tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73081771291127455112012-02-16T05:46:16.444-08:00Pensamientos de Sergio Borao LlopSergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.comBlogger281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-13966053308800459352012-02-04T05:16:00.000-08:002012-02-04T05:22:43.062-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Toda distancia es relativa. Nada está tan lejos como lo que <span style="font-style: italic;">parece</span> estar cerca. Nada está tan lejos, a veces, como nosotros mismos.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-1396605330880045935?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-46218014224148021862012-01-29T02:19:00.000-08:002012-01-29T02:20:19.834-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Todo viaje es introspectivo. Por eso, con frecuencia, el viajero sufre accesos de vértigo aparentemente inexplicables.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-4621801422414802186?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-8175984488259243852012-01-18T10:26:00.000-08:002012-01-18T10:27:51.154-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Somos entes complejos. Nuestras obras son complejas. Nada puede ser simple si es real. Toda simplicidad es impostada.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-817598448825924385?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-51610075106396901532012-01-13T08:32:00.000-08:002012-01-13T08:33:05.911-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">La juventud es ese estado en el que uno está buscando algo, persiguiendo algo, aunque en la mayoría de los casos no sepa definir qué.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-5161007510639690153?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-27303363104353193972012-01-07T03:01:00.001-08:002012-01-07T03:01:50.263-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Alguien escribe durante la noche -con nuestra propia letra- notas que no reconocemos por la mañana.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-2730336310435319397?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-6938133681390929582012-01-03T03:28:00.001-08:002012-01-03T03:29:15.080-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ordenar una vida lleva toda una vida. Ese orden entraña un final. </span><span style="font-family:georgia;">Resérvate siempre una porción de caos, para seguir viviendo.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-693813368139092958?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-78848498359627009352011-12-23T01:43:00.000-08:002011-12-23T01:46:58.588-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">La bondad y el amor navideños son inverosímiles y caducos. Hacia la segunda semana de enero sus restos yacen en los contenedores de basura.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-7884849835962700935?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-32632450653887536372011-12-18T03:10:00.000-08:002011-12-18T03:14:44.955-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">La búsqueda -no el hallazgo- es el motivo fundamental de toda búsqueda. La posibilidad del hallazgo es la excusa que necesitamos.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-3263245065388753637?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-6960175045899094752011-12-08T03:34:00.000-08:002011-12-08T03:35:05.754-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">La poesía siempre es un canto al amor. En especial cuando no lo nombra.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-696017504589909475?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-59031252451512561902011-11-25T04:36:00.001-08:002011-11-25T04:36:32.197-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">La retórica insustancial es el retrato fiel de la impostura: Tras las palabras sólo hay una oquedad interminable.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-5903125245151256190?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-48859937160126539602011-11-20T03:58:00.000-08:002011-11-20T04:01:36.659-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Nada verdaderamente importante se refleja en los espejos.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-4885993716012653960?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-66758556799719162172011-11-18T09:36:00.001-08:002011-11-18T09:36:34.455-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">La vida no es más que una larga navegación en busca de una isla que ni siquiera sabemos si existe.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-6675855679971916217?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-38198965254816304702011-11-15T03:52:00.001-08:002011-11-15T03:52:52.540-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">El mundo que uno percibe es tan limitado como el tamaño del muro donde danzan las imágenes.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-3819896525481630470?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-83555346545732185172011-11-07T10:22:00.000-08:002011-11-07T10:23:59.634-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">En nuestra lucha cotidiana contra nosotros mismos, el vencedor es siempre el otro.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-8355534654573218517?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-26983628944205561152011-10-31T11:29:00.001-07:002011-10-31T11:29:46.809-07:00<span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" >Si decir la verdad te hace impopular, di la verdad: La popularidad es el opio de los inseguros.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-2698362894420556115?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-60819286020361294852011-10-21T11:07:00.000-07:002011-10-21T11:08:28.200-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">La poesía es una pregunta cuya respuesta (si la hubiere) sólo la tiene el corazón del otro: aquel que lee atentamente las incógnitas.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-6081928602036129485?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-18223617612085741262011-10-15T10:29:00.001-07:002011-10-15T10:29:52.325-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">¿Qué nos empuja a correr en dirección contraria a nuestros deseos? Somos Penélopes suicidas, desandando de noche lo andado durante el día.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-1822361761208574126?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-10800378238058991632011-10-15T04:11:00.000-07:002011-10-15T04:12:18.637-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">El beso es el recorrido que hacemos para encontrarnos en el centro del laberinto, que no existe.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-1080037823805899163?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-38371399205597201492011-10-15T04:07:00.000-07:002011-10-15T04:08:04.645-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Hay quien, en su inocencia -tal vez por ignorancia-, creyendo hacer el bien, vive tendiendo puentes a la muerte.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-3837139920559720149?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-74791416476255459872011-10-15T04:04:00.001-07:002011-10-15T04:05:43.342-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">La unión de Prejuicio y Desconocimiento engendra un puñal que termina por asesinar la verdad.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-7479141647625545987?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-19604108813829101072011-10-15T04:01:00.000-07:002011-10-15T04:03:55.105-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Me horroriza más la existencia de un público hambriento de catástrofes que la catástrofe en sí.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-1960410881382910107?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-55581608953843511792011-10-15T04:00:00.000-07:002011-10-15T04:01:15.203-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Nunca falta el paciente que quiera enseñarle al cirujano la forma de manejar un bisturí.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-5558160895384351179?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-10031778724116991182011-10-15T03:59:00.000-07:002011-10-15T04:00:04.770-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">¿Por qué los mismos caminos </span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">conducen siempre a sitios diferentes?</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-1003177872411699118?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-46175876864412115062011-10-15T03:55:00.000-07:002011-10-15T03:56:41.524-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Todo humano sumergido en una masa social experimenta un empuje hacia afuera igual a su calidad humana. El proceso por el cual un sujeto determinado es capaz de revertir esta situación, recibe el nombre de política.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-4617587686441211506?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-70993242985640225792011-10-15T03:54:00.002-07:002011-10-15T03:55:22.861-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Internet es como un mercadillo persa, donde puede encontrarse cualquier cosa. Como en todo mercadillo, abundan las falsificaciones.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-7099324298564022579?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-80876870461256507242011-10-15T03:54:00.001-07:002011-10-15T03:54:23.191-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">El corazón humano es una sucesión de hogueras que no terminan de extinguirse.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-8087687046125650724?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-12241684907149039662011-10-15T03:50:00.000-07:002011-10-15T03:52:20.409-07:00<span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;">El mar es un misterio y una esperanza.<br />Si el misterio fuese revelado, la esperanza se ahogaría en él.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-1224168490714903966?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308177129112745511.post-43393485343318722762011-10-15T03:47:00.000-07:002011-10-15T03:52:01.190-07:00<span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" >Desconfiad de toda apariencia inocente, pues la auténtica inocencia no viste ropa alguna.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308177129112745511-4339348534331872276?l=tweetsdesergio.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sergiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12951695064577353403noreply@blogger.com0