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O Mundo que nos Rodeia: Um Dia Isto Tinha Que Acontecer







Um Dia Isto Tinha Que AcontecerExiste mais do que uma! Certamente!Está à rasca a geração dos pais que educaram os seus meninos numa abastança caprichosa, protegendo-os de dificuldades e escondendo-lhes as agruras da vida.Está à rasca a geração dos filhos que nunca foram ensinados a lidar com frustrações.A ironia de tudo isto é que 
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"Estou cansado, é claro,Porque, a certa altura, a gente tem 
que estar cansado.De que estou cansado, não sei:De nada me serviria 
sabê-lo,Pois o cansaço fica na mesma.A ferida dói como dóiE não em 
função da causa que a produziu.Sim, estou cansado,E um pouco 
sorridenteDe o cansaço ser só isto —Uma vontade de sono no corpo,Um 
desejo de não pensar na alma,E por cima de tudo uma transparência 

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assistir a novelas de TV

ouvir música feita de barulho

um filme apenas de corridas de automóvel

uma corrida de automóvel num filme

um livro de uma apresentadora de televisão

A euforia dos saldosOs programas da manhã e da tarde na televisãoA incompetência dos funcionários públicos (alguns)A inércia das meninas dos balcões dos 
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Há duas maneiras de viver a vida: Uma, como se nada fosse um milagre
Outra, como se tudo fosse um milagre.

Albert Einstein



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Tive um sonho




















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Cantava como quem embala. Como se adormecesse um filho, como se tanto se lhe dá como se lhe deu.


Saía-lhe de dentro aquela voz doce, melancólica, sem aprendizagem nem truques.


Sodade marcou os meus programas de rádio diàriamente.E fiz dela a minha canção eleita, durante muito tempo.


Visitei "S.Niclau" e deliciei-me em voos nocturnos de mornas cantadas de igual modo. 
É do 
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Foi em sua casa, num prédio onde também morava o ainda não primeiro-ministro, José Sócrates. Duraram algumas horas as minhas perguntas e as suas respostas, horas em que me disse o que não esperava – acerca do pai e da adesão a Hitler, sobre um rapaz a quem 
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Estou acabada. Não quero ir trabalhar hoje.
Quero ficar em casa, a cozinhar, a ouvir música, a cantar, levar os cães a passear 
pelos  arredores. Tudo menos sair da cama, meter a primeira e ter de por o cérebro a funcionar.
Gostava de saber quem foi a besta da bruxa imbecil, a matriz das
feministas que teve a ideia de reivindicar os direitos 
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http://youtu.be/jACccaTogxE
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não são móveis. Na altura em que os compramos, são um puzzle. A
questão, portanto, é saber se o IKEA vende móveis baratos ou puzzles
caros. Os problemas dos clientes do IKEA começam no nome da loja.
Diz-se «Iqueia» ou «I quê à»? E é «o» IKEA ou «a» IKEA»?
Sãoambiguidades que me deixam indisposto. Não saber a pronúncia
correcta do 
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Imaginem apenas.
Fazemos um favor a alguém que realmente a ajude e dizemos que não queremos que este seja retribuido a nós, mas sim a três outras pessoas que, em troca fazem o mesmo a outras três - e assim sucessivamente criando uma cadeia crescente de bondade e respeito. Impossível? Esta é uma palavra que não entra no vocabulário do pequeno estudante Trevor McKinney.
Haley Joel Osment (O Sexto 
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O tempo passou tão rápido. É difícil  acreditar que já estejas uma mulherzinha.
Inteligente, boa aluna, boas notas.......e  fanática por passeios, como a mãe! Fico feliz quando te respiro, quando te abraço, quando cheiro o teu cabelo sempre sedoso e lavado.
Parabéns minha querida
Só desejo que o teu futuro seja maravilhoso!
Amo-te muito minha querida
vómila
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Inauguramos a palavra amigo! 
Amigo é um sorriso 
...De boca em boca,
Um olhar bem limpo 
Uma casa, mesmo modesta, que se oferece.
Um coração pronto a pulsar
Na nossa mão! 
Amigo (recordam-se, vocês aí,
Escrupulosos detritos?) 
Amigo é o contrário de inimigo!
Amigo é o erro corrigido, 
Não o erro perseguido, explorado. 
É a verdade partilhada, praticada. 
Amigo é a solidão 
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Não importa o quanto pesa. É fascinante tocar, abraçar e acariciar o corpo de uma mulher. Saber seu peso não nos proporciona nenhuma emoção. 

Não temos a menor idéia de qual seja seu manequim. Nossa avaliação é visual, isso quer dizer, se tem forma de guitarra... está bem. Não nos importa quanto medem em centímetros - é uma questão de proporções, 
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Inquietaram-se os ventos.
Eclodiu uma perigosa e dantesca tempestade.
Mas caiu o pano, nessa mesma noite em que se tinha erguido.
Ruiu a murada. Nesse mesmo estado de espírito em que se tinha erigido.
...Soltaram-se as pétalas do napalm, daquela fecunda flor que ninguém plantou.
Desistiram os heróis bélicos da paz de todos os dias.
Tudo sucumbia, sem saber como, sem saber 
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forças nem para atirá-lo contra a parede. Estou acabada. Não quero ir
trabalhar hoje.
Quero ficar em casa, a cozinhar, a ouvir música, a cantar, etc. Se
tivesse um cão levava-o a passear nos arredores. Tudo menos sair da
cama, meter a primeira e ter de por o cérebro a funcionar.
Gostava de saber quem foi a besta da bruxa imbecil, a 
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