070049287125952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116070049287125952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2006/10/detencin.html' title='detención'/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-116069856071088986</id><published>2006-10-12T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:16:00.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>e</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6516/3596/1600/electronandx-raydiffraction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6516/3596/320/electronandx-raydiffraction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la co-incidencia del texto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"to be or not to be"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e or not e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la trayectoria se dibuja en una placa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-116069856071088986?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/116069856071088986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=116069856071088986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116069856071088986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116069856071088986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2006/10/e.html' title='e'/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-116069663819932027</id><published>2006-10-12T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:45:04.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>enlightment</title><content type='html'>¿qué hace la diferencia entre el espacio dubitativo frente a la redacción (frente a la necesidad de dibujar o procesar fotos digitalmente o pintar -sin caer en la reinsidencia de un esquema-) y el espacio en el que la investigación rinde y permite rescatar algunos resultados y aprehenderlos?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-116069663819932027?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/116069663819932027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=116069663819932027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116069663819932027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116069663819932027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2006/10/enlightment.html' title='enlightment'/><author><name>bleis</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-35932979.post-116069482151042467</id><published>2006-10-12T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:16.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dados</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6516/3596/1600/etantdonnes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6516/3596/320/etantdonnes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yo al principio pensé que etant donnes (dados) ...hacía referencia a dados como dados para jugar a los dados... no como luego descubrí -mucho tiempo luego- que hacía referencia a dados del verbo dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35932979-116069482151042467?l=paulbleis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/feeds/116069482151042467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35932979&amp;postID=116069482151042467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116069482151042467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35932979/posts/default/116069482151042467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulbleis.blogspot.com/2006/10/dados.html' 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