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Explore ao máximo o caminho!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://slorche.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://slorche.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Slorche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14072028918386810518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/S9s5cC8mDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/xCSyZfxLl70/S220/DSC_0000037.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/mhwgo" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/mhwgo" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcEQX8ycCp7ImA9Wx5SGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2342910272948365953.post-4701539110322654855</id><published>2010-08-15T22:46:00.020-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T13:43:20.198-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-16T13:43:20.198-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="enganado crescer esperança ser" /><title>Enganado</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KMb0s0cf7h-7_vy0ZVH2I6H9Kj4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KMb0s0cf7h-7_vy0ZVH2I6H9Kj4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gostamos de admitir a inteligência possuída ou ostentar a sagacidade conquistada, mas relutamos em revelar o fato de sermos enganados. Presos a esta condição, é injusto apenas afirmar que somente acertos impulsionaram nossa vida para frente, ninguém vai tão longe se não errar ou enganar-se.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É simplesmente enganado que crescemos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;São os golpes violentos no coração pela aquela pessoa de palavras doces de amor e olhos ternos, que nos mostra o quanto somos frágeis e vulneráveis. Enganados por pessoas próximas saberemos a verdade e como sempre estivemos distantes por assim nada saber. Com a perda devido os supostos "bons produtos" do Marketing se constrói consumidores prudentes e conscientes. Questões enganadas às vezes podem explicar ou terrivelmente complicar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No engano por trás de cada escolha descobrimos forças ocultas impulsionadas pelo desejo de superação e vitória, mas também aprendemos que continuamos a ser humanos porque sentimos remorso e culpa, abrindo espaço aos prantos que serão substituídos por uma energia de vida chamada esperança, sendo uma dádiva ao qual só existe para aqueles que nada têm ou algo busca.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não importa quem nos engana, como fizeram e qual foi o motivo mesquinho. Simplesmente devemos continuar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; sabendo quem somos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jamais alguém deve enganar-se de quem verdadeiramente é. Demais coisas são superadas, mas negar a própria identidade é ter uma vida irreal. Sendo apenas um rascunho de um conto fantasioso nunca lido ou tão pouco publicado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Autoria: Slorche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2342910272948365953-4701539110322654855?l=slorche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~4/U6Qys-H_hhc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://slorche.blogspot.com/feeds/4701539110322654855/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2342910272948365953&amp;postID=4701539110322654855" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/4701539110322654855?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/4701539110322654855?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~3/U6Qys-H_hhc/enganado-assim-crescemos.html" title="Enganado" /><author><name>Slorche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14072028918386810518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/S9s5cC8mDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/xCSyZfxLl70/S220/DSC_0000037.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://slorche.blogspot.com/2010/08/enganado-assim-crescemos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQMR3c_fCp7ImA9WxFVFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2342910272948365953.post-8880328599618951464</id><published>2010-05-07T03:22:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:16:26.944-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-15T21:16:26.944-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="morfina" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="preguiça" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="repouso" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="silêncio" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prazer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dormir" /><title>Preguiça...</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/auyjA9Vd571vJRf2jka1BipLeLA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/auyjA9Vd571vJRf2jka1BipLeLA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preguiça é algo presente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;é uma força bem atraente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;Preguiça é conforto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;que persiste e não pouco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;é morfina que vicia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;uma condição que se cria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Momento de nada a se fazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;Enche meu corpo de prazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;Bom é este momento curtir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;bom é dormir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;com bom repouso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;e o silêncio é tudo que ouço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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A amizade, alegria, felicidades e amor são os mais delicados, porém estes são um dos melhores motivos para justificar a vontade voraz pela vida e a força inexplicável que nos move através do universo e permite a sensação de estamos completos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Estes sentimentos tão valorizados, importantíssimos, são muitos frágeis que necessitam de eternos zelos delicados, para termos sempre este combustível que nos eleva a uma vida plena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;É preciso além de semear, saber cuidar para que possam nascer às flores!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Autoria: Slorche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2342910272948365953-3227366576826475366?l=slorche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~4/kRjaFuOHjdc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://slorche.blogspot.com/feeds/3227366576826475366/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2342910272948365953&amp;postID=3227366576826475366" title="3 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/3227366576826475366?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/3227366576826475366?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~3/kRjaFuOHjdc/semear-cuidar-e-colher.html" title="Semear, cuidar e colher" /><author><name>Slorche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14072028918386810518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/S9s5cC8mDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/xCSyZfxLl70/S220/DSC_0000037.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SWfx5nHPDCI/AAAAAAAABsw/NJTPVzWMN2Y/s72-c/semeador.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://slorche.blogspot.com/2009/01/semear-cuidar-e-colher.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQGQHs9eyp7ImA9Wx5SGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2342910272948365953.post-1990186889400942692</id><published>2009-01-09T13:08:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:38:41.563-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-15T23:38:41.563-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="estrada" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="desafios" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amizade" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cair" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="obstáculos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="saudades" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="viagem" /><title>Cair na estrada</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KoB5sHetV803r9EvtdBhZNEgok8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KoB5sHetV803r9EvtdBhZNEgok8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SWd4_ARHd6I/AAAAAAAABsY/oZtnXtQwxmE/s1600-h/estrada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289329311168821154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SWd4_ARHd6I/AAAAAAAABsY/oZtnXtQwxmE/s400/estrada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;O bom é cair na estrada, mesmo sem rumo. Ir onde ninguém jamais foi. Superar os desafios encontrados pelo caminho e não desistir perante os obstáculos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Quando enfrentamos os perigos e as alegrias de uma boa viagem podemos encontrar dentro de nós o significado das verdadeiras amizades, humildade e respeito. Aprendemos a cada quilometro percorrido, embora não percebamos estamos ensinando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;O que podemos ganhar, não poderá ser tabelado. Somente vivido e lembrado com muitas saudades tempos depois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Autoria: Slorche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2342910272948365953-1990186889400942692?l=slorche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~4/yST2ApMi3eQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://slorche.blogspot.com/feeds/1990186889400942692/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2342910272948365953&amp;postID=1990186889400942692" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/1990186889400942692?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/1990186889400942692?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~3/yST2ApMi3eQ/cair-na-estrada.html" title="Cair na estrada" /><author><name>Slorche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14072028918386810518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/S9s5cC8mDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/xCSyZfxLl70/S220/DSC_0000037.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SWd4_ARHd6I/AAAAAAAABsY/oZtnXtQwxmE/s72-c/estrada.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://slorche.blogspot.com/2009/01/cair-na-estrada.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ENQHs4eCp7ImA9Wx5TF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2342910272948365953.post-7663556215480668673</id><published>2009-01-09T12:25:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T03:14:51.530-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-02T03:14:51.530-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pensamento" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="liberdade" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="proibir" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="proibido" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ideia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="censusa" /><title>É proibido proibir</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/X-1wCZw0zYYiljS7TvJT3e5zSNo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/X-1wCZw0zYYiljS7TvJT3e5zSNo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SWd1e75uZQI/AAAAAAAABsQ/3PUOzJ6gEuk/s1600-h/proibido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289325461706269954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SWd1e75uZQI/AAAAAAAABsQ/3PUOzJ6gEuk/s400/proibido.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Muitas vezes precisamos tomar algumas decisões para manter a ordem de certas coisas, tais como proibir determinadas ações para evitar possíveis consequências indesejadas. Mas isto não dá o direito de manter proibido quase "tudo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Quantas vezes você já foi restringido de dizer o que pensa ou questionar algo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;De fazer algo que sempre desejou? Não estou falando de nenhum crime, e você sufoca sua vontade porque poderá ser incompreendida por todos ou apontarão você como um louco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Já deixou algo escapar somente porque lhe falaram que isto não iria ficar bem para ti, então lhe proibiram para manter sua boa imagem à sociedade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Seus pensamentos já foram proibidos? É, há também coisas que não se devem pensar, porque é (o que dizem) ser pecado ou burrice pensar em certas coisas por isso pense somente nas ideias que lhe oferecerem. Ou é isto que querem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Há pessoas que são proibidas, por algum motivo, de ficar com quem ama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Existe outras que são privadas de escolher sua profissão ou criticadas pela sua escolha, talvez pelo fato do salário for menor e não ser tão reconhecida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;Você já foi proibido de algo? O quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Então chega! Porque já é hora de:&lt;br /&gt;Ser Proibido o ato de CENSURA.&lt;br /&gt;É totalmente contraditória e confusa a ideia, entretanto não quero priva-me do direito de ser insensato, maluco do meu jeito ou ingênuo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Sim, é proibido proibir...&lt;br /&gt;Nada de censura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Proibir que eu Pense!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Proibir que eu diga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Proibir que eu faça!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Proibir que eu viva do meu jeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Não quero viver em um mundo que sou proibido de construir minha felicidade porque insinuam estar errado do meu jeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Além disto podemos dizer que "Toda Censura é Burra"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Autoria: Slorche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~3/qsgiAQFBiHg/proibido-proibir.html" title="É proibido proibir" /><author><name>Slorche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14072028918386810518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/S9s5cC8mDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/xCSyZfxLl70/S220/DSC_0000037.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SWd1e75uZQI/AAAAAAAABsQ/3PUOzJ6gEuk/s72-c/proibido.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://slorche.blogspot.com/2009/01/proibido-proibir.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQCQ3YzcCp7ImA9Wx5SGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2342910272948365953.post-3213263125908282230</id><published>2008-06-08T14:12:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:39:22.888-03:00</updated><app:edited 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Eis Tu Itapetinga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Fonte das imagens: Internet&lt;br /&gt;Autoria de texto: Slorche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2342910272948365953-3213263125908282230?l=slorche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~4/r88yA5wjQ_E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://slorche.blogspot.com/feeds/3213263125908282230/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2342910272948365953&amp;postID=3213263125908282230" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/3213263125908282230?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/3213263125908282230?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~3/r88yA5wjQ_E/minha-cidade.html" title="Minha cidade" /><author><name>Slorche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14072028918386810518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/S9s5cC8mDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/xCSyZfxLl70/S220/DSC_0000037.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SEwVWnZxK3I/AAAAAAAABY4/kSJJKGASjG0/s72-c/2101704887_419d8900d0_o.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://slorche.blogspot.com/2008/06/minha-cidade.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMGQXw4cCp7ImA9Wx5SGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2342910272948365953.post-7782551805342826070</id><published>2008-05-31T20:49:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:40:20.238-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-15T23:40:20.238-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tempo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="perdão" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="arrepedimento" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mais" /><title>Eu queria mais tempo...</title><content type="html">
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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assistir este vídeo uma vez na aula gostei e gostaria que você assistisse. Não conheço a pessoa que o criou, certo é que ela sabia o que fazia, mas espero que não se ofenda por eu está divulgando-o, porque acho importante para que o Homem possa pensar e refletir. Não é minha intenção ofender ou prejudicar alguém.Vamos assistir, refletir, aprender, ensinar e praticar a mensagem do vídeo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como disse Chico Xavier: “Embora ninguém possa voltar atrás e fazer um novo começo, qualquer um pode começar agora e fazer um novo fim”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2342910272948365953-7782551805342826070?l=slorche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~4/JHZhBTCaoEQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://slorche.blogspot.com/feeds/7782551805342826070/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2342910272948365953&amp;postID=7782551805342826070" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/7782551805342826070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/7782551805342826070?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~3/JHZhBTCaoEQ/eu-queria-mais-tempo-assistir-este-vdeo.html" title="Eu queria mais tempo..." /><author><name>Slorche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14072028918386810518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/S9s5cC8mDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/xCSyZfxLl70/S220/DSC_0000037.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://slorche.blogspot.com/2008/05/eu-queria-mais-tempo-assistir-este-vdeo.html</feedburner:origLink><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="enclosure" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~5/OI4i55G61t0/video-play.mp4" length="0" type="video/mp4" /><feedburner:origEnclosureLink>http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2218ddaae77ec663&amp;type=video%2Fmp4</feedburner:origEnclosureLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MCRHszeCp7ImA9WxFQEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2342910272948365953.post-6559130023959774330</id><published>2008-02-27T16:32:00.016-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T03:57:45.580-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-07T03:57:45.580-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ópera" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fantasma" /><title>O Fantasma da Ópera</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PR4W_LL573PHOMB-QHs8A7cs5b8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PR4W_LL573PHOMB-QHs8A7cs5b8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SCcmHlfMRJI/AAAAAAAABLU/mx4ppaXmCJU/s1600-h/Fantasma+da+opera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199166206586406034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SCcmHlfMRJI/AAAAAAAABLU/mx4ppaXmCJU/s400/Fantasma+da+opera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Está é uma homenagem ao grande clássico: O Fantasma da Ópera. Que li o livro e gostei muito e não podemos esquecer da música que é muito boa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2342910272948365953-6559130023959774330?l=slorche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~4/9cKYsijmF3k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://slorche.blogspot.com/feeds/6559130023959774330/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2342910272948365953&amp;postID=6559130023959774330" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/6559130023959774330?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/6559130023959774330?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~3/9cKYsijmF3k/eu.html" title="O Fantasma da Ópera" /><author><name>Slorche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14072028918386810518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/S9s5cC8mDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/xCSyZfxLl70/S220/DSC_0000037.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SCcmHlfMRJI/AAAAAAAABLU/mx4ppaXmCJU/s72-c/Fantasma+da+opera.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://slorche.blogspot.com/2008/02/eu.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MHR3k8fCp7ImA9WxdTFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2342910272948365953.post-3591161730589570374</id><published>2008-02-22T14:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:03:56.774-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-11T14:03:56.774-03:00</app:edited><title>Eu com 9 meses</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ahlF1UNkHnXSn0SDt-AyEeiHves/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ahlF1UNkHnXSn0SDt-AyEeiHves/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ahlF1UNkHnXSn0SDt-AyEeiHves/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ahlF1UNkHnXSn0SDt-AyEeiHves/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199166713392546978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SCcmlFfMRKI/AAAAAAAABLc/ULAU74U17mw/s400/eu%252Bcom%252B9%252Bmeses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:courier new;" &gt;Esta é a minha foto do dia 11/09/1988 quando acabo de completar 9 meses de vida.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:courier new;" &gt;Você pode não gostar, mas é a única foto de quando eu era mais novo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2342910272948365953-3591161730589570374?l=slorche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~4/mHtAFUxMng8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://slorche.blogspot.com/feeds/3591161730589570374/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2342910272948365953&amp;postID=3591161730589570374" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/3591161730589570374?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/3591161730589570374?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~3/mHtAFUxMng8/eu-com-9-meses.html" title="Eu com 9 meses" /><author><name>Slorche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14072028918386810518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/S9s5cC8mDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/xCSyZfxLl70/S220/DSC_0000037.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SCcmlFfMRKI/AAAAAAAABLc/ULAU74U17mw/s72-c/eu%252Bcom%252B9%252Bmeses.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://slorche.blogspot.com/2008/02/eu-com-9-meses.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MNSXk7eip7ImA9WxFQEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2342910272948365953.post-878830088225327423</id><published>2008-02-20T22:19:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T03:58:18.702-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-07T03:58:18.702-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Slorche" /><title>Eu</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/doEij0b4-qPJnKEqRe1YfxDp_bo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/doEij0b4-qPJnKEqRe1YfxDp_bo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/doEij0b4-qPJnKEqRe1YfxDp_bo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/doEij0b4-qPJnKEqRe1YfxDp_bo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SCclVFfMRII/AAAAAAAABK8/fExKF62sAN0/s1600-h/eu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199165339003012226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SCclVFfMRII/AAAAAAAABK8/fExKF62sAN0/s400/eu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Está é uma imagem minha, feita na lan house através de webcam. Eu não estou nem aí se você irá gostar ou não. Se você gostar bom e se não gostar melhor ainda porque eu não quero ficar fazendo o possível e impossível para seu gostar. É normal alguém não gostar de algo e por isso eu compreenderei. Porém eu lhe digo: O mundo pode ser melhor se deixamos de ser superfíciais e respeitar as diferenças. Então por que não aceitar as pessoas pelas diferenças ao invés de buscar nelas algo semelhante ou algo utópico?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2342910272948365953-878830088225327423?l=slorche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~4/QlEKQM5ml2I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://slorche.blogspot.com/feeds/878830088225327423/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2342910272948365953&amp;postID=878830088225327423" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/878830088225327423?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2342910272948365953/posts/default/878830088225327423?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/mhwgo/~3/QlEKQM5ml2I/fantasma-da-pera.html" title="Eu" /><author><name>Slorche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14072028918386810518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/S9s5cC8mDYI/AAAAAAAAB0s/xCSyZfxLl70/S220/DSC_0000037.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OemB7GcXwk0/SCclVFfMRII/AAAAAAAABK8/fExKF62sAN0/s72-c/eu.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://slorche.blogspot.com/2008/02/fantasma-da-pera.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

