<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:10:55.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensador de Lua Cheia</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog pros meus amigos saberem um pouquinho do que se passa na minha cabeça...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-8724909908785922286</id><published>2009-06-04T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:07:18.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Olá pessoal, depois de muito tempo retorno a este espaço pra escrever um pouco sobre tudo o que tem se passado comigo...&lt;br /&gt;Bom, depois de um verão maravilhoso em mais um ano em Capão Novo, voltei pra porto alegre pra fazer alguma coisa com o canudo que eu conquistei no ano passado... pura ilusão, depois de um mês em casa, acabei trabalhando na LASA por dois meses e meio. Saí de lá pra poder voltar a estudar...&lt;br /&gt;Estava eu trabalhando faceiro no setor de elétro quando, numa quinta-feira normal, dia de folga, consegui a vaga para o curso técnico em administração, porém o curso e o emprego tinham horários incompatíveis, então abri mão do emprego  estou feliz fazendo o curso...&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco antes de conseguir minha vaga no curso, ainda me aconteceu uma tragédia, perdi minha mãe!!!&lt;br /&gt;isso acabou comigo... ainda sinto como se ela estivesse viajando e fosse chegar a qualquer momento... isso dói...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou estagiando numa grande empresa, estou feliz aqui, acredito ser minha nova grande chance...&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto é isso...&lt;br /&gt;Até mais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-8724909908785922286?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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de maneiras diferentes&lt;br /&gt;Estivemos sempre pertos um do outro&lt;br /&gt;Sempre reconfortamo-nos&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade nunca soubemos o que fazer ao certo&lt;br /&gt;Mas mesmo sem saber, fizemos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada do que se possa perceber vai ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Nada do que se possa saber é assim&lt;br /&gt;Nem tudo se sai da exata maneira como a gente imagina&lt;br /&gt;Ou quer&lt;br /&gt;E nada do que se possa fazer vai surgir o efeito desejado&lt;br /&gt;Mas é&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conseguir seguir em frente sem pensar no que se foi&lt;br /&gt;Conseguir fugir sem sentir saudades é inútil&lt;br /&gt;E nada do que se é dito é exatamente o que se pensa&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais pode ser&lt;br /&gt;Além do que se é&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos conseguir viver sem olhar pros lados&lt;br /&gt;Será que se pode ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Ou mesmo que se olhe&lt;br /&gt;Será que se enxerga&lt;br /&gt;Ou se apalpa&lt;br /&gt;Ou se afasta&lt;br /&gt;Ou se inibe&lt;br /&gt;Ou se transforma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calar ou falar ou gritar ou sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Ou passar despercebido&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente flutuar pelas vias do saber e do viver&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente se negar&lt;br /&gt;Se desvencilhar de qualquer forma do viver&lt;br /&gt;Com a sabedoria desnecessária&lt;br /&gt;Ou a ignorância necessária a toda uma vida&lt;br /&gt;Como uma morte silenciosa&lt;br /&gt;E a agonia que nos emudece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como o partir&lt;br /&gt;A caminho ou um coração&lt;br /&gt;Como tudo feito&lt;br /&gt;E a marca deixada&lt;br /&gt;Como cada palavra&lt;br /&gt;Que foi deixada pra trás&lt;br /&gt;No decorrer do discurso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-4861257974827251571?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-6196779970220086014</id><published>2009-01-15T20:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:12:56.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E CHEGOU 2009 COM TUDO!!!</title><content type='html'>Aconteceram tantas coisas desde a últiam vez q estive por aqu, nossa!!!&lt;div&gt;bom, vamos pelo começo, eu, lá por outubro, resolvi assumir a comissão de formatura da minha tura, quiçá, do meu turno, por conseguinte do curso, enfim... ae já viu né, minha vida social morreu para as pessoas exteriores a este momento de minha vida, poucos me viram por aí, mas foi bom, fez com q as pessoas sentissem minha falta e assim me procurar (ou não, o q tb foi bom, pois já comecei 2009 tirando algumas pessoas da minha vida)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ae passou novembro, chegou dezembro e a formatura, e a escolha do orador e... adivinha: eu sou o escolhido para representar a todos os formandos, redigindo o discurso e fazendo quase tudo por mim mesmo... mas foi muito legal, o discurso foi maravilhoso, fui aplaudido de pé, exatamente como o professor disse q era necessário que acontecesse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ae passaram as festas de final de ano, quase entrei em depressão pela falta dos meus colegas e amigos, e me mandei pra praia, fiquei alguns dias, minha mãe me ligou dizendo que precisava de mim na cidade, ae voltei e estou aqui, escrevendo pra vcs, mas com pouco tempo, visto q volto pro litoral na segunda-feira, mas isso não qr dizer q eu não possa passar por aqui de vez em qdo, mas é q eu esqueço mesmo, tenho de fazer disso aqui uma espécie de diário, sei lá, um livro de pensamentos onde eu vá desabafando...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no momento vai ser isso, mas prometo voltar com pormenores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amo a todos os meus amigos e tô com saudades deles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abç&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-6196779970220086014?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/6196779970220086014/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=6196779970220086014' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6196779970220086014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6196779970220086014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2009/01/e-chegou-2009-com-tudo.html' title='E CHEGOU 2009 COM TUDO!!!'/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-850993668106905608</id><published>2008-10-25T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:41:18.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>desabafo</title><content type='html'>maldita hora em que meti a minha cara lá!!! não sei o q eu tava fazendo!!! agora não consigo dormir!!! kkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-850993668106905608?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/850993668106905608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=850993668106905608' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/850993668106905608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/850993668106905608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/10/desabafo.html' title='desabafo'/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-5229173586110711315</id><published>2008-10-23T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T10:01:18.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Paradoxo do Nosso Tempo - George Carlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Nós bebemos demais, fumamos demais, gastamos sem critérios, dirigimos  rápido demais, ficamos acordados até muito mais tarde, acordamos muito cansados,  lemos muito pouco, assistimos TV demais e rezamos  raramente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Multiplicamos nossos bens, mas reduzimos nossos  valores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Nós falamos demais, amamos raramente, odiamos  freqüentemente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Aprendemos a sobreviver, mas não a viver; adicionamos anos à nossa vida e  não vida aos nossos anos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Fomos e voltamos à Lua, mas temos dificuldade em cruzar a rua e encontrar  um novo vizinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Conquistamos o espaço, mas não o nosso próprio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Fizemos muitas coisas maiores, mas pouquíssimas  melhores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Limpamos o ar, mas poluímos a alma; dominamos o átomo, mas não nosso  preconceito; escrevemos mais, mas aprendemos menos; planejamos mais, mas  realizamos menos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Aprendemos a nos apressar e não, a esperar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Construímos mais computadores para armazenar mais informação, produzir  mais cópias do que nunca, mas nos comunicamos menos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Estamos na era do 'fast-food' e da digestão lenta; do homem grande, de  caráter pequeno; lucros acentuados e relações vazias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Essa é a era de dois empregos, vários divórcios, casas chiques e lares  despedaçados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Essa é a era das viagens rápidas, fraldas e moral descartáveis, das  rapidinhas, dos cérebros ocos e das pílulas 'mágicas'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Um momento de muita coisa na vitrine e muito pouco na despensa.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Uma era que leva essa carta a você, e uma era que te permite dividir essa  reflexão ou simplesmente clicar 'delete'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Lembre-se de passar tempo com as pessoas que ama, pois elas não estarão  por aqui para sempre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Lembre-se de dar um abraço carinhoso num amigo, pois não lhe custa um  centavo sequer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Lembre-se de dizer 'eu te amo' à sua companheira (o) e às pessoas que  ama, mas, em primeiro lugar, ame... Ame muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Um beijo e um abraço curam a dor, quando vêm de lá de dentro. O segredo  da vida não é ter tudo que você quer, mas AMAR tudo que você  tem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Por isso, valorize o que você tem e as pessoas que estão ao seu  lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-5229173586110711315?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/5229173586110711315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=5229173586110711315' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/5229173586110711315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/5229173586110711315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-paradoxo-do-nosso-tempo-george-carlin.html' title='O Paradoxo do Nosso Tempo - George Carlin'/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-1117731039052116755</id><published>2008-10-19T21:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:17:34.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>texto</title><content type='html'>Ame com intensidade;&lt;div&gt;Amores se vão;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outros novos aparecem;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempre cada vez mais intensos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tem coisa melhor na vida do que essa certeza;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De que iremos nos apaixonar várias vezes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amar algumas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gostar muitas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ser afim milhares;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Admirar inúmeras?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que nosso vazio interior só é completado com Deus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma das piadas do destino é que o grande amor não está dentro da figura que desejamos (perfeito como um príncipe).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O tal do amor, tão importante para manter duas pesoas unidas, não se instala da noite para o dia, mas é construído com a convivência, num jogo de concessões e investigações para melhor entendermos e sabermos lidar com o companheirismo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É muito trabalho! Este é um empreendimento para poucos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouse e venha ao meu mundo de sonhos reais, ardentes do prazer, amor e carinho... incontestávelmente bom e inesquecível...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sejas bem vindo e, quem sabe, para sempre permaneça!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Li esse texto na net, na verdade ele contém mais algumas frases das quais não me agradei, mas aí retirei só o que me importava... espero que gostem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-1117731039052116755?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/1117731039052116755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=1117731039052116755' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/1117731039052116755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/1117731039052116755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/10/texto.html' title='texto'/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-2840065263586236656</id><published>2008-10-14T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:36:55.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SPVXM8oUx0I/AAAAAAAAADs/TUjplJPd4ZQ/s1600-h/imagem+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SPVXM8oUx0I/AAAAAAAAADs/TUjplJPd4ZQ/s400/imagem+118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257204019970230082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15 anos da minha sobrinha... tava muuuuuuuuuuito bom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-2840065263586236656?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/2840065263586236656/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=2840065263586236656' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2840065263586236656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2840065263586236656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/10/15-anos-da-minha-sobrinha.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SPVXM8oUx0I/AAAAAAAAADs/TUjplJPd4ZQ/s72-c/imagem+118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-3181729856800401612</id><published>2008-10-14T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T09:41:09.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Realmente, eu fiquei estarrecido, sua reação foi adversa e inesperada, no mínimo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Não sei o que dizer, nem mesmo o que pensar, pois tu simplesmente se ausentou e não me disse nada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma"&gt;O que eu fiz? Neguei um beijo... será que foi só isso??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Voe não foi capaz de ver que eu tinha mil coisas a fazer, não se deu conta de minha preocupação, mas também não tens culpa, pois tu nunca teve de se importar com minha casa, minha família, meus problemas...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Nem sei se deveria estar escrevendo isso, só quero te dizer que desejo que você encontre a pessoa que tu tanto desejas, e que ela te faça muitíssimo feliz, da maneira como você tanto almejas e merece, com certeza.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Foi ótimo tudo o que aconteceu entre nós, certamente inesquecível, ao menos para mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Abração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Que Deus te abençoe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-3181729856800401612?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/3181729856800401612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=3181729856800401612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3181729856800401612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3181729856800401612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/10/realmente-eu-fiquei-estarrecido-sua.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-450707352391725058</id><published>2008-10-13T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:41:44.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SPQU2-OxXBI/AAAAAAAAADk/OLsx3wcRPqw/s1600-h/Mi_Amor_by_SunDropsTonight.jpg"&gt;kd vc??&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SPQU2-OxXBI/AAAAAAAAADk/OLsx3wcRPqw/s400/Mi_Amor_by_SunDropsTonight.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256849599698656274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-450707352391725058?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/450707352391725058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=450707352391725058' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/450707352391725058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/450707352391725058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SPQU2-OxXBI/AAAAAAAAADk/OLsx3wcRPqw/s72-c/Mi_Amor_by_SunDropsTonight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-1287937458833530301</id><published>2008-10-13T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:39:56.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;Sempre acho que namoro, casamento, romance tem começo, meio e fim. Como tudo na vida.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando escuto aquela conversa:&lt;br /&gt;- 'Ah, terminei o namoro... '&lt;br /&gt;- 'Nossa, quanto tempo?'&lt;br /&gt;- 'Cinco anos... Mas não deu certo... Acabou'&lt;br /&gt;- É não deu...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claro que deu! Deu certo durante cinco anos, só que acabou.&lt;br /&gt;E o bom da vida, é que você pode ter vários amores.&lt;br /&gt;Não acredito em pessoas que se complementam. Acredito em pessoas que se somam.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes você não consegue nem dar cem por cento de você para você mesmo, como cobrar cem por cento do outro?E não temos esta coisa completa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes ele é fiel, mas não é bom de cama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes ele é carinhoso, mas não é fiel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes ele é atencioso, mas não é trabalhador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes ele é malhado, mas não é sensível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo nós não temos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perceba qual o aspecto que é mais importante e invista nele.&lt;br /&gt;Pele é um bicho traiçoeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Quando você tem pele com alguém, pode ser o papai com mamãe mais básico que é uma delícia.E às vezes você tem aquele sexo acrobata, mas que não te impressiona...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que o beijo é importante... E se o beijo bate... Se joga... Se não bate... Mais um Martini, por favor... E vá dar uma volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se ele ou ela não te quer mais, não force a barra.O outro tem o direito de não te querer.Não lute, não ligue, não dê pití.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a pessoa ta com dúvida, problema dela, cabe a você esperar ou não.&lt;br /&gt;Existe gente que precisa da ausência para querer a presença.&lt;br /&gt;O ser humano não é absoluto. Ele titubeia, tem dúvidas e medos, mas se a pessoa REALMENTE gostar, ela volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada de drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que graça tem alguém do seu lado sob chantagem, gravidez, dinheiro, recessão de família?&lt;br /&gt;O legal é alguém que está com você por você.E vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não fique com alguém por dó também.Ou por medo da solidão.&lt;br /&gt;Nascemos sós. Morremos sós. Nosso pensamento é nosso, não é compartilhado.E quando você acorda, a primeira impressão é sempre sua, seu olhar, seu pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que pula de um romance para o outro. Que medo é este de se ver só, na sua própria companhia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostar dói.&lt;br /&gt;Você muitas vezes vai ter raiva, ciúmes, ódio, frustração.&lt;br /&gt;Faz parte. Você namora um outro ser, um outro mundo e um outro universo.E nem sempre as coisas saem como você quer...&lt;br /&gt;A pior coisa é gente que tem medo de se envolver. Se alguém vier com este papo, corra, afinal, você não é terapeuta.&lt;br /&gt;Se não quer se envolver, namore uma planta. É mais previsível.&lt;br /&gt;Na vida e no amor, não temos garantias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nem todo sexo bom é para namorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nem toda pessoa que te convida para sair é para casar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nem todo beijo é para romancear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nem todo sexo bom é para descartar. Ou se apaixonar. Ou se culpar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim... Quem disse que seria fácil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;Arnaldo Jabor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-1287937458833530301?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/1287937458833530301/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=1287937458833530301' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/1287937458833530301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/1287937458833530301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/10/sempre-acho-que-namoro-casamento.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-6298711085286129964</id><published>2008-10-04T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:54:16.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Loucura, loucura, loucura, como diria nosso amigo Luciano Huck... kkkkkkkkkk&lt;div&gt;Mas tudo é meio louco mesmo, tudo muda a cada segundo, é muito louco isso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ontem fomos até a casa da Diana comer uma pizza, tava bem legal, rimos muuuuuuuuuuuuito, nos divertimos muuuuuuuuuito, logo pretendo postar umas fotos tanto aqui quanto no orkut... aguardem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E ainda, no meio da rodada de pizzas e risadas, ainda meu telefone toca insistentemente... sabe quem era???? pois é, nem eu acreditei quando vi.... kkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A noite foi perfeita, me diverti muuuuuuuuuuit mesmo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ABração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Dé, Márcio, Chalmes, Yuri, Krauzer, Di e Tielle, tava mara!!! kkkkkkkkkk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-6298711085286129964?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/6298711085286129964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=6298711085286129964' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6298711085286129964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6298711085286129964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/10/loucura-loucura-loucura-como-diria.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-4911401030067157622</id><published>2008-09-25T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:57:42.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv7LPGcnFI/AAAAAAAAADc/uBRoleEb5DI/s1600-h/dumbledore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv7LPGcnFI/AAAAAAAAADc/uBRoleEb5DI/s400/dumbledore.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250065961081150546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Albus Dumbledore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-4911401030067157622?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/4911401030067157622/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=4911401030067157622' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/4911401030067157622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/4911401030067157622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/09/albus-dumbledore.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv7LPGcnFI/AAAAAAAAADc/uBRoleEb5DI/s72-c/dumbledore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-2434380428861835080</id><published>2008-09-25T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:55:48.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv6wWieJzI/AAAAAAAAADU/Tac0JguOcyk/s1600-h/Dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv6wWieJzI/AAAAAAAAADU/Tac0JguOcyk/s400/Dan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250065499221272370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dispensa comentários&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-2434380428861835080?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/2434380428861835080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=2434380428861835080' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2434380428861835080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2434380428861835080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/09/dispensa-comentrios.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv6wWieJzI/AAAAAAAAADU/Tac0JguOcyk/s72-c/Dan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-6152765233892547003</id><published>2008-09-25T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:54:25.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv6XO6hEoI/AAAAAAAAADM/qb2-B6J4mic/s1600-h/Bella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv6XO6hEoI/AAAAAAAAADM/qb2-B6J4mic/s400/Bella.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250065067677913730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bellatrix Lestrange... Harry Potter... i like so much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-6152765233892547003?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/6152765233892547003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=6152765233892547003' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6152765233892547003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6152765233892547003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/09/bellatrix-lestrange.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv6XO6hEoI/AAAAAAAAADM/qb2-B6J4mic/s72-c/Bella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-8428317334799101119</id><published>2008-09-25T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:38:35.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv2pyoIxwI/AAAAAAAAADE/6OBxSivICyg/s1600-h/obeso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv2pyoIxwI/AAAAAAAAADE/6OBxSivICyg/s400/obeso.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250060988455634690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;essa é pra qm não acredita qdo eu digo q já pesei 108kg... kkkkkkkkkkk... q horror!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-8428317334799101119?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/8428317334799101119/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=8428317334799101119' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/8428317334799101119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/8428317334799101119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/09/essa-pra-qm-no-acredita-qdo-eu-digo-q-j.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNv2pyoIxwI/AAAAAAAAADE/6OBxSivICyg/s72-c/obeso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-5829182057248983721</id><published>2008-09-25T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:24:09.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNvzIuCgrQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/w5s_D2_CqoY/s1600-h/denis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNvzIuCgrQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/w5s_D2_CqoY/s400/denis.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250057121753509122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O que é felicidade???? será q realmente existe??? num sei, mas adoro meu sorriso!!! kkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-5829182057248983721?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/5829182057248983721/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=5829182057248983721' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/5829182057248983721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/5829182057248983721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-que-felicidade-ser-q-realmente-existe.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNvzIuCgrQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/w5s_D2_CqoY/s72-c/denis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-4494398528962186460</id><published>2008-09-25T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:20:59.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNvybngQzRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aLb2AwI2Q7Q/s1600-h/bbmix3736-1216836106-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNvybngQzRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aLb2AwI2Q7Q/s400/bbmix3736-1216836106-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250056346905136402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Festinha bacana... UNIMED Porto Alegre, a sua vida passa por aqui... kkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-4494398528962186460?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/4494398528962186460/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=4494398528962186460' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/4494398528962186460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/4494398528962186460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/09/festinha-bacana.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNvybngQzRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aLb2AwI2Q7Q/s72-c/bbmix3736-1216836106-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-3753415493393789861</id><published>2008-09-25T13:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:13:58.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNvw8Qx-HyI/AAAAAAAAACk/hCVD4Yy8Ctg/s1600-h/convite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNvw8Qx-HyI/AAAAAAAAACk/hCVD4Yy8Ctg/s400/convite.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250054708717821730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vamos??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-3753415493393789861?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/3753415493393789861/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=3753415493393789861' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3753415493393789861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3753415493393789861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/09/vamos.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SNvw8Qx-HyI/AAAAAAAAACk/hCVD4Yy8Ctg/s72-c/convite.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-1064129758339708242</id><published>2008-09-25T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:12:51.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nossa... faz muuuuuuuito tempo q não escrevo nada nesse blog... mas td bem, eu estive um pouco ocupado mesmo...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As notícias e novidades são muitas, mas no momento "prefiro não comentar"... kkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aguardem só mais um pouquinho q logo, logo vem mais coisas por aqui e pelo orkut!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-1064129758339708242?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/1064129758339708242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=1064129758339708242' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/1064129758339708242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/1064129758339708242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/09/nossa.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-9182177141658558785</id><published>2008-06-24T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:29:40.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEu87W0XxI/AAAAAAAAABI/f0VniEEi0W0/s1600-h/trio+refugius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215501467732172562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEu87W0XxI/AAAAAAAAABI/f0VniEEi0W0/s400/trio+refugius.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;trio mais q perfeito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tive d roubar a foto... shauhsaushauhsusa)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-9182177141658558785?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/9182177141658558785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=9182177141658558785' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/9182177141658558785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/9182177141658558785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/06/trio-mais-q-perfeito.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEu87W0XxI/AAAAAAAAABI/f0VniEEi0W0/s72-c/trio+refugius.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-3360957277023780541</id><published>2008-06-24T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:23:35.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEtj5VDRWI/AAAAAAAAABA/IMFEjzTO4M8/s1600-h/jr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215499938179532130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEtj5VDRWI/AAAAAAAAABA/IMFEjzTO4M8/s400/jr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;essa fotinho eu "roubei" de um cd que o Jr me emprestou um dia dessas... simplesmente perfeito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-3360957277023780541?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/3360957277023780541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=3360957277023780541' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3360957277023780541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3360957277023780541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/06/essa-fotinho-eu-roubei-de-um-cd-que-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEtj5VDRWI/AAAAAAAAABA/IMFEjzTO4M8/s72-c/jr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-7806921843767674250</id><published>2008-06-24T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:22:16.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEtQWq7gtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pYKUX7M092k/s1600-h/Bruna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215499602458542802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEtQWq7gtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pYKUX7M092k/s320/Bruna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;festa inesquecível...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-7806921843767674250?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/7806921843767674250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=7806921843767674250' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/7806921843767674250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/7806921843767674250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/06/festa-inesquecvel.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEtQWq7gtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pYKUX7M092k/s72-c/Bruna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-8118870334493955998</id><published>2008-06-24T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:21:28.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEtEFL-sXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dMDd-_DTIzM/s1600-h/Balak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215499391606894962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEtEFL-sXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dMDd-_DTIzM/s320/Balak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Best... Balak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-8118870334493955998?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/8118870334493955998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=8118870334493955998' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/8118870334493955998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/8118870334493955998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/06/best.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEtEFL-sXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dMDd-_DTIzM/s72-c/Balak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-2203908562784052408</id><published>2008-06-24T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:18:59.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEsYJCV-GI/AAAAAAAAAAo/YMrKb936axM/s1600-h/100_0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215498636725975138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEsYJCV-GI/AAAAAAAAAAo/YMrKb936axM/s320/100_0928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;muito show essa foto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-2203908562784052408?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/2203908562784052408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=2203908562784052408' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2203908562784052408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2203908562784052408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/06/muito-show-essa-foto.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEsYJCV-GI/AAAAAAAAAAo/YMrKb936axM/s72-c/100_0928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-6308582456115901349</id><published>2008-06-24T10:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:16:14.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGErwRZz-oI/AAAAAAAAAAg/zKW0YPeykBE/s1600-h/100_0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215497951777127042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGErwRZz-oI/AAAAAAAAAAg/zKW0YPeykBE/s320/100_0929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEriC9vItI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Iu8fJNbvYF0/s1600-h/100_0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215497707383104210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGEriC9vItI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Iu8fJNbvYF0/s320/100_0930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passeio na Redenção e no Gasômetro... td bem q chegamos depois de o sol já ter se ido, mas tava bem legal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-6308582456115901349?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/6308582456115901349/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=6308582456115901349' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6308582456115901349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6308582456115901349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/06/passeio-na-redeno-e-no-gasmetro.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/SGErwRZz-oI/AAAAAAAAAAg/zKW0YPeykBE/s72-c/100_0929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-6320621388758545455</id><published>2008-06-24T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:13:07.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-6320621388758545455?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/6320621388758545455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=6320621388758545455' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6320621388758545455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6320621388758545455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-3958513536244054480</id><published>2008-06-01T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T07:24:12.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2008-2009...&lt;br /&gt;Uma nova etapa iniciou-se...&lt;br /&gt;vamos ver no que vai dar tudo isso...&lt;br /&gt;22 aninhos...&lt;br /&gt;Valeu por quem lembrou!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-3958513536244054480?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/3958513536244054480/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=3958513536244054480' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3958513536244054480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3958513536244054480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/06/2008-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-8243585274782513041</id><published>2008-05-09T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T19:50:30.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Me Without You - Toni Braxton</title><content type='html'>There's no me without you&lt;br /&gt;There's no meaning to life without you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why should I care 'bout doing my hair&lt;br /&gt;When I can't stop the thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;There's no moon without you&lt;br /&gt;There's no Saturday nights without you&lt;br /&gt;There's no walk through the park&lt;br /&gt;No beat in my heart&lt;br /&gt;No I love you, No I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me everything would be cool&lt;br /&gt;Said I wouldn't always feel blue&lt;br /&gt;How come I feel like a wreck&lt;br /&gt;How come the skies are all gray&lt;br /&gt;How come my eyes are all red&lt;br /&gt;Why am I alone in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me everything would be fine&lt;br /&gt;Why am I losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;How come I feel like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep losing you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love in despair&lt;br /&gt;When you're not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no me without you&lt;br /&gt;There's no meaning to life without you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why should I care 'bout doing my hair&lt;br /&gt;When I can't stop the thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;There's no moon without you&lt;br /&gt;There's no Saturday nights without you&lt;br /&gt;There's no walk through the park&lt;br /&gt;No beat in my heart&lt;br /&gt;No I love you, No I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blue for you&lt;br /&gt;So deep in love with you&lt;br /&gt;So hard to say bye-bye&lt;br /&gt;When you know how hard I've tried&lt;br /&gt;I, I, I tried baby&lt;br /&gt;No No No No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me everything would be fine&lt;br /&gt;Why am I losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;How come I feel like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep losing you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love in despair&lt;br /&gt;When you're not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no me without you&lt;br /&gt;There's no meaning to life without you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why should I care 'bout doing my hair&lt;br /&gt;When I can't stop the thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;There's no moon without you&lt;br /&gt;There's no Saturday nights without you&lt;br /&gt;There's no walk through the park&lt;br /&gt;No beat in my heart&lt;br /&gt;No I love you, No I can't live without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-8243585274782513041?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/8243585274782513041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=8243585274782513041' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/8243585274782513041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/8243585274782513041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/05/theres-no-me-without-you-toni-braxton.html' title='There&apos;s No Me Without You - Toni Braxton'/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-1792497093152710544</id><published>2008-04-21T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T09:09:30.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pqno resumo...</title><content type='html'>Como a vida da gente dá voltas, não?! Incrível...&lt;br /&gt;estão acontecendo inúmeras coisas ao mesmo tempo comigo, nunca pensei em viver tão intensamente minha vida como tenho vivido, espero conseguir aproveitar todos os momentos, crescer com eles, aprender muito com eles, enfim...&lt;br /&gt;Estou feliz, sabia... muuuuito feliz.... por diversas coisas....&lt;br /&gt;tenho aprendido a cada dia que o q realmente importa é vc estar de bem com vc mesmo, sem se importar com o q os outros vão dizer e talz... eu sempre pensei desta forma, mas acho que é somente agora, nesse momento da minha vida, que tenho conseguido agir mais plenamente dessa maneira...&lt;br /&gt;Tenho me surpreendido cada vez mais com o mundo à minha volta, as pessoas têm se mostrado completamente diferendo do que eu sempre as vi... ontem eu ri muito, d nervoso, d felicidade, por não estar acreditando em tudo o que tenho vivido... hj fui ajudar minha mãe a lavar a louça do churras d ontem e, na pia, enquanto lavava a louça e pensava em tudo o que vivi nessas últimas semanas, dava risada, e minha mãe dizia: "Queria saber qual é a graça em lavar louça!"&lt;br /&gt;Ai meu Deus, se melhorar estraga...&lt;br /&gt;Eu amo minha vida, minha família e meus amigos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-1792497093152710544?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/1792497093152710544/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=1792497093152710544' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/1792497093152710544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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destruíram;&lt;br /&gt;A cada novo dia irei reestabelecendo minha ordem;&lt;br /&gt;Queria apenas poder gritar, pular mais alto, ir mais fundo;&lt;br /&gt;Minhas raízes estão arraigadas em seu mundo;&lt;br /&gt;A única verdade dessa história toda é um fim;&lt;br /&gt;Que se arrasta com sua covardia;&lt;br /&gt;É o momento inadiável que logo virá a tona;&lt;br /&gt;Saberia dizer exatas palavras jogadas ao vento;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o silêncio traz muito mais amargura que minhas palavras tristes;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que ações não provam o quanto minha raiva quer sua morte;&lt;br /&gt;Pois ainda sei que minhas lágrimas demonstram muito mais meu amor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-1543325667947000872?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-2742413385494781624</id><published>2008-04-03T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:47:12.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos</title><content type='html'>Sabe, hoje posso dizer que sou feliz, que estou feliz, apesar de a tristeza ser uma constante em minha vida. É mais um desses casos de constantes inconstâncias...&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço por estar de bem comigo, mesmo gordinho (risos); me amo antes de mais nada, e isso é muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;Momentos; sem eles nossa vida perde toda a graça, pois são os bons momentos que temperam nossa vida; os ruins são sempre necessários, são os grandes responsávéis pelo nosso crescimento.&lt;br /&gt;Alegria, como é bom, nossa!&lt;br /&gt;Existem muitas coisas que não conseguimos explicar, muitas que não conseguimos compreender, mas muitas que nem ousamos(risos).&lt;br /&gt;Como é estranho o modo como as pessoas se tratam, não acha? é bastante interessante ficar olhando os toques, os sorrisos, os encantos... Ah, adolescência! Tu és, definitivamente, a louca!&lt;br /&gt;Nosso mundo das incertezas...&lt;br /&gt;Como escolher hoje o resto da minha vida? no meu caso, tenho apenas 21 anos, com muito chão pela frente, ou não, nunca se sabe, mas tenho de escolher um rumo (facul ou técnico) e não tenho muitas idéias, ou melhor, tenho mil cursos na cabeça, tá foda ecolher um, e já é abril, dezembro já se avista no horizonte...&lt;br /&gt;Viver é ótimo, o difícil é conviver (risos)...&lt;br /&gt;O que eu queria agora? uma festa, sem excessos, mais uma reunião social, com as pessoas que eu gosto, isso sim, em uma casa de praia bem espaçosa.&lt;br /&gt;Amo praia...&lt;br /&gt;Abração&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-2742413385494781624?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/2742413385494781624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=2742413385494781624' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2742413385494781624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2742413385494781624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/04/pensamentos.html' title='Pensamentos'/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-2596746881422681214</id><published>2008-03-31T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T15:26:19.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tempo é como um rio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se justifique para ninguém.Porque a pessoa que gosta de você não precisa que você faça isso, e quem não gosta não acreditará;Não deixe que alguém se torne uma prioridade em sua vida, quando você é somente uma possível opção na vida dessa pessoa.Relacionamentos funcionam melhor quando são equilibrados;De manhã quando você acorda, você tem simplesmente duas opções:Voltar a durmir e a sonhar ou levantar e correr atrás dos seus sonhos.A escolha é sua.Nós fazemos chorar aqueles que cuidam de nós.Nós choramos por aqueles que nunca cuidam de nós.E nós cuidamos daqueles que nunca vão chorar por nós.Essa é a vida, é estranho mas é verdade.Uma vez que você entenda isso, nunca será tarde demais para mudar.Não faça promessas quando você estiver alegre.Não responda quando você estiver triste.Não tome decisões quando você estiver zangado.Pense duas veses...seja esperto;O tempo é como um rio.Você nunca poderá tocar a mesma água duas veses, porque a água que passou nunca passará novamente.Aproveite cada minuto de sua vida...Se você continuar dizendo que está ocupado, então você nunca estará livre.Se você continuar dizendo que não tem tempo, então você nunca terá tempo.Se você continuar dizendo que fará isso amanhã, então amanhã nunca chegará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essas palavras tirei do perfil da Bruna Diniz, &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=4855018611181808284"&gt;http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=4855018611181808284&lt;/a&gt; , achei muuuuuuuuuito legal e pedi a ela pra poder postar no blog, espero que vcs gostem... Abração&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-2596746881422681214?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/2596746881422681214/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=2596746881422681214' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2596746881422681214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2596746881422681214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/03/tempo-como-um-rio-nunca-se-justifique.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-2879600919627021814</id><published>2008-03-27T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:23:06.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nem tudo o que sonhamos virá a se realizar, mas a tentativa é válida, pois o sonho vai nos impulsionar a viver e a buscar, cada vez mais, coisas melhores;Acredito que estamos em constante mudança, desde a hora em que abrimos os olhos, até a hora em que os fechamos novamente, vivenciamos cenas, atitudes, pessoas, que nos fazem pensar em inúmeras coisas, e é até impossível que nenhuma dessas coisas venha a mudar algo dentro da gente;O pensamento é algo tão bom, como é bom parar e pensar naquela pessoa que gostamos, naquele lugar que vivemos situações inesquecíveis, naquele mísero segundo em que recebemos um olhar breve mas cheio de significado, bons momentos;Ainda algo muito gostoso é o sorriso; o sorriso pode dizer muitas e muitas coisas, não acha? Um sorriso pode dizer “gosto de você”, “acredito em você”, “quero você muito bem” e assim por diante, mas de todos os sorrisos, o que eu mais gosto, é aquele bem safadinho que diz, “quero você!”... kkkkkkkkkk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-2879600919627021814?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/2879600919627021814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=2879600919627021814' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2879600919627021814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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versos&lt;br /&gt;Pois pensei que em palavras&lt;br /&gt;Encontraria um conforto&lt;br /&gt;Que jamais encontrei em olhares&lt;br /&gt;Estive procurando braços&lt;br /&gt;Imaginando me encontrar num abraço&lt;br /&gt;Mas os braços terminavam em mãos&lt;br /&gt;E estas empunhavam facas&lt;br /&gt;Estive procurando muitas coisas&lt;br /&gt;Mas muitas coisas não alcancei&lt;br /&gt;Pois descobri que sou pequeno&lt;br /&gt;E como tal&lt;br /&gt;Tenho de crescer&lt;br /&gt;Pra poder me encontrar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-1816367036595574806?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/1816367036595574806/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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quero praia&lt;br /&gt;Quero lua, quero música&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-3308079011939811494?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/3308079011939811494/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=3308079011939811494' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3308079011939811494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3308079011939811494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/03/vai-saber.html' title='Vai saber'/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-3779041482539309663</id><published>2008-03-27T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:07:30.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amor&lt;br /&gt;Não tem quem não busque&lt;br /&gt;Mas antes de encontra-lo&lt;br /&gt;Não existe quem não sofra&lt;br /&gt;Mas não desiste de alcança-lo&lt;br /&gt;Nem de sonhar com ele&lt;br /&gt;Ou ela...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-3779041482539309663?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/3779041482539309663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=3779041482539309663' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3779041482539309663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3779041482539309663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/03/amor-no-tem-quem-no-busque-mas-antes-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-4319907775110596080</id><published>2008-03-27T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:05:16.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tristeza, sofrimento, medo</title><content type='html'>Tristeza, sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Estive pensando nisso&lt;br /&gt;Neste exato momento&lt;br /&gt;Mas não sei&lt;br /&gt;Medo, isso sim me assusta&lt;br /&gt;Medo&lt;br /&gt;De amar sem ser correspondido&lt;br /&gt;De sentir dor de doença&lt;br /&gt;Dor de amor não, fortalece, cresce&lt;br /&gt;Faz viver e compreender&lt;br /&gt;Medo&lt;br /&gt;De sentir medo&lt;br /&gt;E de sentir ódio&lt;br /&gt;Ódio é fogo&lt;br /&gt;E fogo queima, arde, dói, dá medo&lt;br /&gt;Tristeza, sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de demonstrar&lt;br /&gt;Mas jamais soube ou consegui&lt;br /&gt;Esconde-los&lt;br /&gt;Medo, agora sim&lt;br /&gt;Consigo lidar muito melhor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-4319907775110596080?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/4319907775110596080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=4319907775110596080' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/4319907775110596080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/4319907775110596080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/03/tristeza-sofrimento-medo.html' title='tristeza, sofrimento, medo'/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-2593995674067648862</id><published>2008-03-27T19:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:01:16.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Faz tempo&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tempo que não pensei&lt;br /&gt;Que fosse isso acontecer de novo&lt;br /&gt;Estava forte e preparado&lt;br /&gt;Mas surpresas sempre são bem-vindas&lt;br /&gt;Não preciso colocar palavras&lt;br /&gt;Nem citar ações&lt;br /&gt;Ou esperar atitudes&lt;br /&gt;Viver é mais que somos&lt;br /&gt;Ou fazemos&lt;br /&gt;Ou deixamos para trás&lt;br /&gt;Temer não é fraqueza&lt;br /&gt;Nunca foi, nem será&lt;br /&gt;É a certeza, isso sim&lt;br /&gt;De que nos aperfeiçoamos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-2593995674067648862?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/2593995674067648862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=2593995674067648862' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2593995674067648862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2593995674067648862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/03/faz-tempo-tanto-tempo-que-no-pensei-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-3344081273197941417</id><published>2008-03-27T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:58:03.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posso fazer frase feita&lt;br /&gt;E repetir mil vezes o mesmo som&lt;br /&gt;Posso recriar loucuras&lt;br /&gt;E contar estrelas no infinito céu&lt;br /&gt;Quero buscar alegrias&lt;br /&gt;E poder um dia a todos&lt;br /&gt;Festejar&lt;br /&gt;Posso desvendar enigmas&lt;br /&gt;E na chuva rala feliz me entregar&lt;br /&gt;Nada disso tudo importa&lt;br /&gt;Somente alegria não nos faz viver&lt;br /&gt;Somos muito mais que isso&lt;br /&gt;Sei que tenho e vivo sem o mais querer&lt;br /&gt;Qual a palavra não dita&lt;br /&gt;Que fará história ou mesmo ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Quero e posso ir mais fundo&lt;br /&gt;Pois só eu conheço real intenção&lt;br /&gt;Posso ser bem mais sincero&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que não quero é nudez vestir&lt;br /&gt;Posso ser um brilho eterno&lt;br /&gt;Mas a sombra traz mais verdades sim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-3344081273197941417?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/3344081273197941417/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=3344081273197941417' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3344081273197941417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/3344081273197941417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/03/posso-fazer-frase-feita-e-repetir-mil.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-1223896492434431533</id><published>2008-03-27T18:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:49:47.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quem sabe&lt;br /&gt;Se isso tudo já era uma história que estava fadada a terminar&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe&lt;br /&gt;Se algum dia o adeus seria a única palavra existente entre nós&lt;br /&gt;E quem sabe&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo o que passamos juntos era realmente tudo o que tínhamos a viver&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-1223896492434431533?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/1223896492434431533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=1223896492434431533' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/1223896492434431533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/1223896492434431533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/03/quem-sabe-se-isso-tudo-j-era-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-6083416357003642764</id><published>2008-03-27T18:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:47:18.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não precisava ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Nem ao menos fomos sinceros&lt;br /&gt;Nem ao menos pedimos perdão&lt;br /&gt;Nem ao menos nos conhecemos de verdade&lt;br /&gt;Nem ao menos somos reais&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-6083416357003642764?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/6083416357003642764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=6083416357003642764' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6083416357003642764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/6083416357003642764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-precisava-ser-assim-nem-ao-menos.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yHWx4CdFZss/R-xKRWmvn2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KbedyNOnzPs/S220/Foto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948969490110992791.post-2691588520235655953</id><published>2008-03-27T18:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:45:51.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A cada dia&lt;br /&gt;Um novo dia&lt;br /&gt;Uma nova chance&lt;br /&gt;E se tudo fosse irreal&lt;br /&gt;Se a realidade se transformasse&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo pudesse ser refeito&lt;br /&gt;Tudo seria tão sólido&lt;br /&gt;Ou mesmo nossas certezas&lt;br /&gt;Estariam desertas&lt;br /&gt;Como saberíamos de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Seria possível viver&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-2691588520235655953?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/feeds/2691588520235655953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948969490110992791&amp;postID=2691588520235655953' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2691588520235655953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948969490110992791/posts/default/2691588520235655953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com/2008/03/cada-dia-um-novo-dia-uma-nova-chance-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Filho da Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498065609173955050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' 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palavras&lt;br /&gt;E deixar que o que não disse&lt;br /&gt;Falar muito mais alto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso desejar mil coisas&lt;br /&gt;E querer mil coisas&lt;br /&gt;Mas tais coisas não ter&lt;br /&gt;Nem precisar realmente delas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma verdade pode se fazer mentira&lt;br /&gt;E uma mentira, verdade&lt;br /&gt;Mas será verdade um dia&lt;br /&gt;E o dia trará mentira&lt;br /&gt;Como se as palavras&lt;br /&gt;Não o fossem&lt;br /&gt;Ou o fizessem sem saber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso planejar&lt;br /&gt;Posso tudo o que quiser&lt;br /&gt;Ou não o posso&lt;br /&gt;Sem me ausentar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso realmente falar&lt;br /&gt;Mas posso também calar&lt;br /&gt;Sem precisar emudecer&lt;br /&gt;Ou mesmo piscar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948969490110992791-6678061053774641468?l=pensadordeluacheia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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