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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYAQXs7fSp7ImA9WhVTEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404</id><updated>2012-02-23T10:35:40.505-03:00</updated><category term="Sonhos" /><category term="Gatos" /><category term="Fé" /><category term="Palavras soltas" /><category term="Cyberpunk" /><category term="Gutnaki" /><category term="None" /><category term="São Paulo" /><category term="Podcast" /><category term="Paixão" /><category term="Meus Textos" /><category term="mimimi" /><category term="Sexo" /><category term="Friend Stuff" /><category term="Friends" /><category term="Lord of the Rings" /><category term="PalmasCalor" /><category term="heart" /><category term="Frases Épicas" /><category term="Títulos" /><category term="Palmas" /><category term="Comida" /><category term="Mente" /><category term="felicidades" /><category term="Inception" /><category term="Música" /><category term="SdA" /><category term="Aniversário" /><category term="Pride" /><category term="Preguiça" /><category term="Latim" /><category term="Self" /><category term="bio" /><category term="Rock in Rio" /><category term="Carnaval" /><category term="Enxaqueca" /><category term="twitter" /><category term="Perfume" /><category term="Rpg" /><category term="Myself" /><category term="Nosenseless" /><category term="Filosofia" /><category term="Contos" /><category term="Fotografia" /><category term="Histórias" /><category term="Entalis" /><category term="Vícios" /><category term="Calor" /><title>No Senseless</title><subtitle type="html">O mundo é uma tragédia para os que sentem e uma comédia para os que pensam.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/nosenseless" /><feedburner:info uri="nosenseless" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUDRXgyeSp7ImA9WhVTEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-6587645952865455310</id><published>2012-02-22T23:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T10:04:34.691-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-23T10:04:34.691-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mimimi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SdA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Carnaval" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Epicness</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;
É engraçado como nossas vidas as vezes se parecerem com aqueles livros épicos que lemos ocasionalmente.&lt;br /&gt;
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Este feriado que eu passei em Brasília é um desses momentos. Ele me lembrou bastante o livro Senhor dos Anéis. Calma, vou explicar.&lt;br /&gt;
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Antes de empreender a viagem, minha vida estava razoavelmente monótona. Não acontecia nada de especial nela, até que com o convite a ir passar o carnaval em Brasília, as coisas mudaram um pouco. Houve a viagem e um primeiro encontro com pessoas há conhecidas, e então juntos passamos a explorar a cidade.&lt;br /&gt;
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Em um determinado momento dois grupos se separaram e desenvolveram agendas razoavelmente diferentes mas sempre nos encontrávamos pelo menos ao final do dia.&lt;br /&gt;
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Muita aventura, muita zuação e muitas coisas que não posso falar aqui aconteceram. E no fim cada um voltava para sua própria vida, de volta a massante rotina do dia-a-dia.&lt;br /&gt;
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Muito dessa narrativa se assemelha a narrativa do citado livro. O mundo comum, o chamado à aventura, o clímax, o retorno ao mundo comum.&lt;br /&gt;
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E da mesma forma que aconteceu com Frodo no livro, a cada viagem dessas que eu faço e que me divirto e cresço como pessoa, mas a volta ao mundo comum me mostra que eu não me sinto mais desse lugar.&lt;br /&gt;
Eh como empreender uma epopéia para salvar seu mundo para, no final, descobrir que você não se sente mais uma criatura daquele lugar.&lt;br /&gt;
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É assim que me sinto hoje, e em qualquer momento que as coisas feitas forem suficientes para transformar a minha vida comum e monótona em um verdadeiro épico Tolkieniano.&lt;br /&gt;
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Espero que em breve eu descubra uma nova aventura e conheça mais pessoas legais como as que conheci nesse carnaval.&lt;br /&gt;
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"&lt;i&gt;Que os bons ventos os guiem pelas sendas que escolhestes para trilhar em suas vidas!&lt;/i&gt;", Caeryn - Entalis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-6587645952865455310?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/7O7-wXEeX2I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/6587645952865455310/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/epicness.html#comment-form" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/6587645952865455310?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/6587645952865455310?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/7O7-wXEeX2I/epicness.html" title="Epicness" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Palmas, Palmas</georss:featurename><georss:point>-10.168891 -48.33172</georss:point><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/epicness.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EDRHk9eCp7ImA9WhRaGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-3784267551712486380</id><published>2012-02-22T12:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T12:47:55.760-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-22T12:47:55.760-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mimimi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Carnaval" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Endseasonless</title><content type="html">E mais uma vez uma temporada termina. Tudo bem que não era uma temporada como as tradicionais temporadas que levam o ano inteiro, mas sim uma série de capítulos especiais, que posso chamar de "Especial de Carnaval".&lt;br /&gt;
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Me diverti muito com meus amigos &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Willdf"&gt;@willdf&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/_IRONY_"&gt;@_IRONY_&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bsromulo"&gt;@bsromulo&lt;/a&gt; e conheci vários lugares novos em Brasília e também visitei alguns que eu já conhecia. Só para vcs terem uma idéia, eu tirei 740 fotos entre a câmera fotográfica e o celular.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu só sei que esse carnaval eu me diverti muito, causei muito, fui polêmico, me diverti horrores com o &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Willdf"&gt;@Willdf&lt;/a&gt; e até cantei uma música de musical com o &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bsromulo"&gt;@bsromulo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Esse carnaval foi excelente, e já estou com saudade dele, pois eu viajo hoje à noite. Esse feriado vai deixar saudade e uma vontade de visitar de novo meus amigos de Brasília muito em breve, nem que eu tenha de vir dirigindo a Perséphone (minha moto).&lt;br /&gt;
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Só posso dizer que eu AMEI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-3784267551712486380?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/jZHlDtoy_xE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/3784267551712486380/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/endseasonless.html#comment-form" title="3 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/3784267551712486380?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/3784267551712486380?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/jZHlDtoy_xE/endseasonless.html" title="Endseasonless" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/endseasonless.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YBSXo8fSp7ImA9WhRaGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-2092704087675246324</id><published>2012-02-21T18:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T18:19:18.475-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-21T18:19:18.475-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Anyless</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daquela sensa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de que vc queria estar fazendo alguma coisa mas a pregui&amp;#231;a n&amp;#227;o deixa bem mesmo levantar pra pegar o computador, imagine ent&amp;#227;o sair pra farrear com os amigos.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;E essa chuvinha gelada e esse vento fresco n&amp;#227;o ajudam nada.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;E eu vou ficando aqui, deitado como se n&amp;#227;o houvesse amanh&amp;#227;...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-2092704087675246324?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/x5JcAHEkXfQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/2092704087675246324/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/anyless.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/2092704087675246324?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/2092704087675246324?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/x5JcAHEkXfQ/anyless.html" title="Anyless" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/anyless.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8ASX0yeSp7ImA9WhRaF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-8736791742265131074</id><published>2012-02-19T23:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T23:10:48.391-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-19T23:10:48.391-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bio" /><title>Twitter(1)</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Programador, blogueiro, fot&amp;#243;grafo e cantor amador. Simp&amp;#225;tico, inteligente, bonito e bem humorado. Com tantos dotes n&amp;#227;o sei como fui virar putTWITTEIRO!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-8736791742265131074?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/m8j3lAhNjz0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/8736791742265131074/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/twitter1.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/8736791742265131074?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/8736791742265131074?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/m8j3lAhNjz0/twitter1.html" title="Twitter(1)" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Guará, Guará</georss:featurename><georss:point>-15.811086 -47.968987</georss:point><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/twitter1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUINRng6fSp7ImA9WhRaF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-2986571243468650277</id><published>2012-02-19T22:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T23:06:37.615-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-19T23:06:37.615-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="heart" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Myself" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Loveness</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daqueles momentos que voc&amp;#234; v&amp;#234; dois amigos se pegando no amor infinito e voc&amp;#234; fica naquela sensa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de euforia, felicidade, depress&amp;#227;o, excita&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, tudo de uma vez s&amp;#243;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mas n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; por eles, mas porque tanta coisa aconteceu comigo nesses dois anos, querer namorar, trair, namorar de novo e perceber que n&amp;#227;o era bem aquilo que eu queria, que eu percebi que n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; f&amp;#225;cil manter aquela diretiva que eu defini daqui em diante para essa pessoa.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Para aqueles que n&amp;#227;o conhecem essa diretiva, eu a chamei de Diretiva 1. Ela n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; complexa. Ela simplesmente postula que eu posso sim ser feliz solteiro, sem precisar de algu&amp;#233;m do meu lado para me sentir feliz.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Na maioria das atividades dessa pessoa que vos escreve, a Diretiva 1 funciona perfeitamente, eliminando aquela sensa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de vazio que existia dentro de mim mesmo por estar sozinho. Eu me lembro nessas horas que h&amp;#225; amigos pra isso, e tamb&amp;#233;m que h&amp;#225; coisas que eu posso fazer sozinho que me deixam da mesma forma feliz.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No entanto, h&amp;#225; situa&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es que n&amp;#227;o posso fazer nada. Quando essas coisas acontecem, a depress&amp;#227;o* vem e se instala. Ver meus amigos namorando felizes me deixa deprimido, sabia? Como disse no segundo par&amp;#225;grafo, n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; nada com eles. Eu ainda n&amp;#227;o sei como lidar com essa coisa da felicidade de ter algu&amp;#233;m do meu lado dividindo todos os momentos da minha vida com ela. E &amp;#233; a&amp;#237; que a Diretiva deveria funcionar porque eu percebi que n&amp;#227;o quero compartilhar todos os momentos da minha vida com outra pessoa. Quero ter meu espa&amp;#231;o que &amp;#233; inacess&amp;#237;vel &amp;#224; todos. Meu mundo seguro, minhas caixas de mem&amp;#243;rias todas organizadas dentro da minha cabe&amp;#231;a, e que ningu&amp;#233;m a n&amp;#227;o ser eu mesmo pode tocar.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;E segundo o senso comum dos meus ex-namorados, esse espa&amp;#231;o n&amp;#227;o combina com a cumplicidade do namoro.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ent&amp;#227;o, eu decidi mostrar a mim mesmo que ser solteiro n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; algo ruim. N&amp;#227;o t&amp;#234;m gente que abdica comer carne? Eu abdiquei de ter relacionamentos afetivos. Algu&amp;#233;m pode argumentar que isso &amp;#233; algo infantil e errado, mas e da&amp;#237; que &amp;#233; ou n&amp;#227;o, pelo menos isso s&amp;#243; afeta a mim mesmo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Uma coisa pelo menos eu fa&amp;#231;o. J&amp;#225; aviso com anteced&amp;#234;ncia a pessoa que quiser se aventurar comigo a n&amp;#227;o esperar nada de mim. A pessoa sabe com o que estar&amp;#225; lidando e s&amp;#243; ir&amp;#225; sair comigo ciente disso.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Assim pelo menos eu n&amp;#227;o causo ferimentos emocionais em ningu&amp;#233;m e nem me deprimo* no processo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;E esse &amp;#233; o ponto fraco de tudo. Ver meus amigos felizes me deixa um pouquinho triste, mas n&amp;#227;o porque eu estou solteiro, mas porque eu sei que n&amp;#227;o vou mais compartilhar minha vida dessa forma. Mas esse sou eu, n&amp;#233;? Para sempre o Coiote Solit&amp;#225;rio das Terras Ermas.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;* estou pouco me lixando se voc&amp;#234; achar que a palavra depress&amp;#227;o significa somente a doen&amp;#231;a. Pra mim tamb&amp;#233;m significa estar de baixo astral ou baixa auto estima. Tantas palavras no portugu&amp;#234;s t&amp;#234;m v&amp;#225;rios sentidos, porque justo essa n&amp;#227;o teria? Ent&amp;#227;o, beeeeeeeejo!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-2986571243468650277?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/Ad0aMD2zTwQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/2986571243468650277/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/loveness.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/2986571243468650277?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/2986571243468650277?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/Ad0aMD2zTwQ/loveness.html" title="Loveness" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Guará, Guará</georss:featurename><georss:point>-15.811086 -47.968987</georss:point><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/loveness.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YDQH0zcCp7ImA9WhRaE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-7122897344507435924</id><published>2012-02-16T01:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T02:12:51.388-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-16T02:12:51.388-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Filosofia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Blindness</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Como explicar para as pessoas sobre o mundo sutil quando muitas delas acreditam que esse mundo decadente &amp;#233; &amp;#250;nico e a outra parte est&amp;#225; preocupada demais indo a templos tentando garantir um peda&amp;#231;o de c&amp;#233;u pra si pr&amp;#243;prios?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Como explicar sobre esse mundo que n&amp;#227;o podemos ver, tocar, escutar, somente sentir em nosso interior?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Quando penso nisso, eu penso como seria o mundo se todos f&amp;#244;ssemos cegos de nascen&amp;#231;a. Ningu&amp;#233;m saberia o que &amp;#233; a luz.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mas, nesse mundo haveriam algumas pessoas que tivessem essa habilidade de enxergar um pouquinho. Agora j&amp;#225; pensou se eles tentassem explicar para as outras sobre cores, luz, sombra e tudo o que somente atrav&amp;#233;s dos outros sentidos podemos perceber? Seriam taxados de loucos.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Alguns cegos acreditariam, por n&amp;#227;o terem a mente presa somente nos sentidos dispon&amp;#237;veis: tato, olfato, paladar, audi&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, calor e auto-percep&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Assim eu vejo as coisas aqui nesse mundo. Eu sou um cego que acredita na exist&amp;#234;ncia da luz. No entanto, n&amp;#227;o tento dar nomes ou sentido pra essa coisa que eu mesmo n&amp;#227;o enxergo. Eu simplesmente tento entender da minha posi&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de cego como deve ser esse mundo cheio de cores, texturs, luzes e sombras e tudo mais que s&amp;#243; quem t&amp;#234;m o dom de enxergar t&amp;#234;m.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Por isso, independente da nossa habilidade de enxergar e do entendimento que criamos, o munfo sutil est&amp;#225; l&amp;#225;, dispon&amp;#237;vel da mesma forma para todos, cr&amp;#233;dulos e incr&amp;#233;dulos.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Hoje pensando sobre os programas de pega&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o via celular, percebi que aquilo s&amp;#243; proporciona um al&amp;#237;vio visual e um eterno mostrar e buscar de egos sedentos por aplacar a sede da sua pr&amp;#243;pria solid&amp;#227;o, quase sempre auto-induzida.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;N&amp;#227;o que eu ache errado esses programas, pelo contr&amp;#225;rio, acho bastante &amp;#250;teis. No entanto, essa coisa de achar que ir&amp;#225; encontrar o amor da vida nesses programas (ou qualquer rede social) &amp;#233;, no m&amp;#237;nimo, contraproducente.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;N&amp;#227;o nego que funcione. J&amp;#225; funcionou comigo, mas o grande limitante &amp;#233; a dist&amp;#226;ncia.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No fundo, eu n&amp;#227;o acredito que d&amp;#234; para manter algo &amp;#224; dist&amp;#226;ncia atrav&amp;#233;s desses recursos. No final, voc&amp;#234; acaba sendo uma pessoa sozinha, que acredita estar em um relacionamento &amp;#224; dist&amp;#226;ncia.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Profundo...&lt;/p&gt;
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Então vc acorda, e percebe que não pode fazer. Não assim, naquele lugar. Não pode se dar o luxo de cair na tentação e nos braços e pernas torneadas e naquele corpo bronzeado de alguém que já viveu mais verões que você, e que sabe o que quer, e que naquele momento só quer saber de você.&lt;br /&gt;
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Então, no súbito da noite, as coisas rolam como deveriam rolar, e vc é deixado em sua casa. Vocês tiveram uma excelente noite, exceto pelo sexo. Não por ter sido ruim. Só que pela minha própria decisão de não querer me envolver, por um tempo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Repetindo a frase de uma amiga, &lt;i&gt;"Eu estou fechado para balanço, até que me balancem novamente"&lt;/i&gt;. Mas, no meu caso, a segunda parte é descartável. Ser solteiro. Ser livre, desimpedido. Como é bom!&lt;br /&gt;
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... no entanto, aqueles olhos ainda me perseguem durante a noite. Minha mente não deixa de ser seduzida pelas suas palavras doces, escolhidas a dedo como a caneta de um poeta. Aqueles olhos sedentos por você. Aqueles olhos que desejam seu corpo, apesar de suas palavras terem dito outras coisas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Meu instinto está à mil, mas minha razão disse. Não. Não agora.&lt;br /&gt;
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E assim foi feito. E aqui estou, novamente, jogando videogame e cuidando dos meus gatos enquanto eles me arranham até o fim dos tempos. Mas pelo menos deles eu espero o mais profundo amor sincero. Contanto que eles não falem.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sou um cafajeste? Sim, sou, com certeza. Mas não hoje.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-7723829768377978102?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/654DxEfF72E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/7723829768377978102/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/simple-emotions-2.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/7723829768377978102?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/7723829768377978102?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/654DxEfF72E/simple-emotions-2.html" title="Simple Emotions (2)" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/simple-emotions-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UCSX0yeSp7ImA9WhRbEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-5505111032450211092</id><published>2012-02-03T09:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T09:14:28.391-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-03T09:14:28.391-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Myself" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pride" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Huntiness</title><content type="html">Daquela habilidade que vc têm de ver uma pessoa bonita e praticamente esquecer o que vc estava fazendo originalmente. Uma dessas aconteceu ontem. Eu estava voltando pra minha sala quando aquela pessoa dos ombros largos e braços torneados vem andando na minha frente. CLARO que eu a segui e entrei na sala que ele entrou, e me fiz de desentendido.&lt;br /&gt;
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Quando vi de frente, morri! Cara de safado, tórax e barrigas definidas e com pêlos (sim, eu "vi" através das marcas na camisa), sem aliança nas mãos. Olha, um &lt;i&gt;muscle bear&lt;/i&gt; de primeira!&lt;br /&gt;
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Claro que não deixei só por isso. Movimentei minhas fontes de informação e descobri que a pessoa é muito educada (pim), têm 28 anos e é solteira (pim) e me olhou nos olhos por mais de 3 segundos (pim pim pim pim piiiiiiiiiim).&lt;br /&gt;
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Agora, o que fazer? C'mon, let's go hunting!&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S.: (pim) é uma onomatopéia para o efeito que meu &lt;i&gt;gaydar&lt;/i&gt; faz ao detectar "anomalias" no comportamento heteronormativo. Aloka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-5505111032450211092?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/Lz3_O2ISZps" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/5505111032450211092/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/huntiness.html#comment-form" title="3 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/5505111032450211092?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/5505111032450211092?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/Lz3_O2ISZps/huntiness.html" title="Huntiness" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/huntiness.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8CSH8yfyp7ImA9WhRbEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-3478956571043059565</id><published>2012-02-03T09:07:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T09:07:49.197-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-03T09:07:49.197-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Paixão" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Unlimitedness</title><content type="html">Sobre o sistema de arquivos ZFS, olha o que está escrito.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;ZFS is a 128-bit file system, so it can address 1.84 × 1019 times more data than 64-bit systems such as NTFS. The limitations of ZFS are designed to be so large that they would never be encountered. This was assured by surpassing physical rather than theoretical limitations—there simply is not enough usable matter on the planet Earth to support a maximized ZFS filesystem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Assim que as coisas deviam ser projetadas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-3478956571043059565?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/ZZxRinOxA7Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/3478956571043059565/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/unlimitedness.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/3478956571043059565?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/3478956571043059565?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/ZZxRinOxA7Y/unlimitedness.html" title="Unlimitedness" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/02/unlimitedness.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIGQnw6cSp7ImA9WhRbEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-7644058197757426975</id><published>2012-01-31T21:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T21:52:03.219-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-31T21:52:03.219-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Palavras soltas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Myself" /><title>Simple Emotions</title><content type="html">Daqueles momentos que vc se vê assistindo um clipe de uma das épocas mais felizes da sua vida e conversando com alguém muito interessante.&lt;br /&gt;
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Realmente, não há o que discutir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-7644058197757426975?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/kCbZMDtPruY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/7644058197757426975/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-emotions.html#comment-form" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/7644058197757426975?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/7644058197757426975?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/kCbZMDtPruY/simple-emotions.html" title="Simple Emotions" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-emotions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMCRng_eSp7ImA9WhRbEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-8288173238744183461</id><published>2012-01-31T21:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T21:34:27.641-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-31T21:34:27.641-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vícios" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="felicidades" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Paixão" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gatos" /><title>Os gatos e a nova casinha deles</title><content type="html">Olha, eu vou lhe dizer, não foi minha intenção! Nunca quis que acontecesse isso com eles! Mas eu preciso falar!&lt;br /&gt;
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Tudo aconteceu quando eu resolvi fazer um agrado pros gatinhos! Eu fui, dei uma pesquisada na internet e descobri as coisas que eles mais gostam nesse mundo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Então, eu peguei duas caixas de monitor LCD ainda com os isopores dentro, prendi alguns plásticos e deixei algumas sacolas rasgadas de supermercado dentro, furei umas portinhas nas áreas onde não tinham isopor e coloquei na sala.&lt;br /&gt;
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Me arrependo disso. Nunca mais vi meus gatos. Eles ficam tão entretidos com as caixas que não comem, não vão mais pra caixa de areia, não deitam comigo no colchão, não miam fazendo mimimi. Eu acho que os perdi para sempre para aquela caixa de papelão com isopor que um dia eu quis fazer, para que eles se divertissem um pouco quando eu estivesse trabalhando.&lt;br /&gt;
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Um dia tenho esperança de que eu vá vê-los do lado de fora da caixa. Algum dia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-8288173238744183461?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/0sOoat6Q1gw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/8288173238744183461/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/os-gatos-e-nova-casinha-deles.html#comment-form" title="5 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/8288173238744183461?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/8288173238744183461?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/0sOoat6Q1gw/os-gatos-e-nova-casinha-deles.html" title="Os gatos e a nova casinha deles" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/os-gatos-e-nova-casinha-deles.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUNQ3Yzeyp7ImA9WhRUGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-560726922404934958</id><published>2012-01-30T00:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T00:31:32.883-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-30T00:31:32.883-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Podcast" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Podcastless</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ai, hj foi minha primeira participa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o em uma grava&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de podcast e tou me sentindo uma webcelebridade! T&amp;#225; boua!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ent&amp;#227;o, foi mto divertido e ca&amp;#243;tico, adorei cada instante, mesmo eu falando pouco. Timidez de principiante.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Quando sai e onde foi? Desaquenda beesha, quando o cast sair eu atualizo vc ok? Beeeejo!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-560726922404934958?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/A8g5mwZR9g0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/560726922404934958/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/podcastless.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/560726922404934958?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/560726922404934958?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/A8g5mwZR9g0/podcastless.html" title="Podcastless" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/podcastless.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04FQ305cCp7ImA9WhRUFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-4654082527344871319</id><published>2012-01-26T01:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T01:25:12.328-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-26T01:25:12.328-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Minha fé nos @doisursos</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu s&amp;#243; queria constar uma coisa que me acometeu essa noite, sobre a identidade dos @doisursos.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Eu tenho uma admira&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o muito grande pelas pessoas deles e sua coragem e pioneirismo na web ursina, e me sinto seguindo seus passos. No entanto, me veio uma coisa sobre a identidade deles que eu queria falar, mas n&amp;#227;o sei expressar corretamente, at&amp;#233; que lembrei de uma cena de filme.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No homem aranha 2, quando as pessoas salvam o homem aranha depois de segurar o trem, ele est&amp;#225; sem mascara e as pessoas o admiram por ele ser s&amp;#243; um adolescente, e mesmo assim, a magia permanece, sabe?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Eh assim q me sinto em rela&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o a eles. N&amp;#227;o faz diferen&amp;#231;a pra mim eles serem de carne e osso ou um fake. O importante eh q eles est&amp;#227;o aih. E saber sua identidade nada muda a forma como eu j&amp;#225; os enxergo, a magia n&amp;#227;o se perde.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Era s&amp;#243; isso. Podem voltar a dormir agora.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#201; um dom fr&amp;#225;gil ... e n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; algo que possa manter para sempre.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mas &amp;#233; o dom mais precioso do mundo todo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Use-o bem, pequeno ser humano.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-4396757872380700262?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/6zioH7tJx3M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/4396757872380700262/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/lifeless.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/4396757872380700262?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/4396757872380700262?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/6zioH7tJx3M/lifeless.html" title="Lifeless" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/lifeless.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUCRn8-fip7ImA9WhRVGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-5745113533568121199</id><published>2012-01-18T22:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:24:27.156-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-18T22:24:27.156-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Kittenless</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;... vc ouve um gatinho miando na porta da sua ksa e acode. Outro dia outro gatinho miando e vc salva.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Juro q se um dia ver um gato com o controle remoto da tv e bebendo meu leite de soja, n&amp;#227;o vou achar nada estranho!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-5745113533568121199?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/LM0HcQBY0g4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/5745113533568121199/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/kittenless.html#comment-form" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/5745113533568121199?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/5745113533568121199?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/LM0HcQBY0g4/kittenless.html" title="Kittenless" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/kittenless.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAFRXw_eSp7ImA9WhRVGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-7335938996479942141</id><published>2012-01-17T17:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:38:34.241-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-17T17:38:34.241-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fotografia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Photoless</title><content type="html">... e você compra uma câmera nova que têm controle eletrônico de nível, para facilitar o alinhamento do horizonte das suas fotos e todas as que você tirou saem com o horizonte torto.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vai entender. Por isso, desliguei o "recurso" e estou fazendo da maneira antiga novamente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-7335938996479942141?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/ubqGoekIzOA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/7335938996479942141/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/photoless.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/7335938996479942141?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/7335938996479942141?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/ubqGoekIzOA/photoless.html" title="Photoless" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/photoless.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUECSHk4fCp7ImA9WhRVFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-6329933720528482951</id><published>2012-01-13T15:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:01:09.734-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T15:01:09.734-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sonhos" /><title>Lucid Dream</title><content type="html">Essa noite vou fazer o meu primeiro experimento de alcançar um sonho lúcido usando a técnica WILD (Wake-Initiated Lucid Dream). Vamos ver no que vai dar. Se funcionar, eu posto aki. Se não funcionar, não vou postar.&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Então, vc terá de procurar outra diversão!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-6329933720528482951?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/0AaN9kK62Zc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/6329933720528482951/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/lucid-dream.html#comment-form" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/6329933720528482951?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/6329933720528482951?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/0AaN9kK62Zc/lucid-dream.html" title="Lucid Dream" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/lucid-dream.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YARnkzeCp7ImA9WhRVE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-5160647539317023913</id><published>2012-01-12T08:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T08:52:27.780-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-12T08:52:27.780-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mente" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sonhos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Inception" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Sonhos, Hospital, @4talesa e @dr_marcelo</title><content type="html">Essa noite eu tive um sonho bem diferente, especial, caótico e sinceramente um dos sonhos mais legais que eu já tive.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tudo começou com meu antigo trabalho no hospital municipal da minha cidade. Eu estava na recepção do laboratório de análises clínicas bravo pq a secretária do @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/dr_marcelo"&gt;dr_marcelo&lt;/a&gt; nunca preenchia o código do pedido de exame por completo (lembra como eu odiava isso Rondi?).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Então, eu fui lá falar com ele e de repente me passa o @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/4talesa"&gt;4talesa&lt;/a&gt; todo feliz recolhendo os prontuários dos consultórios e ele fala "&lt;i&gt;Dudu, fica calmo. Vem comigo!&lt;/i&gt;" e então ele começa a cantar a seguinte música:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Glee Cast - Some People (Kurt Solo):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BtPvJUOyCAc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BtPvJUOyCAc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Primeiro que o @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/4talesa"&gt;4talesa&lt;/a&gt; parece com o Kurt e segundo, ele estava andando e entrando em cada consultório cantando essa música! Foi simplesmente interessante.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Então, quando passamos no consultório do @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/dr_marcelo"&gt;dr_marcelo&lt;/a&gt;, ele dá uma olhada de "&lt;i&gt;Ahn, o que foi?&lt;/i&gt;" e entrega os prontuários pra mim e, vejam só, eles estão preenchidos!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eu então falei "&lt;i&gt;Rondinelli, queria ser como vc mas ohh ...&lt;/i&gt;" e então eu comecei a cantar a música:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Glee Cast - Hello, Goodbye:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P26-9ee5gGg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P26-9ee5gGg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
E então, depois disso tudo o @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/dr_marcelo"&gt;dr_marcelo&lt;/a&gt; veio até mim e o @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/4talesa"&gt;4talesa&lt;/a&gt; e disse "&lt;i&gt;Olha, se vocês quiserem eu faço a consulta de vocês de graça! Haha, brinks!&lt;/i&gt;" (sério, com essas palavras!)&lt;br /&gt;
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E um pouco depois, eu acordei e comecei a dar bom dia no twitter, tomei banho e vim pro trabalho escrever esse post pra vcs!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Resumo: Caótico, Insano, Colorido, Dinâmico, Hipnagógico!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1575908742817290404-5160647539317023913?l=nosenseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/nosenseless/~4/2m-nQz_9waM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/feeds/5160647539317023913/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/sonhos-hospital-4talesa-e-drmarcelo.html#comment-form" title="4 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/5160647539317023913?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575908742817290404/posts/default/5160647539317023913?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/nosenseless/~3/2m-nQz_9waM/sonhos-hospital-4talesa-e-drmarcelo.html" title="Sonhos, Hospital, @4talesa e @dr_marcelo" /><author><name>Vindemiatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16632544057688346807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41OZJyRQ7bs/To4Smm99ZXI/AAAAAAAAGDg/RKrQsIo0UQE/s220/416746317.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><georss:featurename>Alameda Cinco - Palmas - TO, Brasil</georss:featurename><georss:point>-10.194226439248629 -48.3093523979187</georss:point><georss:box>-10.19617993924863 -48.3118198979187 -10.192272939248628 -48.3068848979187</georss:box><feedburner:origLink>http://nosenseless.blogspot.com/2012/01/sonhos-hospital-4talesa-e-drmarcelo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIHQnk-eSp7ImA9WhRVEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575908742817290404.post-1137648242657372540</id><published>2012-01-11T13:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T13:15:33.751-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-11T13:15:33.751-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nosenseless" /><title>Poker Face</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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