tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20103262971786925652024-02-06T20:27:46.751-08:00Apple Glassh.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.comBlogger209125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-81705746988745681382011-03-17T13:31:00.000-07:002011-03-17T13:46:20.189-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8mm3oEHSEiG0aTmisUQgNkkso16IRslsdAluQWI69VYZ-e0Jmru0zotLTGbEKYv_zdDXNSthZ3O5d3eu3_uZIFvPJbxGE-PszaBY0Kzjq_dsGLMSdywqj3cngCH182FZTYFR3FB4tIw7/s1600/liberdade.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585149233509960530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8mm3oEHSEiG0aTmisUQgNkkso16IRslsdAluQWI69VYZ-e0Jmru0zotLTGbEKYv_zdDXNSthZ3O5d3eu3_uZIFvPJbxGE-PszaBY0Kzjq_dsGLMSdywqj3cngCH182FZTYFR3FB4tIw7/s400/liberdade.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"> Sabe o que eu estava observando...<br /></span><br /></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-53725947453650799572011-03-17T13:27:00.000-07:002011-04-01T22:26:37.370-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBMWOLW9RXW_HXES1_OjUsBg-7zin0iGMgbXocQOr6VzLwXVnn9mHcpzPr1-ZloyKEP8bI7KMiX2yAXvCuVzrnnLISU2q4QWpfvI-ofBLPbs9YGLUHLpq69AKZeC5lYvs171SZkxWgfIP/s1600/por.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585148703397465874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBMWOLW9RXW_HXES1_OjUsBg-7zin0iGMgbXocQOr6VzLwXVnn9mHcpzPr1-ZloyKEP8bI7KMiX2yAXvCuVzrnnLISU2q4QWpfvI-ofBLPbs9YGLUHLpq69AKZeC5lYvs171SZkxWgfIP/s400/por.jpg" /></a><span><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); ">"...E um só coração, um só pensamento subirá até Vós, como um grito de reconhecimento e de amor..."<br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >Prece de Cáritas</span> </i></b></span></span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-64525843734917759182011-01-21T17:14:00.000-08:002011-01-21T17:22:56.896-08:00<div align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwpuS0Cg0AcRYPU_GtvVCMmVfHysrtdd3CQLGiH6d72dkUR2y1cdeXmQNdPyec2AiOkJAH5o-y2cQASYVviElJ113TRYmaJHSPqUCQFvWg8QZK5ob3iEJBo5g3vNQg09mBqUV2ERb65lDO/s1600/2099927.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564814088438067282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwpuS0Cg0AcRYPU_GtvVCMmVfHysrtdd3CQLGiH6d72dkUR2y1cdeXmQNdPyec2AiOkJAH5o-y2cQASYVviElJ113TRYmaJHSPqUCQFvWg8QZK5ob3iEJBo5g3vNQg09mBqUV2ERb65lDO/s400/2099927.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#666600;"><span style="font-size:130%;">" ...permita-se recriar,apostar e acreditar.<br /> um mundo de possibilidades".</span> </span></span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-37041449168685192912011-01-02T15:02:00.000-08:002011-01-02T15:22:25.151-08:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXQHMBMj0JTxvLbbcvAyqmTt2FltKJWn8N_kK3fOCdJq0zgO4pYRYsrlAJ1t9Fdv_LBHGGOvwXKYTgLbdF8SHmnU2xtfclqRdTBCgTCUkfqOIbboPUsPq7C0LOZdxIgpgCDJb9Wqy5MpU/s1600/131039861_FpWlK8Ra_XX8L25914_w.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557732258435337682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXQHMBMj0JTxvLbbcvAyqmTt2FltKJWn8N_kK3fOCdJq0zgO4pYRYsrlAJ1t9Fdv_LBHGGOvwXKYTgLbdF8SHmnU2xtfclqRdTBCgTCUkfqOIbboPUsPq7C0LOZdxIgpgCDJb9Wqy5MpU/s400/131039861_FpWlK8Ra_XX8L25914_w.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> São sonhos de verdade que movem o mundo.<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Deixe seu mundo girar, e gire junto com ele.<br /><br />Que 2011 seja diferente.<br />Com pessoas mais convictas e seguras.<br />Ter personalidade conta muito para alcançar algo.<br /><br />INPIRE-SE, sempre.<br /></span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-58067621532209768242010-12-26T17:09:00.000-08:002010-12-26T17:11:32.405-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-6qwSBoUGzmX3oVEqbpM_EReorfnlSb-A05bOmcLDrAn_k9JMocSCM_lc5z790BhwbTduXULhEABg5ssfIAhYf1lqVmL9b0nTIqwhHsepKzwKA8Apz7N4GRTUr5RL7VpJ6hu97HUhAG4m/s1600/3491661648_4d37449da0.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555163299432862834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-6qwSBoUGzmX3oVEqbpM_EReorfnlSb-A05bOmcLDrAn_k9JMocSCM_lc5z790BhwbTduXULhEABg5ssfIAhYf1lqVmL9b0nTIqwhHsepKzwKA8Apz7N4GRTUr5RL7VpJ6hu97HUhAG4m/s400/3491661648_4d37449da0.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Sou criança.E vou crescer assim. Gosto de abraçar apertado, sentir alegria inteira, inventar mundos, inventar amores. O simples me faz rir, o complicado me aborrece. O mundo pra mim é grande, não entendo como moro em um planeta que gira sem parar, nem como funciona um fax. Verdade seja dita: entender, eu entendo. Mas não faz diferença, os dias passam rápido demais, existe a tal gravidade, papéis entram e saem de máquinas, ninguém sabe ao certo quem descobriu a cor. (Têm coisas que não precisam ser explicadas. Pelo menos não para mim). Tenho um coração maior do que eu, nunca sei minha altura, tenho o tamanho de um sonho. E o sonho escreve a minha vida que às vezes eu risco, rabisco, embolo e jogo debaixo da cama (pra descansar a alma e dormir sossegada). Coragem eu tenho um monte. Mas medo eu tenho poucos. Tenho medo de Jornal Nacional, de lagartixa branca, de maionese vencida, tenho medo das pessoas, tenho medo de mim (...) Fernanda Mello. </span>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-26659492257938505742010-12-02T16:05:00.000-08:002010-12-05T06:27:57.685-08:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4wMbLArLya2vSgQAcSqHKk3FDx-Cf8ruc4bGhNiXy0zakjV0Rk-0qU7n2nSjlAO2Qk-L1DfMJiy5Sd5Lnvt25MdkW_gNOzTDvRyPYJ_Kd_gaFtCbkijmPBv2EHujMmUuANf0MFBET-8zE/s1600/4083827.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546240685203270898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4wMbLArLya2vSgQAcSqHKk3FDx-Cf8ruc4bGhNiXy0zakjV0Rk-0qU7n2nSjlAO2Qk-L1DfMJiy5Sd5Lnvt25MdkW_gNOzTDvRyPYJ_Kd_gaFtCbkijmPBv2EHujMmUuANf0MFBET-8zE/s400/4083827.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Existem certas coisas na vida que definitivamente não podemos levar em conta.<br />São essas coisas que infelizmente, levamos sem perceber.<br /></span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-40011880016608896972010-12-02T13:09:00.000-08:002010-12-02T13:18:56.470-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxjr5gGgkt4g23yPAj9epBMgZ6x5WKTSK7Bsa3oLpeH5h3t6_mc6eZvtQWIm7xaPDLwQ3jjWMlwtt5nnh2c4No_kvZNf7KS9LA0B49W3JB-c7YHnnni8b0nZRusPe0KQo4oRDZ1f6RobLW/s1600/fdcf.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546197445397997650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxjr5gGgkt4g23yPAj9epBMgZ6x5WKTSK7Bsa3oLpeH5h3t6_mc6eZvtQWIm7xaPDLwQ3jjWMlwtt5nnh2c4No_kvZNf7KS9LA0B49W3JB-c7YHnnni8b0nZRusPe0KQo4oRDZ1f6RobLW/s400/fdcf.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Girando e girando na volta que se amplia<br />O falcão não pode ouvir o falcoeiro<br />As coisas se desmancham, o centro não pode reter<br />A anarquia solta se espalha sobre o mundo<br />A cerimonia da inocência naufragou"</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">" Que é que vê caindo ... para nascer "?<br /><br /><em>Bill Moyers para Joseph Campbell.</em></span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-68826167101763304152010-11-27T17:15:00.000-08:002010-11-27T17:23:16.086-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbectqKdPo1JFJzhaTAieOWWwiKQx9JuUXgFx7qP_BQVyAzjIyfll5bRTPNEDoTGOi1rLtXo8KYX5XHk9rSRmDZ6OE-v0FecM3Nbt8rXQHYkXeK474nmjb6qzEgHmA85Kkl0yG4GZUAQ1n/s1600/4051614448_90c774b773_o_thumb.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544403966301186002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbectqKdPo1JFJzhaTAieOWWwiKQx9JuUXgFx7qP_BQVyAzjIyfll5bRTPNEDoTGOi1rLtXo8KYX5XHk9rSRmDZ6OE-v0FecM3Nbt8rXQHYkXeK474nmjb6qzEgHmA85Kkl0yG4GZUAQ1n/s400/4051614448_90c774b773_o_thumb.png" /></a><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É preciso mudar,<br />Entender que certas coisas sempre vão ser iguais;<br />E entender que certas coisas mudam quando você realmente se esforça.<br /></p></span>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-70577901505931847062010-11-18T05:00:00.000-08:002010-11-18T05:05:38.544-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAMJiC7aPt3tqTOBqzrtpTuvNUzzSBaiQxt_4qgZcIlvNpg3Gfd0fqf31lCRzMfFKPy9t16bIzNO9Ry-Mnwx4DRCqB74mVQOYdfWB6uNoX81qRRL6eVP2MkFfUthd_HfFE4xGT1_Tu1Sb7/s1600/4165402.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540875128559131074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAMJiC7aPt3tqTOBqzrtpTuvNUzzSBaiQxt_4qgZcIlvNpg3Gfd0fqf31lCRzMfFKPy9t16bIzNO9Ry-Mnwx4DRCqB74mVQOYdfWB6uNoX81qRRL6eVP2MkFfUthd_HfFE4xGT1_Tu1Sb7/s400/4165402.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eleve, eleve, sua vibração<br /><br />De sua perspectiva humana, muitas vezes você acredita que você precisa trabalhar duro para superar os obstáculos, satisfazer carências e resolver os problemas diante de você; mas muitas vezes, nesta atitude ou abordagem, você trabalha contra si mesmo sem perceber. A atenção para aos obstáculos os fazem maiores e mais inflexíveis; a atenção à escassez a faz maior e a prolonga – e a atenção aos problemas impede qualquer resolução, ou solução, imediata.<br /><br />Quando você escuta sua meditação orientada gravada, dando sua atenção à sua respiração e ao ritmo natural de seu corpo, qualquer ativação Vibracional problemática simplesmente cessará. E, na ausência desta resistência, naturalmente, sua Vibração começará a se elevar até que se alinhe com a Vibração mais alta das mesmas soluções que você tem desejado.<br /><br />Na ausência do desejo, na ausência da dúvida – na ausência dos obstáculos, escassez e problemas – estarão as soluções e abundancia que você busca. E a evidencia de sua elevação Vibracional se tornará obvia de dois modos: primeiro você se sentirá melhor; e, em seguida, a evidencia física da melhora financeira começará a fluir para você a partir de uma variedade de direções diferentes.<br /><br />[Abraham ]</span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-42274755132962302252010-11-14T15:52:00.000-08:002010-11-14T15:56:17.266-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilag-wsSvn2KBx1xuLSyWe0hYoa15weq887qMqQzViLbbV38EoW1cHg1yb2Z2ZWgL52rRlsscnlhdaO9zmD7_Bxa7eDCBgRluWO7rWt4EEluywYrcsctJESKicdx5H1mGSEl6aBmtGBYyj/s1600/4162273.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539557846710005362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilag-wsSvn2KBx1xuLSyWe0hYoa15weq887qMqQzViLbbV38EoW1cHg1yb2Z2ZWgL52rRlsscnlhdaO9zmD7_Bxa7eDCBgRluWO7rWt4EEluywYrcsctJESKicdx5H1mGSEl6aBmtGBYyj/s400/4162273.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Veja para onde a sociedade está te empurrando<br />É isso mesmo o que deseja?<br />Se nao for: PARE! Eu paguei meu preço, mas ñ fui empurrado. "<br /><strong>Paulo Coelho</strong></span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-41049572243801531962010-11-13T11:18:00.000-08:002010-11-13T11:22:24.646-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJEOql82hy5nNZLGVHN3NntIwlsSFLV__zSECyq3o8xzzG6siYoJJRySkLDRl8vwA-0sOjui4Fagb4ElXKhRys5vnIOuDTvtCZp7n4r8zCeJQ5iLZ-apc4EX3lZxFUbEDXD7wNOjCtf3n2/s1600/4163964.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539116432337538498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJEOql82hy5nNZLGVHN3NntIwlsSFLV__zSECyq3o8xzzG6siYoJJRySkLDRl8vwA-0sOjui4Fagb4ElXKhRys5vnIOuDTvtCZp7n4r8zCeJQ5iLZ-apc4EX3lZxFUbEDXD7wNOjCtf3n2/s400/4163964.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;">Se toda regra tem exceção, e isso é uma regra, qual é a exceção ? </span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-82270935615458509232010-11-03T15:47:00.000-07:002010-11-03T17:11:31.055-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYTEOTOchul-IhBQnpbNNI5SwfLDWmsiF2kiCIIDZiWjNM4Rvz5fu3TP7rRnXUcyMlhj4ZvFHDPrIlTDzRlpNG6b7fz058MS-BoxdgfLKqaGi1guZl83MYTbR0LS-tt2BvgH7_uH3KuKrQ/s1600/1096825.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535459174132501362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYTEOTOchul-IhBQnpbNNI5SwfLDWmsiF2kiCIIDZiWjNM4Rvz5fu3TP7rRnXUcyMlhj4ZvFHDPrIlTDzRlpNG6b7fz058MS-BoxdgfLKqaGi1guZl83MYTbR0LS-tt2BvgH7_uH3KuKrQ/s400/1096825.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#cc9933;">"Pois, assim como alguns poucos,<br />Desejo, sempre, a liberdade.<br />E de conformar-me, como outros,<br />Em mim não há capacidade.<br /><br />Resta-me, então, imaginar<br />Tais os dias sem diferenças<br />E, a mim, esperançar<br />No que, por fim, restou de crença."<br /><br /><em> G. Ventura </em></span></span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-90478914358511802402010-10-28T15:49:00.000-07:002010-10-28T15:50:02.672-07:00tem dia que agente, nao se vê.h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-87454553261860651082010-10-23T19:13:00.000-07:002010-10-22T19:35:14.259-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvoOJqTTGrnNAWnXcQQCqvbXx0cRHJDSRuYDy1VArbcuivGftKbJymsF1UCZ2bEV83-gF2vYMFRzuKnuDPbkAJvbKe9Zwb-o_mZjibGEeyEY240Jovq7Xia-fnJdHn4RU1Yi5TOnK2Vrl1/s1600/2078122.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531058925330773698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvoOJqTTGrnNAWnXcQQCqvbXx0cRHJDSRuYDy1VArbcuivGftKbJymsF1UCZ2bEV83-gF2vYMFRzuKnuDPbkAJvbKe9Zwb-o_mZjibGEeyEY240Jovq7Xia-fnJdHn4RU1Yi5TOnK2Vrl1/s400/2078122.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#cc9933;"><strong> REVIVA,<br /></strong>aprendi que o mundo gira e as coisas mudam.<br />Que por mais que seja complicado, vale apena mudar com elas.<br />Eu mudei e você tambem.<br /></span><strong><span style="color:#cc9933;">Parabéns pra mim.<br /><br /></span></strong><em><span style="color:#cc9933;">Lembre-se : INSPIRE-SE,sempre.<br /></span></em></span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-70993906727514215682010-10-11T14:33:00.000-07:002010-11-03T17:34:13.112-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LOoRV6PknAHQxwlZle35ENKqgWby18R_PSWkrMdFCylqD1y5Gkc2urNxxE-YhIDxLTKKsG8RxznyNDr0qN909dErRxkp80loKMTLJOFavxD9Dna4GQFVaYQUv26RSJvz_S16_bZvEEKO/s1600/prima.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526915246505305282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LOoRV6PknAHQxwlZle35ENKqgWby18R_PSWkrMdFCylqD1y5Gkc2urNxxE-YhIDxLTKKsG8RxznyNDr0qN909dErRxkp80loKMTLJOFavxD9Dna4GQFVaYQUv26RSJvz_S16_bZvEEKO/s400/prima.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#336666;">porque que o tempo custa pra passar? ..."<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;">Armandinho - amor de primavera.</span><br /></span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-9760746862828830912010-10-09T14:12:00.000-07:002010-10-09T15:54:38.926-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7K1gbewNvFS8rG7KPlFdULbb_1BWvVEUUAI6ZKUe01dFQAGfSahPU9CO9zW3QUsTED2nz-gMUApysHvZQYvLNmMLMRws5lQ7WQU8enkqn-vWF8hyphenhyphen0abb5HNOyh2b8CcmeqRKiU4FaI8Rf/s1600/1425044.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526183472758536978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7K1gbewNvFS8rG7KPlFdULbb_1BWvVEUUAI6ZKUe01dFQAGfSahPU9CO9zW3QUsTED2nz-gMUApysHvZQYvLNmMLMRws5lQ7WQU8enkqn-vWF8hyphenhyphen0abb5HNOyh2b8CcmeqRKiU4FaI8Rf/s400/1425044.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">E aqueles que foram visto dançando,<br />foram julgados insanos por aqueles que não podiam escutar a música!</span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-76921436418354962852010-10-02T14:30:00.000-07:002010-10-02T14:33:50.612-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf_iU3h0Qvg6i7LSp00gA-R-ihbIy58VCKcC1OVCsjcwTasXuvItKoRhAzc61EF0jNCK3SouhWSL-XbZDDJaVFGYatMJUoqQGMlpOaIhhqtIGxDVqgikVM0FKbQtI6b-SceDQn2_pORJph/s1600/1527268.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523564919118508706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf_iU3h0Qvg6i7LSp00gA-R-ihbIy58VCKcC1OVCsjcwTasXuvItKoRhAzc61EF0jNCK3SouhWSL-XbZDDJaVFGYatMJUoqQGMlpOaIhhqtIGxDVqgikVM0FKbQtI6b-SceDQn2_pORJph/s400/1527268.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;">Olhe, e vá em frente,<br />Liberdade pra dentro da cabeça.</span><br /><br /></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-54929316843732832822010-09-25T16:07:00.000-07:002010-09-25T16:25:45.363-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOptkIhxc-vOXhq4BwWJKuGThkjRsqQMCsRJxrYYSYikmLtmAOhgeQZlUzU48d9avSStqDYgLpsRiWjdWd0hAYcdIdir0DNARz7JJtOKahPPewKeqfoTRpnLEeg0eFOTlZ0tAk-KNO9VtT/s1600/595536.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520996125171728898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOptkIhxc-vOXhq4BwWJKuGThkjRsqQMCsRJxrYYSYikmLtmAOhgeQZlUzU48d9avSStqDYgLpsRiWjdWd0hAYcdIdir0DNARz7JJtOKahPPewKeqfoTRpnLEeg0eFOTlZ0tAk-KNO9VtT/s400/595536.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><span style="color:#339999;">Há flores cobrindo o telhado<br />E embaixo do meu travesseiro<br />Há flores por todos os lados<br />Há flores em tudo que eu vejo".</span></span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-89558371551183508122010-09-22T17:11:00.000-07:002010-09-22T17:26:14.732-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPiPKfKcVrPi0W8IbOAPKJe2CfBeOQhljYZ0tUC-4C7wlzLHmHtqTmjQlY5ydFnN77NdK29XYEeZ_bYk8tAqHl1w_Uo5T9rTjIsBvEBHHUAcHXkDYHCa3Zrl9geWE_H_0w6H48swroCacN/s1600/3833820.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519895649823664514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPiPKfKcVrPi0W8IbOAPKJe2CfBeOQhljYZ0tUC-4C7wlzLHmHtqTmjQlY5ydFnN77NdK29XYEeZ_bYk8tAqHl1w_Uo5T9rTjIsBvEBHHUAcHXkDYHCa3Zrl9geWE_H_0w6H48swroCacN/s400/3833820.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;">" Crescer significa mudar e mudar envolve riscos,<br />uma passagem do conhecido para o desconhecido "</span> </div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-68442786390624859512010-09-16T17:15:00.000-07:002010-09-17T17:00:46.466-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHXkUgxNfU4EQ05_H0ZlSxtPQvwBXNsPi3FQvn4AivrBZSZNmzoJfxDjrIGG97HPj1_2Rrg1d7b4i1tXn2oI7ogRa1hdwQhf721e0uWn4qrBdva28Z-Qb1yHgvExDWbEoNsy1ODnAP3Nw/s1600/vibe.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517671767222476258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHXkUgxNfU4EQ05_H0ZlSxtPQvwBXNsPi3FQvn4AivrBZSZNmzoJfxDjrIGG97HPj1_2Rrg1d7b4i1tXn2oI7ogRa1hdwQhf721e0uWn4qrBdva28Z-Qb1yHgvExDWbEoNsy1ODnAP3Nw/s400/vibe.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"> "Me dei conta que a vida é um conjunto de experiências para serem apreciadas e não sobrevividas.<br />Agora já não guardo quase nada.Vamos fazer tudo que temos vontade,hoje ...<br /><br />Você pode se machucar mas é a unica maneira de viver a vida em sua totalidade."</span> </div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-12960070520333974712010-09-12T16:20:00.000-07:002010-09-12T16:52:52.202-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9CHLZrFf7iPVOtSYVUi6Gx8hF1f5Qdj3Sq7Lc5b778_6bxId3xVI2qyZNAlNc-fxmmDpAtgd599YjlHzncxLhhVelDhV5SBFWzDDo1yP4GaQulyrZaWalBzyiU6IhiqJdWgJfWJNQBAPH/s1600/602222.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516176965089655842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9CHLZrFf7iPVOtSYVUi6Gx8hF1f5Qdj3Sq7Lc5b778_6bxId3xVI2qyZNAlNc-fxmmDpAtgd599YjlHzncxLhhVelDhV5SBFWzDDo1yP4GaQulyrZaWalBzyiU6IhiqJdWgJfWJNQBAPH/s400/602222.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#cc6600;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Quem disse que iria ser simples né ?</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />"Tudo tem um motivo,<br />Não quer dizer que tenha algum sentido".</span><br /></span><br /></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-86308032582624300122010-09-11T13:30:00.000-07:002010-09-11T14:08:09.244-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2f_dQ7hhNB0eRAOUNU7w2osKjWFy9IJ9LPa4aYKreCrwvQqqOTBxwQXQnZ02EcQ-gdjRc1f2dyBASrxPkNW0H08uF6NNlqOOWh6dgPAFrmha6Fc-xvOOi6-g7BMuSgPwSYtSk0cMH6A_M/s1600/437866.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515756281719517586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2f_dQ7hhNB0eRAOUNU7w2osKjWFy9IJ9LPa4aYKreCrwvQqqOTBxwQXQnZ02EcQ-gdjRc1f2dyBASrxPkNW0H08uF6NNlqOOWh6dgPAFrmha6Fc-xvOOi6-g7BMuSgPwSYtSk0cMH6A_M/s400/437866.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><span style="color:#336666;">Quando possível faça algo ou algo aprenda de útil para que seu dia de hoje seja melhor que o de ontem.<br />E trabalhe quanto puder, tornando -se útil quanto possível.<br /><br /><em> A. Luiz.</em></span></span><br /><br /></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-85476982340152586502010-09-05T16:06:00.000-07:002010-09-05T16:50:38.744-07:00<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXF5_zPp7GaW3zj8E-9lOUMNw-9OgS1cQq7LVDfyhZ5Ph_OC6otCKmE7a8OtVjLGip362UbFbAkTSKUEh-Lm7N6Z3sJetULmBcPyo5JjSrtHbpT4t247edrxCsqogdRgOWuy9Uu3IlMvio/s1600/8D6344B76021FE314C301412AE8DC5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513570346309102706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXF5_zPp7GaW3zj8E-9lOUMNw-9OgS1cQq7LVDfyhZ5Ph_OC6otCKmE7a8OtVjLGip362UbFbAkTSKUEh-Lm7N6Z3sJetULmBcPyo5JjSrtHbpT4t247edrxCsqogdRgOWuy9Uu3IlMvio/s400/8D6344B76021FE314C301412AE8DC5.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;">E pra consciência é que eu não posso mentir<br />Pois meu travesseiro não me deixa dormir<br />I must go my way...<br /><br />(Ide a Mim Dada, 1979)<br /></span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-84895130457528813502010-09-04T09:35:00.000-07:002010-09-04T19:56:16.249-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4bbEIZq3ueccd3biyS5uCcbpBTEfY0k501Ew4jt1Adv2rul20nfP3-CU4tyu19yFfceCDoUTVVVvpY3HHYoa3JgaXAFkm37U7nluCiNaM3DKOs-mF2ZNzisAs0LuxV5X4IVBuYwZHifsC/s1600/ei.jpg"><span style="font-size:78%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513099175707216706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4bbEIZq3ueccd3biyS5uCcbpBTEfY0k501Ew4jt1Adv2rul20nfP3-CU4tyu19yFfceCDoUTVVVvpY3HHYoa3JgaXAFkm37U7nluCiNaM3DKOs-mF2ZNzisAs0LuxV5X4IVBuYwZHifsC/s400/ei.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;">Erik, você está ai do outro lado ?<br /><br />Toda rotina tem sua beleza,<br />Descubra a sua !</span></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010326297178692565.post-81036394340892536902010-09-04T09:22:00.000-07:002010-09-04T19:56:47.495-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOJEPYh7DlXinMX1ycuPS7fauEqMHIUffKDsH4KynJNThYpVD_FgCeR06RQR1AuCuf09cVDRWlct5NqUU1nM_XLsMAdDB-czTKCq_pXzM2OhIsQ72xKj_OAOf8r7hsdtRFMecnYw7EC5Oi/s1600/3947110.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513094874403315698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOJEPYh7DlXinMX1ycuPS7fauEqMHIUffKDsH4KynJNThYpVD_FgCeR06RQR1AuCuf09cVDRWlct5NqUU1nM_XLsMAdDB-czTKCq_pXzM2OhIsQ72xKj_OAOf8r7hsdtRFMecnYw7EC5Oi/s400/3947110.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"> " A gente vai contra a corrente<br />Até não poder resistir<br />Na volta do barco é que sente<br />O quanto deixou de cumprir ... "<br /><br />Chico Buarque.</span><br /><br /></div>h.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12094970602894698589noreply@blogger.com0