<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604</id><updated>2012-01-25T15:21:16.997Z</updated><title type='text'>Devaneios de Cabeceira</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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&lt;em&gt;para alguma coisa serve a infelicidade. &lt;/em&gt;Quantos homens de bem no mundo terão dito: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;a infelicidade não serve para nada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Voltaire&lt;em&gt;, O Ingénuo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-2985348886155969235?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/2985348886155969235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=2985348886155969235' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acabo de inventar um novo advérbio: helenamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A maneira mais triste de se estar contente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a de &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;estar mais sozinho em meio de mais gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de mais tarde saber alguma coisa antecipadamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emotiva atitude de quem age friamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;inalterável forma de se ser sempre diferente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maneira mais complexa de viver mais simplesmente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;de ser-se o mesmo sempre e ser surpreendente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de estar num sítio tanto mais se mais ausente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e mais ausente estar se mais presente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de mais perto se estar se mais distante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de sentir mais o frio em tempo quente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O modo mais saudável de se estar doente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de se ser verdadeiro e revelar-se que se mente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de mentir muito verdadeiramente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de dizer a verdade falsamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;de se mostrar profundo superficialmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de ser-se o mais real sendo aparente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;de menos agredir mais agressivamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de ser-se singular se mais corrente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e mais contraditório quanto mais coerente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A via enviesada para ir-se em frente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a treda actuação de quem actua lealmente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e é tão impassível como comovente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O modo mais precário de ser mais permanente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de tentar tanto mais quanto menos se tente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;de ser pacífico e ao mesmo tempo combatente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de estar mais no passado se mais no presente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de não se ter ninguém e ter em cada homem um parente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;de ser tão insensível como quem mais sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de melhor se curvar se altivamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de perder a cabeça mas serenamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de tudo perdoar e todos justiçar dente por dente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de tanto desistir e de ser tão constante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de articular melhor sendo menos fluente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e fazer maior mal quando se está mais inocente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;É sob aspecto frágil revelar-se resistente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é para interessar-se ser indiferente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando helena recusa é que consente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;se tão pouco perdoa é por ser indulgente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;baixa os olhos se quer ser insolente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ninguém é tão inconscientemente consciente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;tão inconsequentemente consequente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se em tantos dons abunda é por ser indigente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e só convence assim por não ser muito convincente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e melhor fundamenta o mais insubsistente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acabo de inventar um novo advérbio: helenamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O mar a terra o fumo a pedra simultaneamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ruy Belo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-2110259525353396882?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/2110259525353396882/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=2110259525353396882' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2110259525353396882'/><link rel='self' 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mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Uma tristeza de crepúsculo, feita de cansaços e de renúncias falsas, um tédio de sentir qualquer coisa, uma dor como de um soluço parado ou de uma verdade obtida. Desenrola-se-me na alma desatenta esta paisagem de abdicações - áleas de gestos abandonados, canteiros altos de sonhos nem sequer bem sonhados, inconsequências, como muros de buxo dividindo caminhos vazios, suposições, como velhos tanques sem repuxo vivo, tudo se emaranha e se visualiza pobre no desalinho triste das minhas sensações confusas."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Bernardo Soares, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%; font-style: italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; 'Livro do Desassossego'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-5459975788331170926?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-3143266730810329515</id><published>2012-01-20T19:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T19:26:39.761Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;love is a mortal sample of immortality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-3143266730810329515?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-5359334149933142970</id><published>2012-01-20T19:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T19:23:00.148Z</updated><title type='text'>Para quem acorda de noite subitamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_DetailsPoema"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acordo de noite subitamente.&lt;br /&gt;E o meu relógio ocupa a noite toda.&lt;br /&gt;Não sinto a Natureza lá fora,&lt;br /&gt;O meu quarto é uma coisa escura com paredes vagamente brancas.&lt;br /&gt;Lá fora há um sossego como se nada existisse.&lt;br /&gt;Só o relógio prossegue o seu ruído.&lt;br /&gt;E esta pequena coisa de engrenagens que está em cima da minha mesa&lt;br /&gt;Abafa toda a existência da terra e do céu...&lt;br /&gt;Quase que me perco a pensar o que isto significa,&lt;br /&gt;Mas estaco, e sinto-me sorrir na noite com os cantos da boca,&lt;br /&gt;Porque a única coisa que o meu relógio simboliza ou significa&lt;br /&gt;É a curiosa sensação de encher a noite enorme&lt;br /&gt;Com a sua pequenez.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Alberto Caeiro, &lt;em&gt;Poesia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-5359334149933142970?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/5359334149933142970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=5359334149933142970' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/5359334149933142970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/5359334149933142970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/para-quem-acorda-de-noite-subitamente.html' title='Para quem acorda de noite subitamente'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-8478466960446112185</id><published>2012-01-19T09:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:58:16.392Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque é que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Janeiro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;é um mês tão complicado?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fazemos planos para a entrada em grande, no novo ano, e somos sempre surpreendidas com más notícias?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O ano passado foi um bom presságio. Espero que este ano se repita...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-8478466960446112185?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/8478466960446112185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=8478466960446112185' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8478466960446112185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8478466960446112185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/porque-e-que-janeiro-e-um-mes-tao.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-4792734399436082010</id><published>2012-01-19T09:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:57:01.311Z</updated><title type='text'>Famous Blue Raincoat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9aRKZFR5imM&amp;amp;feature=share"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9aRKZFR5imM&amp;amp;feature=share&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-4792734399436082010?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/4792734399436082010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=4792734399436082010' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4792734399436082010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4792734399436082010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/famous-blue-raincoat.html' title='Famous Blue Raincoat'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-9181405094845348232</id><published>2012-01-19T09:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:54:48.180Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A. foi&amp;nbsp; apanhada tão desprevenida. Eram tão amigos, tão cúmplices e tão íntimos. Hoje A., depois de já ter percorrido toda a lista de sentimentos possíveis - descrença, raiva, amor, pena, ódio, indiferença, compreensão, incompreensão, tristeza, ironia, ... - está em paz. B. foi afinal só mais uma pessoa na sua vida. Pelo menos para B. Se A. algum dia tivesse sido tão importante como achava que era, jamais B. a teria deixado com tantas dúvidas na sua cabeça. A. aprendeu que apenas dependemos de nós mesmos e apenas podemos confiar em nós mesmos. Não que A. seja assim... mas A., depois de achar impossível, (re)aprendeu&amp;nbsp;muita coisa&amp;nbsp;e percebeu que tudo tem cura - já se apaixonou por C., D. e até por F., pela vida em geral, pelas pessoas e por si mesma. E hoje sabe que confiar é de novo possível. Que há gente para tudo e que a vida traz-nos sempre surpresas. Boas e más. 10 anos depois, diriamos se A. e B. tivessem uns 50 anos... 1 ano depois - A. é jovem, atraente,&amp;nbsp; optimista,&amp;nbsp;e tem a vida toda pela frente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-9181405094845348232?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/9181405094845348232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=9181405094845348232' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/9181405094845348232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/9181405094845348232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-172595474554984451</id><published>2012-01-18T10:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T10:08:37.813Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Senta-te ao sol. Abdica&lt;br /&gt;E sê rei de ti próprio."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ricardo Reis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-172595474554984451?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/172595474554984451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=172595474554984451' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/172595474554984451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/172595474554984451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/senta-te-ao-sol.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-6254881557116576801</id><published>2012-01-17T16:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T16:49:32.113Z</updated><title type='text'>Através da Chuva e da Névoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Chovia e vi-te entrar no mar&lt;br /&gt;longe de aqui há muito tempo já&lt;br /&gt;ó meu amor o teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;o meu olhar o teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Mais tarde olhei-te e nem te conhecia&lt;br /&gt;Agora aqui relembro e pergunto:&lt;br /&gt;Qual é a realidade de tudo isto?&lt;br /&gt;Afinal onde é que as coisas continuam&lt;br /&gt;e como continuam se é que continuam?&lt;br /&gt;Apenas deixarei atrás de mim tubos de comprimidos&lt;br /&gt;a casa povoada o nome no registo&lt;br /&gt;uma menção no livro das primeiras letras?&lt;br /&gt;Chovia e vi-te entrar no mar&lt;br /&gt;ó meu amor o teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;o meu olhar o teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Que importa que algures continues?&lt;br /&gt;Tudo morreu: tu eu esse tempo esse lugar&lt;br /&gt;Que posso eu fazer por tudo isso agora?&lt;br /&gt;Talvez dizer apenas&lt;br /&gt;chovia e vi-te entrar no mar&lt;br /&gt;E aceitar a irremediável morte para tudo e todos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ruy Belo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-6254881557116576801?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/6254881557116576801/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=6254881557116576801' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6254881557116576801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6254881557116576801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/atraves-da-chuva-e-da-nevoa.html' title='Através da Chuva e da Névoa'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-4912458538602601885</id><published>2012-01-14T14:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-14T14:41:42.382Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nunca o gozo se goza na medida&lt;br /&gt;Em que a saudade o deseja ter gozado,&lt;br /&gt;Nem dela a força, a imagem querida&lt;br /&gt;Que recorde em mente o prazer passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o gozo foi gozo ao ser gozado&lt;br /&gt;E voltou a ser gozo em pensamento;&lt;br /&gt;Gozo foi, antes do gozo acabado,&lt;br /&gt;Gozo ainda, lembrado em sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ai! tudo isto é inútil, pois prazer&lt;br /&gt;Está só no prazer, não no pensar.&lt;br /&gt;O reflectir-se peca em refazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O só reflexo que o real destrói.&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais pensamos para provar&lt;br /&gt;Não dever pensar, mais gozo se foi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Pessoa, &lt;em&gt;Poesia Inglesa I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-4912458538602601885?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/4912458538602601885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=4912458538602601885' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4912458538602601885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4912458538602601885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/nunca-o-gozo-se-goza-na-medida-em-que.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1607449740502316561</id><published>2012-01-14T14:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-14T14:29:22.394Z</updated><title type='text'>Tasca do xô jó</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tasca infecta, cheia de parasitas e baratas a cirandar por ali, com bifes duros como sola de sapato e um vinho bafiento, com pedaços de rolha a flutuar. onde o dono é um homem magro, de bigode fino e penteado, tez branca como cal, que mal constrasta com o traje de talhante, sujo e gorduroso, que orgulhosamente exibe quando vem cumprimentar com beijoca repinicada as clientes e aperto de mão suado os seus acompanhantes, seguido de um movimento de passagem dessa mesma mão pelo bigode e terminando limpando-a no seu sedoso (ou oleoso) cabelo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1607449740502316561?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1607449740502316561/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1607449740502316561' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1607449740502316561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1607449740502316561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/tasca-do-xo-jo.html' title='Tasca do xô jó'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1322636105755493117</id><published>2012-01-12T10:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:56:57.717Z</updated><title type='text'>Canções Mexicanas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poucos milímetros a cada ano somos nós aos poucos enterrados, só que não o notamos porque é no tempo, não no espaço.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1322636105755493117?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1322636105755493117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1322636105755493117' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1322636105755493117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1322636105755493117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/cancoes-mexicanas.html' title='Canções Mexicanas'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1984598423813533447</id><published>2012-01-11T11:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:35:23.270Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No teatro da vida quem tem o papel de sinceridade é quem, geralmente, mais bem vai no seu papel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1984598423813533447?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1984598423813533447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1984598423813533447' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1984598423813533447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1984598423813533447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-teatro-da-vida-quem-tem-o-papel-de.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-5178581484469619081</id><published>2012-01-04T13:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T13:58:53.547Z</updated><title type='text'>A minha carta astral VI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Júpiter Conjunção Ascendente: Crescendo e assimilando&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;14 maio 2012 até 22 maio 2012&lt;/u&gt;: Durante este período, você se sentirá bem, projetando afeto e energias positivas para o mundo. Isso, por sua vez, afetará positivamente seus relacionamentos e lhe permitirá encontrar pessoas que podem ajudá-la precisamente porque você se mostra boa para elas. Você dará e receberá na mesma proporção em todas as transações pessoais e profissionais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Mas isto devia ser sempre assim, ou não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os relacionamentos pessoais vivem uma expansão ao longo deste trânsito. Se seu círculo de amigos é relativamente pequeno, será ampliado agora, pois você conhecerá gente com quem normalmente não teria contato, inclusive pessoas ricas, famosas ou poderosas. Apenas tenha o cuidado de não se envolver com elas por motivos superficiais; procure ter certeza de que assim estará crescendo também. O fato de alguém ter certa importância social pode não representar nada de relevante para um relacionamento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A base disso tudo é que, num sentido bastante concreto, você estará crescendo e assimilando mais e mais do mundo exterior a sua esfera privada. Você estará tentando fazer sua experiência incluir mais do próprio mundo. Conduzido adequadamente, esse processo pode torná-la mais sábia e mais madura. Sua visão da vida deverá ampliar-se, tornando-a mais tolerante diante das imensas diferenças entre as pessoas. Você terá a oportunidade de ser muito mais uma verdadeira cidadã do mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Falamos de novo em viagens, não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Porém, será preciso evitar assumir ares arrogantes ou pensar que é melhor do que de fato é. Você provavelmente é uma ótima pessoa, mas isso não quer dizer que seja necessariamente melhor que os outros. Pense em termos de seu próprio crescimento e não na sua posição social em relação aos demais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Obrigada, pelas dicas todas para o ano de 2012, que SEGURAMENTE SERÁ MARAVILHOSO =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-5178581484469619081?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/5178581484469619081/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=5178581484469619081' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/5178581484469619081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/5178581484469619081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/minha-carta-astral-vi.html' title='A minha carta astral VI'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-948030688488572496</id><published>2012-01-04T13:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T13:56:26.124Z</updated><title type='text'>A minha carta astral V</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Júpiter Quadratura Júpiter: Escassez eminente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;9 abril 2012 até 18 abril 2012&lt;/u&gt;: Durante este trânsito, será imprescindível manter todos os seus assuntos sob controle. Há uma forte tendência a excessos, que talvez a impeça de levar em frente as coisas em que está envolvida. O fato é que ele lhe dará a sensação de que as coisas simplesmente estão além de sua capacidade. Tome especial cuidado com as questões financeiras, pois você provavelmente gastará sem pensar, certa de haver abundância de dinheiro e de todos os recursos de que precisar. Talvez não perceba de imediato a extensão do estrago, mas logo após o trânsito poderá sobrevir uma escassez que se exacerbará na medida dos gastos impensados que fizer agora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Talvez queira dizer que vou andar em viagem???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Porém o dinheiro não será a única preocupação. Você talvez se tenha empenhada em projetos que lhe exigem mais tempo do que realmente dispõe. Portanto, procure estar certa de ter o tempo e os recursos necessários a qualquer coisa que queira fazer. Não superestime os recursos disponíveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se conseguir evitar essa armadilha, este pode ser um trânsito prolífico, pois lhe dará mais confiança e otimismo, permitindo-lhe levar adiante projetos que normalmente relutaria em assumir. Além disso, sua atitude essencialmente positiva contribuirá para desfechos favoráveis em suas iniciativas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Durante este trânsito, as pessoas costumam viver uma espécie de inflação do ego em que têm ilusões de grandeza ou superestimam a própria importância. Isso pode levá-las a comportar-se com orgulho e arrogância inteiramente destituídos de fundamento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Como na maior partes das vezes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O papel deste trânsito é testar seu senso de proporção. Você tem de saber o que realmente pode e o que não pode fazer e quem realmente é. Na medida em que preencher esses requisitos, o trânsito possivelmente lhe trará sorte, além de maior poder de realização. Enquanto não se conhecer, experimentará os efeitos negativos deste trânsito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-948030688488572496?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/948030688488572496/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=948030688488572496' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/948030688488572496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/948030688488572496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/minha-carta-astral-v.html' title='A minha carta astral V'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-531236192840755781</id><published>2012-01-04T13:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T13:53:57.679Z</updated><title type='text'>A minha carta astral IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Saturno Oposição Lua: Provações emocionais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De meados de dezembro 2011 até o final de setembro 2012: Emocionalmente falando, este é um dos trânsitos que mais provações trazem. Ele é frequentemente associado a problemas domésticos ou profissionais, depressões emocionais, solidão, dificuldades com as mulheres e com os relacionamentos que muitas vezes provocam rupturas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Este já vem muita tarde... espero que até Setembro de este ano os problemas se resolvam não? Depressões? Sai pra lá... solidão? Nem pensar... Antes mal acompanhada que só!!! Dificuldades com mulheres realmente não me preocupa lá muito....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este trânsito representa uma "crise de alienação", isto é, uma crise decorrente da constatação de que você vem negligenciando suas necessidades psicológicas e emocionais. Em decorrência disso, você se sentirá solitária e desligada das outras pessoas, como um ser alienígena que ninguém jamais conseguirá compreender adequadamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;também vem tarde... então, ando eu aqui toda sociável, a ir a cafés, jantares, festas... a estudar e a trabalhar... naaaaa, essa fase foi o ano passado. Estás enganado, horóscopo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em maior ou menor grau, a vida de todos nós gira em torno de alguma finalidade ou missão que torna cada vida singular. A finalidade pode ser o trabalho, a maternidade ou paternidade, uma causa em que você acredite ou qualquer outra coisa que possa lhe dar um senso de propósito.Geralmente as crises de alienação ocorrem quando se descobre que se foi longe e depressa demais na busca de objetivos materiais, esquecendo-se as necessidades psicológicas e emocionais. Talvez você tenha negligenciado seus relacionamentos e sua vida doméstica ou então reprimido seus sentimentos. Desse modo, você pode haver construído uma barreira entre você mesma e os outros, sentindo-se por isso sozinha e alienada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É preciso fazer sua vida pessoal e sua profissão ou outro objetivo primordial funcionarem em conjunto. Isso significa que talvez necessite mudar seu estilo de vida de modo a poder dedicar-se igualmente a ambos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Cala-te, já disse que isso tudo está totalmente desapropriado!! Estou bem com tudo e com todos, menos no trabalho, mas isso também vai passar, e não será seguramente apenas sem Setembro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-531236192840755781?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/531236192840755781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=531236192840755781' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/531236192840755781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/531236192840755781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturno-oposicao-lua-provacoes.html' title='A minha carta astral IV'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1763920166381983067</id><published>2012-01-04T13:43:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T13:48:09.718Z</updated><title type='text'>A minha carta astral III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Júpiter Oposição Plutão: Intransigência perigosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Do início de julho 2011 até o início de março 2012: Este trânsito poderá representar o ponto culminante de uma longa luta pelo sucesso ou poder. Entretanto, é da máxima importância ter cautela agora, pois é provável que encontre resistências muito fortes, a não ser que se esforce especificamente para aplacá-las. Este pode ser o momento de uma promoção no emprego ou de acesso a um poder que, de um modo ou de outro, lhe permitirá influenciar a vida dos que a cercam. Mas pode também ser a hora de concluir que seu esforço não a levou a nada, passando todo o tempo a lutar contra as pessoas que estão no poder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ou pode ser o momento certo para mudar de emprego.... e de vida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Às vezes este trânsito estimula um desejo um tanto exacerbado de ir em frente. Quase todos nós às vezes pensamos em queimar etapas ou recorrer a atalhos, mas isso agora poderia ter consequências particularmente infelizes, pois este trânsito pode indicar problemas com a lei e até prisões. Na verdade, você deve fazer o possível para não cair no desagrado das autoridades, já que existe tanta possibilidade de ocorrer esse problema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ok, prometo que não irei conduzir bêbeda ou dizer palavrões à toa a desconhecidos ou dar estalos em quem me aparecer pela frente.... se bem que há um ou outro que posso não me controlar.... será que a cédula profissional ajudará?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Outro risco está no comportamento obsessivo ou fanático, que leva as pessoas a achar que apenas elas têm razão, a ponto mesmo de não querer escutar ninguém. Procure não se convencer tanto de sua própria correção e não forçar os outros a adotar os seus pontos de vista. É possível que não haja problema algum com suas idéias e que elas sejam até muito boas. A questão reside na maneira de apresentá-las. Tente permanecer aberta para outros pontos de vista e disponha-se a fazer concessões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pois, aí reside outro problema meu.... acho quase sempre que tenho razão. Estar atenta a isto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Além disso, talvez você tente coagir alguém a fazer algo que não deseja. Pode ser também que você é que seja coagida. Você poderá evitar tranquilamente o lado negativo deste trânsito se vier se conduzindo com cuidado e angariando a simpatia dos outros para seus objetivos, mostrando-lhes que também trabalha pelo interesse deles. De qualquer modo, mesmo que sofra agora os efeitos negativos deste período, ainda não é tarde demais para pedir o auxílio das pessoas. Talvez tenha de ampliar seus objetivos particulares para incluir os coletivos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prometo não obrigar ninguém a nada... ahaha, a bola está do meu lado, mas eu não sou jogadora... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1763920166381983067?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1763920166381983067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1763920166381983067' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1763920166381983067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1763920166381983067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/minha-carta-astral-iii.html' title='A minha carta astral III'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1602072486752793407</id><published>2012-01-03T14:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-03T14:38:22.520Z</updated><title type='text'>A minha carta astral II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Júpiter Oposição Marte: Em grande estilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Do final de junho 2011 até meados de fevereiro 2012: Este é um trânsito extremamente exuberante e a predisporá a fazer tudo em grande estilo. Sua energia estará em alta e você, ambiciosa em tudo que fizer. Embora realmente precise dispender energia fisicamente, tome cuidado para não agir com imprudência. Independente do que faça, a disciplina e o comedimento serão indispensáveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: purple;"&gt;So true... festivais, festas, saídas à noite... pessoas novas, maluqueiras... disciplina é indispensável (caso contrário continuarei a fazer uma sesta todos os dias) e comedimento também... quase não tinha consoada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Não superestime sua capacidade, nem para os outros nem para si própria. Você será capaz de muita coisa durante este trânsito, portanto não será preciso exagerar. Contudo, esteja atenta para não se enganar quanto a sua capacidade, pois corre o risco de desgastar-se tentando fazer o impossível. Pela mesma razão, procure não correr riscos desnecessários. A sensação de onipotência que este trânsito infunde não é real, pelo menos não tanto quanto você imagina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: purple;"&gt;O meu problema é que eu não me defendo passivamente. Não sei ser passiva. Sou sempre activa... E é isso que me distingue de outros tantos. E me desprotege.... Atenção, em 2012 ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Às vezes, o trânsito representa um conflito em que você tenta romper com as restrições impostas por outrem. É difícil dizer se você tem razão, isto é, se essa pessoa realmente é demasiado exigente ou a está tolhendo demais. Por isso, é preciso analisar a situação com cuidado antes de agir. Apesar de sua grande necessidade de se afirmar agora, certifique-se de usar a energia deste trânsito numa situação em que ela possa ser construtiva. Evite agir sob impulso, pois pode entrar em apuros sem necessidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: purple;"&gt;Talvez aquilo que ia dizer hoje a alguém passe para outro dia... a ver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Por outro lado, o trânsito lhe conferirá uma coragem bastante real. A diferença entre a coragem e a temeridade está no autoconhecimento, algo que lhe é necessário para fazer este trânsito funcionar positivamente. Se agir com calma e ponderação, este poderá ser um período de muitos sucessos, levando-a a superar obstáculos e realizar feitos de que nem sempre se sente capaz. Se não perder a cabeça, poderá defender suas posições e, ao mesmo tempo, tornar construtivas futuras situações de confronto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: purple;"&gt;Tudo me faz sentido, perfect !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1602072486752793407?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1602072486752793407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1602072486752793407' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1602072486752793407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1602072486752793407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/minha-carta-astral-ii.html' title='A minha carta astral II'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-4850742032528998213</id><published>2012-01-03T14:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-03T14:36:58.284Z</updated><title type='text'>A minha carta astral</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;e não é que bate tanto certo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Plutão Sextil Plutão: Estabilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Do início de janeiro 2011 até o início de novembro 2012: Durante este trânsito, as mudanças que se processarão em sua vida farão parte de uma evolução criadora. Você perceberá que ruma em direção a seus próprios objetivos e que não precisa de mais nada para atingi-los, pois poderá chegar lá apenas deixando as energias do momento fluírem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: magenta;"&gt;De nada nem ninguém. A liberdade de espírito ajudou-me a concretizar-me em imensos aspectos. Mais tempo para mim, mais energia para tomar decisões, mais vontade de sonhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Ao mesmo tempo, este trânsito promoverá outras oportunidades de crescimento que você terá a opção de aproveitar ou não. O período é de estabilidade dentro das mudanças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: magenta;"&gt;O que me deixou estável, por um lado. Pensar só em mim. Por mim e para mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;É bem provável que seus interesse se tornem mais profundos, à medida em que você começar a preocupar-se com os aspectos mais fundamentais de sua vida.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: magenta;"&gt;Mais tempo para ler, para ir ao cinema, ao teatro, viajar para onde quero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;Talvez deseje compreender melhor o funcionamento de seu próprio psiquismo, e este será um bom momento para fazê-lo sem maiores problemas. A suavidade desta influência, lhe permitirá descobrir diversas coisas que em outras épocas poderiam provocar-lhe angústia. Em outro plano, este trânsito a influenciará no sentido de interessar-se mais pelo universo como um todo e pelo lugar que você ocupa na relação com ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: magenta;"&gt;Percebendo por mim quais os meus defeitos, que coisas tenho de mudar, as minhas angústias, os meus nervosismos. Só porque me fazem a MIM sentir-me mal. E não aos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Você provavelmente verá que sua visão da vida e do cotidiano está amadurecendo e se estabilizando. Agora que o período das mudanças abruptas já passou, você está chegando a uma definição em sua forma de lidar com o mundo que oxalá não mudará muito mais&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;(oxalá que mude, que mude sempre, que mude para melhor)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;a não ser quando a experiência futura lhe mostrar que a visão atual deve ser alterada. Em outras palavras, este trânsito não representa uma rigidez, mas apenas a estabilidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-4850742032528998213?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/4850742032528998213/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=4850742032528998213' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4850742032528998213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4850742032528998213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/minha-carta-astral.html' title='A minha carta astral'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-8576635696601907633</id><published>2012-01-03T11:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:01:58.121Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Encostado bem junto ao teu coração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Escutei dele a vida, feita inquietação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o teu coração tem um tal bater &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que faz recordar o que há muito ouvi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inda muito antes desta vida aqui, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas o quê não sei, eu não sei dizer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Era qualquer coisa que à roda girava,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terrível e estranha, e à roda andava, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que ainda agora minh'alma sacode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luto por lembrar-me — mas sempre desisto-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não lembrada lembrança a alma sacode. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Algo estranho e terrível ainda me acode,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girando, girando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o som era igual ao do teu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A memória paira só na escuridão &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Da alma, mas na mente apagada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais não lembro que isto: girava, girava — &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um som igual ao do teu coração. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Alexander Search,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Poesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-8576635696601907633?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/8576635696601907633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=8576635696601907633' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8576635696601907633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8576635696601907633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/encostado-bem-junto-ao-teu-coracao_6181.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-7196354322148678899</id><published>2012-01-02T13:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:06:24.050Z</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O ano começa cheio de desejos de boas energias, saúde e concretizações. O nervosismo é o primeiro feeling, dado que que dia 27 de Janeiro faço os exames escritos de agregação da Ordem dos Advogados e até lá preciso de me preparar a 100%. Começo mal, e na primeira noite do ano não consigo dormir dada a constipação que apanhei no Reveillon. Não bastando, ligo a luz às 3 horas da manhã e acabo de ler Mrs. Dalloway, de Viriginia Woolf. E no dia seguinte faz-me todo o sentido ler "As Horas". Será um mau agoiro literário? Com tanta coisa que tenho para ler, livros emprestados recentemente e tantos recebidos no Natal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adormeço, tento despachar-me à pressa, ponho a mesma roupa do dia anterior. Vou a correr para o metro, tenho uma semana para pôr o trabalho em ordem e libertar a cabeça para o estudo. O metro está com problemas técnicos, não sabem em quanto o tempo o repararão. Sentada pacientemente (lembro-me a cada segundo que quero começar bem o ano)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lá chego eu ao trabalho, pronta para um novo ano. para uma nova fase. igual ou não. veremos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nas doze badaladas, comi as minhas doze passas e pedi os meus doze desejos. Não os posso revelar, caso contrário não se realizarão. Mas deixo-vos com as minhas resoluções para que eles se realizem:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Praticar mais e mais frequentemente, deixar de ser preguiçosa e mesmo quando tenho muitoooo sono, ir a correr para a Casa Vinyasa, sem pensar duas vezes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Comer mais e melhor, não stressar e fazer mais fitness (ir correr, caminhar... andar de bicla);&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) Tentar manter a calma nas discussões e não me meter nos problemas dos outros;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) Continuar com esta super energia, que anda muito positiva, para que os outros à minha volta se sintam felizes e animados; quem sabe apaixonados...?;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) Ter calma e pensar antes de agir;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;6) Estudar muito e organizar-me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;7) Ponderar, explorar, procurar, comunicar, não ter expectativas mas ter sonhos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;8) Viajar, interagir, fazer amigos, nunca me calar, rir muito, ser feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acabei bem 2011, comecei bem 2012. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's a new dawn&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;It's a new life&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(ou não, porque estou doentinha...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* espero que 2012 seja um ano cheio de esperanças e realizações para todos. Om shanti shanti shanti *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-7196354322148678899?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/7196354322148678899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=7196354322148678899' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/7196354322148678899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/7196354322148678899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-4416815939641876343</id><published>2012-01-01T20:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-01T20:37:35.816Z</updated><title type='text'>Bom 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Só  desta forma se podia adquirir a força que faltava à juventude, a  faculdade de atalhar caminho, de fazer o que nos dá na gana, sem nos  importarmos com o que os outros possam dizer e sem esperarmos muito do  futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Virginia Woolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-4416815939641876343?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/4416815939641876343/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-3493431113612691247</id><published>2011-12-29T17:32:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-29T17:34:36.029Z</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><content type='html'>felicidade é despir 3 casacos e um colete de pelo, em pleno dia 29 de Dezembro em Lisboa, numa esplanada no coração da cidade, ser atendida num restaurante giro giro a imitar uma farmácia, onde os empregados andam de bata e o café é servido nuns copos de plástico (género onde se fazem recolhas de urinas...eheh), onde a simpatia é a chave da casa; é comer uns petiscos deliciosos, na companhia de uma amiga da vida, pôr a conversa em dia em 2 horas, como se ainda ontem tivessemos estado juntas e sentir que a amizade não tem tempo, preço ou idade. é levar com o sol na cara, sem pensar em mais nada se não em disfrutar do nosso tempo, da nossa vida, das nossas pessoas. felicidade é sentir que podemos fazer alguém um bocadinho mais alegre, nem que seja por uma simples mensagem sem importância ou por uma conversa reconfortante. por dar um presente a alguém que comprámos a pensar nessa pessoa em específico. felicidade é elogiar o trabalho de outra pessoa e ela ficar orgulhosa por isso. felicidade é ouvir uma música que adoramos em repeat. felicidade é alguém nos dizer que está no paraíso mas que nós lá fazemos falta. felicidade é sermos elogiados pela nossa beleza. interior e exterior. felicidade é conseguir fazer uma introspecção e uma revisão e só conseguir ver coisas positivas. é acreditar numa vida cada vez melhor. é saber que tudo vale a pena. é não nos importarmos muito com o que os outros pensam. é fazer rir os outros só porque somos tolas de todo. é comer um pastel de natal a meio da tarde. felicidade é aquilo que nos torna melhores pessoas. felicidade é o remédio da vida. aconselha-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e felicidade é sermos nós mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMeUz_cc5_U"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMeUz_cc5_U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-3493431113612691247?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/3493431113612691247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=3493431113612691247' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/3493431113612691247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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vejo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E não do tamanho da minha altura...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alberto Caeiro&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-5673014950103542763?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/5673014950103542763/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=5673014950103542763' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;e  porque o ano finda... grande ano de 2011. obrigada a todos os que  fizeram este ano tão especial: a mãe, a avó, as irmãs, os primos, os  tios, os amigos da vida, os amigos novos, os amigos da rua. txin txin  aos companheiros de  viagens, aos ouvintes das parvoíces. om shanti,  carpe diem, yeh, oh yuhu. aos que estiveram sempre presentes, aos que  estiveram longe mas sempre perto. às companheiras de c&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;ampismo,  às festivaleiras betas, às zainas loucas e às zens, zens. aos dias de  praia, ao copito pela noite fora, às vendedoras de garagem, às  velejadoras. às amigas mal humoradas, que percebem, no final, o que é a  amizade. às aventuras, aos risos e às lágrimas. que 2012 tenha de tudo  isto e 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PAZ e ALEGRIA para todos :) BOM ANO NOVO!!! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-3439345637621273344?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/3439345637621273344/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=3439345637621273344' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/3439345637621273344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/3439345637621273344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/12/e-porque-o-ano-finda.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-2040124988103541945</id><published>2011-12-27T11:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-27T11:49:38.150Z</updated><title type='text'>2011 - o espaço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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type='text'>Melancholia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QrcpxETbDxg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QrcpxETbDxg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(vejam o trailer...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música: Wagner "Tristan and Isolde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GSkUFIA7_hc/TuiS05137OI/AAAAAAAABb0/rAL1_P5PVP4/s1600/Melancholia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GSkUFIA7_hc/TuiS05137OI/AAAAAAAABb0/rAL1_P5PVP4/s1600/Melancholia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--sDhl-nAnQE/TuiS8JmQ2TI/AAAAAAAABb8/jKiIn0x8NFE/s1600/melancholia_15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="137" 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style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IgDzUlLrUeY/TuiT0jSZNgI/AAAAAAAABc0/UcWUM2UHfmA/s1600/melancolia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Melancholia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; passa-se num cenário palaciano,&amp;nbsp;onde duas irmãs&amp;nbsp; - uma noiva -&amp;nbsp;Justine&amp;nbsp;- outra já mãe - Claire desenvolvem as suas relações pessoais e familiares. Passa-se em dois momentos, o primeiro, antes de se saber que o Mundo vai acabar, no casamento falhado de Justine (referência à "Justine" de Marquês de Sade); o segundo, quando o final da vida&amp;nbsp;terrestre já é quase uma certeza, e é dado destaque acima de tudo ao "desmoronar" do mundo pessoal de Claire. Melancholia é um planeta imaginário, cujo nome advém dum estado mental e filosófico muito estudado desde épocas remotas e todo o filme é dela carregado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-5369859030547927812?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/5369859030547927812/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=5369859030547927812' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/5369859030547927812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/5369859030547927812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/12/melancholia.html' title='Melancholia'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GSkUFIA7_hc/TuiS05137OI/AAAAAAAABb0/rAL1_P5PVP4/s72-c/Melancholia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-7200683019203444619</id><published>2011-12-13T16:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-13T16:09:15.227Z</updated><title type='text'>SÁBADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ0Eq7Imnlk/Tud4f9RocRI/AAAAAAAABbs/sK1uo6Vx1Hw/s1600/Venda+de+Garagem.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ0Eq7Imnlk/Tud4f9RocRI/AAAAAAAABbs/sK1uo6Vx1Hw/s320/Venda+de+Garagem.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dado o sucesso da nossa última venda de garagem, e a pedido de várias pessoas que nos visitaram, vimos convidar-vos para uma próxima! Para aqueles que deixaram as prendas de Natal para o fim, e que têm pouco dinheiro, o evento é perfeito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roupas, bijuterias, malas, sapa&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;tos, GADGETS, acessórios, livros etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preços muito convidativos: a partir de 50c.....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para aqueles que não quiserem ir às compras, podem LANCHAR connosco por apenas 1€!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ter minis fresquinhas + 1001 surpresas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tragam os amigos e venham conviver!!&lt;br /&gt;Até lá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Evento cancelável apenas por motivos de chuva torrencial e óbito de um dos intervenientes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venda de Garagem design by Isa Pinheiro from &lt;a href="http://4coloredcorner.tumblr.com/" rel="nofollow nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3b5998;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4coloredcorner.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUA CARLOS MARDEL, 113, a partir das 11h da manhã&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-7200683019203444619?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/7200683019203444619/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=7200683019203444619' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/7200683019203444619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Um dia, quando for a Nova Iorque, uma das prioridades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5chXAWzFGWA/TudAYT3PPiI/AAAAAAAABa8/O8IqSifqHO4/s1600/chelseahotel1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5chXAWzFGWA/TudAYT3PPiI/AAAAAAAABa8/O8IqSifqHO4/s320/chelseahotel1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Localizado na 222 West 23rd Street, entre a sétima e oitava avenida, aqui foi a casa de diversos artistas tão especiais: Bob Dylan, Charles Bukowski, Janis Joplin, Patti Smith (estou a ler a biografia dela, eis como fui aqui parar...), Leonard Cohen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;eu claramente nasci na hora errada, no sítio errado... ou não...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68GCkoodIEk/TudBL8gSVaI/AAAAAAAABbE/b65gf8FUmFU/s1600/chelseahotel_int_395.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68GCkoodIEk/TudBL8gSVaI/AAAAAAAABbE/b65gf8FUmFU/s320/chelseahotel_int_395.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TwKhX_W3UOY/TudBQOWQtLI/AAAAAAAABbM/TTsujMmD_S0/s1600/chelsea2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TwKhX_W3UOY/TudBQOWQtLI/AAAAAAAABbM/TTsujMmD_S0/s320/chelsea2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bN6cWnuT1XQ/TudBavPdQWI/AAAAAAAABbU/ivBdG2NWhlM/s1600/chelsea+hotel+patti.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bN6cWnuT1XQ/TudBavPdQWI/AAAAAAAABbU/ivBdG2NWhlM/s320/chelsea+hotel+patti.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Patti Smith e Robert Mapplethorpe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GE1fTxerbNk/TudBcfioMSI/AAAAAAAABbc/-UWIEdD42IA/s1600/chelsea+andy+warhol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GE1fTxerbNk/TudBcfioMSI/AAAAAAAABbc/-UWIEdD42IA/s1600/chelsea+andy+warhol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Andy Warhol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NLoIbjaOHoE/TudBeG4zKAI/AAAAAAAABbk/a7v4SM3xK6M/s1600/Chelsea-Hotel-560x557+jane+fonda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NLoIbjaOHoE/TudBeG4zKAI/AAAAAAAABbk/a7v4SM3xK6M/s320/Chelsea-Hotel-560x557+jane+fonda.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jane Fonda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-477238968113670088?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/477238968113670088/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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title='316'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-75002728281496945</id><published>2011-12-12T10:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:59:22.003Z</updated><title type='text'>"Ser shanti não fica barato..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E porque 2011 ainda não acabou (e nestas três semanas para o final ainda muita coisas está por acontecer!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi nos balneários da Casa Vinyasa que conheci a Teresa. A propósito de não interessa o quê, falámos de profissões. Ela, depois de não se concretizar na sua carreira na comunicação social, e depois de muita terapia, criou&amp;nbsp;o Atelier da Lua&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.atelierdalua.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0068cf;"&gt;www.atelierdalua.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sem mais, sem conhecer, sem sequer ter tempo de perceber para o que ia, fui com ela, e com outra bela companheira (não desfazendo em todo o resto do pessoal, mas estas duas sagitárias fizeram-me ver como vou ser daqui a 10 anos!!) conhecer o Robiyn e o Renaskigi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi um fim-de-semana intenso, com experiências inacreditáveis (no verdadeiro sentido literal da palavra). Para primeira experiência acho que entrei bem, mas é todo um mundo a explorar. Dizerem-nos o que fomos noutras vidas, para que nos possamos libertar do que correu mal e vivermos nesta de forma melhor é algo que não se aceita e compreende logo à primeira. A verdade é que estavam ali comigo pessoas cépticas como eu, nada de grandes esoterismos. Mas de facto as experiências feitas caso a caso, em muitos casos batiam certo. Bem, valeu por tudo, pelas novas pessoas que conheci, pelo que vi, pela boa energia que senti, pela fé que outras pessoas têm no Robiyn e que, por uma razão ou por outra, conseguiu mudar as suas vidas. Ouvi pessoas no Skype a chorar e agradecer-lhe por tudo o que ele fez... Agora tenho apenas de interiorizar aquilo que aprendi e apreender o que se passou, e partir daí escolher o que faço com a informação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se me embrenho ou deixo fluir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estar no estado "shanti" por vezes não saí barato não, mas a verdade é que cada qual investe naquilo que o deixa feliz. Eu invisto tudo o que puder em mim. Na minha pessoa, naquilo que me faz bem, naquilo que me possa ajudar a ser uma melhor EU. (claro que passa também por comprar uns trapitos, quem não precisa de levantar o ego, mas passa sobretudo em conseguir realizar-me pessoalmente, descobrir aquilo que me deixa feliz - seja uma psicoterapia, um curso de artes, a prática de yoga). É de graça? Não... Mas para que serve o dinheiro, se não for para nos proporcionar a maior felicidade possível na vida terrestre?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Carpe Diem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Om shanti shanti shanti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-75002728281496945?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/75002728281496945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=75002728281496945' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/75002728281496945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/75002728281496945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/12/ser-shanti-nao-fica-barato.html' title='&quot;Ser shanti não fica barato...&quot;'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-8790502696151327181</id><published>2011-12-09T16:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T16:06:03.165Z</updated><title type='text'>A Arqueolojista</title><content type='html'>Até hoje o blog mais giro, com uma ideia mesmo original e de uma dedicação extremamente "carinhosa" que eu já li:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arqueolojista.com/search?updated-max=2011-11-28T13:20:00Z&amp;amp;max-results=1"&gt;http://www.arqueolojista.com/search?updated-max=2011-11-28T13:20:00Z&amp;amp;max-results=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-8790502696151327181?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/8790502696151327181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=8790502696151327181' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8790502696151327181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8790502696151327181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/12/arqueolojista_09.html' title='A Arqueolojista'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-3549651025681518227</id><published>2011-12-09T11:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T11:48:31.334Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mts uiAttachmentDesc translationEligibleUserAttachmentMessage" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ॐ सर्वे भवन्तु सुखिनः सर्वे शन्तु निरामयाः । सर्वे भद्राणि पश्यन्तु मा कश्चिद्दुःखभाग्भवेत् । ॐ शान्तिः शान्तिः शान्तिः&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mts uiAttachmentDesc translationEligibleUserAttachmentMessage"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mts uiAttachmentDesc translationEligibleUserAttachmentMessage" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;॥ Om Sarve Bhavantu Sukhinah Sarve Shantu Nir-Aamayaah | Sarve Bhadraanni Pashyantu Maa Kashcid-Duhkha-Bhaag-Bhavet | Om Shaantih Shaantih Shaantih ||  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mts uiAttachmentDesc translationEligibleUserAttachmentMessage"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mts uiAttachmentDesc translationEligibleUserAttachmentMessage" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Que todos os seres sejam felizes. Que todos os seres sejam saudáveis. Que todos os seres experienciem prosperidade. Que ninguém no mundo sofra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-3549651025681518227?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/3549651025681518227/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=3549651025681518227' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/3549651025681518227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/3549651025681518227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/12/om-sarve-bhavantu-sukhinah-sarve-shantu.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-799900113612304767</id><published>2011-12-09T11:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T11:36:52.691Z</updated><title type='text'>Viagem ao mundo da droga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;de Charles Duchaussois, conta na primeira pessoa a vida degradante de um viajante de finais dos&amp;nbsp;anos 60. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3s8_TZdYCM/TuHyBNfXMxI/AAAAAAAABaU/psEDdpirJO0/s1600/capa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3s8_TZdYCM/TuHyBNfXMxI/AAAAAAAABaU/psEDdpirJO0/s400/capa.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tudo começa inocentemente, com as experiências de drogas leves e acaba na maior decadência humana, física e moral, à qual é possível chegar pelo consumo excessivo e destravado. As descrições são marcantes pelo seu realismo, desde o estado em que Charles se encontra, aos sítios onde dorme, da inércia ao euforismo, da partilha à extrema solidão. Se começamos a compreender os efeitos da droga e de início até achamos "hmm, deve ser bom" acabamos assustados e aliviados por nunca ter entrado (eu, pelo menos, claro) nesse mundo devastador. Define bem a fronteira ténue que existe no ser humano entre a fraqueza e vulnerabilidade e a resistência de vontade de viver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A história passa-se inicialmente em Kathmandu, no Nepal, local para onde iam nesta altura muitos hippies dado que a compra e consumo de drogas pesadas não era ilegal. Com vistos de curta duração, muitos se deixavam ficar por muito tempo, na ilegalidade, dado que a cidade de tornou o paraíso dos drogados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gvVNuTq0Lso/TuHyvspoYuI/AAAAAAAABac/tV3-9Bv_dbg/s1600/catmandu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gvVNuTq0Lso/TuHyvspoYuI/AAAAAAAABac/tV3-9Bv_dbg/s320/catmandu.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOALfBhTOLM/TuHyw_Lk4RI/AAAAAAAABak/HZ7L8s8EMcg/s1600/catmandu2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOALfBhTOLM/TuHyw_Lk4RI/AAAAAAAABak/HZ7L8s8EMcg/s320/catmandu2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-799900113612304767?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/799900113612304767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=799900113612304767' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/799900113612304767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/799900113612304767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/12/viagem-ao-mundo-da-droga.html' title='Viagem ao mundo da droga'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3s8_TZdYCM/TuHyBNfXMxI/AAAAAAAABaU/psEDdpirJO0/s72-c/capa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-2844116105170994292</id><published>2011-12-06T22:25:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-12-12T11:02:45.887Z</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adFmfCmy3NQ/Tt6Uh9qktmI/AAAAAAAABYU/8Mvfod1BsX8/s1600/DSC03600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;e porque o ano está a acabar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ui, um ano cheio! cheio de coisas boas, de novidades, de novas pessoas. De viagens - Macau, Hong Kong, Tailândia, Laos, Vietname, Suiça, Amesterdão. Amigos novos, uns que se perderam (acontece sempre). Três casamentos, muito especiais. Imensos bebes novos - duas novas primas e um a caminho. Novidades no trabalho. Avanços. Pessoais, profissionais, emocionais. Perdas e desilusões. De dinheiro, de peso. Roupa nova. Roupa vendida. Livros novos, livros velhos, compras e comprecas. Projectos e ideias novas. Iniciativas, danças, festivais. Muitos livros - 29 até agora. Muitos filmes - 19 no cinema (até agora). Muitas letras, muitas imagens, muitas músicas. Muitas fotos. Muito lixo, muito desperdício, muito aproveitamento e reaproveitamento.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Boas notícias e muito más notícias. Esperança sempre e muita força. Energia positiva. Amizades fortalecidas e revividas. Amizades novas e surpreendentes. Lágrimas, alegrias, sorrisos, soluços, disparates, más e boas línguas. Paixonetas. Cusquices. Traquinices. Alguns copos e muitas gargalhadas. Magia. Exposições. Pasteis de belém e outras delícias. Tascas e espaços novos. Praias desconhecidas, agora já conhecidas.&lt;br /&gt;Foi um grande ano. bom e mau. óptimo e horrível. Foi mais um ano. Concretizações e frustrações. 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font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIA 17 DE DEZEMBRO &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;das 11h às 18h30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Rua Carlos Mardel, 113, no Pateo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Animação, música natalícia e as últimas compras de presentes de natal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1815093989134859903?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1815093989134859903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1815093989134859903' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1815093989134859903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1815093989134859903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/12/nova-venda-de-garagem.html' title='NOVA VENDA DE GARAGEM!!'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-6772413918282144319</id><published>2011-12-03T21:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-03T21:39:38.725Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...E aqui estou eu a dar cabo de mim, conduzindo este camião enorme p'a trás e p'á frente desde Ohio até L.A., e faço mais dinheiro do que alguma vez tiveste na vida inteira, mas és tu que sabes gozar a vida e além disso és capaz de o fazer sem trabalhar nem ganhar muito dinheiro. Pois então, quem é que é espertalhaço, tu ou eu?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jack Kerouac, &lt;i&gt;Os Vagabundos do Dharma&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-6772413918282144319?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/6772413918282144319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=6772413918282144319' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6772413918282144319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6772413918282144319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-4853920854810687525</id><published>2011-12-02T16:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T16:17:41.134Z</updated><title type='text'>Cêagagê</title><content type='html'>Vim agora do atelier da Cristina Homem de Gouveia - CEAGAGÊ - na Rua do Loreto! Ela faz peças lindas, colares, cintos, aneis, e vende roupa em 2ª mão, a maior parte dela costumizada. Tem coisas verdadeiramente giras! E a melhor parte, podemos levar lá a nossa roupa para ela fazer alterações: às vezes um corte, um botão ou uma renda poderá fazer toda a diferença!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a boa notícia é a super acessibilidade dos preços: peças tão originais a este preço? Onde é que há mais coisas do género?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já tenho a minha primeira (penso que de algumas...) e domingo ela vai estar na FEIRA DA FÁBRICA do LX FACTORY! 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silêncio nos quintais; cães que vos ladram por passarem com pés humanos e não sobre rodas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jack Kerouac, Os Vagabundos de Dharma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1618596138523079281?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1618596138523079281/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1618596138523079281' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1618596138523079281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1618596138523079281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1748276526263588150</id><published>2011-11-29T08:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-29T08:55:20.575Z</updated><title type='text'>E com o resultado da venda de garagem....</title><content type='html'>lá fui eu rumo a Amesterdão. Não fui como turista, mas antes numa outra vertente, também proveitosa - convidada para uma festa de anos que durou um fim-de-semana. Na rua o frio era tanto, que eu de capuz sempre colado à cabeça só conseguia ver em frente. Os coffee shop foram sempre um agradável refúgio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de tudo, consegui apreciar que a vida nas ruas é simpática, sempre na iminência de um fugaz atropelo, as pessoas são interessantes (aparentemente) e há muita coisa para ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rG1h9Y2R3E/TtSdu48vS5I/AAAAAAAABVU/JD2_oMzxzDk/s1600/DSC04320copia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rG1h9Y2R3E/TtSdu48vS5I/AAAAAAAABVU/JD2_oMzxzDk/s400/DSC04320copia.JPG" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GON7KxXlvQk/TtSd2xZY70I/AAAAAAAABVc/ld4r0c_OOdk/s1600/DSC04439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GON7KxXlvQk/TtSd2xZY70I/AAAAAAAABVc/ld4r0c_OOdk/s400/DSC04439.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-etQM4bgPChs/TtSd6muSmiI/AAAAAAAABVk/1pb9k3smRrA/s1600/DSC04459.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-etQM4bgPChs/TtSd6muSmiI/AAAAAAAABVk/1pb9k3smRrA/s400/DSC04459.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pena mesmo, foi o frio...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1748276526263588150?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1748276526263588150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1748276526263588150' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1748276526263588150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1748276526263588150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-com-o-resultado-da-venda-de-garagem.html' title='E com o resultado da venda de garagem....'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rG1h9Y2R3E/TtSdu48vS5I/AAAAAAAABVU/JD2_oMzxzDk/s72-c/DSC04320copia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-3680796333431531715</id><published>2011-11-25T10:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-25T10:49:19.580Z</updated><title type='text'>Cais do Sodré Social</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jnLSAkahVW8/Ts9tVmoC5tI/AAAAAAAABUc/daTZmTHlHeA/s1600/cais.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jnLSAkahVW8/Ts9tVmoC5tI/AAAAAAAABUc/daTZmTHlHeA/s320/cais.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adorei o conceito. Cada pessoa levava determinados bens, que poderiam ser trocados por senhas de bebidas a serem usados nos novos bares do cais do sodré:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;• Azeite – 3 senhas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; • Óleo – 2 senhas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; • Feijão e Açúcar – 1 senha;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Cada uma destas senhas permitia consumir, no dia do evento, uma imperial, uma água ou um sumo nos estabelecimentos aderentes: Copenhagen, Viking-Bar, Oslo, Cais Bar, Liverpool, Ménage, Bar do Cais, Restaurante Rio Grande, Restaurante Rosinha de S. Paulo, Sol e Pesca, Bar da Velha Senhora, Povo, Roterdão, Musicbox Lisboa, Europa, Tókio e Jamaica, no dia do evento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Munidas de&amp;nbsp;óleo, açucar, farinha, massas e feijão, lá fomos nós para o sítio que está actualmente MAIS&amp;nbsp;GIRO EM LISBOA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Começámos no bar preferido da Madalena, o LIVERPOOL: de repente fui transportada a um bar de Bangkok, onde as asiáticas acompanham os solitários velhos ocidentais. A música é constantemente a mesma, remix de&amp;nbsp;Beattles ou Pretty&amp;nbsp;Woman, mas a&amp;nbsp;Madalena estava a curtir à grande:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAupfg_iwGE/Ts9W6hTnb1I/AAAAAAAABOE/vb4kzmDqAgk/s1600/DSC04220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAupfg_iwGE/Ts9W6hTnb1I/AAAAAAAABOE/vb4kzmDqAgk/s320/DSC04220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rc0PutJsepE/Ts9W-x-YC9I/AAAAAAAABOU/Mt9itGKiI5A/s1600/DSC04222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rc0PutJsepE/Ts9W-x-YC9I/AAAAAAAABOU/Mt9itGKiI5A/s320/DSC04222.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Depois fomos ao novo bar, que eu tanto queria conhecer: O Bar da Velha Senhora. Música boa, espaço demais, empregados simpáticos e muito boa onda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ppKlmBPOmw/Ts9XFqV_4RI/AAAAAAAABOs/u80FJ2lrVwg/s1600/DSC04225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ppKlmBPOmw/Ts9XFqV_4RI/AAAAAAAABOs/u80FJ2lrVwg/s320/DSC04225.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dw4DodW85ME/Ts9XU8WH1sI/AAAAAAAABPk/8XAuk9xf1co/s1600/DSC04232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dw4DodW85ME/Ts9XU8WH1sI/AAAAAAAABPk/8XAuk9xf1co/s320/DSC04232.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjUj0gp5V0A/Ts9XXFyBL-I/AAAAAAAABPs/8R08RBmFUGM/s1600/DSC04233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjUj0gp5V0A/Ts9XXFyBL-I/AAAAAAAABPs/8R08RBmFUGM/s320/DSC04233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufaiZM1s_fA/Ts9vMIP_zMI/AAAAAAAABUk/gXCuFF9eb5A/s1600/velha+senhora" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufaiZM1s_fA/Ts9vMIP_zMI/AAAAAAAABUk/gXCuFF9eb5A/s320/velha+senhora" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois de uma cervejinha lá fomos à novíssima e LINDISSIMA especialissima e originalissima, tudo íssima: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;PENSÃO DO AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vão lá, a sério. Um antigo prostíbulo, todo renovado, mas com ar antigo. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M6R-GJZ8YLU/TsiwckBf04I/AAAAAAAABL8/jc1NST4XehY/s1600/vik3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;no Museu Berardo até ao final do ano. Das que vi das minhas preferidas foram:&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M6R-GJZ8YLU/TsiwckBf04I/AAAAAAAABL8/jc1NST4XehY/s400/vik3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A de cima, feita com creme de chocolate (que seca demasiado rápido, Vik tem de ser MUITO rápido na elaboração das peças).&lt;br /&gt;As debaixo feitas com lixo, que Vik vai recolhendo das lixeiras, ou em dias épicos, como a 4a feira depois do Carnaval... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale mesmo a pena, e é grátis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GtZOqj4KASk/TsiwYQZ3U5I/AAAAAAAABL0/HMsRV0GscUI/s1600/vik2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GtZOqj4KASk/TsiwYQZ3U5I/AAAAAAAABL0/HMsRV0GscUI/s400/vik2.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;ANIMAÇÃO GARANTIDA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #4c1130; font-size: x-large;"&gt;NÃO FALTES!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-4358176876903453841?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/4358176876903453841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=4358176876903453841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4358176876903453841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4358176876903453841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-ja-domingo-famosissima-venda-de.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9AdPwom46wk/TsZqQA6pPQI/AAAAAAAABLk/CbzNtUhEAeE/s72-c/Venda+de+Garagem.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-8497524755906561395</id><published>2011-11-17T15:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:00:59.336Z</updated><title type='text'>qual é o teu livro preferido?</title><content type='html'>não sabia dizer, não sabia responder.&lt;br /&gt;MAS AGORA JÁ SEI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é Uma Viagem à Índia, do Gonçalo M. Tavares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vXtRT26j8SI/TsUhmgpzODI/AAAAAAAABLc/OlOREH6BZnY/s1600/viagem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vXtRT26j8SI/TsUhmgpzODI/AAAAAAAABLc/OlOREH6BZnY/s1600/viagem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quem lê o meu blog, já teve oportunidade de ler quase todas as minhas passagens preferidas do livro. Mas achei-o tão genial. Li em uma semana, cheguei à última página e voltei à primeira. Tem um enredo engraçado, tem piadas geniais e sobretudo uma filosofia perfeita. Já o aconselhei a toda a gente, desde o mais sensível ao mais erudito, ao menos leitor. É&amp;nbsp;o melhor livro que já me passou nas mãos. Façam-vos um favor e leiam isto :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-8497524755906561395?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/8497524755906561395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=8497524755906561395' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8497524755906561395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8497524755906561395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/qual-e-o-teu-livro-preferido.html' title='qual é o teu livro preferido?'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vXtRT26j8SI/TsUhmgpzODI/AAAAAAAABLc/OlOREH6BZnY/s72-c/viagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-4309712416986828029</id><published>2011-11-17T14:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:45:11.252Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sair de casa e levar com o sol na cara, num dia gélido.&lt;br /&gt;chegar ao escritório e aquecer os pés no aquecedor.&lt;br /&gt;ir almoçar aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9PtEkXiSqI/TsUdPjOiAUI/AAAAAAAABLM/qSQt4gfrHoo/s1600/storik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9PtEkXiSqI/TsUdPjOiAUI/AAAAAAAABLM/qSQt4gfrHoo/s1600/storik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(rua do alecrim, sp a descer, lado esquerdo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;e comer precisamente esta flame:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YejgY7rXC0Q/TsUdihHnNHI/AAAAAAAABLU/_3r288lk4zU/s1600/flame.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YejgY7rXC0Q/TsUdihHnNHI/AAAAAAAABLU/_3r288lk4zU/s200/flame.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;caminhar de volta para o escritório, com o sol a bater-me nas costas. beber um chá de gengibre e ser regada com músicas novas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;saber que amanhã é sexta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;sucesso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-4309712416986828029?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/4309712416986828029/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=4309712416986828029' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4309712416986828029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4309712416986828029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/sair-de-casa-e-levar-com-o-sol-na-cara.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9PtEkXiSqI/TsUdPjOiAUI/AAAAAAAABLM/qSQt4gfrHoo/s72-c/storik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1147943046386103606</id><published>2011-11-15T11:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:02:10.128Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto VIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;52.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o veneno, como se sabe, quando enviado em forma bela, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;é recebido como um condimento pacífico,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e assim sucedeu. Palavras de amigo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;são sempre mansas e parecem versos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por exemplo, estamos mais frágeis enquanto dançamos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e por isso só dançamos ao lado de amigos (não somos parvos).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas isto é só um exemplo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;53.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porém, os amigos são animais como os outros.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muito mais inofensivos são os inimigos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- quem é sensato sabe-o bem - por mantêm-se longe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por medo da nossa arma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ou preparando armadilhas que já esperamos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;enquanto os amigos, esses, cheiram ombro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a ombro a mesma flor que nós, dividindo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pela proximidade, a alegria que o mundo atira para um metro quadrado de jardim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;54.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E os amigos dão conselhos, o que é&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;perigosíssimo. Inimigos acumulam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ameaças, mas estas suportam-se bem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A infelicidade, ameaçada, é afinal um bom aviso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As ameaças dos inimigos são pois os verdadeiros&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;conselhos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, &lt;em&gt;Uma Viagem à Índia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Us67uEPZ6UE/TsJGhH1-0lI/AAAAAAAABLE/faGA4uMarTw/s1600/retrete.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Us67uEPZ6UE/TsJGhH1-0lI/AAAAAAAABLE/faGA4uMarTw/s320/retrete.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1147943046386103606?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1147943046386103606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1147943046386103606' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1147943046386103606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1147943046386103606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-viii.html' title='Canto VIII'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Us67uEPZ6UE/TsJGhH1-0lI/AAAAAAAABLE/faGA4uMarTw/s72-c/retrete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-8323671756720641054</id><published>2011-11-14T13:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T13:01:07.183Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto VI</title><content type='html'>39.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eis o paradoxo:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;o homem que seja capaz de escutar cem histórias rápidas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;umas a seguir às outras, não é um ouvinte rápido,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas sim um ouvinte lento, tranquilo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há, aliás, no escutar, que parece acto passivo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e pacífico, uma estranha parte activa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que são os olhos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Escuta bem quem tem olhos atentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, &lt;em&gt;Uma Viagem à Índia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-8323671756720641054?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/8323671756720641054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=8323671756720641054' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8323671756720641054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8323671756720641054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-vi_14.html' title='Canto VI'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-859179778866700975</id><published>2011-11-14T11:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T11:12:57.778Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto V</title><content type='html'>38.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;os jovens são lentíssimos a adoecer - o que os preocupa é não&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; [existir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;saída: a quantidade de desejos é insaciável&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;numa única existência. Temos desejos para 50 000 vidas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e apenas um cérebro e o coração - ambos mortais).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, &lt;em&gt;Uma viagem à Índia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-859179778866700975?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/859179778866700975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=859179778866700975' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/859179778866700975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/859179778866700975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-v.html' title='Canto V'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-2657543956039987049</id><published>2011-11-14T10:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T10:53:28.176Z</updated><title type='text'>Um domingo MUITO animado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;a preparação para a nossa mega &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4uO708GFOE/TsDy8AjP4HI/AAAAAAAABK8/zoWseh7d2y4/s1600/Venda+de+Garagem.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4uO708GFOE/TsDy8AjP4HI/AAAAAAAABK8/zoWseh7d2y4/s320/Venda+de+Garagem.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;espero que se divirtam tanto como nós e que espalhem a mensagem:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/32053360"&gt;http://vimeo.com/32053360&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-2657543956039987049?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/2657543956039987049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=2657543956039987049' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2657543956039987049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2657543956039987049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/um-domingo-muito-animado.html' title='Um domingo MUITO animado'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4uO708GFOE/TsDy8AjP4HI/AAAAAAAABK8/zoWseh7d2y4/s72-c/Venda+de+Garagem.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-2499851318256186755</id><published>2011-11-12T22:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-12T22:36:39.924Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto III</title><content type='html'>80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;É também aos domingos que a Natureza, como um todo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;se aproxima mais de nós. Até os pássaros parecem conhecer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a agenda, pois mudam os cantos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;O meu pai, John Bloom, entre outras decisões,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;decidiu proibir a si próprio precisamente os domingos,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pois dizia que eram os dias onde os humanos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;menos agiam humanamente -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;e, além do mais, pouca investigação científica faziam.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se o progresso dependesse dos domingos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ainda andávamos de carroça e falávamos Latim.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-2499851318256186755?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/2499851318256186755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=2499851318256186755' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2499851318256186755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2499851318256186755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iii_4473.html' title='Canto III'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-7334860466209048442</id><published>2011-11-12T22:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-12T22:31:21.670Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto III</title><content type='html'>110.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A legislação de um país é um tratado de paz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;entre os seus habitantes,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas o ódio entre os homens é bem mais estável&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;do que as leis que os homens estabelecem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porque o ódio é uma lei da natureza.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, Uma Viagem à Índia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-7334860466209048442?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/7334860466209048442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=7334860466209048442' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/7334860466209048442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/7334860466209048442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iii_12.html' title='Canto III'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-8191986508962536145</id><published>2011-11-12T12:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-12T12:19:54.906Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto II</title><content type='html'>81.&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sou indiferente às repetições, suporto melhor o tédio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;que certas aventuras desnecessárias.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não estou, pois, obcecado por novidades.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porém, não suporto que, em mim,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a não surpresa já não me surpreenda.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, &lt;i&gt;Uma viagem à Índia &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-8191986508962536145?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/8191986508962536145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=8191986508962536145' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8191986508962536145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8191986508962536145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-ii.html' title='Canto II'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1958323939715928182</id><published>2011-11-11T14:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:48:14.390Z</updated><title type='text'>VENDA DE GARAGEM ADIADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_EJdlwPPjL4/Tr01j-gfJjI/AAAAAAAABK0/FPnVL1-Ezo0/s1600/Venda+de+Garagem.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_EJdlwPPjL4/Tr01j-gfJjI/AAAAAAAABK0/FPnVL1-Ezo0/s400/Venda+de+Garagem.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;todas as previsões nos indicam que DOMINGO CHOVERÁ. mas nada de nada nos DESANIMARÁ. &lt;br /&gt;vamos ADIAR A NOSSA VENDA DE GARAGEM, para o próximo FIM DE SEMANA.&lt;br /&gt;contamos com todos vocês porque teremos ainda mais tempo para preparar o SUPER EVENTO do mês.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1958323939715928182?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1958323939715928182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1958323939715928182' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1958323939715928182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1958323939715928182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/venda-de-garagem-adiada.html' title='VENDA DE GARAGEM ADIADA'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_EJdlwPPjL4/Tr01j-gfJjI/AAAAAAAABK0/FPnVL1-Ezo0/s72-c/Venda+de+Garagem.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-387771663696065029</id><published>2011-11-11T14:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:34:24.573Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto VI</title><content type='html'>96. e 97.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hábitos satisfazem o que em ti não é forte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os gestos da manhã, se quiseres, são uma forma política &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de o corpo começar o dia. E assim um obstáculo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;transforma-se numa intromissão benéfica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do acaso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E se te vires obrigado a parar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não recomeces a correr na mesma direcção.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tropeça, levanta-te, fecha os olhos e avança.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No mundo, o sofrimento ensina mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do que cem professores bem-intencionados.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fugir do sofrimento que impede o recomeço, sim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas não dos outros. Os sofrimentos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não são todos da mesma espécie animal:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de uns, sais aperfeiçoado (...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de outros, canino e obediente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, Uma Viagem à Índia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-387771663696065029?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/387771663696065029/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=387771663696065029' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/387771663696065029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/387771663696065029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-vi_11.html' title='Canto VI'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-6095232760942872578</id><published>2011-11-11T13:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T13:00:30.983Z</updated><title type='text'>In love with....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKPqS9lbyMk/Tr0cZLhSRCI/AAAAAAAABKs/MUeAaZPyW7A/s1600/milka%252520lila%252520stars%252520snax.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKPqS9lbyMk/Tr0cZLhSRCI/AAAAAAAABKs/MUeAaZPyW7A/s400/milka%252520lila%252520stars%252520snax.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-6095232760942872578?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/6095232760942872578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=6095232760942872578' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6095232760942872578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6095232760942872578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-love-with.html' title='In love with....'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKPqS9lbyMk/Tr0cZLhSRCI/AAAAAAAABKs/MUeAaZPyW7A/s72-c/milka%252520lila%252520stars%252520snax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-7900745442481646004</id><published>2011-11-11T12:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T12:43:22.566Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto VI</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viera de um país onde metade do dia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais de metade dos homens fica deitado na cama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a cultivar mentalmente a inveja dos que agem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e se levantam; viera pois de um país&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;indispensável (e quase lindo): Portugal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, &lt;em&gt;Uma Viagem à Índia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-7900745442481646004?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/7900745442481646004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=7900745442481646004' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/7900745442481646004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/7900745442481646004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-vi.html' title='Canto VI'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-6468276323414293062</id><published>2011-11-09T12:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-09T12:00:35.212Z</updated><title type='text'>Um dia frio, ler um livro... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=95ivQfWP2VA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=95ivQfWP2VA&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-6468276323414293062?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/6468276323414293062/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=6468276323414293062' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6468276323414293062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6468276323414293062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/um-dia-frio-ler-um-livro.html' title='Um dia frio, ler um livro... :)'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-7136635875297291348</id><published>2011-11-09T10:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:40:12.844Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto IV</title><content type='html'>100.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viajar não é um método infalível&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de perder memória, diga-se. As faculdades mentais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não varia de acordo com o país onde o homem está.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O mapa mundo e as suas variações&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não modificam a tua inteligência.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na alta montanha podes pensar de forma perfeita.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;GMT - Uma Viagem à Índia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-7136635875297291348?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/7136635875297291348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=7136635875297291348' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/7136635875297291348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/7136635875297291348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iv_5152.html' title='Canto IV'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1662733325927559556</id><published>2011-11-09T10:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:27:38.957Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto IV</title><content type='html'>91.&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só as mulheres conseguem fazer duas coisas importantes ao mesmo tempo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Veja, por exemplo, eu: quando caio não consigo cantar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E os homens são fraquíssimos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;na parte humana que é aceitar ser fraco.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Só sabem ser doces, como dizia o poeta francês,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;quando são suficientemente fortes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;reduzindo assim, a delicadeza à primeira&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;parte de uma negociação. E os homens, ainda, não&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;parando, mexem-se menos que uma mulher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; [velhíssima&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que não possa modificar sequer a posição de um pé.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque essa mulher parada conta histórias,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e os homens não. (...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, &lt;em&gt;Uma viagem à Índia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1662733325927559556?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1662733325927559556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1662733325927559556' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1662733325927559556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1662733325927559556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iv_09.html' title='Canto IV'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1228510056313699528</id><published>2011-11-08T18:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:08:35.597Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto IV e VIII</title><content type='html'>56.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Em menos de um século já ninguém se lembrará &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;que os antepassados sempre exerceram a afectividade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sem a tecnologia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;37.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;...que nenhuma máquina nos substitua no momento em que nos apaixonamos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, Uma Viagem à Índia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1228510056313699528?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1228510056313699528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1228510056313699528' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1228510056313699528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1228510056313699528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iv.html' title='Canto IV e VIII'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-4397804276417297074</id><published>2011-11-08T18:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T18:12:15.157Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto III</title><content type='html'>133.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E não há vinganças subtis. A vingança&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;é uma coisa imensa, ou não é.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O rancor não tem meio,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;se estás nele está sempre no limite,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no ponto extremo que te obriga a não conhecer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;outras acções que não as da maldade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, uma viagem à Índia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-4397804276417297074?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/4397804276417297074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=4397804276417297074' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4397804276417297074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4397804276417297074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iii_08.html' title='Canto III'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1886000806030739922</id><published>2011-11-08T17:25:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:27:13.365Z</updated><title type='text'>Vejam aqui o vídeo da preparação da nossa VENDA DE GARAGEM :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/31741942"&gt;http://vimeo.com/31741942&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1886000806030739922?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1886000806030739922/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1886000806030739922' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1886000806030739922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1886000806030739922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/httpvimeo.html' title='Vejam aqui o vídeo da preparação da nossa VENDA DE GARAGEM :)'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1221579422608691814</id><published>2011-11-07T17:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T17:07:30.552Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto III</title><content type='html'>128.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Homens há que usam o arrependimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;como se usa uma técnica de carpinteiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sobre as madeiras. Mas os sentimentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;são inúteis no mundo que existe, onde apenas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;se registam os actos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O arrependimento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;enquanto torção leve do coração, é um acto íntimo, interior,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;é nada, portanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, uma viagem à Índia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1221579422608691814?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1221579422608691814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1221579422608691814' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1221579422608691814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1221579422608691814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iii_6866.html' title='Canto III'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1181201973001406580</id><published>2011-11-07T17:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T17:01:44.868Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto III</title><content type='html'>84.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As várias gerações são egoístas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sem dúvida. Porque se os dias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;emperrassem numa geração específica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- como roldana sem óleo que&amp;nbsp;não avança -,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;estaríamos diante de uma magnífica raça eterna.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que muito faria contentes uns e incomodaria outros:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aqueles que ainda não nasceram.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, &lt;em&gt;Uma viagem à Índia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1181201973001406580?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1181201973001406580/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1181201973001406580' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1181201973001406580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1181201973001406580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iii_07.html' title='Canto III'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-2596460668191572186</id><published>2011-11-07T15:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T15:31:16.742Z</updated><title type='text'>Domingo, 13 de Novembro · 11:00 - 18:30</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, &lt;i&gt;Uma viagem à Índia&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-8077389620699542710?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/8077389620699542710/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=8077389620699542710' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8077389620699542710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/8077389620699542710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iii_1057.html' title='Canto III'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-355961708816972457</id><published>2011-11-05T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-05T17:00:09.861Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto III</title><content type='html'>48&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;É que o ódio não necessita de grande tecnologia de suporte:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;bastam duas mulheres para um único homem, ou dois&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; [ homens&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;para um único território.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, &lt;i&gt;Uma viagem à Índia &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-355961708816972457?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/355961708816972457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=355961708816972457' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/355961708816972457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/355961708816972457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iii_5016.html' title='Canto III'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-6463804422309038441</id><published>2011-11-05T16:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-05T16:57:27.423Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto III</title><content type='html'>42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(As formigas, por exemplo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sendo animais surdos-mudos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;têm as patinhas da frente disponíveis&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;para o diálogo, mas tal facto impede-as&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;de conversar enquanto caminham&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- prazer específico da espécie humana).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, &lt;i&gt;Uma viagem à Índia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-6463804422309038441?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/6463804422309038441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=6463804422309038441' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6463804422309038441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6463804422309038441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iii_05.html' title='Canto III'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1111750326465012969</id><published>2011-11-05T16:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-05T16:55:10.173Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto III</title><content type='html'>26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No erotismo o que importa é no corpo da amada&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;não existir saída.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma boa luta - amorosa -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;é pois aquela onde os dois corpos estão,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;um no outro,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;como se no meio do famoso labirinto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;de onde ninguém consegue sair.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Uma viagem à Índia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1111750326465012969?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1111750326465012969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1111750326465012969' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1111750326465012969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1111750326465012969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/11/canto-iii.html' title='Canto III'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-885192116361280767</id><published>2011-11-03T14:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-03T14:23:12.634Z</updated><title type='text'>DIA 13 DE NOVEMBRO - 11H ÀS 18H30</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKyPL1SR9EU/TrKjmFMVDyI/AAAAAAAABJM/9eZI6m6_OZE/s1600/Venda+de+Garagem.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKyPL1SR9EU/TrKjmFMVDyI/AAAAAAAABJM/9eZI6m6_OZE/s400/Venda+de+Garagem.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description summary" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aproveitem que o inverno está a chegar, e nada como começar da melhor forma: com roupas quentes… e BARATAS, para o menino e para a menina!&lt;br /&gt;Roupas, bijutarias, malas, sapatos, GADGETS, acessórios, livros etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para aqueles que não quiserem ir às compras, podem LANCHAR connosco por apenas 1€. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tragam os amigos e venham conviver!! 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Tavares, &lt;em&gt;Uma Viagem à Índia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-2898369496546927872?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/2898369496546927872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=2898369496546927872' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2898369496546927872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2898369496546927872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/10/canto-ii-6.html' title='Canto II - 6.'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-1289582013665239142</id><published>2011-10-30T13:14:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-10-31T09:10:26.900Z</updated><title type='text'>Canto I - 63.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E é evidente: conhecem-se os homens pelo que lêem, mas não só. Como matam - que armas usam - e como se apaixonam - que palavras utilizam nas declarações de amor. Ah, e ainda um pormenor: de quem tens medo? E que nome dás à coisa grande que do céu nunca chega a vir porque prefere manter-se assim, possibilidade?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se decifrares o último barulho que um moribundo faz, descobrirás a sua religião, eis uma certeza.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. Tavares, &lt;em&gt;Uma Viagem à Índia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-1289582013665239142?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/1289582013665239142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=1289582013665239142' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1289582013665239142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/1289582013665239142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/10/63.html' title='Canto I - 63.'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-5962762504707621172</id><published>2011-10-25T14:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:28:49.424+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ásia&lt;/span&gt;. Apenas Ásia e o espírito estremece. Quem será capaz de preencher a imagem da Ásia? Marco Pólo dá-nos milhares de pormenores, que não são mais que uma gota de água no oceano. Pouco importa&amp;nbsp;o que o homem tenha realizado desde então, não importa os milagres que tenha feito, a palavra Ásia inunda a sua imaginação de esplendor e magnificiência inigualados. Profetas, sábios, sages, místicos, sonhadores, loucos, fanáticos, tiranos, imperadores, conquistadores, todos eles bem maiores dos que a Europa já teve, nasceram na Ásia. Religiões, filosofias, templos, palácios, muralhas, fortalezas, pinturas, tapeçarias, jóias, drogas, licores, incenso, tecidos, vestuário, produtos alimentares, culinária, metais, as grandes invenções, os grandes idiomas, os grandes livros, as grandes cosmogonias, tudo teve a sua origem na Ásia. As próprias estrelas foram criadas na Ásia. Ali houve deuses e semideuses - aos milhares. E homens-deuses. Avatares. Precursores. A Ásia foi um nardo inspirado. A Ásia é ainda um nardo inspirado. Se no século XII a Ásia era um sonho no espírito dos homens hoje é-o mais ainda. A Ásia é inesgotável. Há a Mongólia, o Tibete, a China, a Índia. A concepção que fazemos destes países, do povo que os habita, da sabedoria que possuem, do espírito que os anima, das suas lutas, dos seus objectivos e da realização destes é quase nula. Os nossos aventureiros e exploradores perderam-se ali; lá, os nossos sábios confundiram-se, os nossos evangelistas, fanáticos e beatos foram reduzidos a nada, os nossos colonialistas apodreceram, as nossas máquinas parecem ridículas e insignificantes, os nosso exércitos são tragados. Vasta, multiforme, poliglota, transbordando de irrefreável energia, ora estagnada, ora em ebulição, sempre ameaçadora, sempre misteriora, a Ásia faz que o mundo pareça pigmeu. Somos pequenas aranhas tentando fazer frente a cedros gigantescos. Tecemos as nossas teias, mas o menor tremor do gigante adormecido que é a Ásia pode destruir a obra de séculos. Exterminamo-nos, mas o asiáticos nadam no seio de um poderoso oceano, e são incansáveis, infinitos, inextinguíveis. Movem-se acompanhando as grande correntes do mundo; nós lutamos em vão contra a maré. Sacrificamos tudo em prol da destruição; eles sacrificam tudo pela vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Henry Miller&lt;em&gt;, Pesadelo Climatizado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-5962762504707621172?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/5962762504707621172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=5962762504707621172' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/5962762504707621172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/5962762504707621172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/10/asia.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-6498956853754901467</id><published>2011-10-22T21:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T21:14:35.775+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Viajar, propriamente, é apenas uma forma de comodismo. Se nada acrescentar ao que o viajante já possui de conhecimentos humanos ou se não der aos outros a posse imaginária de determinada parte do mundo, constitui um hábito pernicioso. A aquisição de conhecimentos, a acumulação de factos, só é uma coisa nobre naqueles poucos que conhecem o processo alquímico que transforma esse barro em ouro divino e eterno... Somente o viajante que é em si mesmo maravilhoso vê maravilhas (...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Henry Miller&lt;i&gt;, Pesadelo Climatizado &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-6498956853754901467?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/6498956853754901467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=6498956853754901467' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6498956853754901467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/6498956853754901467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/10/viajar-propriamente-e-apenas-uma-forma.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-2753355063428554824</id><published>2011-10-18T16:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T16:17:12.111+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lia sem parar, conforme ditava a sua fantasia, não para procurar aprofundar os seus conhecimentos ou simplesmente para matar o tempo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muito pelo contrário - foi o que concluí depois de ouvir os seus comentários -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ler era por assim dizer para ele uma maneira de sonhar, de se elevar acima deste mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Henry Miller,&lt;em&gt; Pesadelo Climatizado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-2753355063428554824?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/2753355063428554824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=2753355063428554824' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2753355063428554824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2753355063428554824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/10/lia-sem-parar-conforme-ditava-sua.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-4557698819020742412</id><published>2011-09-28T14:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:28:45.078+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8DUikxImrY/ToHOMGG7O2I/AAAAAAAABJA/wluHR-wn3PU/s1600/cartaz_feira_lxfactory-300x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8DUikxImrY/ToHOMGG7O2I/AAAAAAAABJA/wluHR-wn3PU/s400/cartaz_feira_lxfactory-300x300.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DIA 09/10/11 vou estar a vender ROUPA EM 2A MÃO, na Feira da Fábrica, no LX FACTORY. Das 12h às 19h. Apareçam e divulguem, se puderem!! OBRIGADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-2768714258150430345?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/2768714258150430345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=2768714258150430345' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2768714258150430345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2768714258150430345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/09/dia-09-de-outubro-de-2011.html' title='dia 09 de OUTUBRO de 2011'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8DUikxImrY/ToHOMGG7O2I/AAAAAAAABJA/wluHR-wn3PU/s72-c/cartaz_feira_lxfactory-300x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-2888606843727135586</id><published>2011-09-23T16:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T16:54:17.882+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;17 filmes no cinema, 21 livros, 3 festivais, 1 super viagem, 35 fins-de-semana, 2 casamentos, x festas de anos e jantares de amigos, umas 100 roupas novas, 1 ida ao cabeleireiro para cortar o cabeloe umas 15 idias à depilação, 3 idas ao botequim (1 não vale), 4 ou 5&amp;nbsp;(só?) idas a Santiago e nenhuma ao Algarve (...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-2888606843727135586?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/2888606843727135586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=2888606843727135586' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2888606843727135586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/2888606843727135586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/09/17-filmes-no-cinema-21-livros-3.html' title=''/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-2366294440444287350</id><published>2011-09-23T16:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T16:44:22.187+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E não só</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Eis a Inquisição. Que me importa a pergunta que faço? Podes até fechar os ouvidos, tapá-los com as mãos, à minha frente, nada disso me importa, eu sou um inquisidor, não sou o homem que veio para praticar diálogos. Tapa pois os ouvidos e responde à minha pergunta, consegues entender isto?&lt;br /&gt;Sim, responde quem nada ouviu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gonçalo M. 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A sociedade governar-se-ia espontaneamente e a si própria, se não contivesse gente de sensibilidade e de inteligência. Acreditem que é a única coisa que a prejudica. As sociedades primitivas tinham uma feliz existência mais ou menos assim. Pena é que a expulsão dos superiores da sociedade resultaria em eles morrerem, porque não sabem trabalhar. E talvez morressem de tédio, por não haver espaços de estupidez entre eles. Mas eu falo do ponto de vista da felicidade humana. Cada superior que se manifestasse na sociedade seria expulso para a Ilha’ dos superiores. Os superiores seriam alimentados, como animais em jaula, pela sociedade normal. &lt;strong&gt;Acreditem: se não houvesse gente inteligente que apontasse os vários mal-estares humanos, a humanidade não dava por eles.&lt;/strong&gt; E as criaturas de sensibilidade fazem sofrer os outros por simpatia. Por enquanto, visto que vivemos em sociedade, o único dever dos superiores é reduzirem ao mínimo a sua participação na vida da tribo. Não ler jornais, ou lê-los só para saber o que de pouco importante e curioso se passa. Ninguém imagina a volúpia que arranco ao noticiário sucinto das províncias. Os meros nomes abrem-me portas sobre o vago. O supremo estado honroso para um homem superior é não saber quem é o chefe de Estado do seu país, ou se vive sob monarquia ou sob república. Toda a sua atitude deve ser colocar-se a alma de modo que a passagem das coisas, dos acontecimentos não o incomode. Se o não fizer terá que se interessar pelos outros, para cuidar de si próprio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bernardo Soares, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Livro do Desassossego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-7322778581237508047?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/7322778581237508047/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=7322778581237508047' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/7322778581237508047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/7322778581237508047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/09/314.html' title='314.'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623774594963336604.post-4196249496947129761</id><published>2011-09-16T13:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T13:10:37.075+01:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~~~~~~Voos para Zanzibar desde € 834..~~~~~~~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PgEqVp029w/TnM8hOVmD7I/AAAAAAAABI0/DJp2GXkbLq4/s1600/zanzibar+casa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PgEqVp029w/TnM8hOVmD7I/AAAAAAAABI0/DJp2GXkbLq4/s1600/zanzibar+casa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~~~que devaneio~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623774594963336604-4196249496947129761?l=devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/feeds/4196249496947129761/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3623774594963336604&amp;postID=4196249496947129761' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4196249496947129761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3623774594963336604/posts/default/4196249496947129761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneiosdecabeceira.blogspot.com/2011/09/voos-para-zanzibar-desde-834.html' title='~~~~~~~~Voos para Zanzibar desde € 834..~~~~~~~~~~'/><author><name>SV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238154617947241468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Yq4p_ZRvFVQ/R5xTUbaNKjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/luqcP3SzL30/S220/espectro+de+uma+vida+-1972.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PgEqVp029w/TnM8hOVmD7I/AAAAAAAABI0/DJp2GXkbLq4/s72-c/zanzibar+casa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
