tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-384111212024-03-13T22:10:19.152+01:00A simplicidade é o máximo da sofisticaçãoecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-17566002552748575522010-02-26T23:50:00.000+01:002010-02-26T23:52:13.835+01:00sozinha mas não só<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDXGbMEaWESLM-hf4Apsl-W6G3MNAL2kbdLttdupQi6izZUYsme_GnqTIgPEcqNufiGJKgj_g25GIIBZZyG5fs03zBZ0cEG44NXlFFoZ7UC1FmE1zelHONLpSKfbyPdkwjh4C6/s1600-h/JOAOCOUTINHO-GAIVOTA.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDXGbMEaWESLM-hf4Apsl-W6G3MNAL2kbdLttdupQi6izZUYsme_GnqTIgPEcqNufiGJKgj_g25GIIBZZyG5fs03zBZ0cEG44NXlFFoZ7UC1FmE1zelHONLpSKfbyPdkwjh4C6/s200/JOAOCOUTINHO-GAIVOTA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442688465287766114" border="0" /></a>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-60618265167643037392010-02-26T23:12:00.003+01:002010-03-01T20:50:16.149+01:00<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" >Rua a baixo,<br />de corpo relaxado e apressado</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAiKTnZPSeMKUnplTd3Z1qwJlTdlVuyGSWfj-VOyhRBxLuT87wRe3xN2t2nR4O31-0FBdual84HpAiCsCKwIWtcbTjT9bhjQhbYpBzm32KLi8xbq5MRKrakX23jJTd1pZKO2Ja/s1600-h/MOSAIC.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 124px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAiKTnZPSeMKUnplTd3Z1qwJlTdlVuyGSWfj-VOyhRBxLuT87wRe3xN2t2nR4O31-0FBdual84HpAiCsCKwIWtcbTjT9bhjQhbYpBzm32KLi8xbq5MRKrakX23jJTd1pZKO2Ja/s200/MOSAIC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443754908326384994" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" >sem medo da chuva</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" >e indiferente aos olhares dos outros,<br />Sem qu</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" >erer saber de nada,</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" >ela circulava,<br />e andava,</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" >dona do seu corpo,</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">de coração em mil pedaços</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">mas mais confiante que nunca.</span><br /></span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-73387699249236846962009-10-15T23:21:00.006+02:002009-10-15T23:45:59.615+02:00critica<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9HXM2aTEdJTuMgFDeQ4Qlds4hloQevKK7eZv2_6gZHibVfcluxGWsphNwFx6oqJVH1eO48Hgx1GkSRVD2PB2BmoYmYhXCqxsCz8TvAUqREcKRRm4fcAuJnwTqtWc7ps6c8bfT/s1600-h/543788___future__.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9HXM2aTEdJTuMgFDeQ4Qlds4hloQevKK7eZv2_6gZHibVfcluxGWsphNwFx6oqJVH1eO48Hgx1GkSRVD2PB2BmoYmYhXCqxsCz8TvAUqREcKRRm4fcAuJnwTqtWc7ps6c8bfT/s200/543788___future__.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392946191862127794" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">Criticar sem antes elogiar bloqueia a inteligencia,<br />leva á reacção por instinto, como um animal ameaçado.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Primeiro elogie alguma caracteristica relevante.<br />O elogio estimula o prazer, e o prazer abre as janelas da memória.<br />Momentos depois, deve criticar o que o levar a reflectir pela sua falha</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" >Costuma resultar</span></span><br /></span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-46598698846996319512009-10-12T01:36:00.004+02:002009-10-12T02:02:14.858+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Vzm8tPMBZVAFSI0aFfHiw3C-wVjWHdJ8cPgZJRcRkGw63I9DZJnwde9Q4wqpG2dNH3yeNuEIcvwWCMyKUuzT5WKbxXg2vxFYWZcE8TuU6Pirs8TcYnY3qY6QYX7F78PUlmHC/s1600-h/MiLo_Anderson-1150172637.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 146px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Vzm8tPMBZVAFSI0aFfHiw3C-wVjWHdJ8cPgZJRcRkGw63I9DZJnwde9Q4wqpG2dNH3yeNuEIcvwWCMyKUuzT5WKbxXg2vxFYWZcE8TuU6Pirs8TcYnY3qY6QYX7F78PUlmHC/s320/MiLo_Anderson-1150172637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391496463109433522" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >A chuva chegou finalmente.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >Por pouco tempo,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >mas foi o suficiente para limpar os ruas da cidade,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >lamber os edi</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >fícios e deixar</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" > lágri</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >mas nos vidros das janelas.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS2xX9yH3M1fFkZ01wpsHFTVdxTH9absJDDv_TuyhP1Cz6Y_arwC06eSObNcsi7hbXJxCzEauHLLQq2a4qW67-W4wLQX_DRS3b1rKnaAEtAsTFYRuzjykq_jb9eMHzXcuMcK-T/s1600-h/reese-1075660319.jpg"><blockquote></blockquote></a>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-24756526519312447862009-10-12T00:32:00.003+02:002009-10-12T01:01:21.741+02:00momentos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXXflbLBVgnxI5_qecrMVXpaYeCMo77qJqpUWVqvs-RZG2Tc-zVSKCdVM6NgDuGfzGRYwCYms-Hu6dKObbNRdJOR6tGCsYT2bNxjSXOuZfbdo5-r95lM0lpLPL2OW1CFzHOCNc/s1600-h/B6_00074.GIF"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXXflbLBVgnxI5_qecrMVXpaYeCMo77qJqpUWVqvs-RZG2Tc-zVSKCdVM6NgDuGfzGRYwCYms-Hu6dKObbNRdJOR6tGCsYT2bNxjSXOuZfbdo5-r95lM0lpLPL2OW1CFzHOCNc/s200/B6_00074.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391474516192851186" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: arial;">A memória atraiçoa o momento quando menos se espera</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">e o momento fica por acontecer de vez em quando.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Mas o sol brilha todos os dias </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">e a lua aparece todas as noites no seu melhor,</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">e depois é só escancarar a alma.</span></span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-48695464779194336962008-07-20T00:54:00.003+02:002008-11-13T07:25:06.593+01:00ourém<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxcp6tElRlUEU_or5W1x0sz1-2qpxpYQ76uE7pI0KyChKXZYqX5ztxB2esvHHTVuuDKgNXURRqqB3irGvq8ILegnXV7HhOl4FMf5cns6fLT8q4c9CywvqwfbftMdRT65G6nHCq/s1600-h/Imagem116.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxcp6tElRlUEU_or5W1x0sz1-2qpxpYQ76uE7pI0KyChKXZYqX5ztxB2esvHHTVuuDKgNXURRqqB3irGvq8ILegnXV7HhOl4FMf5cns6fLT8q4c9CywvqwfbftMdRT65G6nHCq/s200/Imagem116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224864864235565250" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix647bM5DApXsDmTs4j3NUL4eysjOoJ2O3dHgkODdb9Zn6c1w_qlECLKZjHmciZ2HJSHPl0JTHXBpewFPByRAlm_5QKP0pZyqog1QLv_87ZFzJRVKFpUwixVR8JE6qtIpEI65b/s1600-h/Imagem139.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix647bM5DApXsDmTs4j3NUL4eysjOoJ2O3dHgkODdb9Zn6c1w_qlECLKZjHmciZ2HJSHPl0JTHXBpewFPByRAlm_5QKP0pZyqog1QLv_87ZFzJRVKFpUwixVR8JE6qtIpEI65b/s200/Imagem139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224864671587434642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid3cEtk9rtXBfBS6emwlvtVA5NIReagPEtM57VqCwbvSAaOvmW6Ysv41Y_gMkubGIAvhtCh1uUbu82vLbyI0L1VrYU979m-_10Y5oOAKVcTDJDYkOT7KxCRhLmWuDikN0hAbwE/s1600-h/HPIM3076.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid3cEtk9rtXBfBS6emwlvtVA5NIReagPEtM57VqCwbvSAaOvmW6Ysv41Y_gMkubGIAvhtCh1uUbu82vLbyI0L1VrYU979m-_10Y5oOAKVcTDJDYkOT7KxCRhLmWuDikN0hAbwE/s200/HPIM3076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224863805342146034" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlSxLNTt_foCOW_SPOZ_CJFH3wnnysCtpL20anns2qLD_62_uN885wXuU7FjwJgsd2iLUE1gP7C4npVpnigW2RdET45V7IRp936lr8Qq0c-GhY8lvQ54OejnjdkbchTX3sIFun/s1600-h/Imagem126.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlSxLNTt_foCOW_SPOZ_CJFH3wnnysCtpL20anns2qLD_62_uN885wXuU7FjwJgsd2iLUE1gP7C4npVpnigW2RdET45V7IRp936lr8Qq0c-GhY8lvQ54OejnjdkbchTX3sIFun/s200/Imagem126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224863512687081426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Doçuras para os meus olhos.<br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRG2EhqNq5-e9MYY5YzSJVaL4G4fYUcL53UyQDs8PLUXJsuWSdiQsaq0BKfh8ATnJKFHb2CzsRR9DZvDxbymkHlBN62f-pn_o7gxEylRIpNWw8PLuAd3rl1Qs9hEe8XMKmf6ei/s1600-h/Imagem138.jpg"><br /></a>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-81620342182413080412008-05-04T17:12:00.004+02:002008-05-04T17:31:26.580+02:00orimleB<span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">...e nesta tarde de domingo lá estás tu..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">tão perto e tão longe de mim.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">As tuas asas baixas e os teus pés em terra,</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">a tua mente...essa voa...está tão longe,</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">algumas paragens posso até adivinhar,</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">outras são impenetráveis, têm códigos secretos.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">As tuas mãos falam para mim, </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">mas a tua mente não as envia, não lhes dá ordens.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">... e nesta tarde, igual a tantas outras,</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">leva um presente de mim...as minhas palavras</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">e uma brisa de cumplicidade partilha...</span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-53662121483591104012008-04-14T12:50:00.001+02:002008-04-14T12:51:49.017+02:00Fotografia do dia, do mês, do ano, do século<div align="center"> <p align="center"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="titulo"></span><br /> <img style="width: 329px; height: 255px;" src="http://terra.planetarium.com.br/%7Eabbud/design_na_web/imgsgerson/india.jpg" border="1" /> </p> </div> <div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" align="left"> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Esta foto foi extraída de um jornal indiano e chegou com a seguinte legenda:</span></p> <p class="titulo" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"Só quem é pobre procede com tanta generosidade. Que pena o homem não ser sempre assim"</span></p> </div>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-19849537441908675562008-03-17T00:33:00.010+01:002008-11-13T07:25:06.981+01:00O cão urso e o gato pantera<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> Era uma vez um cão que vivia numa quinta, e por ser um cão feliz, teve a ousadia de dizer que era um urso emigrante... (continua)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPUzuZMpB8-GYRuu2oTa3KoulcUReTFrBko6ruTyKKivOqFzaacZsgbsked8S9vQgTv-4pfMz_va_2OiqBBmnlyvdPw0Xc8nCbhnoRTtzu2ahg9ABMUxOw43QvUOWy5xyvAPXx/s1600-h/HPIM2959.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 149px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPUzuZMpB8-GYRuu2oTa3KoulcUReTFrBko6ruTyKKivOqFzaacZsgbsked8S9vQgTv-4pfMz_va_2OiqBBmnlyvdPw0Xc8nCbhnoRTtzu2ahg9ABMUxOw43QvUOWy5xyvAPXx/s200/HPIM2959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178500098268745250" border="0" /></a></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1T9UQbryhyphenhyphenkACiWIm64Cn9AXBwrIpOIAgw86HnV0akqrL_JhNL8DXYbs7sp3AuIMza-bS800XVCZPypv1YPXyyi7q_7Lc9pddVMocnG5mciC8XYGZAgzskcX3K079-Jqtnh_V/s1600-h/HPIM2977.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjASsFSjR8XvLpuSciofURV1CWbj6DmfO2MMcYwNGNR05jjoUl6bmpRim7UEM6tnecMq239tyUcCr-fFXh_MdD2xAyLnULmrab9J9KSxWSxrVRvaEJOHUg7svUkPih4vNM9PjDl/s320/k1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162040622221535970" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Reproduções fotográficas de obras de<span style="font-weight: bold;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Gustav Klimt</span> </span>fotografado por Moises González, </span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">direção de arte e ilustração por </span><a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.kattaca.com/" target="_blank">Kattaca</a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">, maquiagem por </span><a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.yuremavilla.es/" target="_blank">Yurema Villa</a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">, e cabelo por Raul Zarco.</span></span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-49695354065044361772007-12-15T00:15:00.000+01:002007-12-15T00:48:07.325+01:00verdadeiro amor verdadeiro<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >Quando era uma criança pequenina e gostava de ler os livros que andavam lá por casa, um dia, li uma coisa espantosa que vinha num livro que as Testemunhas de Jeová tinham deixado lá por casa.</span> <p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p>Falava do Rei Salomão que fora confrontado por duas mulheres que moravam na mesma casa. Cada uma delas tinha um filho, mas uma deitou-se em cima do bebé enquanto este dormia e ele morreu. Então ela pegou na criança morta e troco-o pela criança viva da outra mulher.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Visto que ambas as mulheres reclamavam para si o bébé vivo, Salomão decidiu qual era a melhor maneira de resolver a questão: cortar a criança ao meio e dar metade a cada mulher.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p>Então uma das mulheres disse: “Oh Senhor meu, dai o menino a essa mulher, mas por modo nenhum o mateis.”<br />Enquanto a outra mulher dizia: "Nem meu nem teu, seja dividido!"<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p>Assim, Salomão soube quem era a mãe de verdade. Só o amor poderia motivá-la a desistir do próprio filho para deixá-lo viver.</span></p><p face="arial" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-79150100042166200272007-11-29T17:25:00.000+01:002007-11-29T17:33:36.223+01:00<span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >DE MAIS NINGUÉM</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">Marisa<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> Monte</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Se ela me deixou a dor,</span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">É minha só, não é de mais ninguém</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Aos outros eu devolvo a dor</span><br />Eu tenho a minha dor<br />Se ela preferiu ficar sozinha,<br />Ou já tem um outro bem<br />Se ela me deixou,<br />A dor é minha,<br />A dor é de quem tem...<br /><br />É meu troféu, é o que restou<br />É o que me aquece sem me dar calor<br />Se eu não tenho o meu amor,<br />Eu tenho a minha dor<br />A sala, o quarto,<br />A casa está vazia,<br />A cozinha, o corredor.<br />Se nos meus braços,<br />Ela não se aninha,<br />A dor é minha, a dor.<br /><br />Se ela me deixou a dor,<br />É minha só, não é de mais ninguém<br />Aos outros eu devolvo a dó<br />Eu tenho a minha dor<br />Se ela preferiu ficar sozinha,<br />Ou já tem um outro bem<br />Se ela me deixou,<br />A dor é minha,<br />A dor é de quem tem<br />mmmh...mmmh...<br /><br />É o meu lençol, é o cobertor<br />É o que me aquece sem me dar calor<br />Se eu não tenho o meu amor,<br />Eu tenho a minha dor<br />A sala, o quarto,<br />A casa está vazia,<br />A cozinha, o corredor.<br />Se nos meus braços,<br />Ela não se aninha,<br />A dor é minha, a dor.<br />mmmh mmmh...</span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-18995494305467967692007-11-11T11:20:00.000+01:002008-11-13T07:25:09.134+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJIRb3RBTt9gV5DMUgWyNzjVgKfnAxBnGWm5Awfjv-1GcCmqtjQDswYZydbv7MUQzHZjP_52cCBthyphenhyphenDFr9EI1XymdQrusO44AM9FYoxbRRIYmsfkVlmsTg0nV_i-pjQIlRG-5/s1600-h/lobo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJIRb3RBTt9gV5DMUgWyNzjVgKfnAxBnGWm5Awfjv-1GcCmqtjQDswYZydbv7MUQzHZjP_52cCBthyphenhyphenDFr9EI1XymdQrusO44AM9FYoxbRRIYmsfkVlmsTg0nV_i-pjQIlRG-5/s320/lobo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131529712989574706" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><br />Hoje fui comprar uma armadura,<br />para me proteger emocionalmente.<br />Tem a minha medida e pretendo dar-lhe uso.</span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-48943590517246518672007-10-22T02:02:00.000+02:002007-10-22T02:18:01.977+02:00esta e aquela<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">E ali estão elas lindas e estonteantes,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">umas escuras, outras claras, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">outras brilhantes,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">olha só para aquela ... tão terna e suave,</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">decididamente vou usar esta, e mais esta, e também aquela,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">e esta mais, sem esquecer esta outra e esta ainda,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">...pois vou usar todas.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">"Não compliques" diz-me uma vozinha lá ao fundo,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">...mas que importa, se a festa das cores está dento de mim?</span></span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-45998085318259868392007-10-22T01:42:00.000+02:002008-11-13T07:25:09.311+01:00sentidos confusos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv8gz8gUwmlSQMRWhX3x-5G0K77WC64MIKIrIYjDygCKlSv9ALsBOl-5xF6zq21cT-hm1NJ7q1bTHOvb3doSl4KOWXbCy1lm4yCmECfYcHVhB_KpGur5N3kqMQhtSn6OUypGM_/s1600-h/sentidos.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv8gz8gUwmlSQMRWhX3x-5G0K77WC64MIKIrIYjDygCKlSv9ALsBOl-5xF6zq21cT-hm1NJ7q1bTHOvb3doSl4KOWXbCy1lm4yCmECfYcHVhB_KpGur5N3kqMQhtSn6OUypGM_/s320/sentidos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123940181791480098" border="0" /></a>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-39093864888759152862007-09-19T01:50:00.001+02:002008-11-13T07:25:09.332+01:00my little girl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcnlhlpd_G4eOh-B8evsYHe_CJWvI7lHa_KYATwxmmpMP7ciuVLMEBeBI5xekhVyrtzcCOgS8MdsU7JFoGwrglJ2ViBqzZe2Z7OY-AlICMwQSuCr2gVH1iugZlrD3GOWaEmsIu/s1600-h/pebia.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcnlhlpd_G4eOh-B8evsYHe_CJWvI7lHa_KYATwxmmpMP7ciuVLMEBeBI5xekhVyrtzcCOgS8MdsU7JFoGwrglJ2ViBqzZe2Z7OY-AlICMwQSuCr2gVH1iugZlrD3GOWaEmsIu/s320/pebia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111695967351560706" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: arial;">Pura magia ver-te crescer.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">O reboliço de palavras que saem da tua boca.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Os teus paços cada vez mais firmes.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">As emoções estampadas na tua cara, no teu corpo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">O meu amor para ti não tem limites.</span></span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-46179659851848686172007-08-29T23:19:00.001+02:002008-11-13T07:25:09.492+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5h47_woE8AI/RtXjShgYtvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/zaE0eoJh-ow/s1600-h/HPIM2414.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5h47_woE8AI/RtXjShgYtvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/zaE0eoJh-ow/s320/HPIM2414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104235660065683186" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Havia alguém que me perguntava para que raio queria eu um quintalzinho á volta da casa?<br />Eu respondi que me queria embebedar todos os dias com o verde das árvores e das ervas.<br /></span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-50912892404450946262007-08-09T11:53:00.000+02:002008-11-13T07:25:09.590+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnTPFmwvnDTu4AzigdjdV4N_aYyUSbp01_waaPspgtI5Cm4PSByXvFUTL70N81COp4JP7ZFfK8GnyxnYjvZEVVVhZ4rknU_T7Rmr1rF_HozpNklQKGwAAapCOEDvFDAmj8ZP5-/s1600-h/12844333.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnTPFmwvnDTu4AzigdjdV4N_aYyUSbp01_waaPspgtI5Cm4PSByXvFUTL70N81COp4JP7ZFfK8GnyxnYjvZEVVVhZ4rknU_T7Rmr1rF_HozpNklQKGwAAapCOEDvFDAmj8ZP5-/s320/12844333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096638500307911490" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Os ácaros vão ficar ao abandono e as borrachas do frigorifico vão ficar resequidas.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">a aranha georgina vai ter menos mosquinhas para comer,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">e aquele resto de pão perdido atrás do sofá vai ganhar bolor.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Até logo.</span></span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-26510151283758407642007-08-06T01:01:00.001+02:002008-11-13T07:25:09.785+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0UX2BEwBHApc8LSiPXzt56rHzu7SxfjefCUHnns0Qsp5Oc9vqqnVxNPBWMEIfWATAKH9sIvVneYUT58JduGvmEAmKFQXrv81SYGa1TM-jvdQlTK0pVrTc6cQuNr3PRNmKy2BI/s1600-h/klimt-gustav-die-erfullung-detail-1169324.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0UX2BEwBHApc8LSiPXzt56rHzu7SxfjefCUHnns0Qsp5Oc9vqqnVxNPBWMEIfWATAKH9sIvVneYUT58JduGvmEAmKFQXrv81SYGa1TM-jvdQlTK0pVrTc6cQuNr3PRNmKy2BI/s320/klimt-gustav-die-erfullung-detail-1169324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095355885634372402" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><br />De olhos fechados e pensamento aberto,<br />com as portas escancaradas o reencontro,<br />sinto o amor que entrelaça a minha alma,<br />que embala docemente o meu corpo,<br />para nas tuas asas adormecer.</span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-51848419136688922042007-07-28T01:10:00.000+02:002008-11-13T07:25:09.813+01:00do outro lado da lua<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ685P5D6Ldb8trkzonUdCu4VGFi_ZuvCx9m14Gc6enHDIEzE2WHzkF7vF0xCJ7SC0FyAR3IzJqZXVWpHIEhSm9Ji_soBl-YkqHNpoB_KH8NwfsP-bb3Zi-EPKyIExjka7Letg/s1600-h/HPIM2252.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ685P5D6Ldb8trkzonUdCu4VGFi_ZuvCx9m14Gc6enHDIEzE2WHzkF7vF0xCJ7SC0FyAR3IzJqZXVWpHIEhSm9Ji_soBl-YkqHNpoB_KH8NwfsP-bb3Zi-EPKyIExjka7Letg/s320/HPIM2252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092019486319362850" border="0" /></a>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-43461767122855882432007-07-20T15:51:00.000+02:002008-11-13T07:25:09.978+01:00Guardador<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5oTAG9MBxhrd5PX6q2qifa2PVLbD4em_5H8W3LjSV0WH2OehlJK2jDTiC0yk2EPJpiiQqOMsPiDa1fjKWhe7LlRsmsHp6jX5oSzDjgMhtV3AeQvtpN-Q0x9QLi0ehnZBstDUZ/s1600-h/arvore.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5oTAG9MBxhrd5PX6q2qifa2PVLbD4em_5H8W3LjSV0WH2OehlJK2jDTiC0yk2EPJpiiQqOMsPiDa1fjKWhe7LlRsmsHp6jX5oSzDjgMhtV3AeQvtpN-Q0x9QLi0ehnZBstDUZ/s320/arvore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089276764414267538" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">Entra no meu mundo como uma estrela cadente.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Faz comigo esta viagem ao coração.<br /><br /></span></span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-26308984692054502732007-07-19T02:25:00.000+02:002007-07-19T02:39:10.363+02:00<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >e então<br />entro no paraiso,<br />rodeada de todas as cores,<br />de todos os tons,<br />provando a doçura do branco,<br />o achocolatado do castanho,<br />o salgado do azul,<br />o aromatizado do verde,<br />o picante do vermelho,<br />...<br />imagino que tenho mais poder<br />que um deus,<br />imagino que tudo é possivel<br />naquele instante,<br /><br />e na verdade é.<br /></span>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-819324450557194992007-07-12T14:37:00.000+02:002007-07-12T14:39:47.511+02:00<div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">O frio cortante da tua ausência,<br />Gela-me a tristeza nos olhos,<br />Lágrimas arrefecidas pelo desencanto,<br />Esbarram escortaçando-me a vontade...<br /><br />Sinto o toque aveludado das trevas,<br />Envolvendo-me na noite adocicada,<br />E repenso-te...<br /><br />Teço a lua no tear dos sonhos,<br />Componho o Amor na harpa dos desejos,<br /><br />Sinto o bafo da esperança amornar-me a alma,<br />num sussurro luminoso:<br />Não deixes que o Amor te desfaça,<br />Desfaz-te em Amor...</span></div><div style="font-family: arial;"> </div><div><br /></div>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-43615706677198193302007-06-30T17:13:00.001+02:002008-11-13T07:25:10.189+01:00Rua a baixo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1PeipKotAqj7YERxXWPk3ryBDzo0L_SvmT55lc2BC5t5Z5Ye4xJe52MjSSwVY2Muav5YlWWT1EoSW5sdCDd-TSQYcCJki6Dj9pWZOjwd1Id31fJM6bdC0wwFs8tuuUYMf7E6L/s1600-h/rua+a+baixo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1PeipKotAqj7YERxXWPk3ryBDzo0L_SvmT55lc2BC5t5Z5Ye4xJe52MjSSwVY2Muav5YlWWT1EoSW5sdCDd-TSQYcCJki6Dj9pWZOjwd1Id31fJM6bdC0wwFs8tuuUYMf7E6L/s320/rua+a+baixo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081876139562372354" border="0" /></a>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38411121.post-6572120421635562372007-06-28T13:06:00.000+02:002007-06-28T13:11:26.451+02:00Nome de alguns animais em Japonês<table align="center" border="0" width="100%"><tbody><tr><td style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-size:85%;">andorinha — tsubam <br /> aranha — kumo<br /> boi, vaca — ushi<br /> cachorro — inu<br /> canário — kanaria<br /> canguru — kangaru<br /> carneiro — hitsuji<br /> cavalo — uma<br /> cobra — hebi<br /> elefante — zoh<br /> esquilo — risu</span></td> <td style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-size:85%;">galinha — niwatori <br /> gato — neko <br /> girafa — kirin<br /> gorila — gorira<br /> hipopotamo — kaba<br /> leão — raion<br /> leopardo — hyou<br /> macaco — saru<br /> pato — ahiru<br /> pato selvagem — kamo<br /> pingüim — pengim<br /> pintinho — hina</span></td> <td style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-size:85%;">porco — buta<br /> raposa — kitsune<br /> rato — nezumi<br /> rinoceronte — sai<br /> sapo — kaeru<br /> tartaruga — kame<br /> texugo — tanuki<br /> tigre — tora (grito de guerra dos kamikazes)<br /> urso — kuma<br /> veado — shika<br /> zebra — shimauma</span></td></tr></tbody></table>ecashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14788665011438798786noreply@blogger.com4