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Yma Sumak"/><category term="pintura"/><category term="poema de pablo neruda - voz de Pieroluigi"/><category term="police on the Internet"/><category term="policia na internet"/><category term="política"/><category term="política e humor"/><category term="políticamente correcto"/><category term="portugal e os portugueses"/><category term="prémio nobel"/><category term="quarentena"/><category term="ratos"/><category term="revolta"/><category term="senhor"/><category term="sexo"/><category term="simplex"/><category term="terapias"/><category term="velhos tempos"/><category term="verdes anos"/><category term="what is the twitter"/><category term="yann tierson - la crise"/><category term="zeca afonso"/><category term="águia depenada"/><category term="árvores secas - câmara municipal"/><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>181</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-2270280145736344917</id><published>2010-09-09T23:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T23:36:00.299+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yann tierson - la crise"/><title type='text'>music in my mind  this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; height=&quot;344&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/vljrxx6Pof8&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/2270280145736344917/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/2270280145736344917?isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/2270280145736344917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/2270280145736344917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2010/09/music-in-my-mind-this-month.html' title='music in my mind  this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-84151970000118418</id><published>2010-08-09T23:50:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:50:00.205+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jazz"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Joe Zawinul"/><title type='text'>music in my mind  this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Joe Zawinul&#39;s tune &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; height=&quot;161&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/pRrFWp4DUho&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/84151970000118418/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/84151970000118418?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/84151970000118418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/84151970000118418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2010/08/music-in-my-mind-this-month.html' title='music in my mind  this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-8509355858509368716</id><published>2010-07-09T01:58:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T01:58:00.532+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Labordeta - cantautor aragonés"/><title type='text'>music on my mind this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Labordeta -&lt;b&gt; cantautor aragonés&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; height=&quot;385&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/i15eFc_BCu4&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;480&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Habrá un día en que todos&lt;br /&gt;
al levantar la vista&lt;br /&gt;
veremos una tierra&lt;br /&gt;
que ponga LIBERTAD&lt;br /&gt;
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Hermano, aquí mi mano&lt;br /&gt;
será tuya en mi frente&lt;br /&gt;
y tu gesto de siempre&lt;br /&gt;
caerá sin levantar&lt;br /&gt;
huracanes de miedo&lt;br /&gt;
ante la LIBERTAD&lt;br /&gt;
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Haremos el camino&lt;br /&gt;
en un mismo trazado&lt;br /&gt;
uniendo nuestros hombros&lt;br /&gt;
para así levantar&lt;br /&gt;
a aquellos que cayeron&lt;br /&gt;
gritando LIBERTAD&lt;br /&gt;
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Habrá un día en que todos&lt;br /&gt;
al levantar la vista&lt;br /&gt;
veremos una tierra&lt;br /&gt;
que ponga LIBERTAD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sonarán las campanas&lt;br /&gt;
desde los campanarios&lt;br /&gt;
y los campos desiertos&lt;br /&gt;
volverán a granar&lt;br /&gt;
unas espigas altas&lt;br /&gt;
dispuestas para el pan&lt;br /&gt;
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Para un pan que en los siglos&lt;br /&gt;
nunca fue repartido&lt;br /&gt;
entre todos aquellos&lt;br /&gt;
que hicieron lo posible&lt;br /&gt;
por empujar la historia&lt;br /&gt;
hacia la LIBERTAD.&lt;br /&gt;
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Habrá un día en que todos&lt;br /&gt;
al levantar la vista&lt;br /&gt;
veremos una tierra&lt;br /&gt;
que ponga LIBERTAD&lt;br /&gt;
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También será posible&lt;br /&gt;
que esa hermosa mañana&lt;br /&gt;
ni tú, ni yo, ni el otro&lt;br /&gt;
la lleguemos a ver,&lt;br /&gt;
pero habrá que empujarla&lt;br /&gt;
para que pueda ser.&lt;br /&gt;
Que sea como un viento&lt;br /&gt;
que arranque los matojos&lt;br /&gt;
surgiendo la verdad&lt;br /&gt;
y limpie los caminos&lt;br /&gt;
de siglos de destrozos&lt;br /&gt;
contra la LIBERTAD.&lt;br /&gt;
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Habrá un día en que todos&lt;br /&gt;
al levantar la vista&lt;br /&gt;
veremos una tierra&lt;br /&gt;
que ponga LIBERTAD. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Labordeta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;...Queda bastante camino que recorrer para alcanzar la tan deseada Libertad.&quot;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/8509355858509368716/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/8509355858509368716?isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/8509355858509368716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/8509355858509368716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2010/07/music-on-my-mind-this-month.html' title='music on my mind this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-705095269194442134</id><published>2010-06-19T03:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T03:04:05.105+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="josé saramago"/><title type='text'>morreu o nosso prémio nobel da literatura</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;281&quot; src=&quot;http://rd3.videos.sapo.pt/play?file=http://rd3.videos.sapo.pt/yR4WfB3GBbi0OFbbbuCA/mov/1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;410&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/705095269194442134/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/705095269194442134?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/705095269194442134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/705095269194442134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2010/06/morreu-o-nosso-premio-nobel-da.html' title='morreu o nosso prémio nobel da literatura'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-715474607082750863</id><published>2010-06-07T03:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T03:18:00.280+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="elis regina"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="folhas secas"/><title type='text'>music on my mind this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;folhas secas   &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/2JPnhwFJofk&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;161&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/715474607082750863/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/715474607082750863?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/715474607082750863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/715474607082750863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2010/06/music-on-my-mind-this-month.html' title='music on my mind this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-7587737052880415825</id><published>2010-05-09T22:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:50:00.067+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kris Kristofferson"/><title type='text'>music on my mind this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don&#39;t let the bastards get you down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/ZW49rBZIRUk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;161&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/7587737052880415825/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/7587737052880415825?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/7587737052880415825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/7587737052880415825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2010/05/music-on-my-mind-this-month.html' title='music on my mind this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-4835471007258350261</id><published>2010-04-09T04:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T04:11:00.525+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Barbara Joan Gushin"/><title type='text'>music on my mind this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/6Yw1YlSVvK0&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;161&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/4835471007258350261/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/4835471007258350261?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/4835471007258350261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/4835471007258350261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/12/music-on-my-mind-this-month_26.html' title='music on my mind this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-2721630088305225812</id><published>2010-03-13T22:24:00.002+00:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:06:18.449+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jean Ferrat"/><title type='text'>silence: le chanteur (Jean Ferrat) est mort</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.france24.com/fr/20100313-le-chanteur-jean-ferrat-est-mort&quot;&gt;Le poète-chanteur est mort&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; height=&quot;161&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/vlcvxjB5bXM&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/2721630088305225812/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/2721630088305225812?isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/2721630088305225812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/2721630088305225812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2010/03/silence-le-chanteur-jean-ferrat-est.html' title='silence: le chanteur (Jean Ferrat) est mort'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-9118005499655186229</id><published>2010-03-09T20:09:00.014+00:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:09:00.308+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="carlos paredes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="verdes anos"/><title type='text'>music on my mind this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;verdes anos, de carlos paredes, pelo quinteto belle chase&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; height=&quot;243&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/TNyjEQHXXj4&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/9118005499655186229/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/9118005499655186229?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/9118005499655186229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/9118005499655186229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2010/03/music-on-my-mind-this-month.html' title='music on my mind this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-261265641340943322</id><published>2010-02-09T03:10:00.005+00:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:44:45.500+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mongolia voices"/><title type='text'>music on my mind this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/NuCaSaeuOcs&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;161&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/261265641340943322/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/261265641340943322?isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/261265641340943322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/261265641340943322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2010/02/music-on-my-mind-this-month.html' title='music on my mind this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-8017161077532118450</id><published>2010-01-09T01:03:00.003+00:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T02:14:18.773+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ella Fritzgerald"/><title type='text'>music on my mind this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Ella Fitzgerald - vocals&lt;br /&gt;
Ellis Larkins - piano&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/8017161077532118450/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/8017161077532118450?isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/8017161077532118450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/8017161077532118450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2010/01/music-on-my-mind-this-month.html' title='music on my mind this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-6177486729180293883</id><published>2010-01-06T03:22:00.006+00:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:29:24.324+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aniversário"/><title type='text'>gostava de ter amigos assim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ5Cu_8uziQjugpuxMmZFFet4cfq2ip9hBaxzymsqCWlK0znYp5iZUyPZ6eVhj2SwQMJyO10_uE43senei_0LUFO1WeL68X0END0HmI2AaouZZzjS7uFjr6_YVNvgZunjzf6MNBg/s1600-h/aqui.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ5Cu_8uziQjugpuxMmZFFet4cfq2ip9hBaxzymsqCWlK0znYp5iZUyPZ6eVhj2SwQMJyO10_uE43senei_0LUFO1WeL68X0END0HmI2AaouZZzjS7uFjr6_YVNvgZunjzf6MNBg/s320/aqui.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Clique&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=db7e6a8d83&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=12601a1b506330af&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=attd&amp;amp;realattid=f_g43jczss0&amp;amp;zw&quot; style=&quot;color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/6177486729180293883/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/6177486729180293883?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/6177486729180293883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/6177486729180293883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2010/01/gostava-de-ter-amigos-assim.html' title='gostava de ter amigos assim!'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ5Cu_8uziQjugpuxMmZFFet4cfq2ip9hBaxzymsqCWlK0znYp5iZUyPZ6eVhj2SwQMJyO10_uE43senei_0LUFO1WeL68X0END0HmI2AaouZZzjS7uFjr6_YVNvgZunjzf6MNBg/s72-c/aqui.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-675579901628658770</id><published>2009-12-09T23:36:00.002+00:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T03:10:34.532+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pedro barroso e outras músicas"/><title type='text'>music on my mind this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; height=&quot;25&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/4kZTaRMYD5A&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;225&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.pedrobarroso.com/&quot;&gt;cantou &lt;b&gt;Pedro Barroso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&quot;Hay una música del pueblo&quot; cantou &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://canales.laverdad.es/panorama/reportaje120306-2.htm&quot;&gt;Mariza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; y José Mercé &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/675579901628658770/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/675579901628658770?isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/675579901628658770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/675579901628658770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/12/music-on-my-mind-this-month.html' title='music on my mind this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-523666863645831215</id><published>2009-11-15T02:56:00.006+00:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:55:11.244+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Michael Jackson"/><title type='text'>Earth Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;H6&gt;&quot; O vídeo é do single de maior sucesso de Michael Jackson no Reino Unido, que não foi nem &quot;Billie Jean&quot;, nem &quot;Beat it&quot;, e sim a ecológica &quot;Earth Song&quot;, de 1996.&lt;br /&gt;A letra fala de desmatamento, sobrepesca e poluição, e, por um pequeno detalhe, talvez você nunca terá a oportunidade de assistir na televisão.&lt;br /&gt;O Detalhe: &quot;Earth Song&quot; nunca foi lançada como single nos Estados Unidos, historicamente o maior poluidor do planeta. Por isso a maioria de nós nunca teve acesso ao clip.&lt;br /&gt;Ou seja, o que não passa nos EUA, não passa no resto do mundo. Só mostram o que lhes interessa e só assistimos ao que eles querem.&lt;br /&gt;Veja, então, o que os americanos nunca mostraram de Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;Filmado na Africa, Amazonia, Croácia e New York.&lt;br /&gt;Emocionante!&quot;&lt;/H6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/oJEqJ9yALx8&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;161&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/523666863645831215/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/523666863645831215?isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/523666863645831215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/523666863645831215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_15.html' title='Earth Song'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-4105324639289969182</id><published>2009-11-09T01:42:00.006+00:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:17:16.000+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Atahualpa Yupanqui"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="El carrero"/><title type='text'>music on my mind this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/FDsXiCNIzqE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; allowScriptAccess=&quot;always&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;25&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/4105324639289969182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/4105324639289969182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/10/music-on-my-mind-this-month.html' title='music on my mind this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-2186922926766481563</id><published>2009-10-06T00:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:29:31.905+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poema de pablo neruda - voz de Pieroluigi"/><title type='text'>music on my mind this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/HjGpDG84nTE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; height=&quot;25&quot; width=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/2186922926766481563/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/2186922926766481563?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/2186922926766481563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/2186922926766481563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_06.html' title='music on my mind this month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-3944419990144860322</id><published>2009-10-04T12:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:21:34.892+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MERCEDES SOSA. HASTA SIEMPRE"/><title type='text'>MERCEDES SOSA. HASTA SIEMPRE !</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mercedes_Sosa&quot;&gt;Mercedas Sosa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/upFjfkmoOM0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;161&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/3944419990144860322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/3944419990144860322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/10/mercedes-sosa-hasta-siempre.html' title='MERCEDES SOSA. HASTA SIEMPRE !'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-8165923339550683615</id><published>2009-09-01T02:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:43:20.241+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="balada do outono"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="enrique morente"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="garcia lorca"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zeca afonso"/><title type='text'>Music on My Mind This Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.4shared.com/embed/68414083/dc39e2d6&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; height=&quot;25&quot; width=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;E:   Clicar &lt;a href=&quot;http://catalogo.musicalizando.com/albumpag.php?album=49&quot;&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/8165923339550683615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/8165923339550683615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-music-today.html' title='Music on My Mind This Month'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-193468717497389414</id><published>2009-05-09T00:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:01:19.442+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mario Benedetti"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Se Deus fosse Mulher"/><title type='text'>Se Deus fosse Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;If God was Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/g4WnwYIOfSE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;161&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Y si Dios fuera mujer?&lt;br /&gt;pregunta Juan sin inmutarse,&lt;br /&gt;vaya, vaya si Dios fuera mujer&lt;br /&gt;es posible que agnósticos y ateos&lt;br /&gt;no dijéramos no con la cabeza&lt;br /&gt;y dijéramos sí con las entrañas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez nos acercáramos a su divina desnudez&lt;br /&gt;para besar sus pies no de bronce,&lt;br /&gt;su pubis no de piedra,&lt;br /&gt;sus pechos no de mármol,&lt;br /&gt;sus labios no de yeso.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Dios fuera mujer la abrazaríamos&lt;br /&gt;para arrancarla de su lontananza&lt;br /&gt;y no habría que jurar&lt;br /&gt;hasta que la muerte nos separe&lt;br /&gt;ya que sería inmortal por antonomasia&lt;br /&gt;y en vez de transmitirnos SIDA o pánico&lt;br /&gt;nos contagiaría su inmortalidad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Dios fuera mujer no se instalaría&lt;br /&gt;lejana en el reino de los cielos,&lt;br /&gt;sino que nos aguardaría en el zaguán del infierno,&lt;br /&gt;con sus brazos no cerrados,&lt;br /&gt;su rosa no de plástico&lt;br /&gt;y su amor no de ángeles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay Dios mío, Dios mío&lt;br /&gt;si hasta siempre y desde siempre&lt;br /&gt;fueras una mujer&lt;br /&gt;qué lindo escándalo sería,&lt;br /&gt;qué venturosa, espléndida, imposible,&lt;br /&gt;prodigiosa blasfemia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Mario Benedetti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/193468717497389414/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/193468717497389414?isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/193468717497389414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/193468717497389414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/05/se-deus-fosse-mulher.html' title='Se Deus fosse Mulher'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-3887361228009805009</id><published>2009-04-25T03:38:00.048+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:09:37.513+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="25 de abril"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ratos"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="revolta"/><title type='text'>A (re)volta dos ratos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;A (re)volta dos ratos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7zXAyNRIgIFZ2O-oppPojxnl-vInHkBH2ISvVX3oDrtPB1G8X9zob3lEI1EyvRFEuicBnQ6O2Z5En_2qRWMR9Jm9YaK_bZND_5x-infK5LsTVvoC4u4bJAsTPkyC5g5OqeU4Oug/s1600-h/navi.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7zXAyNRIgIFZ2O-oppPojxnl-vInHkBH2ISvVX3oDrtPB1G8X9zob3lEI1EyvRFEuicBnQ6O2Z5En_2qRWMR9Jm9YaK_bZND_5x-infK5LsTVvoC4u4bJAsTPkyC5g5OqeU4Oug/s400/navi.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336119404389151314&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz hoje 35 anos que, nos estaleiros navais de um pequeno e pobre país, era lançado à água um belo navio.&lt;br /&gt;Foi baptizado com o nome de &quot;Abril&quot;. Homenageando o mês do &quot;bota-abaixo&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;Nos primeiros anos a nau foi singrando, cumprindo rota certa. A contento de muitos marinheiros. Não de todos, certamente. Mas foi navegando.&lt;br /&gt;Anos depois, a tripulação começou a escassear. Misteriosamente.&lt;br /&gt;A coberto de noites escuras e de vagas que vergastavam a proa, parte da tripulação ia desaparecendo lenta e inexoravelmente.&lt;br /&gt;Eram cada vez menos as vozes alteradas a exigir rumo certo e sem perda de Homens.&lt;br /&gt;Outras vozes exultavam de alegria sempre que novos e conhecidos marinheiros subiam as escadas do portaló.&lt;br /&gt;É que, em cada novo porto da escala, a tripulação era reposta, levando em conta as misteriosas baixas.&lt;br /&gt;Da tripulação inicial, decorridos 35 anos desde o dia do seu baptismo,  poucos marinheiros restam.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, como navegantes, apenas temos os alunos da velha escola de marear e um punhado de &quot;arrependidos&quot;. Aqueles que, dissimuladamente, erguiam cravos na hora do bota-abaixo, no Cais da nossa &quot;Boa Esperança&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;Esses &quot;ratos&quot; assenhoraram-se do navio,  emalhando a sua (re)volta com astúcia e sabedoria.&lt;br /&gt;Chegou, pois, a hora de construir nova nave... carregada de outras utopias, determinação e ... desratizante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/HjGpDG84nTE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; height=&quot;225&quot; width=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed quality=&quot;high&quot; pluginspage=&quot;http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000&quot; src=&quot;http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf&quot; flashvars=&quot;theTheme=gold&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/fe63e3ef-8cce-4827-a42d-6d28b358329d&amp;amp;theName=FMI - José Mário Branco&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf&quot; height=&quot;57&quot; width=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/3887361228009805009/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/3887361228009805009?isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/3887361228009805009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/3887361228009805009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/04/revolta-dos-ratos.html' title='A (re)volta dos ratos'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7zXAyNRIgIFZ2O-oppPojxnl-vInHkBH2ISvVX3oDrtPB1G8X9zob3lEI1EyvRFEuicBnQ6O2Z5En_2qRWMR9Jm9YaK_bZND_5x-infK5LsTVvoC4u4bJAsTPkyC5g5OqeU4Oug/s72-c/navi.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-3077049140767463067</id><published>2009-04-14T20:00:00.018+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:51:00.519+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="A Engrenagem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Soeiro Pereira Gomes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Zé Lérias - desemprego - miséria"/><title type='text'>Soeiro Pereira Gomes - zé lérias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAPiLe4rlo9xOb0Emhh8ADnOzxgeKv-kNcbUhQqXUpAeh-5a2Dsc_C4uu6qv4B6kU07eDO102sW50Fr2SBWzAZr3Oq_fm-aLT3RSwJOqShobYanM4Avp7LDK_PA6jq6Ud7ua5nsA/s1600-h/Soeiro+Pereira+Gomes.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAPiLe4rlo9xOb0Emhh8ADnOzxgeKv-kNcbUhQqXUpAeh-5a2Dsc_C4uu6qv4B6kU07eDO102sW50Fr2SBWzAZr3Oq_fm-aLT3RSwJOqShobYanM4Avp7LDK_PA6jq6Ud7ua5nsA/s200/Soeiro+Pereira+Gomes.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325741295203658930&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Hoje faz 100 anos que nasceu o grande escritor português Soeiro Pereira Gomes (Gestaçô, Baião 14 de Abril de 1909, cuja curta mas profícua vida durou apenas 40 anos).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot; href=&quot;http://209.85.229.132/search?q=cache:9e3ra3w8khgJ:alfarrabio.di.uminho.pt/vercial/zips/jgarcia01.rtf+Esteiros+Soeiro+Pereira+Gomes+Z%C3%89+L%C3%89RIAS&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;hl=pt-PT&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;gl=pt&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&quot;&gt;(...) No fim do livro &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;(&quot;A ENGRENAGEM&quot; - SOEIRO PEREIRA GOMES)&lt;/span&gt;, o narrador, através da figura de &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;Zé Lérias&lt;/span&gt; (que, afinal, talvez não diga tantas lérias quanto parece...) põe-nos a reflectir nas consequências de um progresso desenfreado, baseado unicamente na expectativa do lucro imediato e desconhecedor dos valores humanos: «(...) Mas se cada um amanhasse uma courela, tinha pão com fartura, pelo menos.» (...)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://diariodigital.sapo.pt/news.asp?section_id=4&amp;amp;id_news=382780&quot;&gt;Gestaçô - Baião&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://diariodigital.sapo.pt/news.asp?section_id=4&amp;amp;id_news=382780&quot;&gt;**************************************&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Today, there are just 100 years, was born the great Portuguese writer &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soeiro_Pereira_Gomes&quot;&gt;Soeiro Pereira Gomes&lt;/a&gt; (Gestaçô, Baiao 14 April 1909).&lt;br /&gt;&quot;(...) In the book ( &quot;A Engrenagem&quot; - Soeiro Pereira Gomes), the narrator, through the figure of &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Zé Lérias&lt;/span&gt; (which, after all, might not say so &quot;lérias&quot; (silly man) as seems ...) brings us to reflect the consequences of unbridled progress, based solely on the expectation of immediate profit and unaware of human values: « But if each one cultivate a courel, had bread in abundance, at least. » (...)&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/3077049140767463067/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/3077049140767463067?isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/3077049140767463067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/3077049140767463067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/04/soeiro-pereira-gomes-ze-lerias.html' title='Soeiro Pereira Gomes - zé lérias'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAPiLe4rlo9xOb0Emhh8ADnOzxgeKv-kNcbUhQqXUpAeh-5a2Dsc_C4uu6qv4B6kU07eDO102sW50Fr2SBWzAZr3Oq_fm-aLT3RSwJOqShobYanM4Avp7LDK_PA6jq6Ud7ua5nsA/s72-c/Soeiro+Pereira+Gomes.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-6308988794774254697</id><published>2009-04-11T01:45:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:17:52.540+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="o que é o twitter"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="what is the twitter"/><title type='text'>What is the Twitter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; data=&quot;http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=757146&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=0&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;161&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;quality&quot; value=&quot;best&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowfullscreen&quot; value=&quot;false&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;scale&quot; value=&quot;showAll&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=757146&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=0&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&quot;&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.interney.net/?p=9761875&quot;&gt;O que é o Twitter?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/6308988794774254697/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/6308988794774254697?isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/6308988794774254697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/6308988794774254697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/04/wat-is-twitter.html' title='What is the Twitter?'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-7619000920724326047</id><published>2009-04-02T18:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:30:46.094+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="police on the Internet"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="policia na internet"/><title type='text'>e a liberdade? - which is heralded freedom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/Kh5-zWz_JNk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;161&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/7619000920724326047/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/7619000920724326047?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/7619000920724326047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/7619000920724326047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-liberdade-which-is-heralded-freedom.html' title='e a liberdade? - which is heralded freedom?'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-2658661969887961566</id><published>2009-04-01T03:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:11:21.845+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Figueira da Foz"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Portugal"/><title type='text'>Figueira da Foz (antiga)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=figueiradafoziiantiga-1211241683637532-9&amp;amp;stripped_title=figueira-da-foz-antiga-2&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;161&quot; width=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/2658661969887961566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/2658661969887961566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/04/figueira-da-foz-antiga.html' title='Figueira da Foz (antiga)'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28860504.post-4479829948000465552</id><published>2009-03-27T22:27:00.001+00:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:29:24.677+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Alfonsina Storni"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Alfonsina y el Mar"/><title type='text'>Alfonsina Storni</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/M_3Xcym37fE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;161&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&quot;Há uma pergunta que me parece dever ser formulada e para a qual não creio que haja resposta: que motivo teria Deus para fazer o universo? Só para que num planeta pequeníssimo de uma galáxia pudesse ter nascido um animal determinado que iria ter um processo evolutivo que chegou a isto?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/feeds/4479829948000465552/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/28860504/4479829948000465552?isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/4479829948000465552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28860504/posts/default/4479829948000465552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://terapias-inocentes.blogspot.com/2009/03/alfonsina-storni.html' title='Alfonsina Storni'/><author><name>zé lérias (?)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383877717936887492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zIw_sOlvv3w/SbW88UQiXMI/AAAAAAAAB6w/QXgesgRi94g/S220/1960,+Agosto.Notre+Dame+de+Paris.+Orlando.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>