<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366</id><updated>2024-09-27T02:24:58.944-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos e Pensamentos</title><subtitle type='html'>&quot;Quando nos propomos a escrever, devemos nos despir da mediocridade que a sociedade nos impõe!!&#xa;Quando nos propomos a viver e ser feliz, temos que nos despir do que a sociedade nos dita como certo!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-9201918276646265119</id><published>2019-11-18T23:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2019-11-18T23:18:03.504-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifício</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/9201918276646265119/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2019/11/sacrificio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/9201918276646265119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/9201918276646265119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2019/11/sacrificio.html' title='Sacrifício'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiEX5cOiwpNuoz5FB2R2PCLmSkCDQoWxf6PjuoXMAvSjRwAaYFPPXbI7Ox7cSHNHgQNT4O_7HIBQHcrLwQc4ySZ9ARhTbytsHiNAfdk3GMq-2ovdsuwwyo5Jt_l4CN4_WYF9j9E8SsBQY/s72-c/teia+de+aranha.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-1654562852020412646</id><published>2019-02-14T22:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2019-02-14T22:38:45.798-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberdade?</title><content type='html'>O que é liberdade?&lt;br /&gt;
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Porque insistir em carregar fardos em que não nos acrescenta absolutamente nada!&lt;/div&gt;
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Para ser livre temos que aprender a deixar a quem amamos, também livres.&lt;/div&gt;
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Não pode ser livre aquele que se agarra a fardos, para ser livre e feliz não podemos nos prender a situações, pessoas ou coisas, não poderá saber o bem que a liberdade trás, sem deixar a quem amamos livres.&lt;/div&gt;
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Como ser livre e seguir o caminho da felicidade, se aceita a imposição do querer do outro, mesmo sabendo que há uma relação doente que os prende e que mesmo o tempo não poderá desvencilhar desta trama?&lt;/div&gt;
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Se faz necessário ter humildade para reconhecer nossas fraquezas e aceitar o apoio de quem nos ama!&lt;/div&gt;
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Coragem para modificar o que não nos faz bem e parar de carregar os fardos que nos fazem mal...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;O MEDO&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, assim como todas as outras coisas que acreditamos, são só &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PENSAMENTOS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; e pensamentos podem ser &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MUDADOS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2451044848279040334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2019/02/passageiro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/2451044848279040334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/2451044848279040334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2019/02/passageiro.html' title='Passageiro'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkylTH0H7nq-kAh07GAe-p0KdTT7ZxcQnZOunprPlBJNYLlFnmogIG5i0LGNbes_k4V1aEximzAvls_gDpURqQJaNQQBmcgKMjSDDvWbyMJ0PluZicO7-35_Utt_RHm3jCSDQEiLPO-5A/s72-c/por+onde+vou+BLOG.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-1519368221125867928</id><published>2019-02-09T01:10:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2019-02-09T01:10:34.713-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Encontro de almas .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Assim é quando duas almas se encontram, a união é perfeita...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como a maçã partida ao meio, seu encaixe perfeito...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;O que será da flor que nasce ao lado da estrada sem chuva...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Assim é uma alma solitária a espera da sua metade...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ser livre para ir em busca da sua vida...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ter liberdade para escolher seu caminho...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fuja desta solidão...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Corra em direção de sua felicidade...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;O universo conspira a nosso favor, a consequência do destino é o amor!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1519368221125867928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2019/02/encontro-de-almas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/1519368221125867928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/1519368221125867928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2019/02/encontro-de-almas.html' title='Encontro de almas .'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb1208j1bPvtqC1hyphenhyphen_Hzk-vK9SpZFRh-9pCdBvkVN-e6I3eL1Ktt6tS4S7qIfH9yw7E5epXo2KR9wi6uyfErqiL8Kplqqv9UxsBXif1HuIG30sISZGmIzExHrs2AmKgJI27knEyBiqlnA/s72-c/GEDC0363.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-792870046976533092</id><published>2019-02-05T12:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2019-02-10T15:38:06.614-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Realidade Brutal</title><content type='html'>&quot;Sinto a dor em meu peito,&lt;br /&gt;
Tirando meu ar...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A tristeza que me invade a alma,&lt;br /&gt;
Como se a escuridão tomasse conta dos meus sentidos..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sinto o amor trancado na garganta querendo voar aos 4 ventos....&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Minha mente pulsa pensamentos...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Meu coração dispara ao te ver...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Minhas mãos tremem....&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A incerteza de um reencontro corroe o meu ser, como um câncer que tira o brilho da vida...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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A esperança é o alimento que mantém a chama acesa.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/792870046976533092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2019/02/realidade-brutal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/792870046976533092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/792870046976533092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2019/02/realidade-brutal.html' title='Realidade Brutal'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-8779269977958241681</id><published>2019-02-04T21:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2019-02-04T21:11:06.133-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Qual é a sua intensão .</title><content type='html'>&quot;Sinto meus pensamentos pulsarem em minha mente...&lt;br /&gt;
Pensamentos que batem sempre na parede intransponível da realidade..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; Sinto o amor preso em meu peito, um nó na garganta o impede de sair e gritar...&lt;br /&gt;
Sentimento de derrota, frustração que invade a alma...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; Sou louco por tua sensibilidade, pele alva e o perfume que invade minha entranhas, provocando uma explosão de desejos, sentimentos incontroláveis...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Serei eu o responsável por este encontro de dois seres que se encaixam... se desejam.&lt;br /&gt;
Viverei na incerteza deste encontro...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Qual sua intensão... viver na solidão acompanhada e deixar a explosão de sentimentos escoar entre seus dedos &lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;As vezes a batalha mais dura é contra si mesmo!!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Somos capazes de feitos extraordinários, em detrimento de outros absurdos!&lt;br /&gt;
Viajamos a lua, descemos as profundezas da terra!&lt;br /&gt;
Mas...&lt;br /&gt;
Quem somos??? &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5073064240565657336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2014/11/quem-somos-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/5073064240565657336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/5073064240565657336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2014/11/quem-somos-nos.html' title='Quem somos nós? '/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-2194394696447725059</id><published>2012-08-05T19:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-08-05T19:32:16.229-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribo ou Sociedade?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quando observamos a sociedade em que vivemos, notamos a presença de &#39;tribos&#39;, mas ao analisar sobre o termo tribo podemos pensar sobre o periodo de transição de tribos para a dita civilização, se assim podemos dizer, nas palavras de Sahlins &quot;...a civilização não é um avanço sôbre a sociedade tribal simplesmente pelo fato do seu poder-dominância. A civilização é um avanço em organização, uma transformação qualitativa do tipo cultural.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;...Uma civilização é uma sociedade especialmente constituída para manter a &quot;lei e a ordem&quot;; a complexidade social e a riqueza cultural da civilização dependem de garantias institucionais de Paz.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Assim, podemos repensar sobre o tipo de sociedade que queremos criar para os nossos netos, pois se faz necessário avaliar o tipo de representantes que queremos no poder, que façam investimentos, não em obras eleitoreiras, mas sim em obras que a sociedade necessita e que correspondam com a realidade de cada região!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2194394696447725059/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/08/tribo-ou-sociedade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/2194394696447725059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/2194394696447725059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/08/tribo-ou-sociedade.html' title='Tribo ou Sociedade?'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-4439789229647656805</id><published>2012-07-25T21:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-07-25T21:16:44.102-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A singela força da natureza!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&quot;És a mais bela entre todas, serás sempre o perfume de minha vida, continue a nutrir as almas perdidas, que sirva de luz para os que andam na escuridão, permaneça forte, pois é a tua força que mantém a vida andando o seu curso natural!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4439789229647656805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-singela-forca-da-natureza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/4439789229647656805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/4439789229647656805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-singela-forca-da-natureza.html' title='A singela força da natureza!'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHWqfpYHz9DBhkVBwYdTRM4TNnbbpyNodZQA4nP9b56WJxyw6wvAGH8C3TropPi3FjZBZXZcSN9fYESrkLxDUdSdF2Hzex2x9__KNnWi5BIPngJvomYP4lxI7XiKXuwldlXElUvjfoA50/s72-c/GEDC0044.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-4546383492305411578</id><published>2012-07-17T21:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-07-17T21:25:45.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Criaturas do mundo moderno!</title><content type='html'>Somos criaturas desonestas...&lt;br /&gt;
Não mostramos quem realmente somos, mas sim quem desejamos ser...&lt;br /&gt;
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Somos criação de uma sociedade capitalista...&lt;br /&gt;
Usamos máscaras que condizem com o momento...&lt;br /&gt;
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Representamos papéis diariamente e aplaudimos atores que interpretam personagens...&lt;br /&gt;
A vida é bela, maravilhosa...Não precisa de toda uma construção material para realizar o sonho de ser feliz, basta aceitar o que tem e o que esta ao seu alcance...&lt;br /&gt;
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Mas vivemos uma sociedade capitalista...ser feliz com o que tem não tráz prazer...&lt;br /&gt;
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Será????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4546383492305411578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/07/criaturas-do-mundo-moderno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/4546383492305411578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/4546383492305411578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/07/criaturas-do-mundo-moderno.html' title='Criaturas do mundo moderno!'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-6161613788009240495</id><published>2012-03-26T20:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-26T20:14:28.316-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Somos Loucos???</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Desafiamos a vida constantemente...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Somos herdeiros dos sonhos de nossos pais...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nutrimos os desejos de uma sociedade que espera apenas que sigamos o ritmo por ela imposto...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quando resolvemos sair do dito caminho normal, somos chamados de loucos...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mas quem são os loucos, os que tomam a vida nas mãos, e com&amp;nbsp;rédeas firmes não deixa ela tomar o rumo que o vento leva, ou aqueles que caminham no mesmo sentido que andam todos, em ritmo marcado, TUM tum,&amp;nbsp;TUM tum, TUM tum...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quero não ser prisioneiro da vida, quero não ser mais&amp;nbsp;guiado pelos costumes da dita sociedade correta, quero não ser...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O quero...é ser feliz, despreocupado de como sou visto pela sociedade, desprecocupado...apenas desprecocupado...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sou louco...?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Pode até ser que sim...mas quem não deseja ser???&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Apenas temos medo de&amp;nbsp;por em prática&amp;nbsp;nossos verdadeiros sonhos e desejos!!!!&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6161613788009240495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/03/somos-loucos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/6161613788009240495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/6161613788009240495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/03/somos-loucos.html' title='Somos Loucos???'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-6162606508543196023</id><published>2012-02-05T19:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-07-17T21:18:37.117-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prisioneiros do nosso tempo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Somos prisoneiros do tempo em que vivemos, mas não somos prisioneiros da imposição social que vivemos, nos permitimos ser, por comodismo, pois por falta de opção, mente quem faz esta afirmativa...&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Permitimos viver em pequenos presidios, por não melhor escolher quem nos representará, aceitamos a prerrogativa de votar no &quot;menos pior&quot;, por não exigir que tenhamos os melhores para lá estar, aceitamos uma sociedade desigual, por não sermos justos e honestos conosco.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Somos prisioneiros da falta de moral implantada&amp;nbsp;por seres que desenvolvem a inteligência, mas esquecem a compaixão, a humildade, honestidade.&amp;nbsp;A necessidade pelo material é prioridade, tenhamos bens, deixemos de lado a educação, pois ela não nos colocará em uma posição de evidencia na sociedade.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mulheres e homens, somos causadores de nossos próprios infortunios, se desejamos ter uma sociedade justa, façamos nós nossa parte, de nada adianta trasnferir a responsabilidade à terceiros se nós jogamos nosso lixo no chão, se carregamos sentimentos e pensamentos negativos, ao invés de ver o que tem de positivo em tudo o que nos ocorre, e sempre há, basta mudar o nosso olhar!&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Seí que não podemos mudar o inicio, mas podemos mudar o final!&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Elisa Lucinda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6162606508543196023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/02/prisioneiros-do-nosso-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/6162606508543196023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/6162606508543196023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/02/prisioneiros-do-nosso-tempo.html' title='Prisioneiros do nosso tempo!'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-5590921610074114154</id><published>2012-02-05T19:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T19:01:09.504-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tic Tac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Tic Tac pensamentos se debatem na mente...&lt;br /&gt;
procure os melhores, pois são eles que guiam nossos passos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Tic Tac o tempo esta passando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
o que você tem feito??&lt;br /&gt;
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Tic Tac palavras jogadas ao léu...&lt;br /&gt;
o que você tem prometido??&lt;br /&gt;
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Tic Tac sonhos perdidos...&lt;br /&gt;
tenha atitude, você pode realizar seus sonhos!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Tic Tac...&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5590921610074114154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/02/tic-tac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/5590921610074114154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/5590921610074114154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/02/tic-tac.html' title='Tic Tac'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-69053082395778229</id><published>2012-01-25T21:37:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:37:46.480-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Qual seu sonho???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;messageBody&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_exposed_root text_exposed&quot;&gt;
Triste é o homem que não consegue sonhar...&lt;br /&gt; Triste é o homem que não tem objetivos...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Somos movidos por energia e objetivos...&lt;br /&gt; Sonhos...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;São o inicio da nossa caminhada, o proposito de nosso suor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_hide&quot;&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt; Familia e amigos, são como os galhos de uma arvore, quanto mais frondosa, mais frutos produz, sinal de mais saude...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;Devemos suar para conquistar nossos objetivos, junto com o lazer...&lt;br /&gt;De nada adianta trabalhar, conquistar e não conseguir saborear as conquistas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;Feliz do homem que vive em plenitude com amor, alegria e saúde...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;Feliz do homem que une lazer e labuta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/69053082395778229/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/01/qual-seu-sonho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/69053082395778229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/69053082395778229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/01/qual-seu-sonho.html' title='Qual seu sonho???'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-245920774876463370</id><published>2012-01-15T23:08:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:08:37.779-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O que procuramos???</title><content type='html'>Somos naufragos neste mundo massificado...&lt;br /&gt;
Procuramos entender o que não tem o que entender...&lt;br /&gt;
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Somos loucos neste mundo doente...&lt;br /&gt;
Procuramos por médicos, mas não precisamos deles...&lt;br /&gt;
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Será o fim do mundo que cria esta representação desviada do real???&lt;br /&gt;
Mas o que&amp;nbsp;é real neste mundo cheio de imagens criadas?&lt;br /&gt;
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Seremos nós a criação de algo mais poderoso??&lt;br /&gt;
Ou os criadores de algo que nos representa ser mais poderoso???&lt;br /&gt;
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Teremos nós as respostas para tantos questionamentos??&lt;br /&gt;
Questionamentos feitos por quem???&lt;br /&gt;
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O ser humano é um ser interessante, pois cria perguntas para suas próprias respostas...&lt;br /&gt;
Apenas não sabe disto!!!&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/245920774876463370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-que-procuramos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/245920774876463370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/245920774876463370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-que-procuramos.html' title='O que procuramos???'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-7652473915267293917</id><published>2011-12-26T21:17:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T21:17:31.160-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;messageBody&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;text_exposed_root text_exposed&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Sonho em ter um sonho bom...&lt;br /&gt; Ter um sonho bom é o que eu sonho..&lt;br /&gt; Um bom sonho faz com que eu acorde bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Acordar bem, após uma boa noite com bons sonhos é o que eu sonho...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ter um bom sonho e correr atráz para concretizá-lo é um bom objetivo...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Para se ter um objetivo e correr atráz para concretizá-lo, começa com um bom sonho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sonho em ter um bom sonho...&lt;br /&gt; Ter um sonho bom é o que eu sonho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7652473915267293917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/12/sonhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/7652473915267293917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/7652473915267293917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/12/sonhos.html' title='Sonhos??'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-6607583238034631741</id><published>2011-12-18T23:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T21:19:49.693-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;messageBody&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;O silêncio me é enlouquecer, pois é nele que ouço meus pensamentos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;messageBody&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;É no silêncio que se ouve a alma falar...&lt;br /&gt; É no silêncio que entendemos como é bom poder ouvir e falar...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mas não há necessidade de sons para que possamos nos comunicar..&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Basta o sentimento reciproco...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
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Basta estar em paz...&lt;br /&gt; E deixar o espirito voar...&lt;/div&gt;
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São os sonhos que alimentam nossa alma...&lt;br /&gt;
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Idealizamos...&lt;br /&gt;
São os ideais que nos movem...&lt;br /&gt;
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Objetivos...&lt;br /&gt;
Eles alimentam nosso desejo de querer mais...&lt;br /&gt;
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Conquistas...&lt;br /&gt;
Nos fazem felizes...&lt;br /&gt;
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Mas pensemos...&lt;br /&gt;
Através dos sonhos idealizamos nossos objetivos, as conquistas são os premios, entretanto são conquistas para quem?&lt;br /&gt;
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Para valorizar minha capacidade de superação, para mostrar que posso ser melhor??&lt;br /&gt;
Posso afirmar que cada objetivo conquistado foi para o meu ego e não para me destacar perante a uma sociedade que é formada por imagens distorcidas do que é real???&lt;br /&gt;
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Somos o que realmente queremos ser ou representamos uma imagem???&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2073506060531107500/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/12/somos-o-que-queremos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/2073506060531107500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/2073506060531107500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/12/somos-o-que-queremos.html' title='Somos o que queremos?'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-274856105241568759</id><published>2011-11-23T19:32:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T19:55:39.333-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Assim querem os nossos representantes!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt; Há algum tempo que observo os conhecidos, familiares e amigos conversarem sobre os absurdos que assistimos nos canais de comunicação, sobre o descaso do Estado perante a saúde, a educação e a segurança pública, sabemos o que DEVE ser feito, entretanto, também sabemos que não será feito, pois, infelizmente, somos obrigados a eleger representantes, que deveriam desenvolver projetos para melhorar a sociedade, mas o que vemos são pessoas despreparadas, muitos mal sabem escrever, quanto mais interpretar uma lei, recebendo salários astronômicos e debatendo com os colegas, formas de como melhorar sua&amp;nbsp;imagem perante ao eleitor, ou seja, utilizando da máquina pública para criar uma imagem que não é verdadeira.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hoje, colhemos frutos que foram plantados por nós mesmos, acredito que a democracia existente no Brasil, não mais, seja a justa, pois as decisões são tomadas por uma minoria, enquanto a maioria sofre. Quanto aos discursos de fome zero, miséria zero que são repetidos de peito aberto, veremos sim, enormes cifras serem desviadas dos cofres públicos para os bolsos de quem menos tem direito, veremos sim, cifras absurdas serem gastas em obras que não terão utilidade após a copa de 2014, ou poderemos esperar que depois da copa, os hospitais e postos de saúde que hoje se encontram sucateados, estarão em condições de uso por nós????&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Os jovens que são o futuro do país, mal sabem quem é o seu prefeito, quanto mais o senador, deputado federal ou estadual que representa nossa região, eu sinto falta de ver a juventude discutindo sobre o futuro do Brasil, sinto falta da juventude interessada em saber por que tal verba foi gasta na reforma de uma praça e não em uma escola ou posto de saúde, sinto falta de ver a juventude mobilizada e não estagnada, em frente a computadores escrevendo pensamentos que em nada contribuem para o desenvolvimento do pensar, escrever é ótimo, mas primeiro temos que aprender a pensar o que e como escrever!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/274856105241568759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/11/assim-querem-os-nossos-representantes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/274856105241568759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/274856105241568759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/11/assim-querem-os-nossos-representantes.html' title='Assim querem os nossos representantes!!!'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-6131650005089242645</id><published>2011-10-09T21:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:23:08.391-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A que ponto chegamos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As vezes me pego viajando no mundo dos pensamentos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;não há lugar melhor, pois ele nos leva a lugares maravilhosos, sentimentos que vão e vem...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me pergunto:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Por que é tão dificil transpor estes pensamentos em palavras?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;- Por que as palavras que descrevem tais visões, sentimentos não surgem para me auxiliar a transpô-las para o papel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas não me permito desistir, insisto na tentativa, quase nula, de escrever o que sinto, que vejo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Palavras ao léu, é como as vejo, algumas se conectam, outras se perdem no contexto...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas será possível conseguir descrever o que realmente sentimos, ou quem sabe ler o comportamento das pessoas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nosso mundo&amp;nbsp;se comunica através de simbolos, infelizmente, uma simbologia voltada ao consumo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Belo seria se pudessemos entender a simbologia das palavras, que estão a cada dia mais abreviadas, devido a aceleração da tecnologia, será que chegaremos ao ponto de ao invés de falarmos:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Bom dia! Tudo bem com você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falaremos:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;BD ! Td bem c/ vc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será o fim de pessoas que pensam, estaremos fadados há uma sociedade alienada, que somente seguirá os ditames impostos pela massificação!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6131650005089242645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/10/que-ponto-chegamos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/6131650005089242645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/6131650005089242645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/10/que-ponto-chegamos.html' title='A que ponto chegamos!'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-2881368294579195847</id><published>2011-09-04T18:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:03:09.709-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Passado ou Futuro? E o Presente?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Futuro, presente e passado três tempos que sempre estão em nosso imaginário...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mas como saber se tomamos o caminho certo, se as nossas escolhas são as corretas, para que o nosso futuro seja melhor, o que significa ter um futuro melhor?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O presente é cheio de tortuosos caminhos e se faz necessário seguir em frente, escolhendo caminhar sem parar, buscando encontrar a felicidade em cada momento, por mais singelo que seja!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Não podemos nos deter em pensamentos sobre o passado, vivendo uma utopia de um futuro melhor, devemos viver um presente intensamente, com ações concretas, para que o futuro seja real e quem sabe melhor!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;Somos infinitos em pensamentos, deixemo-lo viajar por este universo maravilhoso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;Seremos surpreendidos por sensações inexplicáveis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;Encontraremos seres prontos para nos ensinar, prontos para nos mostrar como a generosidade nos alimenta, prontos para nos orientar nos caminhos tortuosos do bem, pois os atalhos nos levam a lugares nefastos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;Somos infinitos em espirito, permita que o amor toque seu coração e sinta a realização de estar sempre pronto para ajudar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;A plenitude de se viver em paz é sentir o peito leve todos os dias, sem amarguras, sem mágoas ou ressentimentos, sentir que se é feliz é o primeiro passo para uma vida vitoriosa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2881368294579195847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/09/futuro-presente-e-passado-tres-tempos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/2881368294579195847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/2881368294579195847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/09/futuro-presente-e-passado-tres-tempos.html' title='Passado ou Futuro? E o Presente?'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7eG6IpssbfYrSV4-7w_d4gyv8-TS3oJ5pmgfmeKij__zrty2NLaXmrWUqiguKGfn46dGmgdKW8LzyDAs2kd55hSpmfWBpLVPgKLjctQuTbns-06Q1Tljs3ex0e4kRdHvtCU5mbe_2qc/s72-c/infinito+lua.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-1498945335406658458</id><published>2011-08-28T20:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T20:35:43.609-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AMIGOS, SENTIMENTOS E MEMÓRIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Vão-se os anos, crescemos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Da escola para a faculdade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Empresas surgem, experiências...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Em meio à estes caminhos conhecemos muitas pessoas, algumas temos mais afinidades, outras nem tanto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Muitas se tornam íntimas, como irmãos aos quais não tivemos, não&amp;nbsp;de sangue, mas como gostaríamos que fosse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;A cada troca de escola, de cadeira na faculdade, de empresa&amp;nbsp;conhecemos mais pessoas, os amigos antigos, alguns tomam outros caminhos e não nos encontramos mais, eles permanecem presentes em nossa memória, nosso sentimento continua vivo, mas surge um descompasso entre nós, pois somos tragados pelo movimento do universo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Universo este que nos leva a caminhos inesperados, nos deparamos com a realidade e amadurecemos, ou acreditamos que...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Entretanto sentimos saudades de velhos sentimentos, perfumes, músicas e até sensações nos fazem lembrar bons momentos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Nos vemos envoltos de um ar nostálgico...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Memórias boas ou ruins, mas sempre de amigos que nos deixaram sua marca, sujeitos que,&amp;nbsp;em minha&amp;nbsp;companhia,&amp;nbsp;atravessaram florestas desconhecidas, temporais intermináveis, desbravaram&amp;nbsp;abismos em busca de algo, mas o quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Não há necessidade vivermos de memórias, elas guiam nossos sentimentos para encontrarmos novos amigos que farão parte desta nova aventura...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Feliz de quem pode contar sua história engendrada de muitos amigos, pois sem eles a aventura desta vida na terra será de melancolias e não de AMIGOS, SENTIMENTOS E MEMÓRIAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Olho a minha volta o que vejo???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Vejo que sou feliz, tenho amigos inesquecíveis, amigos que já estão distantes, amigos que estão sempre comigo e amigos eternos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;E principalmente uma amiga inseparável... (Eternamente)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Assim sou eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e36c0a; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 191;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Um sujeito em busca de algo, ainda não sei o que, mas feliz por poder olhar o passado e ver que o trilhei um caminho cheio de aventuras e o futuro é inimaginável, dentro desta trama que o presente me apresenta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Lucida Calligraphy;&quot;&gt;Amigos&amp;nbsp;é família que construímos ao longo de nossa estadia nesta vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ayVO5Wp6pp0&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ayVO5Wp6pp0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1498945335406658458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/amigos-sentimentos-e-memorias.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/1498945335406658458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/1498945335406658458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/amigos-sentimentos-e-memorias.html' title='AMIGOS, SENTIMENTOS E MEMÓRIAS'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-6714809802265164478</id><published>2011-08-19T21:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T21:21:01.017-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A HISTÓRIA DAS COISAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-tab-count: 1;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Nossa sociedade hoje vive num ritmo tão “umbiguista”, que poucos percebem as mudanças a nossa volta. Vejamos que os valores dados as “coisas” é medido pela quantidade consumida e não pelos benefícios que possam trazer. Por todos os cantos do mundo temos pessoas regidas por conjuntos de leis que aparentemente sempre têm seu preço para que as coisas continuem como estão, ou seja, uma grande massa social irracional, incapaz de fazer simples questionamentos. Por exemplo, não é um absurdo que a representação máxima da República (presidência) possa ser ocupada por qualquer um desde que esteja em dia com os deveres civis e seja maior de dezoito anos?! No entanto ninguém deseja ser atendido por um médico que possua apenas estas qualidades em seu currículo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-tab-count: 1;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Efetivamente nossa escala prioritária de importância das coisas, está invertida. Por exemplo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;¾&lt;span style=&quot;font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Consumimos descontroladamente, produtos que não temos necessidade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;¾&lt;span style=&quot;font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Não nos importamos com os alertas dados pela natureza (furacões, terremotos, maremotos, etc.);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;¾&lt;span style=&quot;font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Nem todos se importam com o capital intelectual construído no decorrer da vida;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;¾&lt;span style=&quot;font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;A vivência familiar é bem menos importante do que a novela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;¾&lt;span style=&quot;font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Filho bater nos pais para roubar dinheiro e comprar drogas é “comum”;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;¾&lt;span style=&quot;font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Preferir comprar um celular de última geração e não ter dinheiro para as despesas básicas da casa;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;¾&lt;span style=&quot;font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Achar que não é absurdo um adolescente agredir a merendeira, só por que ele é “hiper-ativo”...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;¾&lt;span style=&quot;font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;A novela das seis exibir sena de sexo é “normal”;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-tab-count: 1;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;E por falar em TV, será no mínimo, interessante assistir a uma retrospectiva, sobre quando podíamos tomar banho de quinze minutos e respirar em ambientes relativamente puros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;E aí poderemos contar a “história das coisas” que podíamos fazer quando nosso planeta possuía equilíbrio natural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-tab-count: 1;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Agora me pergunto: Quando esgotarmos os recursos do nosso planeta, o que faremos? Conquistaremos outro e começaremos a destruir tudo de novo? É fundamental que hoje tomemos decisões que influenciarão na qualidade de vida que poderemos ter no futuro, ou melhor, nossos filhos e netos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6714809802265164478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/historia-das-coisas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/6714809802265164478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/6714809802265164478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/historia-das-coisas.html' title='A HISTÓRIA DAS COISAS!'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-7267279429279812136</id><published>2011-07-19T19:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T19:14:04.582-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonhos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonhos nós temos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonhos nos tem...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonhamos com a vida...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com a vida sonhamos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buscamos sonhos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonhos nos fazem buscar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que buscar???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonhos???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem não sonha?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonhos podemos ter?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida sem sonhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É um sonho sem vida!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7267279429279812136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/sonhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/7267279429279812136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/7267279429279812136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/sonhos.html' title='Sonhos'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431414740657673366.post-8594302443836948142</id><published>2011-07-04T20:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T20:02:25.583-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Navegar no mundo das palavras não é algo distante.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No início utilizamos uma barquinho de papel, quando este encharca e afunda, sinal de que adquirimos conhecimentos para utilizarmos um barquinho de madeira, ainda pequeno, necessitando do auxilio da correnteza do arroio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Ainda frágil, logo&amp;nbsp; quebra de tanto bater nas pedras, mas também aprendemos bastante e buscamos uma embarcação maior e assim continuamos nossa jornada, adquirindo conhecimento, almejando uma embarcação maior que comporte a bagagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Assim se faz no mundo das palavras, iniciamos com pequenos textos, versos, poemas galgamos degraus, adquirimos novas palavras&amp;nbsp;para o&amp;nbsp;nosso vocabulário e aos poucos expandimos nos desejos de expor nosso pensamentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No mundo das palavras não há&amp;nbsp;limites, não há distinção de cor de pele, não há necessidade de cotas, há sim uma necessidade, ter a mente leve, sem tristezas, sem cobranças e ler muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No mundo das palavras há uma só regra, deixe sua mente vagar no infinito, viajar longe para quando retornar vir repleta de experiências, tão transloucada que os dedos não conseguem acompanhar seu ritmo frenético.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seja você autor (a) de sua história, não permita que outros o (a) façam mero coadjuvante em uma história que você é o (a) protagonista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Junior Gonzaga.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8594302443836948142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/navegar-no-mundo-das-palavras-nao-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/8594302443836948142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431414740657673366/posts/default/8594302443836948142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://photosepensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/navegar-no-mundo-das-palavras-nao-e.html' title='Navegar no mundo das palavras não é algo distante.'/><author><name>Junior Gonzaga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01072051145414295817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYBkLH2GcGdCIdfYlh68mMJ0FTKfkLOXwXmgfwViW8qbDHHg3uBsBudKsyvuftVBQHSxQOSktLqoZ0hJjuvwBt9q-5Yn_dJWeBgeZ3MBVKU4hK_9puDUQqzeSyMDFUVQ/s220/DSCN5546.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>