<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270811</id><updated>2014-02-19T11:36:31.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luza Mai</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Luza Mai Marques Seckler</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/109192663290303879969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_AxXpJlNNB0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kXnlYAbbYOU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270811.post-2234649730940828668</id><published>2014-02-19T11:15:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2014-02-19T11:19:33.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRÔNICA: A MINHA MELHOR INIMIGA</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Há alguns anos atrás li um texto chamado &quot; O inimigo número um&quot; , mas não lembro o autor. Este texto serviu de inspiração para que eu escrevesse, dentro de um ônibus - em pleno trajeto de Charqueadas a Porto Alegre, a crônica - &quot;Minha melhor inimiga&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6a_2Ga96BeE/UvjuhCx1nLI/AAAAAAAAB94/IcwDVVom36M/s1600/Foto0005+(2).jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6a_2Ga96BeE/UvjuhCx1nLI/AAAAAAAAB94/IcwDVVom36M/s640/Foto0005+(2).jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;MINHA MELHOR INIMIGA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Eu tenho uma amiga, se é que dá para chamá-la assim, que está sempre comigo, e por mais que eu queira andar sozinha, não me larga; é um &quot;grude&quot;. Essa &quot;talzinha&quot; é o oposto de mim e está sempre me colocando em apuros. E, toda a vez que faço queixas a ela sobre as consequências de suas atitudes, se desmancha em desculpas, tentando justificar o que me fez, me convencendo de que não adianta chorar o &quot;leite derramado&quot;, e que no fundo, foi melhor assim. Quando penso que ela está bem quietinha, enquanto tento consertar as situações constrangedoras em que ela me coloca, fica &quot;maquinando&quot; mais uma de suas &quot;ideias criativas&quot; para me ver feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x0B2MYvGOTA/UvjvU3qQa9I/AAAAAAAAB-k/3nt-TpZVLfg/s1600/PIC_13-11-30_14-35-15.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x0B2MYvGOTA/UvjvU3qQa9I/AAAAAAAAB-k/3nt-TpZVLfg/s1600/PIC_13-11-30_14-35-15.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cansei de dizer a ela que me deixe em paz, que não quero a sua ajuda, mas ela não entende; me ama incondicionalmente, e é capaz das maiores loucuras para me provar o seu amor.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou uma pessoa séria, ponderada, não gosto de demonstrar meus sentimentos, vivo usando &quot;escudos&quot; para me proteger, e ela, me deixa profundamente irritada, com a forma &quot;escancarada&quot; com que deixa transparecer seus sentimentos, a naturalidade com que se expõe sem se envergonhar, e essa &quot;ingenuidade tola&quot; de acreditar em tudo e em todos, sem sequer questionar, me deixa &quot;louca&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BS8QSmY5oYs/Uvj47ypqwyI/AAAAAAAAB-w/A3eGkPdY8HM/s1600/PIC_11-07-16_21-03-45.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BS8QSmY5oYs/Uvj47ypqwyI/AAAAAAAAB-w/A3eGkPdY8HM/s1600/PIC_11-07-16_21-03-45.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Eu sou uma pessoa independente, forte, autossuficiente, não peço ajuda a ninguém, prefiro não incomodar. Sou orgulhosa, não dou o braço a torcer, e , sempre que contrariada, argumento muito para me defender. Já ela, é  uma manteiga derretida, se magoa facilmente, e sempre procura uma razão pra o que me aconteceu, e o que é mais absurdo: desculpa a tudo e a todos, enternecendo os corações mais duros, me deixando furiosa por ser tão fraca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4Dfkv66MnQ/UvtwK9nBbGI/AAAAAAAAB_A/UbFIyUzcmkg/s1600/PIC_14-01-25_13-43-09.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4Dfkv66MnQ/UvtwK9nBbGI/AAAAAAAAB_A/UbFIyUzcmkg/s1600/PIC_14-01-25_13-43-09.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Sou uma pessoa econômica, não gosto de supérfluos, mas ela é uma consumidora compulsiva; adora gastar em &quot;bobagens&quot;, parece uma criança numa loja de brinquedos - tudo a fascina. E, dá tanta importância para o objeto insignificante que comprou, que certamente, as pessoas que convivem ao seu lado, vão querer adquiri-lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Enquanto faço os cálculos para controlar as despesas no final do mês, ela conta às estrelas como foi o seu dia. Lê sobre astrologia, numerologia, e ainda escreve poesia! Vive no &quot;mundo da Luza&quot; (pequeno trocadilho), quer dizer, &quot;da lua&quot;- me deixando saturada com tanta alienação!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Eu jamais tomo uma atitude precipitada; penso dez vezes antes de agir, tenho os pés bem firmes no chão. Ela, ao contrário, age sem pensar; só com o coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Eu procuro fazer tudo com seriedade, e com a mais absoluta concentração, mas &quot;esta irresponsável&quot; chega de repente e estraga tudo: atrapalhada e esquecida, entra na hora errada, no lugar errado, e acaba envolvendo todo mundo na maior confusão.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Por ser assim desligada, já me meteu em muitas confusões; e se não fosse a habilidade e a facilidade &quot;assombrosa&quot; que tem para resolver &quot;qualquer&quot; tipo de problema, eu estaria lamentando até hoje; mas nem chorar ela me deixa! Apronta, e depois com a maior &quot;cara-de-pau&quot;, conta, com alegria e bom-humor, as minhas e as suas maiores tragédias!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Tenho vontade de mandá-la para um &quot;exílio&quot;; nunca mais a ver, mas no fundo, gosto dela, pois não me deixa nunca esmorecer. Com esse seu amor &quot;descabido&quot; pela vida, e essa sua energia incansável, me domina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Já tentei vigiá-la, aprisioná-la; controlar esse seu jeito descontraído, despreocupado e alegre de lidar com coisas tão sérias; mas não adianta! Ela me escapa!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Está sempre sorrindo e diz que é muito feliz; mas a quem ela pensa que engana?!!! Coitada!!! Tão estabanada!!! Feliz com &quot;o quê?!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Para minha total infelicidade, essa criatura &quot;destrambelhada&quot;, usa o &quot;meu&quot; nome, e, fisicamente é &quot;igualzinha&quot; a mim. Mas podem acreditar: não temos nada em comum na essência!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Agora, decidi cortar, definitivamente, as relações com ela, pois a última que me aprontou é de &quot;amargar&quot;, e não vou perdoá-la. Hoje mesmo, quando chegarmos em casa, vou esganá-la por ser tão inconsequente, e estar, ultimamente, agindo o tempo todo por mim. Veja se não tenho razão: ela mesma escreveu essa crônica e entregou pessoalmente a VOCÊ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luza Mai Marques Seckler - Escrita em 28/11/2001&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/luzamai?ref=tn_tnmn&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/feeds/2234649730940828668/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270811&amp;postID=2234649730940828668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/2234649730940828668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/2234649730940828668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/2014/02/cronica-minha-melhor-inimiga.html' title='CRÔNICA: A MINHA MELHOR INIMIGA'/><author><name>Luza Mai Marques Seckler</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/109192663290303879969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_AxXpJlNNB0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kXnlYAbbYOU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6a_2Ga96BeE/UvjuhCx1nLI/AAAAAAAAB94/IcwDVVom36M/s72-c/Foto0005+(2).jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270811.post-2590589788605925356</id><published>2014-01-12T04:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2014-02-19T11:36:31.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOCÊ É UM LEITOR EFICIENTE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;A Poesia de Paulo Corrêa Lopes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 17.600000381469727px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Paulo Corrêa Lopes foi um lírico de essência metafísica e profunda religiosidade. Seus temas preferidos foram o amor, os sonhos e a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17.600000381469727px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;morte. &amp;nbsp;A sensibilidade absoluta colocou-o no mundo como um primitivo a olhar pela primeira vez esse mistério permanente chamado VIDA. Admirava o SOL, a CHUVA, o ARCO-IRIS, os VALES. Trazia dentro de si fragmentos da AURORA ORIGINAL. (Monsieur Jardin Du Bonheur).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17.600000381469727px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OrL1sVb6DNA/Ue6tsxerZ_I/AAAAAAAAAos/rXr5Mt7yIv8/s1600/486683_600918856600146_1453902747_n.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; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OrL1sVb6DNA/Ue6tsxerZ_I/AAAAAAAAAos/rXr5Mt7yIv8/s320/486683_600918856600146_1453902747_n.jpg&quot; height=&quot;258&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder=&quot;no&quot; height=&quot;166&quot; scrolling=&quot;no&quot; src=&quot;https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F102260561&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Paulo Corrêa Lopes (19 Julho 1898 - 9 Setembro 1957) Nasceu na cidade de Itaqui em 19 de julho de 1898. Paulo Corrêa Lopes, orfão de pai aos 11 anos, emigrou com a mãe Maria Dolores para São Paulo, onde realizou as primeiras letras e formou-se professor com o diploma de normalista, em 1918.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder=&quot;no&quot; height=&quot;166&quot; scrolling=&quot;no&quot; src=&quot;https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F102264462&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Em suas inquietas andanças esteve no Rio de Janeiro atraído pelo ambiente literário e lecionou primeiras letras no interior de São Paulo. Colaborou para diversas revistas e jornais do Rio e de São Paulo. Voltou definitivamente para Porto Alegre em 1929, onde exerceu várias atividades: professor, redator de jornal, prático de farmácia e sendo oficial administrativo da Secretaria do Interior, cargo em que se aposentou em 1948.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder=&quot;no&quot; height=&quot;166&quot; scrolling=&quot;no&quot; src=&quot;https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F102265315&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Revelou-se grande modernista após a experiência parnasiana de Penumbra, em 1919. As obras seguiram-se em pequenos volumes, em que se encontram as vivências de uma alma em luta com os valores transitórios em busca da união perene com o Amor absoluto. Os títulos significam as tendências de um homem: Poemas de Mim Mesmo, 1931; Caminhos, 1933; Poemas da Vida e da Morte, 1938; Um Estranho Caso (livro de contos), 1942 e, Canto de Libertação, 1943. Casou em 19 de julho de 1939 com a Bacharel Iris Pothoff. Em 1957, Santiago Naud, diretor da Divisão de Cultura da Secretaria Estadual de Educação, conseguiu reunir as obras anteriores e alguns outros poemas em livro sob o título &lt;b&gt;Obra Poética,&lt;/b&gt; com texto de prefácio, a poesia essencial, de Guilhermino César. Veio a falecer a 9 de setembro de 1957.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em 1991, a Mestra em Letras Mirna Dietrich e o autor destas linhas realizaram em co-edição EDIPUCRS e IEL, a 2a. Edição da Obra Poética com a fixação técnica e crítica do texto poético. A poesia de Paulo Corrêa Lopes mereceu a tese de Concurso de Cátedra, em 1959 pelo Prof. Ir. Elvo Clemente, que intitulou o texto: O Temporal e o Eterno na Poesia de Paulo Corrêa Lopes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;O prof. Angelo Ricci apresentou, em 1949, exaustiva análise dos poemas sob o título – Un Poeta Dell’Experienza. Algo de semelhante fora feito pelo humanista e ilustre homem público da Itália, Ministro Amintore Fanfani, na revista Vita e Pensiero sob a epígrafe – Un Poeta Cristiano. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Para dar uma idéia da força poética de Paulo Corrêa Lopes, leia-se com expressão o poema Cem Mil Portas, do livro Poemas da Vida e da Morte: Há cem mil portas batendo, desesperadas, na treva. Ventos! Levai nas vossas asas todo o mal do mundo, todo o horror do mundo! Amanhã, quando o anjo do Senhor descer sobre a terra, que será das almas que enganaram, que mataram? Amanhã, quando as cem mil portas se fecharem que será das almas que não sabem rezar? Há cem mil portas batendo, desesperadas, na treva…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Toda sua obra foi reunida em volume publicado pelo Instituto Estadual do Livro em 1958. Foi um lírico de essência metafísica e profunda religiosidade. Seus temas preferidos foram o amor, os sonhos e a morte. Aos jovens e às pessoas enamoradas de um sublime ideal dedicou esta bela mensagem: A sensibilidade absoluta colocou-o no mundo como um primitivo a olhar pela primeira vez esse mistério permanente chamado vida. Admirava o sol, a chuva, o arco-íris, os vales. Trazia dentro de si fragmentos da aurora original. (Monsieur Jardin Du Bonheur).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fontes: - Biografia do livro Folhas do Caminho, de Elvo Clemente. 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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Excelente documentário sobre educação especial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;BORBOLETAS DE ZAGORSK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6AHuGvXVTS8/UXqTQ-KGIGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/H3dCNPvn4FM/s1600/borboletas+de+zagorsk+1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6AHuGvXVTS8/UXqTQ-KGIGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/H3dCNPvn4FM/s1600/borboletas+de+zagorsk+1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Educadores russos ensinam crianças com deficiência auditiva e visual na cidade de Zagorsk, inspirados e baseados nas teorias do psicólogo bielo-russo Lev Vygotsky (1896-1934).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Parte I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;266&quot; class=&quot;BLOGGER-youtube-video&quot; classid=&quot;clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000&quot; codebase=&quot;http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0&quot; data-thumbnail-src=&quot;http://img.youtube.com/vi/bA_GMtqUGeQ/0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/bA_GMtqUGeQ&amp;source=uds&quot; /&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;bgcolor&quot; value=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; /&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot; 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style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;object class=&quot;BLOGGER-youtube-video&quot; classid=&quot;clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000&quot; codebase=&quot;http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0&quot; data-thumbnail-src=&quot;http://img.youtube.com/vi/TumaEHBp3Tw/0.jpg&quot; height=&quot;266&quot; width=&quot;320&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/TumaEHBp3Tw&amp;source=uds&quot; /&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;bgcolor&quot; value=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; /&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot; /&gt;&lt;embed width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;266&quot;  src=&quot;http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/TumaEHBp3Tw&amp;source=uds&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A E.M.E.F. Horácio Prates participa do Projeto RADIOEDUCA, desenvolvido pela Secretaria Municipal de Educação de Charqueadas. Este vídeo relata o processo de criação da Rádio HP e as atividades realizadas pela comunidade escolar.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/luzamai?ref=tn_tnmn&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/feeds/8696346013601600462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270811&amp;postID=8696346013601600462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/8696346013601600462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/8696346013601600462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/2013/04/projeto-radioeduca-escola-horacio-prates.html' title='PROJETO RADIOEDUCA-ESCOLA HORÁCIO PRATES'/><author><name>Luza Mai Marques Seckler</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/109192663290303879969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_AxXpJlNNB0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kXnlYAbbYOU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270811.post-7663519286838637025</id><published>2013-04-08T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-08T10:24:58.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>N’algum lugar em que eu nunca estive - Somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-mp1F31W-VT8/UWL9Zvw-YLI/AAAAAAAAAQg/JYDT_XBKfrw/s1600-h/por%252520do%252520sol%252520no%252520mar%25255B2%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px&quot; title=&quot;por do sol no mar&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;por do sol no mar&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rewXTLwPqM8/UWL9aMkya-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ADTOe3zcOr0/por%252520do%252520sol%252520no%252520mar_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; height=&quot;184&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&#39;algum lugar em que eu nunca estive&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nalgum lugar em que eu nunca estive, alegremente além&lt;br&gt;de qualquer experiência, teus olhos têm o seu silêncio:&lt;br&gt;no teu gesto mais frágil há coisas que me encerram,&lt;br&gt;ou que eu não ouso tocar porque estão demasiado perto &lt;p&gt;Teu mais ligeiro olhar facilmente me descerra&lt;br&gt;embora eu tenha me fechado como dedos, nalgum lugar&lt;br&gt;me abres sempre pétala por pétala como a primavera abre&lt;br&gt;(tocando sutilmente, misteriosamente) a sua primeira rosa &lt;p&gt;Ou se quiseres me ver fechado, eu e&lt;br&gt;minha vida nos fecharemos belamente, de repente,&lt;br&gt;assim como o coração desta flor imagina&lt;br&gt;a neve cuidadosamente descendo em toda a parte; &lt;p&gt;Nada que eu possa perceber neste universo iguala&lt;br&gt;o poder de tua imensa fragilidade: cuja textura&lt;br&gt;compele-me com a cor de seus continentes,&lt;br&gt;restituindo a morte e o sempre cada vez que respira &lt;p&gt;(Não sei dizer o que há em ti que fecha&lt;br&gt;e abre; só uma parte de mim compreende que a&lt;br&gt;voz dos teus olhos é mais profunda que todas as rosas)&lt;br&gt;ninguém, nem mesmo a chuva, tem mãos tão pequenas. &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;E.E. Cummings&lt;/b&gt;, tradução: &lt;b&gt;Augusto de Campus&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Original &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;Somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond&lt;br&gt;any experience, your eyes have their silence:&lt;br&gt;in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,&lt;br&gt;or which i cannot touch because they are too near &lt;p&gt;Your slightest look easily will unclose me&lt;br&gt;though i have closed myself as fingers,&lt;br&gt;you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens&lt;br&gt;(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose &lt;p&gt;Or if your wish be to close me, i and&lt;br&gt;my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,&lt;br&gt;as when the heart of this flower imagines&lt;br&gt;the snow carefully everywhere descending; &lt;p&gt;Nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals&lt;br&gt;the power of your intense fragility: whose texture&lt;br&gt;compels me with the color of its countries,&lt;br&gt;rendering death and forever with each breathing &lt;p&gt;(i do not know what it is about you that closes&lt;br&gt;and opens; only something in me understands&lt;br&gt;the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)&lt;br&gt;nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands. &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edward Estlin Cummings&lt;/b&gt;, usualmente abreviado como &lt;b&gt;e. e. cummings&lt;/b&gt;, em minúsculas, como o poeta assinava e publicava, (Cambridge, Massachusetts, 14 de outubro de 1894 — North Conway, Nova Hampshire, 3 de setembro de 1962) foi poeta, pintor, ensaísta e dramaturgo americano. Tendo sido, principalmente, poeta, é considerado por Augusto de Campos um dos principais inovadores da linguagem da poesia e da literatura no século XX. &lt;h4&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;A poesia de vanguarda, a rejeição e a reabilitação&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cummings é conhecido do grande público pelo estilo não usual utilizado na maior parte de seus poemas, que incluem o uso não ortodoxo tanto das letras maiúsculas e minúsculas quanto da pontuação, com as quais, inesperadamente, de forma aparentemente errônea, para o leitor desavisado a ponto de não compreender a essência da própria linguagem verbal tal como captada pelo poeta, é capaz de interromper uma frase, ou mesmo palavras individualmente; explora fonemas individuais para chegar ao &quot;microritmo&quot;. Desta forma, alguém poderia criticar o poeta como um &quot;poeta para poetas&quot;, ou seja, um poeta que exige a leitura de um especialista. Após alguns esforços, porém, seus poemas mais inusuais são de leitura bastante simples e fluente. Muitos de seus poemas possuem, também, uma distribuição tipográfica não-linear. Através desta distribuição não-usual, aliada aos recursos anteriormente citados, é possível perceber de que forma a linguagem verbal se forma a partir do nosso inconsciente, resultando, porém, em um texto altamente objetivo, ao mesmo tempo que expressivo. &lt;p&gt;O primeiro livro de cummings é publicado em 1923, quando o Surrealismo começa a delinear-se como a vanguarda predominante. Preocupados basicamente em desenvolver uma revolução do conteúdo, os surrealistas se afastam da revolução estrutural das primeiras décadas do século XX. Cummings, no entanto, segue em outra direção, aprofundando o legado destas últimas de forma mais &quot;construtivista&quot;, tal como o fizeram o cubismo e Kurt Schwitters. &lt;p&gt;Ainda assim, nos anos seguintes cummings teve muita dificuldade em atingir publicação de seus poemas, sofrendo os seus poemas mais inovadores muita rejeição nos EUA, mesmo de críticos que o admiravam em parte, como T.S. Eliot. A partir da década de 1950 começa, de forma gradual, a reabilitação do poeta, tendo, possivelmente, sido influenciada pela movimento da poesia concreta, que obteve grande repercussão mundial e o citava como um dos seus precursores. &lt;p&gt;Apesar da afinidade de cummings com as antigas vanguardas &quot;positivas&quot; do início do século XX e de sua tipografia não usual, parte de seu trabalho é mais tradicional, em verso livre ou poesia em prosa, apresentando, inclusive, poemas em formato desoneto. Seus poemas com frequência tem como pano de fundo o amor e a natureza. Muitos exploram como tema, de forma irônica, o relacionamento do indivíduo com as massas e com o mundo, a crítica aos sistemas político e econômico ocidentais, o conservadorismo (principalmente político) e ao progresso meramente tecnológico. &lt;p&gt;Durante sua vida ele publicou mais de 900 poemas, duas novelas, diversos ensaios e também inúmeros desenhos, sketches e pinturas. É lembrado como uma das vozes mais importantes da literatura do século XX. &lt;p&gt;Entre outros elogios, Ezra Pound disse que não houve na história nenhum tradutor melhor de Catulo para o inglês, o que necessitaria, naturalmente, grande habilidade poética. &lt;p&gt;REFERÊNCIAS: &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/E._E._Cummings&quot;&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/E._E._Cummings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/luzamai?ref=tn_tnmn&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/feeds/7663519286838637025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270811&amp;postID=7663519286838637025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/7663519286838637025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/7663519286838637025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/2013/04/nalgum-lugar-em-que-eu-nunca-estive.html' title='N’algum lugar em que eu nunca estive - Somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond'/><author><name>Luza Mai Marques Seckler</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/109192663290303879969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_AxXpJlNNB0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kXnlYAbbYOU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rewXTLwPqM8/UWL9aMkya-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ADTOe3zcOr0/s72-c/por%252520do%252520sol%252520no%252520mar_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270811.post-4504412135911252521</id><published>2013-04-07T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-07-16T09:51:33.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pintura realizada em 08/07/1984</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 15.454545021057129px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;&quot;&gt;&quot; Às vezes canto por cantar, às vezes danço por dançar, às vezes escrevo só para desabafar, e às vezes pinto por pintar (sem nenhum dom ou talento), porque a ARTE é o que sai de dentro, a manifestação mais pura das nossas emoções...e se sai de dentro, LIMPA...e se limpa, CURA...e se cura, TRANSFORMA...&quot; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; (&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Luza Mai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-K0aSmZ3U0T0/UWHo8-F6-CI/AAAAAAAAAPo/SyUXEvwFMu4/s1600-h/Foto0711%25255B2%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;O 1º desenho foi em 08/07/84 e a pintura em 28/12/03 - Luza Mai&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;184&quot; src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/-xYVnsJa5uaw/UWHo-shDo5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/BJUbdusOYyo/Foto0711_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; title=&quot;O 1º desenho foi em 08/07/84 e a pintura em 28/12/03 - Luza Mai&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Pintado em 08/07/84&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sempre gostei de desenhar e de pintar, mas nunca me dediquei à pintura como ao desenho. Esta pintura nasceu da necessidade de concretizar um desenho que gostava de rabiscar em papéis desde criança.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; É uma cabeça humana … &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; É a representação simbólica da alma humana e de sua atividade para a &quot;Iluminação.&quot; Em lugar dos cabelos, ESTRELAS, iluminando a mente e os pensamentos; a íris e a pupila dos olhos são substituídas pela LUZ das estrelas, o “espelho da alma”; as LÁGRIMAS representam as dores que a alma deve enfrentar no mundo terreno; o nariz é representado por uma CAVERNA, onde residem todos os mistérios e obscuridades da personalidade humana, que devem vir à tona, para que sejam iluminados pelos dois SOIS, que ficam nas laterais, tentando penetrar na CAVERNA; &amp;nbsp;a &amp;nbsp;ESCADA representa a boca (alimento): é o CAMINHO que tem que ser percorrido para chegar à CAVERNA; o FOGO representa o começo de tudo, o princípio criativo que nos impulsiona à evolução.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;(PS: O quadro foi pintado em 8/07/84 e essa interpretação foi escrita há pouco tempo, quando tentava dar um significado para o que desenhava há tanto tempo...as pinturas são livres para serem sentidas e interpretadas de acordo com o espectador).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luza Mai / 2013&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/luzamai?ref=tn_tnmn&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/feeds/4504412135911252521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270811&amp;postID=4504412135911252521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/4504412135911252521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/4504412135911252521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/2013/04/pintura-realizada-em-08071984.html' title='Pintura realizada em 08/07/1984'/><author><name>Luza Mai Marques Seckler</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/109192663290303879969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_AxXpJlNNB0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kXnlYAbbYOU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-xYVnsJa5uaw/UWHo-shDo5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/BJUbdusOYyo/s72-c/Foto0711_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270811.post-7412158645981651831</id><published>2013-03-26T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-26T14:22:58.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RADIO NA EDUCAÇÃO KAHIL GIBRAND.wmv</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;O RADIO COMO FERRAMENTA PEDAGÓGICA: Modelo de programa de rádio produzido pelas professoras Luza Mai, Nádia Lima e Rejane Steigleder. 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&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;object class=&quot;BLOGGER-youtube-video&quot; classid=&quot;clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000&quot; codebase=&quot;http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0&quot; data-thumbnail-src=&quot;http://img.youtube.com/vi/54Sf2Qg8CiE/0.jpg&quot; height=&quot;266&quot; width=&quot;320&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/54Sf2Qg8CiE&amp;source=uds&quot; /&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;bgcolor&quot; value=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; /&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot; /&gt;&lt;embed width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;266&quot;  src=&quot;http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/54Sf2Qg8CiE&amp;source=uds&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Acabei de assistir a essa palestra com a Drª Irvênia Prada e deixo aqui alguns pontos que considerei importantes, para quem interessar possa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Drª Irvênia Prada é médica veterinária pela USP - Universidade de São Paulo &amp;nbsp;e é considerada uma autoridade mundial na comunidade científica sobre a neuroanatomia animal. Irvênia está ligada a várias entidades que trabalham com a proteção e defesa dos nossos bichos. É autora dos livros &quot;A Alma dos Animais&quot; e &quot;A questão espiritual dos animais&quot;. Um dos assuntos abordados em suas obras é a Zooterapia que é o conjunto de procedimentos que visam auxiliar o paciente para a melhoria do seu quadro clínico mediante a utilização de animais. Ha mais de 25 anos atua como palestrante e divulgadora dos conhecimentos acadêmicos veterinários aliados à Doutrina Espírita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A palestra da Drª Irvênia é sobre &quot;A trajetória do ser espiritual - da animalidade à angelitude&quot; &amp;nbsp;e &quot;Evolução e funções do cérebro - órgão da manifestação &amp;nbsp;da mente.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Assuntos que são tratados na palestra:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- O processo evolutivo na obra espírita;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- A célula é inteligente - evolução em dois planos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- Hipótese kardequiana sobre a origem do corpo humano;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- A &quot;tração dianteira&quot; o vetor do processo evolutivo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- André Luiz e Paul Mac Lean - os gigantes do cérebro trino;&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- O que herdamos do complexo reptiliano;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- A interação cérebro - mente;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- A questão do anencéfalo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- Algumas curiosidades...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- O escolher como aspecto moral;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- A angelitude e o divino amor fraternal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Estou fazendo a transcrição de algumas partes da palestra para que possam saber do que se trata sem precisar carregar todo o vídeo, e por ficar mais fácil para fazerem algum comentário...o que me deixaria muito feliz!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gregório Magno&lt;/u&gt; - nasceu em Roma ano 540 (Papa e santificado)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;O ser humano tem algo dos anjos, algo dos pássaros, algo das flores, e algo das pedras.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ação dos Espíritos sobre a Natureza -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Livro dos Espíritos - item 540 &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&quot;...É assim que tudo se encadeia na Natureza, desde o átomo primitivo ao arcanjo, &lt;u&gt;pois ele mesmo começo pelo átomo.&quot; &lt;/u&gt;(ou seja, o próprio arcanjo).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Processo Evolutivo - No Mundo Maior - André Luiz (cap. III) &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&quot;A &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crisálida&amp;nbsp;da consciência&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que reside no cristal a rolar na corrente do rio, aí se acha em processo liberatório; &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;as árvores&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;que por vezes se aprumam centenas de anos, a suportar os golpes do inverno e acalentadas pelas carícias da Primavera, estão &lt;b&gt;conquistando a&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;memória&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;a fêmea do tigre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lambendo os filhinhos recém-natos, &lt;b&gt;aprende rudimentos do amor&lt;/b&gt;; &lt;b style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;o símio, &lt;/b&gt;guinchando &lt;b&gt;organiza a faculdade da palavra.&lt;/b&gt;&quot; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&quot;Desde a ameba, na água tépida do mar, até o homem, vimos lutando, aprendendo e selecionando invariavelmente.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Das cristalizações atômicas, e dos minerais, dos vírus e do protoplasma, das bactérias e das amebas, das algas e dos vegetais... &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O PRINCÍPIO ESPIRITUAL...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- esboçou a estrutura esquelética;&lt;br /&gt;- ensaiou os sistemas vascular e nervoso;&lt;br /&gt;- conquistou o instinto e a inteligência;&lt;br /&gt;- penetrou nas faixas inaugurais da razão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot; ...na romagem para o reino angélico...(do átomo ao arcanjo)&quot; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Evolução em dois Mundos - cap.III&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Evolução em Dois Mundos (cap. XI) &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&quot;Guarda a criatura humana...na tessitura dos próprios órgãos a herança dos milhões de estágios, nos reinos inferiores...&quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;A Drª Irvênia declara que existe uma firme alusão, por todas as pesquisas e todo material de extensa bibliografia, que esse processo evolutivo comece nos cristais, nos minerais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amigos, vou dar uma pausa e prometo continuar postando sobre o vídeoassim que puder...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;* Neuroanatomia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;é o ramo da&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anatomia&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; background-image: none; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Anatomia&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;anatomia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;que estuda a organização anatômica do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sistema_nervoso&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; background-image: none; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Sistema nervoso&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;sistema nervoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;. Nos animais&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vertebrados&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; background-image: none; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Vertebrados&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;vertebrados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;, estuda as inumeráveis ligações entre os&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;mw-redirect&quot; href=&quot;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nervos&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; background-image: none; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Nervos&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;nervos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/C%C3%A9rebro&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; background-image: none; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Cérebro&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;cérebro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;até a região (&quot;periférica&quot;) do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corpo&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; background-image: none; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Corpo&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;a qual tem conexão e a estrutura interna do cérebro, em particular. Ambos assuntos são objeto de estudos extremamente elaborados. Como resultado, o estudo da neuroanatomia desenvolveu uma disciplina em si, embora também represente uma especialização dentro da&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neuroci%C3%AAncia&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; background-image: none; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Neurociência&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;neurociência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;. Investiga também, com igual importância, o delineamento das regiões do cérebro, a distinção entre as estruturas e mantêm centralizado seu foco de atenção para a investigação de como este complexo sistema trabalha. Por exemplo, muito de que os neurocientistas aprenderam advém da observ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 23.99147605895996px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;ação sobre &quot;lesões&quot; em áreas específicas do cérebro e como afeta o comportamento na relação com outras funções neurais. (Wikipedia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/luzamai?ref=tn_tnmn&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/feeds/3590286047357588146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270811&amp;postID=3590286047357588146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/3590286047357588146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/3590286047357588146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/2013/03/a-trajetoria-do-ser-espiritual-da.html' title='A TRAJETÓRIA DO SER ESPIRITUAL DA ANIMALIDADE À ANGELITUDE '/><author><name>Luza Mai Marques Seckler</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/109192663290303879969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_AxXpJlNNB0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kXnlYAbbYOU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270811.post-6322996011583191755</id><published>2013-02-26T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2013-02-26T10:48:41.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O uso da internet , das redes sociais e do SMS são prejudiciais ao  desempenho linguístico dos jovens?         </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhFPPP2plq4/USz6odks-3I/AAAAAAAAANc/5I_TipdfEAg/s1600/CRIAN%C3%87A+E+TECNOLOGIA.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; height=&quot;236&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhFPPP2plq4/USz6odks-3I/AAAAAAAAANc/5I_TipdfEAg/s320/CRIAN%C3%87A+E+TECNOLOGIA.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Existe uma ideia generalizada de que o uso das novas tecnologias de comunicação atrapalha o desempenho linguístico das crianças e dos adolescentes. Em primeiro lugar, devemos ter em mente que&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;o desempenho linguístico&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;diz respeito à capacidade que o usuário da língua tem de comunicar-se em diferentes contextos sociocomunicativos. Isto requer do indivíduo um reconhecimento do tipo de discurso e do gênero textual que deverá ser usado durante a comunicação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O uso das mensagens pelos celulares, que requer objetividade e rapidez na comunicação, pode ser comparado ao uso da linguagem telegráfica, muito utilizada antigamente, através dos telegramas, com os mesmos objetivos (informar com o menor número de caracteres possível), portanto o formato do texto e a linguagem é adequada à situação interativa vigente.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Ao manusear o teclado do celular para enviar torpedos, e-mail &amp;nbsp;etc. o usuário amplia seus conhecimentos e competências &amp;nbsp;comunicativas, partindo dos conhecimentos anteriores &amp;nbsp;em direção aos novos. Escrever uma mensagem para celular é diferente de escrever um e-mail, ou um post no facebook; assim como escrever um e-mail a um amigo é diferente de escrever um e-mail a uma autoridade. São situações diversas que exigem formas diferentes de uso da língua, não significando que são melhores ou piores, que decorrem da influência das novas tecnologias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Se a escola formar o aluno para essa diversidade de situações comunicativas, habilitando-o a reconhecer e a usar a linguagem e o gênero textual adequados a cada contexto, não afetará o desempenho linguístico dos jovens, principalmente se &amp;nbsp;a escola habilitá-lo a dominar com propriedade a norma culta da língua, para usá-la quando for necessário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Luza Mai/2013 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/luzamai?ref=tn_tnmn&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/feeds/6322996011583191755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270811&amp;postID=6322996011583191755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/6322996011583191755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/6322996011583191755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/2013/02/o-uso-da-internet-das-redes-sociais-e.html' title='O uso da internet , das redes sociais e do SMS são prejudiciais ao  desempenho linguístico dos jovens?         '/><author><name>Luza Mai Marques Seckler</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/109192663290303879969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_AxXpJlNNB0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kXnlYAbbYOU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EhFPPP2plq4/USz6odks-3I/AAAAAAAAANc/5I_TipdfEAg/s72-c/CRIAN%C3%87A+E+TECNOLOGIA.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270811.post-3619210314409556718</id><published>2013-02-12T13:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2013-03-17T11:41:10.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>  SING MY LOVE SONG - assista ao vídeo e dance com eles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3 style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Costumo receber recomendações de vídeos do YouTube e na semana passada este foi um deles. Belíssima música &quot;Sing my love song&quot; da década de 70, mais precisamente, 1976.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Jackpot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amsterdam&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; color: #0b0080; line-height: 24px; text-align: start; text-decoration: initial;&quot; title=&quot;Amsterdam&quot;&gt;Amsterdam -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Popgroep&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; color: #0b0080; line-height: 24px; text-align: start; text-decoration: initial;&quot; title=&quot;Rock Band&quot;&gt;banda pop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;que existiu de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/1972&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; color: #0b0080; line-height: 24px; text-align: start; text-decoration: initial;&quot; title=&quot;1972&quot;&gt;1972&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/1977&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; color: #0b0080; line-height: 24px; text-align: start; text-decoration: initial;&quot; title=&quot;1977&quot;&gt;1977&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;&quot;&gt;Seus maiores&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hit_(muziek)&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; color: #0b0080; line-height: 24px; text-align: start; text-decoration: initial;&quot; title=&quot;Hit (música)&quot;&gt;sucessos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;foram&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;Está todo mundo feliz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;e&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;U&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;m e um é dois&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 24px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Assista e dance com eles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;344&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/gRP46bsWFkY&quot; width=&quot;459&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/luzamai?ref=tn_tnmn&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/feeds/3619210314409556718/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270811&amp;postID=3619210314409556718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/3619210314409556718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/3619210314409556718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/2013/02/jackpot-band-sing-my-love-song-dance.html' title='  SING MY LOVE SONG - assista ao vídeo e dance com eles...'/><author><name>Luza Mai Marques Seckler</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/109192663290303879969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_AxXpJlNNB0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kXnlYAbbYOU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/gRP46bsWFkY/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270811.post-6650201645462008665</id><published>2013-01-25T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2013-01-25T13:49:02.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTAMOS REALMENTE APROVEITANDO O TEMPO QUE NOS RESTA NESTE PLANO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xNyizsQnBk4/UQL9c4ciAyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/mlhpgDZjKck/s1600/meu_conhecimento.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xNyizsQnBk4/UQL9c4ciAyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/mlhpgDZjKck/s320/meu_conhecimento.jpg&quot; width=&quot;248&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Comecei a observar a minha falta de tempo para visitar os amigos, ouvi-los nas suas necessidades, fazer algo novo, andar sem rumo, &amp;nbsp;falar besteiras, rir à toa, comecei a sentir-me sobrecarregada e notei que estou me tornando muito séria e muito &quot;chata&quot;. Percebi uma forte inclinação pelo perfeccionismo nas atividades que teria que desenvolver. Uma &quot;neurose&quot; por querer ler tudo o que me &quot;caia &quot; às mãos. por fim acabava tendo muitas informações, e uma série de coisas lá fora me esperando para viver e aprender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Foi quando encontrei um texto que me agradou bastante, &amp;nbsp;por me relembrar aquilo que eu já sabia, mas havia esquecido por um tempo. O texto era um artigo chamado &quot;Notas sobre a experiência e o saber de experiência&quot; de Jorge Larrosa Bondía.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Depois de ler o artigo, cheguei a conclusão que tenho me esforçado demais na busca de conhecimento &amp;nbsp;e de informações, achando que isso me deixaria mais perfeita, mais forte, determinada, inteligente, amorosa, paciente, tolerante, porque essas características são o caminho para a evolução ...e descobri que tenho &quot;mil&quot; coisas para aprender na prática, porque a &quot;teoria&quot; não vai me transformar em uma criatura melhor e sim, as minhas experiências, mesmo que negativas, mesmo que errando muitas vezes, mas tentando de uma nova forma, buscando soluções alternativas, isso sim é APRENDIZAGEM, que só é possível através das experiências.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Vou tentar&amp;nbsp;resumi-lo, usando a minha memória e o meu entendimento sobre o mesmo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Vivemos em um mundo onde a informação é extremamente valorizada. Principalmente agora com as novas tecnologias, ficamos&amp;nbsp;obcecados pela busca de novos conhecimentos. Acreditamos que quanto mais informações e conhecimento tivermos a respeito de tudo, estaremos aprendendo e nos preparando para as dificuldades que a vida nos apresentará. Ledo engano, pois quanto mais tempo gastarmos estudando, lendo, buscando informações, menos teremos experiências, vivências. Seremos aqueles que têm uma receita para tudo e para todos, sem nunca ter tido experiências de vida.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Assim, podemos nos tornar aqueles que passam o tempo todo atrás de informação e que nada nos acontece, pois não há espaço para a vivência, a troca. A obsessão pela informação anula as nossas possibilidades de experiências.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Quando temos informação e conhecimento sobre determinado assunto passamos a &quot;opinar&quot;. E então essas opiniões são &quot;supostamente&quot; nossas, porque reproduzimos aquilo que ouvimos , ou lemos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;E assim, vamos seguindo, sem querer &quot;perder tempo&quot;, como se tempo fosse uma mercadoria, muito rara e por isso não deixamos que nada nos aconteça. Cada vez o nosso tempo é mais escasso por excesso de trabalho e busca de informação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Na escola, massacramos nossos alunos com informações, que logo serão esquecidas, porque falta a experiência, a prática que são fatores indispensáveis para a aprendizagem. Para que haja aprendizagem é necessário que haja mudança de comportamento, que atuemos na realidade de forma diferente da que agiríamos antes do aprendizado. É necessário que esse conhecimento esteja integrado com a vida, que tenha um significado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Para que tenhamos sabedoria é necessário nos tornarmos os sujeitos da experiência, ou seja, estarmos disponíveis, receptivos, abertos, &quot;&lt;b&gt;EX&lt;/b&gt;-postos&quot;, assumindo todos os riscos que a nossa vulnerabilidade poderá trazer. Somos incapazes de viver uma experiência quando nos &lt;b&gt;pomos&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;-pomos, &lt;b&gt;IM&lt;/b&gt;-pomos, mas não nos &lt;b&gt;EX&lt;/b&gt;-pomos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Se nada nos toca, nada nos afeta, nada nos ameaça, nada nos sucede, então NADA nos ocorre, NADA nos acontece, não há NADA que aprender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Fazer uma experiência com algo significa que algo nos acontece, nos alcança; que se apodera de nós, que &lt;b&gt;nos tomba e nos transforma&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Nos tornamos incapazes de viver experiências, quando mantemos uma postura firme, forte, impávida, inatingível, anestesiada, autodeterminada, definida pelo nosso saber, por nosso poder ou por nossa vontade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Como a experiência tem o componente fundamental da capacidade de formação e de transformação, &amp;nbsp;somente quando nos tornamos o &lt;b&gt;sujeito da experiência&lt;/b&gt;, é que estaremos abertos a nossa própria transformação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; 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style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;VOLTAR AOS DEZESSETE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HXUKCZcmN_o/UPHrW91xGDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/pNuYFfa9PSw/s1600/mercedes-sosa1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HXUKCZcmN_o/UPHrW91xGDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/pNuYFfa9PSw/s400/mercedes-sosa1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5_Nt3mYInyQ/UPHrY7Pb-YI/AAAAAAAAALY/4IMCyyzKlao/s1600/Mercedes-sosa2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5_Nt3mYInyQ/UPHrY7Pb-YI/AAAAAAAAALY/4IMCyyzKlao/s400/Mercedes-sosa2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Volver a los diecisiete después de vivir un siglo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Es como descifrar signos sin ser sabio competente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Volver a ser de repente tan frágil como un segundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Volver a sentir profundo como un niño frente a dios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Eso es lo que siento yo en este instante fecundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br class=&quot;height0&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; line-height: 20.296875px;&quot;&gt;se va enredando, enredando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como en el muro la hiedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Y va brotando, brotando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como el musguito en la piedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como el musguito en la piedra, ay si, si, si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Mi paso retrocedido cuando el de ustedes avance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;El arca de las alianzas ha penetrado en mi nido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Con todo su colorido se ha paseado por mis venas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Y hasta la dura cadena con que nos ata el destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Es como un diamante fino que alumbra mi alma serena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Se va enredando, enredando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como en el muro la hiedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Y va brotando, brotando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como el musguito en la piedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como el musguito en la piedra, ay si, si, si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Lo que puede el sentimiento no lo ha podido el saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height2&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Ni el más claro proceder, ni el más ancho pensamiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Todo lo cambia al momento cual mago condescendiente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Nos aleja dulcemente de rencores y violencias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Solo el amor con su ciencia nos vuelve tan inocentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Se va enredando, enredando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como en el muro la hiedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Y va brotando, brotando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como el musguito en la piedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como el musguito en la piedra, ay si, si, si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;El amor es torbellino de pureza original&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Hasta el feroz animal susurra su dulce trino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Detiene a los peregrinos, libera a los prisioneros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;El amor con sus esmeros al viejo lo vuelve niño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Y al malo sólo el cariño lo vuelve puro y sincero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Se va enredando, enredando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como en el muro la hiedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Y va brotando, brotando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como el musguito en la piedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Como el musguito en la piedra, ay si, si, si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;De par en par la ventana se abrió como por encanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Entró el amor con su manto como una tibia mañana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Al son de su bella diana hizo brotar el jazmín&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Colando cual serafín al cielo le puso aretes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Mis años en diecisiete los convirtió el querubín.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;row height1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20.296875px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Paris, 1863&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; line-height: 19.450000762939453px;&quot;&gt;8 – A doutrina de Jesus ensina sempre a obediência e a resignação, duas virtudes companheiras da doçura, muito ativas, embora os homens as confundam erroneamente com a negação do sentimento e da vontade. A obediência é o consentimento da razão; a resignação é o consentimento do coração. Ambas são forças ativas, porque levam o fardo das provas que a revolta insensata deixa cair. O poltrão não pode ser resignado, assim como o orgulhoso e o egoísta não podem ser obedientes. Jesus foi à encarnação dessas virtudes desprezadas pela antiguidade materialista. Chegou no momento em que a sociedade romana perecia nas fraquezas da corrupção, e vieram fazer brilhar, no seio da humanidade abatida, os triunfos do sacrifício e da renúncia à sensualidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Cada época é assim marcada pelo cunho da virtude ou do vício que a devem salvar ou perder. A virtude da vossa geração é a atividade intelectual, seu vício é a indiferença moral. Digo somente atividade, porque o gênio se eleva de súbito e descobre de relance os horizontes que a multidão só verá depois dele, enquanto a atividade é a reunião dos esforços de todos, para atingir um alvo menos brilhante, mas que prova a elevação intelectual de uma época. Submetei-vos ao impulso que vimos dar aos vossos Espíritos. Obedecei à grande lei do progresso, que é a palavra da vossa geração. Infeliz do Espírito preguiçoso, daquele que fecha o seu entendimento! Infeliz, porque nós, que somos os guias da humanidade em marcha, o chicotearemos, e forçaremos a sua vontade rebelde, com o duplo esforço do freio e da espora. Toda resistência orgulhosa deverá ceder, cedo ou tarde. Mas bem-aventurados os que são mansos, porque darão ouvidos dóceis aos ensinamentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/luzamai?ref=tn_tnmn&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/feeds/6665312730483372758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270811&amp;postID=6665312730483372758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/6665312730483372758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/6665312730483372758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/2013/01/a-virtude-da-vossa-geracao-e-atividade.html' title='A Virtude da vossa geração é a atividade intelectual, seu vício é a indiferença moral...'/><author><name>Luza Mai Marques Seckler</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/109192663290303879969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_AxXpJlNNB0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kXnlYAbbYOU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GrzlU2FjPOU/UOWjiAbIIAI/AAAAAAAAAKA/axbqevr3Tic/s72-c/Slide1.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270811.post-4086667044307329997</id><published>2012-12-30T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-12-30T11:18:51.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Como ser um HOMEM DE BEM?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Vou começar &amp;nbsp;&quot;confessando&quot; que tenho uma &quot;queda&quot; pelo texto &quot;O Homem de Bem&quot;, que se encontra no &amp;nbsp;Capítulo XVII do Livro O EVANGELHO SEGUNDO O ESPIRITISMO de Allan Kardec, cujo título é &quot;Sede Perfeitos&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezRBW5WxJcc/UOB1ogtZpuI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_XyU3hovpbU/s1600/imagesROSA2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;375&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezRBW5WxJcc/UOB1ogtZpuI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_XyU3hovpbU/s400/imagesROSA2.jpg&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;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Deveríamos ler este capítulo todos os dias antes de sair de casa para o trabalho, para o lazer, ou para qualquer outra atividade. Acredito que se lembrássemos de algum desses&amp;nbsp;itens&amp;nbsp;em momentos críticos do nosso dia, evitaríamos tantos erros e desatinos causados pela nossa falta de clareza e discernimento ao vivenciarmos essas situações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Todos nós, ou pelo menos a maioria de nós, dentro das nossas concepções, considera-se uma pessoa&amp;nbsp;de bem. Só que muitas vezes aquilo que consideramos um bem&amp;nbsp;na nossa vida, necessariamente, não significa um bem na vida do &amp;nbsp;próximo, ou um bem REAL &amp;nbsp;para nós mesmos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;A nossa concepção de BEM depende de inúmeros fatores: da nos&lt;/span&gt;sa educação recebida na família, do meio social e cultural em que vivemos, &amp;nbsp;dos valores que fomos estimulados a desenvolver durante a nossa caminhada, &amp;nbsp;das tendências que provêm das nossas existências anteriores etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Todas essas dúvidas em relação a forma como deveríamos agir em determinadas circunstâncias, &amp;nbsp;deve-se, exatamente, ao nosso &lt;b&gt;grau evolutivo&lt;/b&gt;. Ainda nos falta &amp;nbsp;LEMBRAR de tudo aquilo que Jesus falou estar gravado em nossa consciência - as Leis de Deus , mas ainda adormecidas, esperando para desabrocharem, mediante nossos esforços na prática do bem e na busca de conhecimento e &amp;nbsp;de autoconhecimento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Luza Mai Marques Seckler&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Eis um resumo do texto editado pela TV CEI, e que posto aqui, para apreciação e reflexão dos leitores :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XIkfH7ze98I/UOBOwaiPouI/AAAAAAAAAJI/G9PBrrYsiQ8/s1600/o+homem+de+bem.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XIkfH7ze98I/UOBOwaiPouI/AAAAAAAAAJI/G9PBrrYsiQ8/s400/o+homem+de+bem.jpg&quot; width=&quot;266&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;O TEXTO NA ÍNTEGRA:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O verdadeiro homem de bem é aquele que pratica a lei de justiça, de amor e caridade, na sua maior pureza. Se interroga a sua consciência sobre os próprios atos, pergunta se não violou essa lei, se não cometeu o mal, se fez todo o bem&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;que podia&lt;/em&gt;, se não deixou escapar voluntariamente uma ocasião de ser útil, se ninguém tem do que se queixar dele, enfim, se fez aos outros aquilo que queria que os outros fizessem por ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Tem fé em Deus, na sua bondade, na sua justiça e na sua sabedoria; sabe que nada acontece sem a sua permissão, e submete-se em todas as coisas à sua vontade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Tem fé no futuro, e por isso coloca os bens espirituais acima dos bens temporais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Sabe que todas as vicissitudes da vida, todas as dores, todas as decepções, são provas ou expiações, e as aceita sem murmurar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;O homem possuído pelo sentimento de caridade e de amor ao próximo faz o bem pelo bem, sem esperar recompensa, paga o mal com o bem, toma a defesa do fraco contra o forte e sacrifica sempre o seu interesse à justiça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Encontra usa satisfação nos benefícios que distribui, nos serviços que presta, nas venturas que promove, nas lágrimas que faz secar, nas consolações que leva aos aflitos. Seu primeiro impulso é o de pensar nos outros., antes que em si mesmo, de tratar dos interesses dos outros, antes que dos seus. O egoísta, ao contrário, calcula os proveitos e as perdas de cada ação generosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;É bom, humano e benevolente para com todos, sem distinção de raças nem de crenças, porque vê todos os homens como irmãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Respeita nos outros todas as convicções sinceras, e não lança o anátema aos que não pensam como ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Em todas as circunstâncias, a caridade é o seu guia. Considera que aquele que prejudica os outros com palavras maldosas, que fere a suscetibilidade alheia com o seu orgulho e o seu desdém, que não recua à idéia de causar um sofrimento, uma contrariedade, ainda que ligeira, quando a pode evitar, falta ao dever do amor ao próximo e não merece a clemência do Senhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Não tem ódio nem rancor, nem desejos de vingança. A exemplo de Jesus, perdoa e esquece as ofensas, e não se lembra senão dos benefícios. Porque sabe que será perdoado, conforme houver perdoado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;É indulgente para as fraquezas alheias, porque sabe que ele mesmo tem necessidade de indulgência, e se lembra destas palavras do Cristo: “Aquele que está sem pecado atire a primeira pedra”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Não se compraz em procurar os defeitos dos outros, nem a pô-los em evidência. Se a necessidade o obriga a isso, procura sempre o bem que pode atenuar o mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Estuda as suas próprias imperfeições, e trabalha sem cessar em combatê-las. Todos os seus esforços tendem a permitir-lhe dizer, amanhã, que traz em si alguma coisa melhor do que na véspera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Não tenta fazer valer o seu espírito, nem os seus talentos, às expensas dos outros. Pelo contrário, aproveita todas as ocasiões para fazer ressaltar a vantagens dos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Não se envaidece em nada com a sua sorte, nem com os seus predicados pessoais, porque sabe que tudo quanto lhe foi dado pode ser retirado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Usa mas não abusa dos bens que lhe são concedidos, porque sabe tratar-se de um depósito, do qual deverá prestar contas, e que o emprego mais prejudicial para si mesmo, que poderá lhes dar, é pô-los ao serviço da satisfação de suas paixões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se nas relações sociais, alguns homens se encontram na sua dependência, trata-os com bondade e benevolência, porque são seus iguais perante Deus. Usa sua autoridade para erguer-lhes a moral, e não para os esmagar com o seu orgulho, e evita tudo quanto poderia tornar mais penosa a sua posição subalterna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;O subordinado, por sua vez, compreende os deveres da sua posição, e tem o escrúpulo de procurar cumpri-los conscientemente.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;(Ver cap.XVII, nº 9)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;O homem de bem, enfim, respeita nos seus semelhantes todos os direitos que lhes são assegurados pelas leis da natureza, como desejaria que os seus fossem respeitados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;21Evangelhotextook&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19.450000762939453px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-top: 0.7em; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Esta não é a relação completa das qualidades que distinguem o homem de bem, mas quem quer que se esforce para possuí-las, estará no caminho que conduz às demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;O EVANGELHO SEGUNDO O ESPIRITISMO de Allan Kardec&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/luzamai?ref=tn_tnmn&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/feeds/4086667044307329997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35270811&amp;postID=4086667044307329997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/4086667044307329997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35270811/posts/default/4086667044307329997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzamai.blogspot.com/2012/12/como-ser-um-homem-de-bem.html' title='Como ser um HOMEM DE BEM?'/><author><name>Luza Mai Marques Seckler</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/109192663290303879969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_AxXpJlNNB0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kXnlYAbbYOU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezRBW5WxJcc/UOB1ogtZpuI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_XyU3hovpbU/s72-c/imagesROSA2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35270811.post-2899068229275525113</id><published>2012-12-28T11:58:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-12-28T11:58:23.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Receita de Ano Novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ae0000; font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Receita de Ano Novo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNj0RYWltrE/UN35sU2i2lI/AAAAAAAAAI4/WGF0x6INjhA/s1600/Penguins.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNj0RYWltrE/UN35sU2i2lI/AAAAAAAAAI4/WGF0x6INjhA/s400/Penguins.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para você ganhar belíssimo Ano Novo&lt;br /&gt;cor de arco-íris, ou da cor da sua paz,&lt;br /&gt;Ano Novo sem comparação como todo o tempo já vivido&lt;br /&gt;(mal vivido ou talvez sem sentido)&lt;br /&gt;para você ganhar um ano&lt;br /&gt;não apenas pintado de novo, remendado às carreiras,&lt;br /&gt;mas novo nas sementinhas do vir-a-ser,&lt;br /&gt;novo até no coração das coisas menos percebidas&lt;br /&gt;(a começar pelo seu interior)&lt;br /&gt;novo espontâneo, que de tão perfeito nem se nota,&lt;br /&gt;mas com ele se come, se passeia,&lt;br /&gt;se ama, se compreende, se trabalha,&lt;br /&gt;você não precisa beber champanha ou qualquer outra birita,&lt;br /&gt;não precisa expedir nem receber mensagens&lt;br /&gt;(planta recebe mensagens?&lt;br /&gt;passa telegramas?).&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa fazer lista de boas intenções&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;para arquivá-las na gaveta.&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa chorar de arrependido&lt;br /&gt;pelas besteiras consumadas&lt;br /&gt;nem parvamente acreditar&lt;br /&gt;que por decreto da esperança&lt;br /&gt;a partir de janeiro as coisas mudem&lt;br /&gt;e seja tudo claridade, recompensa,&lt;br /&gt;justiça entre os homens e as nações,&lt;br /&gt;liberdade com cheiro e gosto de pão matinal,&lt;br /&gt;direitos respeitados, começando&lt;br /&gt;pelo direito augusto de viver.&lt;br /&gt;Para ganhar um ano-novo&lt;br /&gt;que mereça este nome,&lt;br /&gt;você, meu caro, tem de merecê-lo,&lt;br /&gt;tem de fazê-lo de novo, eu sei que não é fácil,&lt;br /&gt;mas tente, experimente, consciente.&lt;br /&gt;É dentro de você que o Ano Novo&lt;br /&gt;cochila e espera desde sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana; 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