<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 05 Oct 2024 02:14:03 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Textos e poesias</category><category>Vídeos</category><category>Videoclipes</category><category>Curtas-Metragens e Animações</category><category>Humor</category><category>Memes e afins</category><title>Egcl | Introversão, controvérsias e...muita abstração</title><description>Um Blog sem definição...</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1675</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-4213664027449623821</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2014 00:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-09-11T21:14:02.121-03:00</atom:updated><title>Canção de Outono</title><description>&lt;div class="frase fr0" id="Mjk5NDQ"&gt;
&lt;i class="aut"&gt;Cecília Meireles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Perdoa-me, folha seca, &lt;br /&gt;
não posso cuidar de ti.&lt;br /&gt;
Vim para amar neste mundo, &lt;br /&gt;
e até do amor me perdi.&lt;br /&gt;
De que serviu tecer flores&lt;br /&gt;
pelas areias do chão &lt;br /&gt;
se havia gente dormindo &lt;br /&gt;
sobre o próprio coração?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
E não pude levantá-la!&lt;br /&gt;
Choro pelo que não fiz.&lt;br /&gt;
E pela minha fraqueza&lt;br /&gt;
é que sou triste e infeliz.&lt;br /&gt;
Perdoa-me, folha seca!&lt;br /&gt;
Meus olhos sem força estão&lt;br /&gt;
velando e rogando aqueles &lt;br /&gt;
que não se levantarão...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tu és folha de outono &lt;br /&gt;
voante pelo jardim.&lt;br /&gt;
Deixo-te a minha saudade&lt;br /&gt;
- a melhor parte de mim.&lt;br /&gt;
E vou por este caminho,&lt;br /&gt;
certa de que tudo é vão.&lt;br /&gt;
Que tudo é menos que o vento,&lt;br /&gt;
menos que as folhas do chão...&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2014/09/cancao-de-outono.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-3369289042397657013</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 17:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-29T14:14:32.657-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vídeos</category><title>Social Media Revolution</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sIFYPQjYhv8&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sIFYPQjYhv8&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2009/08/social-media-revolution.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-6368779877386613392</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 17:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-29T14:11:43.197-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vídeos</category><title>Visual Effects: 100 Years of Inspiration</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LP_hAszQPgk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LP_hAszQPgk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2009/08/visual-effects-100-years-of-inspiration.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-7981954610055930412</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 14:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-18T12:16:38.801-02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Textos e poesias</category><title>Fábula dos Macacos</title><description>Uma vez, num vilarejo, apareceu um homem anunciando aos aldeões que compraria macacos por 10 moedas cada. Os aldeões foram à floresta caçar macacos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem comprou centenas de macacos a 10 moedas e então os aldeões diminuíram seu esforço na caça. Aí, o homem anunciou que agora pagaria 20 moedas por cada macaco.&lt;br /&gt;Os aldeões renovaram seus esforços e foram novamente à caça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os macacos foram escasseando cada vez mais e os aldeões foram desistindo da busca. A oferta aumentou para 25 moedas e a quantidade de macacos ficou tão pequena que já não havia mais interesse na caça. O homem então anunciou que agora compraria cada macaco por 50 moedas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto, como iria à cidade grande, deixaria seu assistente cuidando das compras. Na ausência do homem, seu assistente disse aos aldeões: "olhem na jaula todos estes macacos que o homem comprou. Posso vender cada um a vocês por 35 moedas e, quando o homem retornar da cidade, vocês os revendam a ele por 50 moedas cada."... Os aldeões, espertos, pegaram todas as suas economias e compraram todos os macacos do assistente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles nunca mais viram o homem ou seu assistente, somente macacos por todos os lados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.tvcultura.com.br/provocacoes/index.asp"&gt;Provocações&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2009/01/fbula-dos-macacos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-9057391344574976195</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 18:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-18T12:21:05.542-02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videoclipes</category><title>Elis Regina &amp; Milton Nascimento - Caxangá</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_VhxSagVpE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_VhxSagVpE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_VhxSagVpE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_VhxSagVpE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/08/elis-regina-milton-nascimento-caxang.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-4988269539599485223</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 16:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-18T12:20:57.206-02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videoclipes</category><title>Heart - Barracuda</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xyR-HmJS2qQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xyR-HmJS2qQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=xyR-HmJS2qQ"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=xyR-HmJS2qQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/07/heart-barracuda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-2513560634107886367</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 18:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-30T15:30:00.821-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videoclipes</category><title>One Eskimo - Hometime</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PspijEYN6A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PspijEYN6A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-PspijEYN6A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-PspijEYN6A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-eskimo-hometime.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-3704242157865091000</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 12:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-15T09:34:24.683-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videoclipes</category><title>Mombojó - Deixe-se Acreditar</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZF_IdFcWW7k&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZF_IdFcWW7k&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZF_IdFcWW7k"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZF_IdFcWW7k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/06/momboj-deixe-se-acreditar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-7549525701948756301</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 12:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-15T09:24:25.304-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videoclipes</category><title>Mombojó - Cabidela</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejcgS5rMT8E&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejcgS5rMT8E&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ejcgS5rMT8E"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=ejcgS5rMT8E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/06/momboj-cabidela.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-4183031217913853677</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 12:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-15T09:22:35.964-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videoclipes</category><title>Mombojó - Absorva</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZUPgheF-_M&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZUPgheF-_M&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=bZUPgheF-_M"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=bZUPgheF-_M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/06/momboj-absorva.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-8896557504934201241</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 12:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-18T09:47:21.339-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Textos e poesias</category><title>Stéphane Mallarmé - Brinde</title><description>Nada, esta espuma, virgem verso&lt;br /&gt;A não designar mais que a copa;&lt;br /&gt;Ao longe se afoga uma tropa&lt;br /&gt;De sereias vária ao inverso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navegamos, ó meus fraternos&lt;br /&gt;Amigos, eu já sobre a popa&lt;br /&gt;Vós a proa em pompa que topa&lt;br /&gt;A onda de raios e de invernos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma embriaguez me faz arauto,&lt;br /&gt;Sem medo ao jogo do mar alto,&lt;br /&gt;Para erguer, de pé, este brinde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solitude, recife, estrela&lt;br /&gt;A não importa o que há no fim de&lt;br /&gt;um branco afã de nossa vela.</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/05/stphane-mallarm-brinde.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-1654459941118263885</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 12:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-18T09:44:42.410-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Textos e poesias</category><title>Stéphane Mallarmé - Prosa</title><description>Hipérbole! desta memória&lt;br /&gt;Triunfalmente não tens tido&lt;br /&gt;Como erguer-te, hoje obscura história&lt;br /&gt;Em livro de ferro vestido:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois instalo, pela ciência,&lt;br /&gt;O hino de almas espirituais&lt;br /&gt;Na obra de minha paciência,&lt;br /&gt;Atlas, herbários e rituais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passeávamos nosso semblante&lt;br /&gt;( Éramos dois, posso afirmar)&lt;br /&gt;Nos encantos da cena adiante,&lt;br /&gt;Ó irmã, para os teus reafirmar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turva-se a era de autoridade&lt;br /&gt;Quando, sem motivo, se fala&lt;br /&gt;Desse sul que a duplicidade&lt;br /&gt;De nossa inconsciência assinala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que, chão multíris, seu lugar,&lt;br /&gt;Se existiu o deverão&lt;br /&gt;Saber, não traz nome que ecoar&lt;br /&gt;O ouro da trompa de Verão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, em uma ilha que o ar&lt;br /&gt;Enche não de visões mas vista&lt;br /&gt;Toda flor se abria invulgar&lt;br /&gt;Sem em conversa ser revista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tais, imensas, que oportuna&lt;br /&gt;Cada uma se preparou&lt;br /&gt;Com lúcido entorno, lacuna&lt;br /&gt;Que dos jardins a separou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idéias, glória do desejo,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em mim se exaltou de ver&lt;br /&gt;As irídeas em cortejo&lt;br /&gt;Surgir para o novo dever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas seu olhar, terna e tranqüila,&lt;br /&gt;Não o levou esta irmã&lt;br /&gt;Além do sorriso e, a ouvi-la,&lt;br /&gt;Cuido de meu antigo afã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! o Espírito de porfia&lt;br /&gt;Saiba, quando estamos silentes,&lt;br /&gt;Que a haste de mil lírios crescia&lt;br /&gt;Por demais para nossas mentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não como a margem chora,&lt;br /&gt;Se o jogo monótono mente&lt;br /&gt;E quer a amplitude afora&lt;br /&gt;Neste meu susto viridente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ouvir todo o céu e a carta&lt;br /&gt;Firmados em meus passos mil&lt;br /&gt;Vezes, pela onda que se aparta,&lt;br /&gt;Que esse país não existiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criança do êxtase abdica&lt;br /&gt;E douta já pelos caminhos&lt;br /&gt;- Anastásio, é o que ela indica,&lt;br /&gt;Criado p'ra eternos pergaminhos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de um túmulo rir em&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer clima, seu antepassado,&lt;br /&gt;Do nome - Pulquéria! - que tem,&lt;br /&gt;Pelo alto gladíolo ocultado.</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/05/stphane-mallarm-prosa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-7044921490098365947</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 12:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-18T09:40:16.685-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Textos e poesias</category><title>Stéphane Mallarmé - Angústia</title><description>Não vim domar teu corpo esta noite, ó cadela&lt;br /&gt;Que encerras os pecados de um povo, ou cavar&lt;br /&gt;Em teus cabelos torpes a triste procela&lt;br /&gt;No incurável fastio em meu beijo a vazar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busco em teu leito o sono atroz sem devaneios&lt;br /&gt;Pairando sob ignotas telas do remorso,&lt;br /&gt;E que possas gozar após negros enleios,&lt;br /&gt;Tu que acima do nada sabes mais que os mortos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois o Vício, a roer minha nata nobreza,&lt;br /&gt;Tal como a ti marcou-me de esterilidade,&lt;br /&gt;Mas enquanto teu seio de pedra é cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De um coração que crime algum fere com presas,&lt;br /&gt;Pálido, fujo, nulo, envolto em meu sudário,&lt;br /&gt;Com medo de morrer pois durmo solitário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.gargantadaserpente.com"&gt;A Garganta da Serpente&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/05/stphane-mallarm-angstia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-5085754714376404820</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 12:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-02T09:37:14.647-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videoclipes</category><title>Radiohead - All I Need</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cdrCalO5BDs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cdrCalO5BDs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdrCalO5BDs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdrCalO5BDs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/05/radiohead-all-i-need.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-7604031123457330625</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 12:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-02T09:27:43.451-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videoclipes</category><title>Justice - Stress</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DYd7Tdefpe4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DYd7Tdefpe4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DYd7Tdefpe4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DYd7Tdefpe4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/05/justice-stress.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-7259660915584932538</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 20:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T17:55:48.838-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Textos e poesias</category><title>Cynara Novaes - Quase Canção para Ficar</title><description>Quase &lt;br /&gt;sem saber &lt;br /&gt;eu me feri &lt;br /&gt;Quase &lt;br /&gt;sem querer &lt;br /&gt;eu me fechei &lt;br /&gt;Quase &lt;br /&gt;sem porquê &lt;br /&gt;eu me exalei &lt;br /&gt;Quase &lt;br /&gt;sem mim &lt;br /&gt;eu me perdi &lt;br /&gt;em meio a multidão.</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/04/cynara-novaes-quase-cano-para-ficar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-7475436021749017327</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T17:52:05.704-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Textos e poesias</category><title>Francisco Perna Filho - Silêncios</title><description>Silenciar como pedras,&lt;br /&gt;tornar imóvel o distante,&lt;br /&gt;pura embarcação.&lt;br /&gt;A rede,&lt;br /&gt;a vela,&lt;br /&gt;a curva e a canção&lt;br /&gt;caminham e me enfunam.&lt;br /&gt;Morrer nas pequenas coisas:&lt;br /&gt;no papel amassado da não inspiração,&lt;br /&gt;na toalha embotada de Toddy e pão,&lt;br /&gt;no candeeiro sem lume e sem esperança.&lt;br /&gt;O gume mata o sono e o sonho.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo se desbota.</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/04/francisco-perna-filho-silncios.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-2665577105351647176</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 20:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T17:48:28.601-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Textos e poesias</category><title>Medeiros e Albuquerque - Soneto Decadente</title><description>Morria rubro o sol e mansa, mansamente... &lt;br /&gt;sombras baixando em flocos, lentas, pelo espaço...&lt;br /&gt; Um morrer pungitivo e calmo de inocente: &lt;br /&gt;doces, as ilusões fanadas no regaço. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passa um cicio leve e suave... Num traço, &lt;br /&gt;ave rápida passa súbita e tremente... &lt;br /&gt;A tristeza, que vem, cinge como um baraço &lt;br /&gt;a garganta: o soluço estaca ali fremente... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembranças de pesar... Navio que na curva &lt;br /&gt;do mar, de água pesada e funda e escura e turva, &lt;br /&gt;some-se de vagar das ondas ao rumor... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ó crepúsculos sós! os exilados sentem &lt;br /&gt;a angústia sem igual de amantes que pressentem &lt;br /&gt;o derradeiro adeus do derradeiro amor!</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/04/medeiros-e-albuquerque-soneto-decadente.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-8665105206041538076</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 20:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T17:44:36.306-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Textos e poesias</category><title>Mário Linhares - Antífona</title><description>Musa, chega-te a mim! Despe o manto inconsútil &lt;br /&gt;E, com a nudez pagã de uma Vênus de Milo,&lt;br /&gt; Modela a frase heril no mármore do Estilo, &lt;br /&gt;Na Harmonia orquestral da estrofe egrégia e dútil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traze a tua energia ao meu esforço inútil &lt;br /&gt;Dando a cada hemistíquio a sonância de um trilo, &lt;br /&gt;E faze imune passe o Verso que burilo &lt;br /&gt;À baba do invejoso e à crítica do Fútil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toma do bloco informe e empunha, em febre, o escopro, &lt;br /&gt;Talha, esculpe, lapida o busto da Poesia&lt;br /&gt;E anima-o triunfalmente ao teu divino sopro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Se, como Pigmalião, — dados todos os traços — &lt;br /&gt;Não lhe puderes dar Alma, Vida e Energia, &lt;br /&gt;Parte a escultura vã desfeita em mil pedaços!</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/04/mrio-linhares-antfona.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-2549696015985280477</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 20:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T17:41:47.928-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videoclipes</category><title>SESA - Like This Like That</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_IQK5YTn4-Q&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_IQK5YTn4-Q&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=_IQK5YTn4-Q"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=_IQK5YTn4-Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/04/sesa-like-this-like-that.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-2056641611633010887</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 20:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T17:39:38.904-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videoclipes</category><title>DJ Tiësto - In The Dark (feat. Christian Burns)</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wP1jXzynHXE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wP1jXzynHXE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=wP1jXzynHXE"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=wP1jXzynHXE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://egcl.blogspot.com/2008/04/dj-tisto-in-dark-feat-christian-burns.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Egcl)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682062454065365538.post-5925392897475769748</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 20:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T17:35:14.415-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videoclipes</category><title>Snoop Dogg - 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