tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60857348584633096442024-03-13T11:48:31.656-07:00ACORDES PARA ACORDARACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-73901301416607107362011-01-27T19:41:00.000-08:002011-01-27T19:41:34.622-08:00Visão cega.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8TBmYeqBg7mgpEFnnWBRL2m4FwFYG1hNu8HAlxIj1b1ja116wABmDqggb_tKQq9byxJzxaxdpO3_BgrWcdzw9dXnFEe_AAytl8ZJMZy6EbQ1P6rWSYv57FEbM26o9sZC5bEMJlZ9VBs/s1600/macacos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8TBmYeqBg7mgpEFnnWBRL2m4FwFYG1hNu8HAlxIj1b1ja116wABmDqggb_tKQq9byxJzxaxdpO3_BgrWcdzw9dXnFEe_AAytl8ZJMZy6EbQ1P6rWSYv57FEbM26o9sZC5bEMJlZ9VBs/s1600/macacos.jpg" /></a><a class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" id="publishButton" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf("ubtn-disabled") == -1) {var e = document['postingForm'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}" target=""><div class="cssButtonOuter"><div class="cssButtonMiddle"><div class="cssButtonInner"></div></div></div></a></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>"O sectarista diz que eu não tenho personalidade por fazer questionamentos." </b></div></div>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-8256529320051118952011-01-25T16:22:00.000-08:002011-01-25T16:35:47.695-08:00Perfeição...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1q8ToYLaTyCT9O9rwaDirGnvSqCRuc7iZnESea4mO-g3SX4vCfGADSpOFQfJAr5Qf9kBM1_YSQp9v-zVoiYhBFi6YQoQHBxwv1HYQTTUvpT1Lida1ee7Psi8Wfjb1Fgim5OLcD9p0gXs/s1600/Simply+love.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1q8ToYLaTyCT9O9rwaDirGnvSqCRuc7iZnESea4mO-g3SX4vCfGADSpOFQfJAr5Qf9kBM1_YSQp9v-zVoiYhBFi6YQoQHBxwv1HYQTTUvpT1Lida1ee7Psi8Wfjb1Fgim5OLcD9p0gXs/s200/Simply+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566286649603363090" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">"O perfeito é estático".</span></span><br /></div>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-85909800812449633962010-10-03T19:29:00.000-07:002010-11-06T08:14:44.148-07:00Yara...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCk128XtwscqvFe4711VQJKE5Ee3SBqXR0dF6OXhi0lbViLprUQ_4ZGnP0yv70vVNbFO6zZljOFZ1QpYBqYS13UWM9BxtQXkr4iAK6ABGQzUI_7W_tCTMqbHUuicZ92Wxkl1PrnmLSqFs/s1600/YAYA.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCk128XtwscqvFe4711VQJKE5Ee3SBqXR0dF6OXhi0lbViLprUQ_4ZGnP0yv70vVNbFO6zZljOFZ1QpYBqYS13UWM9BxtQXkr4iAK6ABGQzUI_7W_tCTMqbHUuicZ92Wxkl1PrnmLSqFs/s200/YAYA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536455216964009346" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">"...você é uma</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> jóia que não</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">precisa </span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">ser</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> lapidada, pois </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">seus valores já se encontram em seu estado</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">natural; linda, <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">pura,</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> maravilhosa</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">".</span></span></span></span></div>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-83160452377836789072010-06-10T22:34:00.000-07:002010-06-10T22:46:59.493-07:00"O Amor...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clara.blogger.com.br/390062483_23ac980cc2.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 260px;" src="http://www.clara.blogger.com.br/390062483_23ac980cc2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" ><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">...você não pronuncia...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> você exala.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> você não ouve...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> você sente.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> você não vê...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> você vive... portanto: exale, sinta e viva o amor.</span></span>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-16186604353447592272010-05-30T08:59:00.000-07:002010-05-30T09:16:37.242-07:00"É preciso...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHveEE1FSt4OMnRetLDlpVOnJWJSayZbiBJDZ0Dnxytn1v0upo2p2FoF-xhAioer-oldZ7fmIdW4Ha3TmjlI_ea-JMqKKovAUOjyw-33Ai-ilHE0JT9DPRxYnpZ-rPB4B_ZJc3s2x7ZGo/s1600/jornal.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHveEE1FSt4OMnRetLDlpVOnJWJSayZbiBJDZ0Dnxytn1v0upo2p2FoF-xhAioer-oldZ7fmIdW4Ha3TmjlI_ea-JMqKKovAUOjyw-33Ai-ilHE0JT9DPRxYnpZ-rPB4B_ZJc3s2x7ZGo/s200/jornal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477095552018093122" border="0" /></a><blockquote><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >... lidarmos e aceitarmos a espontaneidade, pois ela conduz ao caminho da conquista de algo concreto, fiel e verdadeiro."</span></span></div></blockquote><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" ></span></span>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-15724065975637404582010-05-07T06:56:00.000-07:002010-06-10T23:25:02.597-07:00As regras...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimtcb-JMcaFxODx0ctXY7IfcAUXwI5a2xDeqezzNg1J11qCFlehBrvIhyPdtHwDWMWxD1N_U9fyzVl0IeW3h3cJYM389kbCGvsVVzRK06r4McScMQFTxWYn5DA15ACrnuKo8YnYiY-OHk/s1600/amigos1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimtcb-JMcaFxODx0ctXY7IfcAUXwI5a2xDeqezzNg1J11qCFlehBrvIhyPdtHwDWMWxD1N_U9fyzVl0IeW3h3cJYM389kbCGvsVVzRK06r4McScMQFTxWYn5DA15ACrnuKo8YnYiY-OHk/s200/amigos1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468529188236457298" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">... são para os seres mundanos. Para o seres humanos, o livre arbítrio".</span></span>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-29628556418182452722009-12-13T18:22:00.000-08:002010-05-21T22:31:36.869-07:00" A idade...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8HcIxFCVm8rdoXRL8MlFnosFVvAwTHE5SSOLeXmvsQabPjmpsTa18FxiG5fnj7rUR0Xx8ZqTHKQ2ZT_kPaxL5Vnn_bbyt-6bq_HddCagPHg105OiKF2BhpZ93nC4c0U2g3_lVqPeJY94/s1600-h/copode+vinho.jpg"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 304px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414917206355769122" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8HcIxFCVm8rdoXRL8MlFnosFVvAwTHE5SSOLeXmvsQabPjmpsTa18FxiG5fnj7rUR0Xx8ZqTHKQ2ZT_kPaxL5Vnn_bbyt-6bq_HddCagPHg105OiKF2BhpZ93nC4c0U2g3_lVqPeJY94/s320/copode+vinho.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;" ><strong><br /><blockquote><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;" ><strong></strong></span></blockquote>... só é importante para os que vivem a intensidade da cronologia, como o vinho, um whisky ou uma panela velha".<br /><blockquote></blockquote></strong></span></div>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-89066934738158822002009-07-30T20:23:00.000-07:002009-07-31T23:05:33.216-07:00"...o espelho é...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPcpoJugwL3j5HqemktKCQcx4Op_1viwrLJF2mRHoTxI8lfO-nUFLLMf-hPKzrBzSbc_9M_Ev_QZdP9M3DcaNI1LRQZtICLHB_PepIUmI2jRs2J1kDyprWvvWmMRyZ8aQpmr5e1bY0Mdg/s1600-h/espelho-infiel.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 273px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364872196181026562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPcpoJugwL3j5HqemktKCQcx4Op_1viwrLJF2mRHoTxI8lfO-nUFLLMf-hPKzrBzSbc_9M_Ev_QZdP9M3DcaNI1LRQZtICLHB_PepIUmI2jRs2J1kDyprWvvWmMRyZ8aQpmr5e1bY0Mdg/s320/espelho-infiel.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="right"><span style="color:#330099;">... só uma janela para o mundo do egocentrismo".</span></div>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-31059058210803008122009-06-14T13:57:00.000-07:002009-07-31T22:53:33.120-07:00Ressaca Freudiana<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRd9dXVMmusW9UikL-F65EOxQ6nIaQVKuZ_6znbOhV34hj4oWPJu8_O0HtKmyLkNNER17SqQP8xUxwlkh-MHgI5Gr8FEIIUkKQ7XmwzEi1EX3I_rGsAYlHoe4-xEx4kXIoz7QeGnP3E_0/s1600-h/freud.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364869199307853314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRd9dXVMmusW9UikL-F65EOxQ6nIaQVKuZ_6znbOhV34hj4oWPJu8_O0HtKmyLkNNER17SqQP8xUxwlkh-MHgI5Gr8FEIIUkKQ7XmwzEi1EX3I_rGsAYlHoe4-xEx4kXIoz7QeGnP3E_0/s320/freud.jpg" /></a> <div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>"Ontem, bebi: meu ego bodou, meu super ego capotou e meu id fugiu".</strong></span></div>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-44430399763951849092009-05-17T18:03:00.001-07:002009-07-31T22:12:39.247-07:00... um amor...<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8f3WUvmt9N7B1nlunkleZQ4Y514njBFghJcbRSYCDzCXb5ixGtD5XLMQgTUvYMQ0sTm7GRVoOMHxCqi7ifJkakSk6G1zOizWeOq9Z4Tos0p4JDeE4cmkj2Vp2JzPuqDitT-_NZ-dU9pM/s1600-h/diego+arte.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364497870595685938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8f3WUvmt9N7B1nlunkleZQ4Y514njBFghJcbRSYCDzCXb5ixGtD5XLMQgTUvYMQ0sTm7GRVoOMHxCqi7ifJkakSk6G1zOizWeOq9Z4Tos0p4JDeE4cmkj2Vp2JzPuqDitT-_NZ-dU9pM/s320/diego+arte.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">"Quando </span><span style="color:#ff6666;">tinha, não pude;</span> </em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><em> <span style="color:#3366ff;">Quando</span><span style="color:#3366ff;"> pude, não quis;</span></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><em><span style="color:#339999;"> </span><span style="color:#336666;">Quando quis</span><span style="color:#336666;">, não tinha".</span></div><blockquote><p align="justify"></p></blockquote></em></span>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-91423585636519062012009-05-16T17:30:00.000-07:002009-07-31T21:06:45.174-07:00Doce ilusão...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBd77-8q9BFH-3_EgHhAb0kxK6iRV7qhoFOZDCZvq7W6jSLuqFVTp7m24kJZhFgFhhHS63rEu3LLSpcxdF93caVBQPHp4e9X3Kf5HwP9yNnDKZBy4CORHzSdeRXCyW2oHmq0Eim8Kr-vg/s1600-h/OgAAACd6wEFu7ot4RL5Ad68ZQR8EjW16ef_t2isnQAXGVl-9_k_wd6lSu-zChm6r1JB3xjBuX7PMEt0hRW7dfjJ4uG4Am1T1ULsNIGN1rdH3bds5elzwQSbF_16J.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364507333786270050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBd77-8q9BFH-3_EgHhAb0kxK6iRV7qhoFOZDCZvq7W6jSLuqFVTp7m24kJZhFgFhhHS63rEu3LLSpcxdF93caVBQPHp4e9X3Kf5HwP9yNnDKZBy4CORHzSdeRXCyW2oHmq0Eim8Kr-vg/s320/OgAAACd6wEFu7ot4RL5Ad68ZQR8EjW16ef_t2isnQAXGVl-9_k_wd6lSu-zChm6r1JB3xjBuX7PMEt0hRW7dfjJ4uG4Am1T1ULsNIGN1rdH3bds5elzwQSbF_16J.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#00cccc;">Ora vivo com medo de morrer;<br />ora morro de medo de viver;<br />ora vivo me matando;<br />ora mato para sobreviver.<br />Mas ela me urdiu e em sua teia me enrosco;<br />tento escapar mas não pósso.<br />De minha libido um açoite.<br />Estou sóbrio e drogado pelo inocente cigarro q dividimos esta noite.<br />Do néctar dos teus lábios um beijo de nicotina;<br />ofego quase ébrio em teu ouvido: menina...<br />... tu és uma ilha de carne cercada de pecado e desejo.<br />Depois q acordo do sonho, vivo um pesadelo.<br />Sem mais ter o gosto do teu beijo, o que me restam são apenas minhas lágrimas como companheiras... resquícios de uma doce ilusão. </span></div>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085734858463309644.post-73308595319889333232009-04-29T20:33:00.000-07:002009-07-31T22:00:00.960-07:00A ocasião faz o "Fi duma @#$%"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGJnsFoc0q-_qzy2n5X_1jNrJ6P9ChkyuLBBkMxqVXfNpmj36G9vkMgwEH46VTTAw-40z_e6UiLOd0kB0vRnubUtBOBy8qoMF3UcIPfUvTKWSliQY1a8XDHskLRmHlzBWyTKqauYbr0go/s1600-h/caatinga_49_1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364854816115230146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGJnsFoc0q-_qzy2n5X_1jNrJ6P9ChkyuLBBkMxqVXfNpmj36G9vkMgwEH46VTTAw-40z_e6UiLOd0kB0vRnubUtBOBy8qoMF3UcIPfUvTKWSliQY1a8XDHskLRmHlzBWyTKqauYbr0go/s320/caatinga_49_1.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;">Estávamos em plena seca. O sol parecia uma laranja estampada no céu. Urubus por todos os lados, ventos fracos e quentes. Raimundo, um pobre sertanejo que sobrevivia da caça, mais uma vez marcha sob o rubro sol ardente, desafiando a sua própria resistência em busca de algo para se alimentar.<br />Leva consigo uma carabina das mais primitivas que existe, uma sacola com pólvora, bucha, chumbo e no pescoço uma garrafa com água para aliviar o calor.<br />Ele chega ao local ideal para a caça. Pendura em um pé de jucá sua sacola e sua tão preciosa garrafa d’água, arma fundamental contra o inimigo eterno do sertanejo: a seca. Então, Raimundo desaparece no meio dos cactos.<br />Horas se passaram e, subitamente, aparece Raimundo com suas caças e sua sede. Quando ele toca sua garrafa e percebe que está vazia, cai de joelhos e começa a chorar sem saber o motivo do desaparecimento de sua água. Sem resposta Raimundo se levanta e marcha de volta a sua casa.<br />- Bem, sabe o que aconteceu com a água? Eu bebi, afinal, eu estava em pleno sol castigador do sertão, contando essa estória para vocês. Aposto que eu estava com a garganta mais seca do que a de Raimundo. Ele não disse nada, ora!</span></div>ACORDES PARA ACORDARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16055640842953338234noreply@blogger.com0