<?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-7170999881456345009</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:36:16.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sobre el baobab te espero</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-del-tiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170999881456345009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-del-tiempo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carmen Sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10592813667355225025</uri><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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170999881456345009.post-124674355526830090</id><published>2009-09-02T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:34:48.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>las piezas siempre se acomodan después. es decir, la revelación, la intuición, no son tales, llegan demasiado tarde.&lt;br /&gt;ahora sólo puedo decir que era tan obvio tan obvio, y yo tan ciega tan ciega.&lt;br /&gt;siempre me niego a las evidencias, ni hablar.&lt;div 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Sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10592813667355225025</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170999881456345009.post-2839401081553453279</id><published>2009-08-31T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:39:49.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>t segovia</title><content type='html'>(fulano poeta) usa el lenguaje surrealista entre comillas.  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ese nombre se refiere a un ser que no tenemos que creer literalmente que existió. con ese ser ficticio (fulano poeta) se identifica ficticiamente. cualquiera que sea el motivo por el que decidimos interpretar ese enunciado como entrecomillado, la cuestión es que ese entrecomillado o su ausencia son las dos maneras fundamentales de interpretar enunciados. pienso que esta distinción debería de estar en la base de toda reflexión sobre el acto ilocutivo. todas las demás distinciones que suelen hacerse allí (etc) caen en realidad sentro de la clase de los actos ilocutivos no simbólicos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170999881456345009-2839401081553453279?l=nostalgia-del-tiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-del-tiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/2839401081553453279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170999881456345009&amp;postID=2839401081553453279' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170999881456345009/posts/default/2839401081553453279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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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/_QfBthKQmeME/SQ96rBFbtpI/AAAAAAAABOw/NgM4fHt9Il4/s72-c/DSC01138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170999881456345009.post-8721870832819115177</id><published>2008-10-20T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T08:40:35.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baño público</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SPyl_gOmq8I/AAAAAAAABOU/1WBT3XisUDw/s1600-h/DSC01450%3D2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260975263427522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SPyl_gOmq8I/AAAAAAAABOU/1WBT3XisUDw/s400/DSC01450%3D2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SPymAieB2GI/AAAAAAAABOc/gxRW78lqrLQ/s1600-h/DSC01453%3D2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260993044863074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SPymAieB2GI/AAAAAAAABOc/gxRW78lqrLQ/s400/DSC01453%3D2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SPymBv71BAI/AAAAAAAABOk/ZI5194aXue0/s1600-h/DSC01452%3D2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261013839381506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SPymBv71BAI/AAAAAAAABOk/ZI5194aXue0/s400/DSC01452%3D2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; autorretratos en baño público&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/7170999881456345009-8721870832819115177?l=nostalgia-del-tiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-del-tiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/8721870832819115177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170999881456345009&amp;postID=8721870832819115177' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170999881456345009/posts/default/8721870832819115177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170999881456345009/posts/default/8721870832819115177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-del-tiempo.blogspot.com/2008/10/bao-pblico.html' title='baño público'/><author><name>Carmen Sa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10592813667355225025</uri><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/_QfBthKQmeME/SPyl_gOmq8I/AAAAAAAABOU/1WBT3XisUDw/s72-c/DSC01450%3D2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170999881456345009.post-2174276600903130746</id><published>2008-08-15T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:47:33.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coyoacanópolis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYG4WrtOSI/AAAAAAAAA9k/_Pl1EdXbGj8/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234879182096120098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYG4WrtOSI/AAAAAAAAA9k/_Pl1EdXbGj8/s400/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYGi1mt6EI/AAAAAAAAA88/iVBsWWleSEw/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234878812439570498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYGi1mt6EI/AAAAAAAAA88/iVBsWWleSEw/s400/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYGjCYXw7I/AAAAAAAAA9E/WkA074fs7LE/s1600-h/DSC00233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234878815869060018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYGjCYXw7I/AAAAAAAAA9E/WkA074fs7LE/s400/DSC00233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYGjtQw-pI/AAAAAAAAA9M/DXcBacowLY4/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234878827379882642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYGjtQw-pI/AAAAAAAAA9M/DXcBacowLY4/s400/DSC00235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYGj0IMd4I/AAAAAAAAA9U/lRDC9pC4RF4/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234878829222983554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYGj0IMd4I/AAAAAAAAA9U/lRDC9pC4RF4/s400/DSC00238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; los Negros más negros en la casa de frida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYGkQAnvFI/AAAAAAAAA9c/SoN2nh9XnCw/s1600-h/DSC00240%3D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234878836707408978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYGkQAnvFI/AAAAAAAAA9c/SoN2nh9XnCw/s400/DSC00240%3D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuadros del Iber, del 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYF8Uyc5JI/AAAAAAAAA8c/NZBMGjd1P-c/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234878150795388050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYF8Uyc5JI/AAAAAAAAA8c/NZBMGjd1P-c/s400/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYF8oq_RNI/AAAAAAAAA8k/XNThUyNhVMU/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234878156132795602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYF8oq_RNI/AAAAAAAAA8k/XNThUyNhVMU/s400/DSC00205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mi patroncita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYF82ERJpI/AAAAAAAAA8s/ZBiHrRa0woM/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234878159728486034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYF82ERJpI/AAAAAAAAA8s/ZBiHrRa0woM/s400/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYF9RvDI9I/AAAAAAAAA80/GXiDZr37SmQ/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234878167155680210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QfBthKQmeME/SKYF9RvDI9I/AAAAAAAAA80/GXiDZr37SmQ/s400/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo, frente a mi dios ídolo de piedra favorito (quién será)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234879185316684194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; 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