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S. Freud</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>381</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Hysteriquices" /><feedburner:info uri="hysteriquices" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMDQn4_eyp7ImA9WxVXFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-7702220667023060666</id><published>2009-02-15T08:00:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:31:13.043-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-15T08:31:13.043-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fim" /><title>foi bom estar com vocês,  brincar com vocês e etcétera.</title><summary type="html">Querido (s) Leitor (es),Este blog completa três anos, ou dois e pouco, e já cumpriu sua missão - esqueci qual era, mas tenho certeza que chegou lá, ou quase.Enfim, encerramos por aqui. Enquanto salvo alguns dos textos, esse espaço fica temporariamente on line - "congelado" é um bom termo. Como a preguiça domina, talvez isso dure um tempo. Depois, sai do ar. Reprise não faz muito meu estilo.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/jJzEkZQ_sEY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/7702220667023060666/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=7702220667023060666&amp;isPopup=true" title="14 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7702220667023060666?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7702220667023060666?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/jJzEkZQ_sEY/foi-bom-estar-com-voces-brincar-com.html" title="foi bom estar com vocês,  brincar com vocês e etcétera." /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/02/foi-bom-estar-com-voces-brincar-com.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUACRXo7eSp7ImA9WxVXFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-7693755139585878780</id><published>2009-02-14T23:42:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:09:24.401-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-14T23:09:24.401-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poesia" /><title>de todos</title><summary type="html">De todos os países,De todas as línguas,De todos os medos,De todos as melancolias,De toda a nudez,De toda a poesia,De todos os ultrajes,De todos os mares,Só aquilo restou.Um pedaço de pano and a litlle bit of your soul.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/dEscvREZtPo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/7693755139585878780/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=7693755139585878780&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7693755139585878780?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7693755139585878780?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/dEscvREZtPo/de-todos.html" title="de todos" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/SZd2lCmlgvI/AAAAAAAAAaw/-KclyGOhugo/s72-c/kiss.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/02/de-todos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAAR3c7fip7ImA9WxVQEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-3587850821414879320</id><published>2009-01-29T18:19:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:25:46.906-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-29T18:25:46.906-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="literatura" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quotes" /><title>that old thing, love</title><summary type="html">"Quando choraste foi só por ti, e não pela admirável impossibilidade de te juntares a ela através da diferença que vos separa.De toda a história reténs apenas determinadas palavras que ela disse no sono, essas palavras dizem aquilo que te atingiu: Doença da morte.Depressa desistes, deixas de a procurar, nem na cidade, nem na noite, nem no dia.No entanto, assim pudeste viver este amor da única &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/yHcEFneKio8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/3587850821414879320/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=3587850821414879320&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/3587850821414879320?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/3587850821414879320?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/yHcEFneKio8/that-old-thing-love.html" title="that old thing, love" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/SYIQeiFK-kI/AAAAAAAAAag/OgxWDioPdGo/s72-c/14_03_2008_0906162001205444806_dariusz_klimczak.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-old-thing-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QGRHozeip7ImA9WxVWE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-4279201681000715179</id><published>2009-01-17T19:14:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:42:05.482-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-22T17:42:05.482-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poesia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celan" /><title>Tübingen, Janeiro</title><summary type="html">Olhos con-vertidos à cegueira.A sua - "sãoum enigma as purasorigens" -, a suamemória de torres de Hölderlin flutuando no esvoaçarde gaivotas.Marceneiros afogados visitandoestaspalavras a afundarem-se:Se viesse,Se viesse um homem,Se viesse um homem ao mundo, hoje, coma barba de luz dospatriarcas: só poderia,se falasse destetempo, sópoderiabalbuciar, balbuciarsempre, sempre,só, só.("Pallaksch. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/8QBoqay7a-4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/4279201681000715179/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=4279201681000715179&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/4279201681000715179?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/4279201681000715179?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/8QBoqay7a-4/jornais-egpcios-clamam-vai-tomar-banho.html" title="Tübingen, Janeiro" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/SaG3jgwwYeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/5TwsrmilzUc/s72-c/111-18%5B1%5D+foto+manuelsilva.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/jornais-egpcios-clamam-vai-tomar-banho.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08GRHo5eSp7ImA9WxVREEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-5011799200742140177</id><published>2009-01-14T19:04:00.016-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:50:25.421-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-15T15:50:25.421-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cinema" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bliss" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="textos" /><title>vicky, cristina e eu</title><summary type="html">(cuidado: texto com spoilers, muitos spoilers!)-O filme é incrível!!!- Incrível.- A música, os diálogos...- Incrível.- Você se identificou com qual personagem?- Hmmm... eu??O filme em questão era Vicky Cristina Barcelona, o que tornou a pergunta altamente constrangedora e me fez gaguejar por alguns segundos . VCB é um mini-tratado sobre a paixão e o amor, terrenos clássicos da patetice humana. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/T9T0ePQYU80" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/5011799200742140177/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=5011799200742140177&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/5011799200742140177?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/5011799200742140177?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/T9T0ePQYU80/vicky-cristina-e-eu.html" title="vicky, cristina e eu" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/vicky-cristina-e-eu.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQMRn0-fip7ImA9WxVWE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-5441773307019048160</id><published>2009-01-14T16:18:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:53:07.356-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-22T16:53:07.356-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poesia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celan" /><title>Os Anos de Ti para Mim</title><summary type="html">O teu cabelo volta a ondular-se quando choro. Com o azul dos                                                            teus olhospões a mesa do nosso amor: uma cama entre o verão e o                                                            outono.Bebemos o que alguém preparou, que não era eu, nem tu, nem                                                            um terceiro:sorvemos um último &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/lK7FhtJWa4U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/5441773307019048160/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=5441773307019048160&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/5441773307019048160?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/5441773307019048160?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/lK7FhtJWa4U/os-anos-de-ti-para-mim.html" title="Os Anos de Ti para Mim" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/os-anos-de-ti-para-mim.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8GQHs4fip7ImA9WxVSGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-6523994140724532936</id><published>2009-01-12T21:47:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:50:21.536-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-12T22:50:21.536-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politik" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gaza" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="utilidade pública" /><title>Shmnistim, Israeli Conscientious Objectors</title><summary type="html">Jovens israelenses com idade para servir o Exército que se recusam por não concordar com a política nacional em relação aos palestinos. Pela recusa, estão presos. Para assinar a carta que pede a libertaçao dos shministim acesse www.december18th.orgWatch the video, sign the letter.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/SGQifLcnp7s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/6523994140724532936/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=6523994140724532936&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/6523994140724532936?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/6523994140724532936?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/SGQifLcnp7s/shmnistim-israeli-conscientious.html" title="Shmnistim, Israeli Conscientious Objectors" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/shmnistim-israeli-conscientious.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEDRH0zeCp7ImA9WxVSF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-5128308675675046360</id><published>2009-01-11T17:55:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:51:15.380-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-11T19:51:15.380-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politik" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gaza" /><title>e por fim</title><summary type="html">A propósito dos posts - "torrenciais", segundo as más línguas - sobre Gaza, um amigo fez a seguinte observação: "Anna querida, estão interessantes e etcétera, mas pecam pelo, hm, excesso de credibilidade dado ao Hamas".Fiquei pensando nisso e achei importante esclarecer as coisas para os milhares de leitores que me acompanham diariamente.O argumento do dito amigo era de que "ok, o Hamas foi &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/j3d0lvybVwo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/5128308675675046360/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=5128308675675046360&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/5128308675675046360?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/5128308675675046360?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/j3d0lvybVwo/e-por-fim.html" title="e por fim" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/e-por-fim.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AFRHY4fyp7ImA9WxVSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-5018680312896788633</id><published>2009-01-09T23:17:00.010-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:41:55.837-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-09T23:41:55.837-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politik" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gaza" /><title>Judeus ortodoxos protestam contra Israel e a favor dos palestinos</title><summary type="html"> Jerusalém, 28/07/08 - Protesto de judeus ortodoxos contra a demolição de lares palestinos em Jerusalém. O cartaz convoca as organizações de direitos humanos para intervir imediatamente e socorrer os irmãos palestinos do cativeiro dos sionistas.Nova York, judeu ortodoxo carrega um cartaz que afirma ser mandamento da Torá que os palestinos tenham direito a autodeterminação de seu povo, governo, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/VSYG-RH8L5g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/5018680312896788633/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=5018680312896788633&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/5018680312896788633?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/5018680312896788633?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/VSYG-RH8L5g/judeus-ortodoxos-protestam-contra.html" title="Judeus ortodoxos protestam contra Israel e a favor dos palestinos" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/SWf7yPCNg9I/AAAAAAAAAZk/ofRUgtNCvrU/s72-c/4-28july%2520mfz%2520beit%2520hanina0111111.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/judeus-ortodoxos-protestam-contra.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkANSXc6cCp7ImA9WxVSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-4993123250693868461</id><published>2009-01-09T23:00:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T02:13:18.918-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-10T02:13:18.918-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politik" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gaza" /><title>Terrorismo justifica terrorismo de Estado?</title><summary type="html">&amp;lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&amp;gt;     Normal   0   21         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &amp;lt;![endif]--&amp;gt;&amp;lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&amp;gt;     &amp;lt;![endif]--&amp;gt;&amp;lt;!--[if !mso]&amp;gt;  st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }  &amp;lt;![endif]--&amp;gt; &amp;lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Georgia; 	panose-1:2 4 5 2 5 4 5 2 3 3; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:roman; 	mso-font-pitch&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/vSCY1V-Q6pg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/4993123250693868461/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=4993123250693868461&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/4993123250693868461?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/4993123250693868461?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/vSCY1V-Q6pg/contentword.html" title="Terrorismo justifica terrorismo de Estado?" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/contentword.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04NQ3w_eip7ImA9WxVSFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-9201445126652596439</id><published>2009-01-09T11:59:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T15:26:32.242-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-09T15:26:32.242-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politik" /><title>Sem olhos em Gaza **</title><summary type="html">Escrevo para responder um comentário feito por um leitor ao texto de ontem. Suas colocações devem encontrar eco em muita gente, então nada mais justo do que abrir a discussão em um post separado. Decidi por reproduzir o comentário por partes, num esquema "pergunta/ resposta". Peço desculpas ao comentarista por "picotar" seu comentário, mas ele entenderá minhas boas intenções didáticas:"- o que &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/4VmdNkfRT5A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/9201445126652596439/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=9201445126652596439&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/9201445126652596439?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/9201445126652596439?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/4VmdNkfRT5A/escrevo-para-responder-um-comentrio.html" title="Sem olhos em Gaza **" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/escrevo-para-responder-um-comentrio.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMFSH85fip7ImA9WxVSFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-7578780252822457077</id><published>2009-01-08T21:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:30:19.126-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-08T21:30:19.126-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="melancolia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="música" /><title>and, God? just one more thing...</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/2jrP1Qn_G0g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/7578780252822457077/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=7578780252822457077&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7578780252822457077?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7578780252822457077?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/2jrP1Qn_G0g/and-god-just-one-more-thing.html" title="and, God? just one more thing..." /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-god-just-one-more-thing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkENRHc7eip7ImA9WxVSFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-7899686852569538903</id><published>2009-01-08T16:15:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:51:35.902-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-08T21:51:35.902-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politik" /><title>Gaza, a Shoah dos palestinos</title><summary type="html">Tentei mas não dá pra "fazer o Obama" e assobiar pro lado, torcendo para que ninguém pergunte sua opinião. Tudo bem que ninguém perguntou a minha, mas vou dar mesmo assim. Democracia, ora bolas.Tenho acompanhado o conflito diariamente através da cobertura do Estadão, que aliás é de primeira linha. O enviado especial, Gustavo Chacra, realmente fez o dever de casa e entende do riscado. Conhece a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/V1MqDPuRVdY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/7899686852569538903/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=7899686852569538903&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7899686852569538903?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7899686852569538903?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/V1MqDPuRVdY/gaza-shoah-dos-palestinos.html" title="Gaza, a Shoah dos palestinos" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/gaza-shoah-dos-palestinos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMBR3c_eip7ImA9WxVSE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-5296923223174751059</id><published>2009-01-07T20:43:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:47:36.942-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-07T20:47:36.942-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politik" /><title>Gaza</title><summary type="html">Não, eu não vou abrir minha boca - a não ser para recomendar fortemente  a leitura desse excelente texto de autoria do jornalista Gustavo Chacra.p.s. Tenho acompanhado a cobertura dele no Estadão, mas as fotos de primeira página da Folha são realmente impressionantes.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/tJB-lJAcKtY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/5296923223174751059/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=5296923223174751059&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/5296923223174751059?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/5296923223174751059?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/tJB-lJAcKtY/gaza.html" title="Gaza" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2009/01/gaza.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQMRHs-fSp7ImA9WxRbFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-788877636581066507</id><published>2008-12-02T19:47:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:19:45.555-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-04T22:19:45.555-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="apocalipse" /><title>quem é vivo sempre aparece...</title><summary type="html">...mas quem tá meio viva demora um pouco mais - o tempo de esperar a metade desfalecida vir de lá do quinto dos infernos até o Itaim, ou melhor, até a Vila Olímpia, onde agora eu não só trabalho como também madrugo, almoço, trabalho, janto, cochilo - dormir é pra quem pode - , rezo, xingo,trabalho mais um pouco, tenho taquicardias homéricas, sou confundida com uma samambaia, consigo cinco minutos&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/Dxcykvlgt6A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/788877636581066507/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=788877636581066507&amp;isPopup=true" title="11 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/788877636581066507?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/788877636581066507?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/Dxcykvlgt6A/quem-vivo-sempre-aparece.html" title="quem é vivo sempre aparece..." /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2008/12/quem-vivo-sempre-aparece.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYNQHs-cCp7ImA9WxRXGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-7987303078087508162</id><published>2008-10-25T09:09:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T09:13:11.558-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-25T09:13:11.558-02:00</app:edited><title>nova ordem mundial</title><summary type="html">Mudança no cenário, soft power,  nacionalismos, papel da China e eteceteras sobre a crise:http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/folha/bbc/ult272u460001.shtml&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/NDYZ6RUzTKI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/7987303078087508162/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=7987303078087508162&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7987303078087508162?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7987303078087508162?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/NDYZ6RUzTKI/nova-ordem-mundial.html" title="nova ordem mundial" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2008/10/nova-ordem-mundial.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QAQXc-cCp7ImA9WxRXFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-3071177419926349757</id><published>2008-10-21T21:39:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:29:00.958-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-21T22:29:00.958-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="apocalipse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="economia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politik" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crise" /><title>rainha de copas</title><summary type="html">Há um tempinho atrás, dei a dica de um texto do Zizek sobre o Tibet e a China que havia sido publicado pela Folha,  no caderno Mais!. Fundamentalmente, no texto Zizek lembrava que a razão pela qual o capitalismo balançava mas não caía era sua ligação "intrínseca" com a democracia - como se, no imaginário ocidental, um não existisse sem o outro. Mas aí a China aparece, diz Zizek, e as coisas já &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/DGG7Wz2s93c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/3071177419926349757/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=3071177419926349757&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/3071177419926349757?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/3071177419926349757?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/DGG7Wz2s93c/rainha-de-copas.html" title="rainha de copas" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2008/10/rainha-de-copas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8MRH09eip7ImA9WxRRF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-4402383047926544870</id><published>2008-09-27T14:06:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:28:05.362-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-29T15:28:05.362-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="testemunho" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politik" /><title>O choque e a pós modernidade</title><summary type="html">Já tinha falado disso antes? Se não, perdoem-me.Parece que o choque é o novo talk of the town.Lá atrás Benjamin já tinha falado disso, defendendo  a idéia de que a experiência da modernidade era antes de tudo uma vivência de sucessivos choques, traumática portanto. Releu "Mais além do Princípio do Prazer", de Freud, e traçou uma analogia entre o trauma psíquico, causado por um excesso de &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/QFFjIwWqwOA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/4402383047926544870/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=4402383047926544870&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/4402383047926544870?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/4402383047926544870?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/QFFjIwWqwOA/o-choque-e-ps-modernidade.html" title="O choque e a pós modernidade" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-choque-e-ps-modernidade.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUAQ3k8eyp7ImA9WxRSEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-3590644469986157197</id><published>2008-09-10T09:31:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:37:22.773-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-10T09:37:22.773-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quotes" /><title>the pedant in the kitchen</title><summary type="html">"Seja como for, o que os autores de livros de culinária querem? Salamaleques submissos? Que tipo de relação isso implicaria? Não somos recrutas descascadores de batata, afinal, e eles não podem nos acusar de insolência nem de burrice. Temos de nos lembrar de quem pagou pelo livro de quem. A única maneira de conquistar o respeito deles é nos rebelar. Vamos em frente: faz bem. Provavelmente também &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/OebfJQi6D7w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/3590644469986157197/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=3590644469986157197&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/3590644469986157197?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/3590644469986157197?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/OebfJQi6D7w/pedant-in-kitchen.html" title="the pedant in the kitchen" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2008/09/pedant-in-kitchen.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUINR3Y6eSp7ImA9WxRTGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-7367763408862522361</id><published>2008-09-09T13:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:26:36.811-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-09T13:26:36.811-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="música" /><title>maps - yyy</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/-AWUxQ0xf-M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/7367763408862522361/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=7367763408862522361&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7367763408862522361?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/7367763408862522361?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/-AWUxQ0xf-M/maps-yyy.html" title="maps - yyy" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2008/09/maps-yyy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYER3k7eip7ImA9WxRTFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-4258837055762067608</id><published>2008-09-05T21:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:05:06.702-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-05T22:05:06.702-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ellus" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moda" /><title>underwater</title><summary type="html">Vídeo da campanha Verão 2009 da Ellus em clima subaquático. Dá vontade de pular dentro do filme e nadar junto com os modelos - ops, com O Modelo  ;-)     &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/5TpZPrqgqoo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/4258837055762067608/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=4258837055762067608&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/4258837055762067608?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/4258837055762067608?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/5TpZPrqgqoo/underwater.html" title="underwater" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2008/09/underwater.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UESHg7eip7ImA9WxRTE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-8682498189323482707</id><published>2008-09-01T22:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:33:29.602-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-01T22:33:29.602-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="apocalipse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="música" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="youtube" /><title>(sooner or later) god´s gonna cut you down</title><summary type="html">Dica da minha xará. Coloquei no repeat aqui. Vizinhos já estão me xingando.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/U9iUbWmO_mU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/8682498189323482707/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=8682498189323482707&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/8682498189323482707?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/8682498189323482707?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/U9iUbWmO_mU/sooner-or-later-gods-gonna-cut-you-down.html" title="(sooner or later) god´s gonna cut you down" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2008/09/sooner-or-later-gods-gonna-cut-you-down.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYMR3w6cSp7ImA9WxRTE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-984936560820543103</id><published>2008-09-01T21:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:09:46.219-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-01T21:09:46.219-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bobagens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="links" /><title>cat person</title><summary type="html">Disso eu já sabia há anos. Sou uma visionária mesmo.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/a1utZ2jVEQw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/984936560820543103/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=984936560820543103&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/984936560820543103?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/984936560820543103?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/a1utZ2jVEQw/cat-person.html" title="cat person" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2008/09/cat-person.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIDSH87eyp7ImA9WxRTE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-789974378938087884</id><published>2008-09-01T20:44:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:59:39.103-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-01T20:59:39.103-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tédio" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="palavra e imagem" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lacanagens" /><title>sem inspiração</title><summary type="html">Reza a lenda que Freud recusou-se a transpor para o cinema seus casos clínicos justificando que, depois de passar uma vida inteira dedicando-se a transformar imagens em palavras, não poderia, no final dela, fazer o caminho inverso e embaralhar tudo de novo.Na clínica, nada poderia fazer mais sentido...................................................................................................&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/iNqZ-rMQiOo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/789974378938087884/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=789974378938087884&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/789974378938087884?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/789974378938087884?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/iNqZ-rMQiOo/sem-inspirao.html" title="sem inspiração" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/SLx-rucWghI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-SFEqfAqeqA/s72-c/2692412281_3b2e69486e.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2008/09/sem-inspirao.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MFQHw9fSp7ImA9WxRTFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8200779952797868859.post-1454852852677550336</id><published>2008-08-29T00:20:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:36:51.265-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-04T10:36:51.265-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="melancolia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="epigramas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="textos" /><title>a fumaça das palavras (looping)</title><summary type="html">Doze cigarros até agora. Meio maço. Anéis espiralados de fumaça e o vestígio de mim em algum lugar. Algum.Vinte e dois meses, vinte e dois dias e seis horas - tanto tempo que insiste em não passar. Você odiava meu cigarro, mas adorava me ver com um entre os dedos. Sexy, você dizia. E melancólica. "Você fica tão bonita quando chora", sussurrou, enxugando as lágrimas que teimavam em correr.Naquele &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~4/kUBssloReDY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/feeds/1454852852677550336/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8200779952797868859&amp;postID=1454852852677550336&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/1454852852677550336?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8200779952797868859/posts/default/1454852852677550336?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Hysteriquices/~3/kUBssloReDY/fumaa-das-palavras-looping_29.html" title="a fumaça das palavras (looping)" /><author><name>carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535802897387559693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/ShslykBMi4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EmhkINiECYs/S220/pelas+costas.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7nOiFyEUxw/SLdtRKuXjZI/AAAAAAAAASw/JZ7pqFU7kIg/s72-c/2157574803_f39ec4ce0d.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://hysteriquices.blogspot.com/2008/08/fumaa-das-palavras-looping_29.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

