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Concluir e Agir: nessa ordem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A sabedoria promoverá o bem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A estupidez, o mal, em suas variadas formas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(TTB/2024)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2446012210286106411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3784520583009132655/2446012210286106411?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/2446012210286106411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/2446012210286106411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/2024/04/sabedoria-e-estupidez-dois-caminhos-uma.html' title='Sabedoria e Estupidez: dois caminhos, uma escolha.'/><author><name>Vidas de Sonhos e Ilusões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724528981838544774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6RXOjZX406cpfjwIHVm7KIbPwcxdLYMCY0sRw68Ljf5CRdHPnBskmQ0q6SnwfDeotAq6wotHkb3ddOp4DSD5aIC7AAosn2TJXKX53AvSvL8PiHX5ee-jAEB7ZMC7SL48nObjo5u2VKs2Lu2j1LSF1hrgee473D3TJKl3CmhBWirSpxixfkIJF5p6cqZku/s72-w571-h441-c/20231020_101532.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784520583009132655.post-726931285318768287</id><published>2024-03-22T13:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2024-03-22T13:24:34.588-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Entre a Luz e a Escuridão: revisitando nossos propósitos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;**********************************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4VEsmIDiVglJlJmYZcW0H4ARsUrG25PFJ47_6S5hAddPMXKpKQovOcYUDCSAwkDiNYkYXjy3ljoi22AbTxAtl8eLumnf9fueK3uM8QU9TSo758pZqYaW2kNqrnwL3E0E0grPYXtmB8qdi/s109/P%25C3%25A1ssaro2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;69&quot; data-original-width=&quot;109&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4VEsmIDiVglJlJmYZcW0H4ARsUrG25PFJ47_6S5hAddPMXKpKQovOcYUDCSAwkDiNYkYXjy3ljoi22AbTxAtl8eLumnf9fueK3uM8QU9TSo758pZqYaW2kNqrnwL3E0E0grPYXtmB8qdi/s0/P%25C3%25A1ssaro2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre encontra-se alma afim nas dobras do tempo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Parece estar oscilando nas gangorras da vida,&amp;nbsp; entre vidas tão distantes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7691993061195619451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3784520583009132655/7691993061195619451?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/7691993061195619451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/7691993061195619451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/2021/07/encontro-de-almas.html' title='Encontro de Almas.'/><author><name>Vidas de Sonhos e Ilusões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724528981838544774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4VEsmIDiVglJlJmYZcW0H4ARsUrG25PFJ47_6S5hAddPMXKpKQovOcYUDCSAwkDiNYkYXjy3ljoi22AbTxAtl8eLumnf9fueK3uM8QU9TSo758pZqYaW2kNqrnwL3E0E0grPYXtmB8qdi/s72-c/P%25C3%25A1ssaro2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784520583009132655.post-2457757019457057373</id><published>2020-12-14T19:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2020-12-14T19:24:03.377-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Luz Venceu!!! - Elevação Espiritual </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;**********************************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1 style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Olá!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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É chegada a hora de se preparar para a quinta dimensão.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Estamos na transmutação.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desate a incredulidade. Deixe fluir a pura energia do Amor, da Paz, da LUZ.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fiquem na Luz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Namastê.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2457757019457057373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3784520583009132655/2457757019457057373?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/2457757019457057373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/2457757019457057373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/2020/12/a-luz-venceu-elevacao-espiritual.html' title='A Luz Venceu!!! - Elevação Espiritual '/><author><name>Vidas de Sonhos e Ilusões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724528981838544774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPcGL459ykHv9LQaW2QpSaz4HYYTxR5nw5DG0l_JN2TnEOoysNBeBa4F56LrkNBnhH3Snwr2MRSzrGyX6BzOAw_xFB-vitB2dQ517wkscTpZry8cfe79kwgE8c_i-8OGzbfhOg72jcBJCY/s72-w640-h640-c/010.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784520583009132655.post-90039315200450995</id><published>2020-10-07T16:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2020-10-07T16:19:32.415-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cada um de nós com a sua Verdade. Nenhum, a possui em sua totalidade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;**********************************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olá!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;float: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZXkxoY_5D1J3NzNP-uqkcn8gZJlzGF3wsMV3FqvQnlKCDWioBsKHqp0t-SVKd63Vsr9bGVIxq8Zx7ftjfBZIK7AWcUid1x8v8TL3Aq8C0DMLVO1poU6vlj-lQPDmC1lMGj-Y91-gC7hc/s4128/20200809_125646.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;A verdade em cada pedaço da natureza&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;2322&quot; data-original-width=&quot;4128&quot; height=&quot;225&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZXkxoY_5D1J3NzNP-uqkcn8gZJlzGF3wsMV3FqvQnlKCDWioBsKHqp0t-SVKd63Vsr9bGVIxq8Zx7ftjfBZIK7AWcUid1x8v8TL3Aq8C0DMLVO1poU6vlj-lQPDmC1lMGj-Y91-gC7hc/w400-h225/20200809_125646.jpg&quot; title=&quot;Foto tirada em 2020, por Thélia Theóphilo Bezerra&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Fonte imagem: Thélia Théophilo Bezerra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Como detectar se o que pensamos está totalmente correto?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Precisamos nos afastar desapaixonadamente, sem apego, da ideia, do objeto, sobre os quais extraímos nossas percepções para, quem sabe, assim nos aproximar da verdade absoluta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Apenas aproximar pois, devido às nossas limitações terrenas, vislumbraremos um pouco mais de luz sobre tais ideias e objetos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Portanto, tudo o mais torna-se ilusório.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Porém nos resta um consolo. Somos hoje um somatório de todas as nossas vivências, com suas alegrias e tristezas, ganhos e perdas, realizações e frustrações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;É o que nos faz tão iguais e ao mesmo tempo tão diferentes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Namastê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/feeds/90039315200450995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3784520583009132655/90039315200450995?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/90039315200450995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/90039315200450995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/2020/10/cada-um-de-nos-com-sua-verdade-nenhum.html' title='Cada um de nós com a sua Verdade. 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Bastam 3 minutos do nosso tempo...&lt;/div&gt;
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Ao amanhecer , ao entardecer, pela madrugada, não importa.&lt;/div&gt;
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Só  3 minutos, por dia, parar tudo o que estiver fazendo.&lt;/div&gt;
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Fechar os olhos, respirar profunda e lentamente.&lt;/div&gt;
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Conectar toda a nossa energia e vontade junto ao Criador. Visualizar a Luz Violeta, símbolo divino de transmutação e cura.&lt;/div&gt;
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Envolvendo todo o nosso planeta, todos nós, transmutando toda dor, toda doença, toda ignorância em alegria, saúde e sabedoria.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sempre que a tristeza, a decepção quiserem tomar conta de seu ser afaste-se alguns minutos e conecte-se em oração ao seu lado espiritual. Essa música é um veículo que te levará calmamente a um estágio de paz e conforto.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Estamos vivendo em uma sociedade imediatista, ostentativa, cada vez mais egoísta e hipócrita.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se passeiam, alguns, por um jardim dizem: que lindas flores!! Mas em seguida, se uma ou mais delas caem em seu caminho, pisoteiam-nas sem piedade mesmo diante a fragrância de suas pétalas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Os sentimentos estão se perdendo e sendo estigmatizados por frases tipo: &quot;...isso é vitimismo&quot;, ou &quot;...deixa de mi mi mi&quot;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;A brutalidade está nos gestos, nas falas, nas expressões de todo tipo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;A humanidade, que se esperava estar evoluindo nos corações, está à deriva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;Não somos santos mas nem por isso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #1d2129;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;precisamos ser demônios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;Namastê,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8243466009177338982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3784520583009132655/8243466009177338982?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/8243466009177338982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/8243466009177338982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/2019/01/a-robotizacao-dos-sentimentos.html' title='A Robotização dos Sentimentos'/><author><name>Vidas de Sonhos e Ilusões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724528981838544774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEk4N8B38JcAbWQtfdaQdm56a2VkspzS7aQOSilQ8foyYwlmPz9nf7CQPpWgiu50OGAgUfmeOV2wBiI_9imRkJEPLLvF625FRsr_Ym8CylfFwOncaCteSR3cJTsfzWwJPBhUlfrTK5gVdB/s72-c/111020113512.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784520583009132655.post-873193223185617914</id><published>2017-03-18T15:58:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2017-03-18T16:00:20.984-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prestando Atenção aos Sinais</title><content type='html'>*********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Para cada problema haverá um caminho a seguir.&lt;br /&gt;por Thélia Theóphilo Bezerra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deus sempre nos envia sinais, ajuda, anjos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Basta mantermos os olhos, os ouvidos e o coração abertos para receber o que precisamos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lance seus desejos, suas aflições e junto os seus pedidos de solução ao Universo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faça isso com o mínimo de desespero e sofrimento possível.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faça isso acreditando que a solução virá o mais breve possível.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas para enxergá-la abra a mente e o coração.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Creia que para tudo o que acontece em nossas vidas haverá pelo menos um caminho a seguir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haverá também um anjo, da Terra ou do Céu, a te guiar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Até a próxima,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thélia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Olá!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Fonte:http://www.revistapazes.com/8791-2/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Quando assistimos e ouvimos de forma passiva as narrativas de submissão, ódio, violência de certos filmes ou músicas, estamos contribuindo para sedimentar no imaginário dos jovens, principalmente, que certos discursos são normais e portanto aceitáveis.&lt;br /&gt;
Não deveria ser.&lt;br /&gt;
Em momentos que se prega a liberdade de escolhas e atitudes, onde residem os limites do respeito, como pensar a solidariedade e como identificar os distúrbios psicológicos que possam ferir a integridade de uma pessoa?&lt;br /&gt;
Por isso te convido a ler o texto de um psiquiatra sobre o tão famoso livro e recente filme Cinquenta Tons de Cinza.&lt;br /&gt;
Siga o link&lt;br /&gt;
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Namastê,&lt;br /&gt;
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Olá!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggkOktXoqLt1U38rdGTODSSAZ9JDJHgL-XN54800trgMA_GNq8gJp1cuHMEZnEwo8GFsXicdBuGMB4zGSDkKQpD7MyLJk9WEW1IbzXFHOJKJJJTZurPsB0-tw90_QjyWI9zMtys8bUsuCz/s1600/030.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;180&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggkOktXoqLt1U38rdGTODSSAZ9JDJHgL-XN54800trgMA_GNq8gJp1cuHMEZnEwo8GFsXicdBuGMB4zGSDkKQpD7MyLJk9WEW1IbzXFHOJKJJJTZurPsB0-tw90_QjyWI9zMtys8bUsuCz/s320/030.jpg&quot; title=&quot;Árvores floridas no caminho, por Thélia Theóphilo Bezerra.&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Cores em harmonia com as emoções&lt;br /&gt;por Thélia Theóphilo Bezerra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;georgia&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;Nossas emoções oscilam entre o vidro comum e o cristal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;georgia&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;Há dias que os acontecimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;georgia&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;mais complicados nos atingem, mas deixam poucos abalos. No entanto, há dias que os mais simples nos ferem de forma quase mortal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i style=&quot;color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;georgia&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;Nesse caso, deve-se respirar fundo e pausadamente, fechar os olhos com suavidade, imaginar-se em algum lugar bem alto, descer o olhar para os cacos espalhados, refletir, perdoar e se perdoar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i style=&quot;color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;georgia&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;Reunir, só pela sua vontade, os fragmentos caídos em um objeto do mais puro valor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i style=&quot;color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;georgia&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i style=&quot;color: #1d2129;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;georgia&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;Namastê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Thélia Theóphilo Bezerra&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Olá!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;A busca pela igualdade e justiça passa pela oferta de oportunidades nas mesmas condições para todos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como ainda não é possível não precisamos aceitar que assim seja.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Portanto, precisamos criar outras condições para que as oportunidades sejam agarradas ou democratizadas o máximo possível.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apesar de dizerem por aí que o Sol nasce para todos percebemos que não é bem assim que acontece.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;há cavernas, há os abismos marítimos, há persistindo na sociedade a luta de classes, há mentes ainda no obscurantismo das ideias e das atitudes, indicando tudo isso que neles a Luz não iluminou suas entranhas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Namastê,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lendo o Príncipe, de Maquiavel, há pontos atuais a considerar para compreendermos a natureza humana. Assim, deito aqui algumas reflexões feitas a partir do observado por Maquiavel.&lt;/div&gt;
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* Um príncipe, para não perder seu estado, prega a paz e a fé mas não as professa.&lt;/div&gt;
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* As pessoas se deixam levar pela aparência das coisas e por resultados.&lt;/div&gt;
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* Vivemos presos às necessidades do momento, nem que para isso tenhamos que quebrar a palavra empenhada.&lt;/div&gt;
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* O excesso de liberdade faz nascer maiores necessidades de tê-la. Isso leva ao ponto de se buscar diminuir a dos que se colocam no meio do caminho.&lt;/div&gt;
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* Se tiver que ferir o inimigo que o faça de maneira grave não deixando espaço para a cura. Desse modo, ele não terá condições de revidar.&lt;/div&gt;
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Deixo a dúvida: só um espirito dotado de tamanha coragem, ambição e doses de crueldade tem condições de assim proceder, destituído de qualquer peso na consciência?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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De que outro modo poderíamos concluir?&lt;/div&gt;
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Namastê,&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;A vida é um eterno caminhar repleto de infinitos fins.&lt;br /&gt;Por Thélia Theóphilo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Nada é Eterno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Nascer, Viver e Morrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Propósitos da vida sem sabermos ao certo o por quê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Primavera, Outono, Verão e Inverno:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Para uns o céu, para outros o inferno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Os Dias e as Noites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;O tic-tac do relógio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;O som e o silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Marcando as batidas do coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;As 24 horas do dia no Oriente discordam das 24 horas do Ocidente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Todo o amor que une perdura até que apareça o ódio e as diferenças que o anule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;A flor que dasabrocha, a qualquer momento murcha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;O encanto da imagem amada que atrai o olhar e o pensar perde seu viço e se transforma em desencanto que retrai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Até a Jolie, que amava o Brad, que amava a ela e a seus filhos, que a amam, não o quer mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Todo caminho que não tem bifurcação ou marginais chega ao fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;É a vida. Poderia ser diferente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Namastê,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Nossas escolhas: voar ou ficar&lt;br /&gt;por Thélia Theóphilo Bezerra&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Nossas atitudes são as&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;que nos afastam ou nos aproximam&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;de nossos objetivos, de nossos sonhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Namastê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;As atitudes têm um enorme poder, dizem muito mais que um conjunto de palavras enfeitadas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ah! as palavras..., nos primeiros dias do sim, diziam me amar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bastou, porém, você virar-me as costas, esqueceu o horário marcado para jantar,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;não notou o bilhete ainda tímido no espelho, para beber com os amigos no bar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Com o pote cheio me chega para, de qualquer jeito e à sua maneira, nos meus braços, meu regaço, se afogar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meus desejos do agora e do futuro, minhas vontades, meus sonhos menosprezados são pouco a pouco deixados de lado e com tudo isso sem chances de me realizar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tempos passam sem esperança desta relação mudar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suas bebidas sem medida, suas falas desmesuradas me levam a tudo de você repugnar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você é terra, é fogo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sou água, sou ar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você quer de tudo muito pouco.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu do pouco quero fazer muito e chegar ao mais alto topo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;E de lá alçar mais altos voos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Contenta-se com o aqui e o agora.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quero mais, quero do agora fazer o meu lá.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chegamos, deste modo, a uma das encruzilhadas da vida&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;em que não tem mais jeito,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;cada um escolhe um novo caminho&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;e com o tempo parecerá perfeito.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pode ser, quem sabe, que nos encontremos em algum futuro,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;outra encruzilhada, outro nível evolutivo e façamos juntos outra caminhada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Namastê,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i style=&quot;color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;A Utopia é um sonho necessário para realizarmos a caminhada pelas estradas da vida mantendo a esperança acesa para um mundo melhor. Acreditar em um amanhã mais justo e igualitário para as pessoas, na medida de suas diferenças, é o que dá sentido viver. Quando não se acredita nisso a tendência é despencarmos para o lado do egoísmo, do jogo vale tudo para levar vantagens, da fala &quot;só se vive uma vez por isso vamos aproveitar&quot;, do &quot;primeiro eu, o resto que se dane.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sobrou-lhe um tempinho? procure o vídeo de Eduardo Galeano abordando esse tema.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7333917980508828920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3784520583009132655/7333917980508828920?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/7333917980508828920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/7333917980508828920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/2016/05/a-utopia-e-um-bem-necessario.html' title='A Utopia é um Bem Necessário'/><author><name>Vidas de Sonhos e Ilusões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724528981838544774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnCk0B40On83y6gonyfHkT5yH9BE_KxyBnzV8hT7H5tRdjzYaby1oGrPr5fTyZg6JFLh6ATrZDBQdmdk3aVCU_CzMzwocOuYGkce1IBCkSp5EOjmRaAbjoxhK5sN9Mm9YTAjQ6gS83gVU-/s72-c/2015-12-07+028.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784520583009132655.post-3762306048779256943</id><published>2016-05-21T19:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2016-05-21T19:41:49.545-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Consciência em Expansão</title><content type='html'>*********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;
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Após sair de uma discussão em que os ânimos possam terem ficado exaltados,&lt;br /&gt;
nada melhor que retirar-se por alguns minutos para um lugar tranquilo.&lt;br /&gt;
Seja esse lugar real, seja um paraíso imaginário.&lt;br /&gt;
E lá fechar-se para este mundo entrando em sintonia com o seu Eu mais verdadeiro...&lt;br /&gt;
Alçar vôos para uma terra tão distante desta&lt;br /&gt;
para que na quietude do Universo nada mais importa,&lt;br /&gt;
nada mais produza mágoas...&lt;br /&gt;
Em que Tudo possa ser compreendido e aceito&lt;br /&gt;
como parte integrante desse planeta Terra em evolução.&lt;br /&gt;
Por isso mesmo esse Tudo nele deve ficar.&lt;br /&gt;
Fazer das viagens ao mundo interior uma constante&lt;br /&gt;
é uma das maneiras mais gentis para contigo no sentido&lt;br /&gt;
de expandir a consciência.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;A navalha na carne abre feridas e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;quando não mata podem até cicatrizar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Mas as palavras e atos podem ultrapassar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;o corpo físico atingindo a alma, o espírito, e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;para sempre lá se alojar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;A dor que fica, portanto, é um caminho sem volta, como um jarro de porcelana cujos cacos fragilizados estão unidos à cola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Namastê,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anos passaram, expectativas criei de ver chegar, &amp;nbsp;eu e você, a sermos mais próximos do que aparentávamos ser.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dia após dia, noite após noite, entremeados de momentos bons mas muitos, ruins.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você é terra, eu sou ar;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você é fogo, eu sou água.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dessas misturas em nossas vidas, não teve jeito, não deu liga.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meus sonhos estão na alma,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Os seus, nas areias do deserto e do mar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Busco da matéria a transcendência,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;E você ainda, submergir nela, a imanência.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;As contenções da represa se romperam, não tendo mais jeito de consertar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;À tempestade segue-se a calmaria, sinto-nos, portanto, libertos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu no corpo, espírito e sentimentos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você, na busca por outro olhar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Namastê.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span data-offset-key=&quot;3it6l-0-0&quot;&gt;&lt;span data-text=&quot;true&quot;&gt;Mas por isso mesmo nossa missão é fazer com que a cada palavra proferida, a cada gesto demonstrado siga o desejo de sermos melhores do que antes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span data-offset-key=&quot;7amg4-0-0&quot;&gt;&lt;span data-text=&quot;true&quot;&gt;O desejo de sermos mais justos, mais corretos, mais leais, mais complacentes, mais solidários, mais honestos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span data-offset-key=&quot;7amg4-0-0&quot;&gt;&lt;span data-text=&quot;true&quot;&gt;Nossas palavras carregam o dom de caluniar, mentir, corromper mas também de conciliar e propor a paz; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span data-offset-key=&quot;bs9pl-0-0&quot;&gt;&lt;span data-text=&quot;true&quot;&gt;Nossos gestos carregam o dom de matar, esmagar, eliminar o inimigo mas também de acariciar, de abraçar, de apartar as mazelas do corpo e da alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span data-offset-key=&quot;2manc-0-0&quot;&gt;&lt;span data-text=&quot;true&quot;&gt;Nossa missão não é sermos ovelhas, não é sermos lobos, não é sermos trevas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span data-offset-key=&quot;d41mn-0-0&quot;&gt;&lt;span data-text=&quot;true&quot;&gt;Nossa missão é sermos muito além de humanos, é sermos Luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span data-offset-key=&quot;ado6l-0-0&quot;&gt;Namastê,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6555032292674281018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3784520583009132655/6555032292674281018?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/6555032292674281018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/6555032292674281018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/2016/03/sobre-ovelhas-e-lobos.html' title='Sobre Ovelhas e Lobos'/><author><name>Vidas de Sonhos e Ilusões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724528981838544774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPXZfo2cMofeZDI8sYO1GDrhACvRb_br9TTy5TgkGuNoYgkc14474_8jtxQhCxkIDnlwu1SDRZUqMxHsPBI73aUqjXWicd8nUs-qw7zJMXGVGnx6_2myQYuQbwTihHeMuhkOhpJAwRB7LM/s72-c/032.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784520583009132655.post-3859901615696282174</id><published>2016-03-18T17:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2016-03-18T17:55:13.125-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Impeachment:  Justiça ou Vingança?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;344&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/NWjYfhz55lU&quot; width=&quot;459&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3859901615696282174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3784520583009132655/3859901615696282174?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/3859901615696282174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3784520583009132655/posts/default/3859901615696282174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidasdesonhosedesilusoes.blogspot.com/2016/03/impeachment-justica-ou-vinganca.html' title='Impeachment:  Justiça ou Vingança?'/><author><name>Vidas de Sonhos e Ilusões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724528981838544774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/NWjYfhz55lU/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3784520583009132655.post-2976275665513081250</id><published>2016-03-18T11:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2016-03-18T11:34:18.977-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem Hipocrisia: Todos Somos, ainda, Corruptos e Corruptíveis</title><content type='html'>***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Nuvens Cinzentas em meio à Paz,&lt;br /&gt;por Thélia Theóphilo Bezerra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;De tempos em tempos surgem nuvens cinzentas, nefastas em nossas mentes, atitudes e corações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Passarão ainda muitos séculos para que nossas condutas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;demonstrem cem por cento das intenções honestas e leais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;O que se vê, e a história tem confirmado, na maioria das vezes é a honestidade e lealdade, de cada um&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;de nós, caminhar e se sustentar até o ponto em que a pretendida sobrevivência comanda a razão e o coração de forma simultânea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Quer exemplos?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Estão aí o mensalão, o petrolão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;o Aécio em Minas, o &amp;nbsp;Geraldo Alckmin e seu merendão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;o Cunha e seu esquemão.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Também estão, como exemplos, aquele vizinho, eu ou você&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;querendo levar vantagem ao ver um amigo na boca do caixa;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;querendo ocupar àquela vaga para idoso;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;querendo ganhar, com inverdades, no imposto de renda ou&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;na nota do restaurante aquele troco, àquele tostão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Está naquele colega (&lt;b&gt;hoje defensor da direita e do Impeachment&lt;/b&gt;) que fraudou dados de pesquisas de um Instituto nordestino&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;para ganhar por um trabalho que não fez. O interessante é que essa pessoa não sabe que eu sei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Namastê,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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