tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89688620353394960642024-03-04T20:41:37.352-08:00Luz da Lua"Diante da vastidão do tempo e da imensidão do universo é uma alegria para mim compartilhar uma época e um planeta com você." (Carl Sagan).Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-27661310350718870852010-03-08T05:42:00.000-08:002010-03-08T05:50:52.851-08:00Dia Internacional da Mulher<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNNAvuqZdx-7f9JoZ8JXSJrPKOFwYEbluDbAGAv_y6HR9e2F_bvaqu_1Sgr748tCgk9SOifODhroOguH_KjlmuMYv0b2KIvXfyq-O6Yt72GeQKtl8uxX2wzH9e0RDXZyNkqFB4pTyEjGM/s1600-h/rachel-green-de-friends-01d47.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNNAvuqZdx-7f9JoZ8JXSJrPKOFwYEbluDbAGAv_y6HR9e2F_bvaqu_1Sgr748tCgk9SOifODhroOguH_KjlmuMYv0b2KIvXfyq-O6Yt72GeQKtl8uxX2wzH9e0RDXZyNkqFB4pTyEjGM/s200/rachel-green-de-friends-01d47.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446259129484065458" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">"Você pode dar um carro zero para sua mulher.</span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div></span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div></span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">Mas não se assuste se ela gostar mais da cartinha </span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">que você escondeu no porta-luvas.</span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><br /></span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"> </span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">Dirigir bem não</span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"> é sinal de virilidade. </span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">Uma mulher prefere um “barbeiro”, que percebe que ela está usando um vestido novo </span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">do que um “super-piloto” incapaz de notar que ela mudou o corte de cabelo.</span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><br /></span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"> </span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">Elas não gostam daquela “buzinadinha” de aprovação.</span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">Mesmo que gaste uma fortuna na academia, </span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">a mulher prefere elogios sobre a sua personalidade </span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">do que sobre o seu corpo.</span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><br /></span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"> </span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">Carro bonito não é garantia </span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">de sucesso.</span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">Em um primeiro encontro, algumas mulheres nem lembram do</span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">modelo do seu carro. Mas não esquecem que você abriu a porta para elas.</span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">E se você admitir que uma mulher dirige melhor do que você, acredite, o mundo não acaba..."</span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div></span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><br /></span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; ">Propaganda da Volkswagen. ótima, linda, é a essência. Feliz dia das Mulheres!!!</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><b style="font-weight: 700; "><span style="font-weight: normal; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div></span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></span></span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-17996430320390881502010-02-28T09:56:00.000-08:002010-02-28T10:24:56.477-08:00Reflexões...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja0fue2EGv666Qg7dG2qxPSo-zyOy30Tv60k1XOLnBl88P7rtmB9cHkwDMkeomaKGITEvBPAI7WaE_e2GUClZOdsF-0E68NH8Emz_i4NByVg9YSVLF88VPA5wqaM16-_aRM0D6qN8WSZY/s1600-h/mazi.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja0fue2EGv666Qg7dG2qxPSo-zyOy30Tv60k1XOLnBl88P7rtmB9cHkwDMkeomaKGITEvBPAI7WaE_e2GUClZOdsF-0E68NH8Emz_i4NByVg9YSVLF88VPA5wqaM16-_aRM0D6qN8WSZY/s200/mazi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443355653104014434" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Sou absolvida com o juri certo, já disse. </span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">As pedras sempre vieram, até quando não as vi. Mas também jogaram tantos diamantes...</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">A força eles desconheciam... Usei a sabedoria, mais do que a força. E quanto mais forte fiquei, </span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">menor meu corpo foi se tornando. Talvez ele mesmo quisesse fugir de toda essa futilidade.</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Não que ela seja inútil. Só não pode nos tornar inúteis. Se não quer ser objeto, pense. </span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">O fato é que percebi que pra ser mais, é preciso ser menos em outra coisa. Não dá pra ser tudo.</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Ouvir é essencial, mas as vezes, fechar as orelhas nos faz sorrir...</span></b></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-58131247282528160772010-02-27T07:49:00.000-08:002010-02-28T10:25:06.816-08:00Night<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicPuC-UUYbmVvht-Q1EUAyvMNTSOtG60pCypixOuZsOpIHOoIccnfmoWUKjfPCWOdv7MmradE9Ztlti8GpP8N1g0ofySEWb1E_iUXY1Rmr_-FZyseJL90Y38pyROry_WvfmD74j7K9ozM/s1600-h/Philippe+Halsman+jumpology.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicPuC-UUYbmVvht-Q1EUAyvMNTSOtG60pCypixOuZsOpIHOoIccnfmoWUKjfPCWOdv7MmradE9Ztlti8GpP8N1g0ofySEWb1E_iUXY1Rmr_-FZyseJL90Y38pyROry_WvfmD74j7K9ozM/s200/Philippe+Halsman+jumpology.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442954851803374418" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">O</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">ntem, a noite estava foda (no mau sentido da palavra). Eu, meu amore e a loira, caçando um bom lugar pra tomar um cerveja e comer alguma coisa... Primeiro pensamos em fazer um lualzinho na frente de casa, comendo e bebendo umas porcarias... Logo abandonamos a idéia, era quase meia noite e a vizinhança é terceira idade. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Então fomos a praça de sempre, que sempre salva... e ao chegar "wow, música ao vivo, legal!", ao ouvir... "nossa, vamo embora, pelo amor de deus", parecia fim de festa no karaokê mais butequeiro da cidade. Sujeira, gente estranha, declamando e cantando aquela música da novela das 3... "Índia, seus cabelos..." - FODA. (no mau sentido da palavra foda, volto a colocar).</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Pois bem, fomos a padaria e bem... tinha uma crente discursando qualquer coisa sem sentido, uma festa quase particular, garçons que nem cardápio nos ofereceram. Claro, fomos a próxima tentantiva...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Estávamos conformados em ir pra casa mesmo... Pedir um lanche e ver um bom filme... Passamos na frente de um bar que não íamos há uns 2 anos. Música ao vivo também. Entramos. Sentamos. Pedimos uma porção, cerveja, suco. Que bom! Achamos um lugar nessa cidade, finalmente! Eis que o cantor, com seu karaoke começa a cantar REVELAÇÃO. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Já pedimos, não podíamos ir embora. Mas graças aos céus... ele parou e sentou. Pensamos: "Acabou o show, ótimo". Então a mocinha que o acompanhava, levanta-se, pega o microfone e começa a cantar KARAMETADE.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ela se cansa finalmente e o cantorzinho volta ao show e começa a misturar bolero e forró... e pagode... Enfim, anestesiamo-nos com o álcool e o molho tártaro e deixamos a noite rolar, embalados nas boas conversas e a brisa fresca...</span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-36615194589720876662010-02-24T18:42:00.000-08:002010-02-28T08:55:24.452-08:00"O Ovo"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFCDSlSoRFYoBFFRkXFM1BcsAdOSi7IoXqnnF61rJy6-vXP3NRtZ4mYbQbQSgU3O7sroaUC0W8AuPGv3PMyn5e4a9B0dsYntg0HMZhjsS19xC8vT5sc_oKmzC8LsjHxTRnwQRtA9Nw_7c/s1600-h/o-ovo.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 175px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFCDSlSoRFYoBFFRkXFM1BcsAdOSi7IoXqnnF61rJy6-vXP3NRtZ4mYbQbQSgU3O7sroaUC0W8AuPGv3PMyn5e4a9B0dsYntg0HMZhjsS19xC8vT5sc_oKmzC8LsjHxTRnwQRtA9Nw_7c/s200/o-ovo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442955182583353682" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></i></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Costumava andar sempre como se tivesse um ovo na mão. Indo a todos os lugares, bebendo, conversando, trabalhando, chorando, vivendo... sempre com o tal ovo na mão. As vezes, confesso, até esquecia dele, mas quando lembrava, voltava toda a minha atenção e sentia um medo incalculável de que ele pudesse quebrar, estragar, cair...</span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Hoje já penso em como posso limpá-lo se cair. Porque já não me aflige tanto a possibilidade de quebrá-lo... Só não quero que faça estrago... </span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">É preciso ter em mente que você cuida do ovo, mas ele não é a sua vida - deixá-lo pra lá de vez em quando não é problema nenhum.</span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Ah, e o mais importante: Depois de quebrado, abre-se um leque enorme de possibilidades de ser usado... </span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">E o ovo é apenas o princípio, não pode ser pra sempre um 'simples' ovo.</span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">.</span></i></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">:: Pra você guardei o Amor-Nando Reis e Ana Cañas ::.</span></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-30391682138313741782010-02-23T18:38:00.000-08:002010-02-28T10:25:22.697-08:00Saudades<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color:transparent;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"></span></span></p><blockquote><p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color:transparent;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">"</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Fico feliz que você diga isso, porque sempre sinto que sou anormal por não conseguir seguir em frente. As pessoas têm um caso, ou até relacionamentos, terminam e esquecem tudo. Mudam como trocam de marca de cereal. Sinto que não esqueço as pessoas com as quais estive porque cada uma tem qualidades específicas. Não dá para substituir ninguém.</span></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color:transparent;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">O que foi perdido está perdido. Cada relacionamento que termina me magoa. Nunca me recupero. Por isso, tenho cuidado quando me envolvo com alguém, porque dói demais. </span></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color:transparent;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Tenho obsessão com pequenas coisas. Talvez eu seja louca, mas, quando eu era menina, eu ficava vendo as castanhas caírem das árvores e rolarem na calçada ou as formigas atravessarem a rua ou a sombra de uma folha num tronco de árvore. Coisas pequenas. Acho que com gente é igual. Vejo pequenos detalhes específicos de cada coisa que me comovem e sinto saudades deles depois. </span></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color:transparent;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Não se pode substituir ninguém porque todo mundo é uma soma de pequenos e belos detalhes. Lembro que a sua barba tem fios avermelhados e que o sol os fez brilhar naquela manhã, um pouco antes de você partir. </span></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color:transparent;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Lembrei disso, e senti saudades</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">"</span></span></span></p></blockquote><p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color:transparent;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b></b></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color:transparent;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">[Antes do Pôr-do-Sol]</span></span></span></i></p><p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color:transparent;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color:transparent;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Preciso fazer uma versão minha desse texto, com os detalhes das minhas próprias experiências... A saudade me domina demais, demais, demais, nossa! </span></span></span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">Vivo muito de passado, mas sei que não tenho que voltar a ser, preciso seguir em frente.</span></span></span></i></b></p><p style="margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color:transparent;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">O</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">ntem resgatei uns cadernos antigos, mas não muito... da época em que eu fiquei mal de verdade. Nunca tive coragem de reler nada que escrevi ou desenhei lá, por conta do que sentia, achei que pudesse me fazer mal. O fato é que me impressionei com meus escritos e artes, um processo criativo lindo, embora pesado e caótico. Difícil de decifrar até mesmo por mim. Mas foi gratificante ler o que desejava e saber que estou conseguindo seguir...</span></span></span></p></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-9679764568034777502009-07-31T07:59:00.000-07:002010-02-28T10:25:51.487-08:00Eyes<div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">E ele olhou pra mim de novo. E mais uma vez me entreguei... O azul que me aprisiona a cada dia, chega a ser hipnotizante... mas é bom. É tanta coisa... Uma expressão sem igual.</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">E me vejo escrava. E gosto...</span></span></b></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ3XVupR4rvTlH6eV4ursbBxzDXisIODLrtS3ntdAGgO6WCuheE-YuVJHp8MjPem96EYMfUxjK4pjhea73jQqYG4ww53UHS8_nEX6myEuYBnY7GFFYx1FgW1wcSZk1_q0x2rS0QYm0ZPU/s1600-h/S4010777.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ3XVupR4rvTlH6eV4ursbBxzDXisIODLrtS3ntdAGgO6WCuheE-YuVJHp8MjPem96EYMfUxjK4pjhea73jQqYG4ww53UHS8_nEX6myEuYBnY7GFFYx1FgW1wcSZk1_q0x2rS0QYm0ZPU/s200/S4010777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364640707221645234" /></a><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-23419744205975444902009-05-13T13:26:00.000-07:002010-02-28T10:25:59.586-08:00A Maçã<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYCeRAe4dV0Wy9A9d2FritjHbPUcIysf7vJFFZExljWOxWDUvaHAlpa-pVnVB29CJ0U6No65Uhozyyb3r75ztPXWhPM9F6Xj2bDYNqnXepZ-zVdBvBnzja3QNzY031Tn5LBg2D3NPJIRg/s1600-h/vermutin.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYCeRAe4dV0Wy9A9d2FritjHbPUcIysf7vJFFZExljWOxWDUvaHAlpa-pVnVB29CJ0U6No65Uhozyyb3r75ztPXWhPM9F6Xj2bDYNqnXepZ-zVdBvBnzja3QNzY031Tn5LBg2D3NPJIRg/s320/vermutin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335501231115212754" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Eu me senti a própria Eva urbana e libertada quando me encontrei saboreando textos com tanto gosto,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">como há tanto tempo já não os estava admirando... E percebi, que eu estava comendo uma maçã,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> coisa que também há tempos não fazia, embora eu ame maçãs, comer maçãs, o barulho, a consistência, </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a criatividade que se acende de súbito quando seu sabor atinge o clímax.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ela era proibida por isso, a maçã é droga que libera os pensamentos mais loucos para quem os pode apreciar...</span></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-29316898603565352392009-04-16T17:05:00.001-07:002010-02-28T08:58:35.695-08:00Luz para todos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXGDJTIl_8RgorbTKCEqC-AzHBGZ0ZOZ232quhboAL3HOO1Jk7SucYxR4BnY3dmFRq8o_HVhsrOdklmpH80PM8KcMJACqNx6NIS7kgfZH-d-4AHeqckiPJJ3ELbVhJisCXWA2KMhmmT2E/s1600-h/borboletas.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXGDJTIl_8RgorbTKCEqC-AzHBGZ0ZOZ232quhboAL3HOO1Jk7SucYxR4BnY3dmFRq8o_HVhsrOdklmpH80PM8KcMJACqNx6NIS7kgfZH-d-4AHeqckiPJJ3ELbVhJisCXWA2KMhmmT2E/s200/borboletas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448425210334034" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Uma das coisas mais gratificantes da vida é se perceber um dia, começando a orar sinceramente pelos outros, desejando a felicidade do próximo e querendo poupá-lo de qualquer sofrimento. A sensação de doar-se e ter a vontade honesta e pura de ajudar e mandar as energias mais positivas possíveis. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Me lembro que quando mais novinha, pensava que eu era uma pessoa muito egoísta, porque por mais que tentasse desejar o bem pra outra pessoa, não queria no fundo que ela se desse bem antes de mim, mas era um sentimento, pois eu queria torcer por ela, mas simplesmente, não conseguia. Era até frustrante.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">E um belo dia, há não muito tempo atrás comecei a reparar que ultimamente meus sentimentos já não eram assim, e todo o amor, paz e sucesso que desejo, desejo com todas as forças e com a alma consentindo, feliz. E isso... é uma sensação perfeita! Eu me sinto limpa e feliz.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Luz para todos! (com toda a minha sinceridade!)... :)</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-49368143544208330242009-03-26T15:10:00.001-07:002010-02-28T08:58:18.652-08:00Meu reino...<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN5Wuxhsg8KZyaDE8eRLIXCduiLqQctiEFqt0HC0Ebohfaq8sD7PUFBswuSuesW2lim-d9JcTsGYEFwHuTaflDAhNpF_19S_yQHJdwJQETqrRlLwYYrb9CtJ-eNO3HqgORJMlwOuhNWn4/s1600-h/eyes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN5Wuxhsg8KZyaDE8eRLIXCduiLqQctiEFqt0HC0Ebohfaq8sD7PUFBswuSuesW2lim-d9JcTsGYEFwHuTaflDAhNpF_19S_yQHJdwJQETqrRlLwYYrb9CtJ-eNO3HqgORJMlwOuhNWn4/s200/eyes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317622658751054002" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">"Meu reino é do silêncio, mais</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">que o das palavras. Nele tudo pode ser dito</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">e desinventado: as entrelinhas</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">transbordam dos meus contornos.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Minha alma, guerreira ou mendiga,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">inocente menina ou bruxa perversa,</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">faz dessa teia de caos e luz uma viagem</span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">como sempre um novo ponto de partida."</span></span></span></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Lya Luft</span></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-82982377179145110092008-12-29T12:18:00.000-08:002010-02-28T08:58:03.356-08:00A moça que revela ascendentes<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Essa letra é de um cara muito especial, que entrou na minha vida de uma maneira mágica... afinal, neste mundo virtual existe mais um caminho de almas similares se </span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">conhecerem e se atraírem por palavras, e as dele, sempre me agradam e surpreendem...<br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8fgLrSZIllJxvRBH_E_jVRR3sv4Wn_wDOGfO96pyMlBeA0QFsrReQc3oy_jcgb3zi_DLW5IFKPLqd5SR4E2pTBiorTZ96RGiClgPQD4F-MGHJ94ekM8IeFgV0MciL5OmAYjbHR6hOXQ/s1600-h/fairy088.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8fgLrSZIllJxvRBH_E_jVRR3sv4Wn_wDOGfO96pyMlBeA0QFsrReQc3oy_jcgb3zi_DLW5IFKPLqd5SR4E2pTBiorTZ96RGiClgPQD4F-MGHJ94ekM8IeFgV0MciL5OmAYjbHR6hOXQ/s400/fairy088.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285318646872342770" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">A Moça que revela ascendentes.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">(de Fernando Flack)</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"- Abriu-se então o escapulário</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">do caos do mundo pela donzela</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">fui de câncer à aquário</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">me encantou ao Khumba Mela</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">- A moça adulta lustigada</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">agarra a dor no piscar dos olhos</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">dialetica carma e darma</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">leva ao Jordão os agnósticos</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">- E essa moça solitária</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">escolhe a solidão</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">pois domina e separa</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">emoção e razão</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">com um só coração</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">que jamais se retalha</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">e então desta Pária</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">se torna Brâmane</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">o alçando à Xátria</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">- E nesse mundo, vasto mundo</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">em que semeiam flores do mal</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">ela se garba inteira </span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">num eterno carnaval</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">- Moça de juventude culta</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">me retraz à fé anti-antrofóbica</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">deixou minha fé insepulta</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">e dá combate a fé estóica</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">- O tempo pára e não devora</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">a sua opinião</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">é a sua fuga das horas</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">em sua contemplação</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">e eu com olhos rubicundos</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">quase negando o mundo</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">me vejo envolto nesse enlace</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">me pego armado rumo à Alcácer</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">em busca do rei "</span></span></span></span></span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-72725139564964201262008-12-28T17:58:00.001-08:002010-02-28T08:57:40.292-08:00Busca<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT6mYEr8PNlpwC7TbGpZTVPhTpw__Wz-proiCsyPI4oXHf8kYWEgr9NDaRisL_lxV4op2EmFwQ5Kq15aqTz_dQGzWCwDwE-swXrA2EfgtzzJ8YadNKAmB8uIypYxbidHPzNaayskmXc5M/s1600-h/16_9_absurdo1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT6mYEr8PNlpwC7TbGpZTVPhTpw__Wz-proiCsyPI4oXHf8kYWEgr9NDaRisL_lxV4op2EmFwQ5Kq15aqTz_dQGzWCwDwE-swXrA2EfgtzzJ8YadNKAmB8uIypYxbidHPzNaayskmXc5M/s320/16_9_absurdo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285027296789521874" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Procuro explicações porque sinto que há algo a ser despertado dentro de mim, minha alma anseia por uma libertação que só se dará após essa descoberta. Busco cura, busco caminho, busco guia. As vezes tenho a impressão que muita coisa já abri sozinha, mas agora tenho dificuldades para ir alem... E não sei do que se trata, só sei que é algo aqui, perto...</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><div></div><blockquote><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">"Meu mundo se resume a palavras que me perfuram, a canções que me comovem, a paixões que já nem lembro, a perguntas sem respostas, a respostas que não me servem, à constante perseguição do que ainda não sei. Meu mundo se resume ao encontro do que é terra e fogo dentro de mim, onde não me enxergo, mas me sinto." (Martha Medeiros)</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div></blockquote><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><blockquote></blockquote><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8968862035339496064.post-37648188771607046052008-12-28T12:48:00.000-08:002010-02-28T08:57:22.416-08:00Dançando...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUita5GFYFhQ42onYZ0ZHtVViJVENNM22zTla9hzanCEncUN8gmhQb6xURH-cXuKrYAQYrAmrOezMkUYQ3lnPh-g6NfO47uLrgZ2jT4ecVxpGggYjVL1KsW-tc72Y-XLXjnFgAYBaD8c8/s1600-h/dancer1.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUita5GFYFhQ42onYZ0ZHtVViJVENNM22zTla9hzanCEncUN8gmhQb6xURH-cXuKrYAQYrAmrOezMkUYQ3lnPh-g6NfO47uLrgZ2jT4ecVxpGggYjVL1KsW-tc72Y-XLXjnFgAYBaD8c8/s320/dancer1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284945884338267794" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Liberto-me de meus males e me exponho à cura.</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Danço porque a dança me leva onde minha alma chega em primeiro lugar... E quando minha alma hipnotiza meu corpo, entro em estado de Paz.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Dançando chego ao meu mundo interior, exploro a deusa dentro de mim, e apenas sinto cada nota e batida... cada melodia embalando meu corpo e alma em uma fusão em que nada vejo... e ainda assim, é o momento em que me enxergo mais bela..</span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">.</span></span></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0