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&lt;i&gt;FANATISMO&lt;br /&gt;Minh’alma, de sonhar-te, anda perdida.&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos andam cegos de te ver!&lt;br /&gt;Não és sequer razão do meu viver,&lt;br /&gt;Pois que tu és já toda a minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo nada assim enlouquecida...&lt;br /&gt;Passo no mundo, meu Amor, a ler&lt;br /&gt;No misterioso livro do teu ser&lt;br /&gt;A mesma história tantas vezes lida!&lt;br /&gt;“Tudo no mundo é frágil, tudo passa... ”&lt;br /&gt;Quando me dizem isto, toda a graça&lt;br /&gt;Duma boca divina fala em mim!&lt;br /&gt;E, olhos postos em ti, digo de rastros:&lt;br /&gt;“Ah! Podem voar mundos, morrer astros,&lt;br /&gt;Que tu és como Deus: Princípio e Fim! ... ”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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Florbela Espanca&lt;/h3&gt;
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EU&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou a que no mundo anda perdida,&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou a que na vida não tem norte,&lt;br /&gt;Sou a irmã do sonho, e desta sorte&lt;br /&gt;Sou a crucificada... a dolorida...&lt;br /&gt;Sombra de névoa ténue e esvaecida,&lt;br /&gt;E que o destino amargo, triste e forte,&lt;br /&gt;Impele brutalmente para a morte!&lt;br /&gt;Alma de luto sempre incompreendida! ...&lt;br /&gt;Sou aquela que passa a ninguém vê...&lt;br /&gt;Sou a que chamam triste sem o ser...&lt;br /&gt;Sou a que chora sem saber porquê...&lt;br /&gt;Sou talvez a visão que Alguém sonhou,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que veio ao mundo pra me ver&lt;br /&gt;E que nunca na vida me encontrou!&lt;/h3&gt;
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Florbela Espanca&lt;/h3&gt;
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VAIDADE&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Sonho que sou a Poetisa eleita,&lt;br /&gt;Aquela que diz tudo e tudo sabe,&lt;br /&gt;Que tem a inspiração pura e perfeita,&lt;br /&gt;Que reúne num verso a imensidade!&lt;br /&gt;Sonho que um verso meu tem claridade&lt;br /&gt;Para encher todo o mundo! E que deleita&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo aqueles que morrem de saudade!&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo os de alma profunda e insatisfeita!&lt;br /&gt;Sonho que sou Alguém cá neste mundo...&lt;br /&gt;Aquela de saber vasto e profundo,&lt;br /&gt;Aos pés de quem a terra anda curvada!&lt;br /&gt;E quando mais no céu eu vou sonhando,&lt;br /&gt;E quando mais no alto ando voando,&lt;br /&gt;Acordo do meu sonho... E não sou nada! ... &lt;/h3&gt;
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Florbela Espanca&lt;/h3&gt;
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               Ninguém é tão forte que nunca tenha &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
chorado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
Ninguém é tão auto-suficiente para &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
nunca ser ajudado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
Ninguém é tão fraco, que nunca &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
tenha vencido.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
Ninguém é tão inválido que nunca &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
tenha contribuído.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
Ninguém é tão sábio que nunca &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
tenha errado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
Ninguém é tão errado que nunca &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
tenha acertado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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Ninguém é tão corajoso que nunca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
teve medo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
Ninguém é tão medroso que nunca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
teve coragem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;
Ninguém é tão alguém que nunca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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precisou de alguém!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Hoje é dia de descobertas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Coloque um desafio diferente para a sua vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Desafie-se! Prove-se!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2uHydCYZKJIChL6AMjyTyqcV-pW9SOOp2-oUQv09EwjSAnd1XrWjaJePXVMZYZzANYSOIAS1S6-Ip_1Dkh51s2GPYGl9W5QVwFyQwXZaj61Y_6Fg2Lz-rvB1KCfCuIyVkmMOT9II20oeZ/s1600/canti.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;
Pare de ser pessimista,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/goog_458086674&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;
caia na real e use a sua força, a sua fé ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/goog_458086671&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;
a sua determinação para buscar ainda hoje,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/goog_458086671&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;
uma saída, uma conquista, uma mudança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/goog_458086671&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;
por menor que seja, na sua vida rotineira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/goog_458086671&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;
Aliás, esse é o maior desafio para muita gente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/goog_458086671&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;
Sair da rotina. Tem muita gente incapaz de mudar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/goog_458086671&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;
o roteiro de sua vida, sair daquele velho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/goog_458086671&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;
trajeto que acostumou a fazer todos os dias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/goog_458086671&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000084; font-family: Vrinda; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;
todas as horas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Para
          conversar com Deus é preciso antes de tudo aprender a estar em silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Muitos
          se queixam que não conseguem ouvir a voz de Deus e, portanto, não há
          nenhum mistério.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Deus
          nos fala. Mas geralmente estamos tão preocupados em falar, falar e
          falar, que Ele simplesmente nos ouve. Se falamos o tempo todo, nada
          mais natural que ouvirmos o som da nossa própria voz. Enquanto nosso
          eu estiver dominando, só ouviremos a nós mesmos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;A
          maneira mais simples de orar é ficar em silêncio, colocar a alma de
          joelhos e esperar pacientemente que a presença de Deus se manifeste.
          E Ele vem sempre. Ele entra no nosso coração e quebranta nossas
          vidas. Quem teve essa experiência um dia nunca se esquecerá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Nosso
          grande problema é chegar na presença de Deus para ouvir somente o
          que queremos. Geralmente quando chegamos a Ele para pedir alguma
          coisa, já temos a resposta do que queremos. Não pedimos que nos diga
          o que é melhor para nós, mas dizemos a Ele o que queremos e pedimos
          isso. É sempre nosso eu dominando, como se inversamente, fôssemos nós
          deuses e que Ele estivesse à disposição simplesmente para atender a
          nossos desejos. Mas Deus nos ama o suficiente para não nos dar tudo o
          que queremos, quando nos comportamos como crianças mimadas. Deus nos
          quer amadurecidos e prontos para a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Quem
          é Deus e quem somos nós? Quem criou quem e quem conhece o coração
          de quem? Somos altivos e orgulhosos. Se Deus não nos fala é porque
          estamos sempre falando no lugar dEle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Portanto,
          se quiser conversar com Deus, aprenda a estar em silêncio primeiro.
          Aprenda a ser humilde, aprenda a ouvir. E aprenda, principalmente, que
          Sua voz nos fala através de pessoas e de fatos e que nem sempre a
          solução que Ele encontra para os nossos problemas são as mesmas que
          impomos. Deus também diz &quot;não&quot; quando é disso que
          precisamos. Ele conhece nosso coração muito melhor que nós, pois vê
          dentro e vê nosso amanhã. Ele conhece nossos limites e nossas
          necessidades.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;A bíblia
          nos dá este conselho: &quot;quando quiser falar com Deus, entra em
          seu quarto e, em silêncio, ora ao Teu Pai.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Eis
          a sabedoria Divina, a chave do mistério e que nunca compreendemos.
          Mas ainda é tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Encontramos
          no livro de Provérbios a seguinte frase:&lt;br /&gt;
          &quot;as palavras são
          prata, mas o silêncio vale ouro.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #583430; font-family: verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;A
          voz do silêncio é a voz de Deus. E falar com Ele é um privilégio
          maravilhoso acessível a todos nós. &lt;a href=&quot;http://cantinhoamigo.net.br/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;http://cantinhoamigo.net.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;A LUA O MAR E EU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pompeo de Mattos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;style17&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;
      &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: 400;&quot;&gt;I - Ao olhar a lua cheia, &lt;br /&gt;
      Eu encho os olhos no olhar &lt;br /&gt;
      E na magia do luar &lt;br /&gt;
      Faço poema e poesia &lt;br /&gt;
      E a luz da lua que é um dia &lt;br /&gt;
      &quot;Alumia&quot; meu pensamento &lt;br /&gt;
      E na luz do teu relento &lt;br /&gt;
      Eu me pergunto encimesmado &lt;br /&gt;
      Pra quem que tu faz agrado &lt;br /&gt;
      Ho musa do firmamento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
    &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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      &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: 400;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I - Não sei por que brilhas tanto &lt;br /&gt;
      Mas até posso imagiar &lt;br /&gt;
      Pois no mundo só há um lugar &lt;br /&gt;
      Onde teu brilho alado &lt;br /&gt;
      Onde teu luar prateado &lt;br /&gt;
      Sem licença pode entrar &lt;br /&gt;
      E num grande espelho se olhar &lt;br /&gt;
      Nua faceira e assanhada &lt;br /&gt;
      E depois toda molhada &lt;br /&gt;
      Se entrega inteira pro mar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Uma noite eu tive um sonho… sonhei que estava andando com o Senhor, e&lt;br /&gt;
através do céu passavam cenas da minha vida. Para cada cena que se passava&lt;br /&gt;
percebi que eram deixados dois pares de pegadas na areia: um era o meu e o&lt;br /&gt;
outro do Senhor. Quando a última cena da minha vida passou diante de nós,&lt;br /&gt;
olhei para trás, para as pegadas na areia, e notei que, muitas vezes, no&lt;br /&gt;
caminho da minha vida, havia apenas um par de pegadas na areia. Notei,&lt;br /&gt;
também, que isso aconteceu nos momentos mais difíceis e angustiosos do meu&lt;br /&gt;
viver.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Isso entristeceu-me deveras, e perguntei então ao Senhor: – Senhor, Tu me&lt;br /&gt;
disseste que, uma vez que eu resolvi Te seguir, Tu andarias sempre comigo,&lt;br /&gt;
mas notei que , durante as maiores atribulações do meu viver, havia na areia&lt;br /&gt;
dos caminhos da vida apenas um par de pegadas. Não compreendo por que, nas&lt;br /&gt;
horas que eu mais necessitava de Ti. Tu me deixaste.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Senhor me respondeu: – Meu precioso filho, Eu te amo e jamais te deixaria&lt;br /&gt;
nas horas de tua prova e do teu sofrimento. Quando viste na areia apenas um&lt;br /&gt;
par de pegadas, foi exatamente aí que Eu, nos braços te carreguei…”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cantinhoamigo.net.br/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;AMOR E LOUCURA &lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;
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Contam eu uma vez se reuniram todos os sentimentos e qualidades do homem em um lugar da terra. &lt;br /&gt;
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Quando o ABORRECIMENTO havia reclamado pela terceira vez, a LOUCURA, como sempre tão louca, lhes propôs: &lt;br /&gt;
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-Vamos brincar de esconde-esconde? &lt;br /&gt;
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A INTRIGA levantou a sobrancelha intrigada e a CURIOSIDADE sem poder conter-se perguntou: &lt;br /&gt;
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-Esconde-esconde? Como é isso? &lt;br /&gt;
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-É um jogo, explicou a LOUCURA, em que eu  fecho os olhos e começo a contar de um a um milhão enquanto vocês se escondem, e quando eu tiver terminado de contar, o primeiro de vocês que eu encontrar ocupará o meu lugar para continuar o jogo. &lt;br /&gt;
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O ENTUSIASMO dançou seguido pela EUFORIA. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A ALEGRIA deu tantos saltos que acabou pôr convencer a Dúvida e até mesmo a APATIA que nunca se interessavam pôr nada. Mas nem todos quiseram participar. &lt;br /&gt;
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A VERDADE preferiu não esconder-se. &quot;Para que, se no final todos me encontram?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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A SOBERBA opinou que era um jogo muito tonto (no fundo o que a incomodava era que a idéia não tivesse sido dela). &lt;br /&gt;
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A COVARDIA preferiu não arriscar-se. &lt;br /&gt;
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-Um, dois, três, quatro... –Começou a contar a LOUCURA. &lt;br /&gt;
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A primeira a esconder-se foi a PRESSA, que como sempre caiu atrás da primeira pedra do caminho. &lt;br /&gt;
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A FÉ subiu aos céu e a INVEJA se escondeu atrás da sombra do TRIUNFO, que com seu próprio esforço tinha conseguido subir na copa da árvore mais alta. &lt;br /&gt;
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A GENEROSIDADE quase não consegue esconder-se, pois cada local que encontrava, lhe parecia maravilhoso para algum de seus amigos. Se era um lago cristalino, ideal para a BELEZA. Se era a copa de uma árvore, perfeito para a TIMIDEZ. Se era o vôo de uma borboleta, o melhor para a VOLÚPIA. Se era uma rajada de vento, magnífico para a LIBERDADE. &lt;br /&gt;
E assim acabou escondendo-se em um raio de sol. &lt;br /&gt;
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O EGOÍSMO ao contrário, encontrou um, local muito bom desde o início. Ventilado, cômodo, mas apenas para ele. &lt;br /&gt;
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A MENTIRA escondeu-se no fundo do oceano (mentira, escondeu-se atrás do arco-íris). E a PAIXÃO e o DESEJO no centro dos vulcões. &lt;br /&gt;
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O ESQUECIMENTO, não recordo-me aonde escondeu-se, mas isso não é o mais importante. &lt;br /&gt;
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Quando a LOUCURA já estava lá pelo 999.999, o AMOR ainda não havia encontrado um local para esconder-se, pois todos já estavam ocupados, até que encontrou uma roseira e, carinhosamente, decidiu esconder-se entre suas flores. &lt;br /&gt;
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A primeira a aparecer foi a PRESSA, apenas a três passos de uma pedra. &lt;br /&gt;
Depois escutou-se a FÉ discutindo com Deus, no céu, sobre zoologia. &lt;br /&gt;
Sentiu-se vibrar a PAIXÃO e o DESEJO nos vulcões. &lt;br /&gt;
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Em um descuido, a LOUCURA encontrou a inveja e claro, pôde deduzir onde estava o TRIUNFO. O EGOÍSMO, não teve nem que procurá-lo: ele sozinho saiu disparado do seu esconderijo, que na verdade era um ninho de vespas. &lt;br /&gt;
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De tanto caminhar a LOUCURA sentiu sede e ao aproximar-se de um lago, descobriu a BELEZA. ADÚVIDA foi mais fácil ainda, pois a encontrou sentada sobre uma cerca sem decidir de que lado esconder-se. &lt;br /&gt;
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E assim foi encontrando a todos. O TALENTO entre a erva fresca, a ANGÚSTIA em uma cova escura, a MENTIRA atrás do arca-íris (mentira, na verdade estava no fundo do oceano) e até o ESQUECIMENTO, que já havia esquecido que estava brincando de esconde-esconde. &lt;br /&gt;
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Apenas o Amor não aparecia em nenhum local. &lt;br /&gt;
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A LOUCURA procurou atrás de cada árvore, em baixo de cada rocha do planeta e em cima das montanhas. Quando estava a ponto de dar-se pôr vencida, encontrou um roseiral.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pegou uma forquilha e começou a mover os ramos, quando, no mesmo instante, escutou um doloroso grito. Os espinhos tinham ferido o AMOR nos olhos. &lt;br /&gt;
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A LOUCURA não sabia o que fazer para desculpar-se. &lt;br /&gt;
Chorou, rezou, implorou, pediu perdão e até prometeu ser seu guia. &lt;br /&gt;
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Quero que cada um de vocês mostra o que trouxe o resto da sala de aula&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro aluno disse: &quot;Eu trouxe esta flor magnífica, florida, bonita, não é lindo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O segundo estudante levantou-se e disse: &quot;Eu peguei esta linda borboleta Veja a cor de suas asas, vou colocar as borboletas na minha coleção eu tenho em minha casa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O terceiro estudante também disse: &quot;Eu vi um ninho em uma árvore com este pombo ave Ele caiu do ninho com um &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cantinhoamigo.net.br/loja.htm&quot;&gt;irmãozinho&lt;/a&gt;, não são graciosos e bonitos.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim cada um o resto dos alunos foram colocando na mesa o que eles estavam reunidos no pátio da escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após a exposição de cada um dos alunos em sala de aula, o professor notou com preocupação que um estudante que tinha trazido nada e que tinha permanecido calado o tempo todo sem dizer uma palavra. Ela tinha vergonha, pois nada foi levado para a exposição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O professor então se apressou para o aluno e perguntou: &quot;Ok, por que você não trazer nada E o estudante respondeu timidamente, em seguida, o professor da seguinte forma:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Desculpe professor. Vi a flor linda e maravilhosa, pensei em começar, mais preferiu deixá-lo no lugar, para que o seu perfume exalar mais cheiro e coloque o envelope. Vi a borboleta com as suas muitas cores maravilhosas, cores suaves, ela parecia tão feliz e contente que eu não tive a coragem ou o valor de preso em minhas mãos. E eu vi o pássaro pequeno bebê caído na terra entre as folhas, mas .... a escalar a árvore, olhando nota triste de sua mãe, e optou por retornar com seu irmão mais novo ao ninho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, um professor, trago comigo o perfume da flor, a sensação de liberdade da borboleta voando livre no ar, ea eterna gratidão eu senti ao ver a mãe dos pássaros .....¿ Como eu posso mostrar o traje?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O professor então começou a grande mensagem do seu aluno, e colocar a nota máxima, pois ela era a única aluna que se sentiu dentro de si que ....&quot; Só podemos encontrar o amor em seu coração. &quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monaangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1855911269611548482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monaangel.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-que-e-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030506582597926765/posts/default/1855911269611548482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030506582597926765/posts/default/1855911269611548482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monaangel.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-que-e-o-amor.html' title='O que é o Amor?'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05499504368913908379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6SJD23TjYbaz8UFHd8xgsxeWU8SBscuVZ9g6o_xVJzQwdiUtlcB6aRlVNgNmQ9sC-yNMHkclWsnHpCz2eBpetL77s-fwZcYGB0VD_1JRD3Qj3XFYDet8neT-Sh4Z1EpbZ-h57F1aZUsOb/s72-c/reflexao-1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030506582597926765.post-4013373936736312245</id><published>2011-09-22T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T07:55:52.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>felicidad_la</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cantinhoamigo.net.br/felicidad_la.htm&quot;&gt;felicidad_la&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo a aprender ...&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... quando você está apaixonado, ele mostra ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... uma pessoa dizendo: &quot;meu dia&quot; ... Ele fez o meu dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... Eu sempre posso rezar por alguém quando não tenho outra maneira de ajudar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... não importa quão sério a vida exige que você seja, todo mundo precisa de um amigo você pode rir em voz alta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... que algumas vezes tudo o que precisamos é de uma mão para segurar e um coração para entender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... que a vida é como uma espiral. Quanto mais próximo o fim, mais rápido você anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... que o dinheiro não pode comprar classe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... essas pequenas coisas que acontecem diariamente, são o que tornam a vida espetacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... que, sob o revestimento duro de pessoas, há alguém que quer ser apreciado e amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... Deus não fez tudo em um dia ... faz-me pensar que posso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... ignorar o fato de que ... não muda os fatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... o amor não é o tempo ... que cura todas as feridas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... que cada pessoa que você conhece merece ser presenteado com um sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... ninguém é perfeito ... até que você se apaixonar por alguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... que as oportunidades nunca são perdidas, alguém levar o que você deixou para gastar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... deve-se dizer palavras suaves e ternas, porque mais tarde você pode ter que confessar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... um sorriso é a maneira mais barata de olhar muito melhor ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... Eu não posso escolher como me sinto, mas posso escolher o que fazer sobre isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... todo mundo quer estar no topo da montanha, mas toda felicidade e experiências agradáveis, ocorrem durante a escalada para ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi ... estamos rodeados de bons amigos, você tem que cultivá-las e nunca deixá-los morrer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FELICIDADE É UMA VIAGEM, NÃO UM DESTINO!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monaangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4013373936736312245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monaangel.blogspot.com/2011/09/felicidadla.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030506582597926765/posts/default/4013373936736312245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030506582597926765/posts/default/4013373936736312245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monaangel.blogspot.com/2011/09/felicidadla.html' title='felicidad_la'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05499504368913908379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030506582597926765.post-2500125319540951547</id><published>2011-09-15T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:52:37.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantinho amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luz do seu olhar brilho do seu ser&lt;br /&gt;Carrinho do seu gestos&lt;br /&gt;Sua mão que se estende para dar&lt;br /&gt;Seu ser pouco a receber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em um pensamento é capaz de abrasar o mundo&lt;br /&gt;Mas o mundo não é capaz de abraçar uma só&lt;br /&gt;Assim leva a vida a esperar sem se cansar &lt;br /&gt;Porque seu coração é tão grande&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que para viver feliz&lt;br /&gt;Tem que ser forte e grande &lt;br /&gt;Nem que seu coração poderá sangrar &lt;br /&gt;E ate ficar mudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso que é luz&lt;br /&gt;Força e vontade de ser&lt;br /&gt;Um ser humano completo&lt;br /&gt;Sem errar em dizer que é&lt;br /&gt;Um ser humano chamado mulher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cantinhoamigo.net.br/&quot;&gt;Cantinho amigo&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monaangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2500125319540951547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monaangel.blogspot.com/2011/09/cantinho-amigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030506582597926765/posts/default/2500125319540951547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030506582597926765/posts/default/2500125319540951547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monaangel.blogspot.com/2011/09/cantinho-amigo.html' title='Cantinho amigo'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05499504368913908379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030506582597926765.post-532347105163461796</id><published>2011-09-13T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T19:31:39.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Una Rosa Blu</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width=&quot;425&quot; 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