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REPÚBLICA.       SEM COMENTÁRIOS !!!!</title><content type='html'>Vou encaminhar esta realidade, que é ignorada por grande parte dos Portugueses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Diário da República nº 28 - I série- datado de 10 de Fevereiro de 2010 - RESOLUÇÃO da Assembleia da República nº 11/2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Poderão aceder através do site &lt;a href="http://www.dre.pt/"&gt;http://www.dre.pt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ler;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas rubricas do orçamento da Assembleia da República&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Vencimento de Deputados ...........................12 milhões 349 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;2 - Ajudas de Custo de Deputados........................2 milhões 724 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;3 - Transportes de Deputados ...........................3 milhões 869 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;4 - Deslocações e Estadas ..............................2 milhões 363 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;5 - Assistência Técnica (??) ...........................2 milhões 948 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;6 - Outros Trabalhos Especializados (??) ...............3 milhões 593 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;7 - RESTAURANTE,REFEITÓRIO,CAFETARIA....................961 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;8 - Subvenções aos Grupos Parlamentares.................970 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;9 - Equipamento de Informática .........................2 milhões 110 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;10- Outros Investimentos (??) ..........................2 milhões 420 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;11- Edificios ..........................................2 milhões 686 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;12- Transfer's (??) Diversos (??)......................13 milhões 506 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;13- SUBVENÇÃO aos PARTIDOS na A. R. ...................16 milhões 977 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;14- SUBVENÇÕES CAMPANHAS ELEITORAIS ...................73 milhões 798 mil Euros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em resumo e NO TOTAL a DESPESA ORÇAMENTADA para o ANO de 2010, é :&lt;br /&gt;€ 191 405 356,61 (191 Milhões 405 mil 356 Euros e 61 cêntimos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ver Folha 372 do acima identificado Diário da República nº 28 - 1ª Série -, de 10 de Fevereiro de 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos lá então ver se isto agora já o começa a incomodar um "bocadinho". Repare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada deputado, em vencimentos e encargos directos e indirectos custa ao País, cerca de 700.000 Euros por ano. Ou seja cerca de 60.000 Euros mês!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Vemos, ouvimos e lemos, não podemos ignorar"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sophia de Mello Breyner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-724206138778128428?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/724206138778128428/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=724206138778128428' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/724206138778128428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/724206138778128428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2010/10/assembleia-da-republica-sem-comentarios.html' title='ASSEMBLEIA DA REPÚBLICA.       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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/S0TEj31VL8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/BPMoZ5Z4bTo/s1600-h/imagesCAIKWPBQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/S0TEj31VL8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/BPMoZ5Z4bTo/s400/imagesCAIKWPBQ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423675971823022018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante uma viagem, recebi um fax de minha secretária. &lt;br /&gt;"Ficou faltando um tijolo de vidro para a reforma da cozinha", dizia ela. "Envio o projeto original, e o jeito que o pedreiro dará para compensar a falta." &lt;br /&gt;De um lado, havia o desenho que meu marido fizera: fileiras harmoniosas, com abertura para a ventilação. Do outro lado, o projeto que resolvia a falta do tijolo: um verdadeiro quebra-cabeças, onde os quadrados de vidro se misturavam sem qualquer estética. &lt;br /&gt;"Comprem o tijolo que falta", escreveu meu marido. Assim foi feito, e o desenho original foi mantido. &lt;br /&gt;Naquela tarde, fiquei pensando muito tempo no ocorrido; quantas vezes, pela falta de um simples tijolo, deturpamos completamente o projeto original de nossas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-6198197464249176882?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/6198197464249176882/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=6198197464249176882' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/6198197464249176882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/6198197464249176882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2010/01/falta-de-um-tijolo.html' title='A falta de um tijolo'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/S0TEj31VL8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/BPMoZ5Z4bTo/s72-c/imagesCAIKWPBQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-6124239191471444791</id><published>2009-11-18T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T15:09:18.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltar a mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SwRn_BJ8sCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vg34Nf9F7Bo/s1600/greendawn1920byiunewindsc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SwRn_BJ8sCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vg34Nf9F7Bo/s400/greendawn1920byiunewindsc2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405559785091018786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordo…acordo. Os olhos doridos de uma noite em branco lembram-me que o meu corpo cansado me amarra à condição de que tento fugir.&lt;br /&gt;Momentos há em que não sei quem sou, confesso.&lt;br /&gt;Escondo-me, fecho-me, apenas o som das minhas palavras em murmúrio.&lt;br /&gt;Quero compreender-me, quero saber quais as leis da vida a que estou presa.&lt;br /&gt;Quero voltar a mim, lá bem fundo e voltar a ouvir-me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-6124239191471444791?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/6124239191471444791/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=6124239191471444791' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-8947476714622070502</id><published>2009-10-29T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:02:49.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dá uma tranquilidade.......demais!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x25F3-sR2Yo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x25F3-sR2Yo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se Você Fosse um Veleiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você fosse um vaqueiro eu seguiria na sua pista,&lt;br /&gt;Se você fosse um pedaço de madeira eu o pregaria ao chão.&lt;br /&gt;Se você fosse um veleiro eu o dirigiria à costa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você fosse um rio eu nadaria você,&lt;br /&gt;Se você fosse uma casa eu viveria em você todos os meus dias.&lt;br /&gt;Se você fosse um pregador eu começaria a modificar os meus modos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes acredito no destino,&lt;br /&gt;Mas as oportunidades que criamos,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre parecem soar mais verdadeiras.&lt;br /&gt;Você arriscou em me amar,&lt;br /&gt;Eu arrisquei em amar você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se estivesse na cadeia sei que você me soltaria&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um telefone você me tocaria todo o dia&lt;br /&gt;Se estivesse na dor sei que você me cantaria canções calmantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes acredito no destino,&lt;br /&gt;Mas as oportunidades que criamos,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre parecem soar mais verdadeiras.&lt;br /&gt;Você arriscou em me amar,&lt;br /&gt;Eu arrisquei em amar você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu estivesse com fome você me alimentaria&lt;br /&gt;Se eu estivesse na escuridão você me guiaria à luz&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um livro sei que você me leria todas as noites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você fosse um vaqueiro eu seguiria na sua pista,&lt;br /&gt;Se você fosse um pedaço de madeira eu o pregaria ao chão.&lt;br /&gt;Se você fosse um veleiro eu o dirigiria à costa.&lt;br /&gt;Se você fosse um veleiro eu o dirigiria à costa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-8947476714622070502?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/8947476714622070502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=8947476714622070502' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Se não fores capaz, então não faças mal aos outros." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Dalai Lama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-3477524370208811659?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/3477524370208811659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=3477524370208811659' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/3477524370208811659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/3477524370208811659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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sobretudo cansaço&lt;br /&gt;Não disto nem daquilo,&lt;br /&gt;Nem sequer de tudo ou de nada:&lt;br /&gt;Cansaço assim mesmo, ele mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;Cansaço.&lt;br /&gt;A subtileza das sensações inúteis,&lt;br /&gt;As paixões violentas por coisa nenhuma,&lt;br /&gt;Os amores intensos por o suposto alguém.&lt;br /&gt;Essas coisas todas -&lt;br /&gt;Essas e o que faz falta nelas eternamente -;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso faz um cansaço,&lt;br /&gt;Este cansaço,&lt;br /&gt;Cansaço.&lt;br /&gt;Há sem dúvida quem ame o infinito,&lt;br /&gt;Há sem dúvida quem deseje o impossível,&lt;br /&gt;Há sem dúvida quem não queira&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SskNS-f7qnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NlDrTN4Et_w/s1600-h/fernando-pessoa-encontra-d-sebastiao-num-caixao-sobre-um-burro-ajaizado-a-andaluza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388853048791247474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SskNS-f7qnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NlDrTN4Et_w/s400/fernando-pessoa-encontra-d-sebastiao-num-caixao-sobre-um-burro-ajaizado-a-andaluza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nada -&lt;br /&gt;Três tipos de idealistas, e eu nenhum deles:&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu amo infinitamente o finito,&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu desejo impossivelmente o possível,&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu quero tudo, ou um pouco mais, se puder ser,&lt;br /&gt;Ou até se não puder ser...&lt;br /&gt;E o resultado?&lt;br /&gt;Para eles a vida vivida ou sonhada,&lt;br /&gt;Para eles o sonho sonhado ou vivido,&lt;br /&gt;Para eles a média entre tudo e nada, isto é, isto...&lt;br /&gt;Para mim só um grande, um profundo,&lt;br /&gt;E, ah com que felicidade infecundo, cansaço,&lt;br /&gt;Um supremíssimo cansaço.&lt;br /&gt;Íssimo, íssimo. íssimo,&lt;br /&gt;Cansaço...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Álvaro de Campos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SskNS-f7qnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NlDrTN4Et_w/s72-c/fernando-pessoa-encontra-d-sebastiao-num-caixao-sobre-um-burro-ajaizado-a-andaluza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-3238158378470832409</id><published>2009-10-03T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T08:13:21.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BEATLES</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8iLwwac4i4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/3238158378470832409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/3238158378470832409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/10/beatles.html' title='THE BEATLES'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-7802180909866188770</id><published>2009-08-14T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:05:19.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SoV8voxOJHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/eeekoB702u0/s1600-h/anjo_lua_mar_-1228.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369835288548746354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SoV8voxOJHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/eeekoB702u0/s400/anjo_lua_mar_-1228.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Solidão não é a falta de gente para conversar, namorar, passear ou fazer sexo... Isto é carência!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solidão não é os sentimentos que experimentamos pela ausência de entesqueridos que não podem mais voltar... Isto é saudade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solidão não é o retiro voluntário que a gente se impõe, às vezes para realinhar os pensamentos... Isto é equilíbrio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solidão não é o claustro involuntário que o destino nos impõecompulsoriamente... Isto é um princípio da natureza!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solidão não é o vazio de gente ao nosso lado... Isto é circunstância!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solidão é muito mais do que isto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obs.TRECHO DE UMA ENTREVISTA DO CHICO BUARQUE, ONDE ELE DEFINIU "SOLIDÃO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Chico_Buarque/"&gt;Chico Buarque&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/1057927290625709716-7802180909866188770?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/7802180909866188770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=7802180909866188770' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/7802180909866188770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/7802180909866188770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/08/solidao.html' title='Solidão'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SoV8voxOJHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/eeekoB702u0/s72-c/anjo_lua_mar_-1228.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-1315904874789484746</id><published>2009-08-11T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:39:19.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duas "feras" da música brasileira</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SMXhSkFQTms&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SMXhSkFQTms&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-1315904874789484746?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/1315904874789484746/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=1315904874789484746' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/1315904874789484746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/1315904874789484746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/08/duas-feras-da-musica-brasileira.html' title='Duas &quot;feras&quot; da música brasileira'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-1587683286841487342</id><published>2009-08-06T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T07:20:47.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ATITUDES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SoBTzpPq9gI/AAAAAAAAAEw/i2uUR6NAjDc/s1600-h/2301765_oMUT8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368382902535648770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SoBTzpPq9gI/AAAAAAAAAEw/i2uUR6NAjDc/s400/2301765_oMUT8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A partir da percepção do meio social e dos outros, o indivíduo vai organizando e arquivando estas informações, relacionando-as com afectos (positivos ou negativos) e desenvolvendo uma predisposição para agir (favorável ou desfavoravelmente) em relação às pessoas e aos objectos presentes no meio social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A essas informações com forte carga afectiva, que predispõe o indivíduo para uma determinada acção (comportamento), damos o nome de atitudes.Portanto, para a Psicologia social, diferentemente do senso comum, nós não tomamos atitudes (comportamento, acção), nós desenvolvemos atitudes (crenças, valores, opiniões) em relação aos objectos do meio social.As atitudes possibilitam-nos conhecer melhor o ser humano, não com o que dizem,com o que apregoam, mas são as atitudes que os revelam como ser humano. Temos atitudes positivas em relação a determinados objectos ou pessoas, e isso predispõe-nos a uma acção favorável em relação a eles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A possibilidade de desenvolvermos uma atitude positiva em relação aos outros é muito grande, pois já temos anteriormente informações e afectos positivos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, não é com tanta facilidade que conseguimos prever o comportamento de alguém a partir das informações verbais que nos vão dando, os comportamentos são resultantes das situações dadas e de várias atitudes mobilizadas em determinada situação...As atitudes qualificam os seres humanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei por tudo acreditar em palavras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-1587683286841487342?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/1587683286841487342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=1587683286841487342' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/1587683286841487342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/1587683286841487342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/08/atitudes.html' title='ATITUDES'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SoBTzpPq9gI/AAAAAAAAAEw/i2uUR6NAjDc/s72-c/2301765_oMUT8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-2777761948321758172</id><published>2009-08-04T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T15:04:53.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas Bonitas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Snivr2pTj3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9dWqzNREUhU/s1600-h/88566418dp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366232123949944690" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw14523816202379(event, this, '668816874'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #006600; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick14523816202379(668816874);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mensagenseamor.com.br/especiais/coisas_bonitas_170.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; e &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw9334463101379(event, this, '668816874'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #006600; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick9334463101379(668816874);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mensagenseamor.com.br/especiais/coisas_bonitas_170.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; do sonho.&lt;br /&gt;Bonito é ser realista sem ser cruel, é&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw5812188200379(event, this, '668816874'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #006600; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick5812188200379(668816874);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mensagenseamor.com.br/especiais/coisas_bonitas_170.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acreditar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; na beleza de todas as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Bonito é a gente continuar sendo gente em qualquer situação, mesmo nos momentos de dificuldade.&lt;br /&gt;Bonito é você ser você,do jeito que você é, sem máscaras, sem falsidades, sem falcatruas,com transparência e, principalmente, com muita bondade e honestidade... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor Desconhecido &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-2777761948321758172?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/2777761948321758172/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=2777761948321758172' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/2777761948321758172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/2777761948321758172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/08/coisas-bonitas.html' title='Coisas Bonitas'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Snivr2pTj3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9dWqzNREUhU/s72-c/88566418dp4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-9063813985081049687</id><published>2009-07-29T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:06:30.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque as canções não são só a música e a voz, são também as letras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SnDT_mjbPlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TAptlvxAkgU/s1600-h/cavaleiro%252Bdo%252Bapocal%2525C3%2525ADpse%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364020245832613458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 611px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SnDT_mjbPlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TAptlvxAkgU/s400/cavaleiro%252Bdo%252Bapocal%2525C3%2525ADpse%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iuo2I7DIiaU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iuo2I7DIiaU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-9063813985081049687?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/9063813985081049687/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=9063813985081049687' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/9063813985081049687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/9063813985081049687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/07/porque-as-cancoes-nao-sao-so-musica-e.html' title='Porque as canções não são só a música e a voz, são também as letras'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SnDT_mjbPlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TAptlvxAkgU/s72-c/cavaleiro%252Bdo%252Bapocal%2525C3%2525ADpse%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-3482864812701215766</id><published>2009-07-27T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:47:24.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CADA MANHÃ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Sm4gA8_Pv-I/AAAAAAAAADw/VFAi3yqjseg/s1600-h/659815amz_cada_manha-bm_dia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363259406988328930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Sm4gA8_Pv-I/AAAAAAAAADw/VFAi3yqjseg/s400/659815amz_cada_manha-bm_dia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Podemos acreditar que tudo que a vida nos oferecerá no futuro é repetir o que fizemos ontem e hoje। Mas, se prestarmos atenção, vamos nos dar conta de que nenhum dia é igual a outro. Cada manhã traz uma benção escondida; uma benção que só serve para esse dia e que não se pode guardar nem desaproveitar.Se não usamos este milagre hoje, ele vai se perder.Este milagre está nos detalhes do cotidiano; é preciso viver cada minuto porque ali encontramos a saída de nossas confusões, a alegria de nossos bons momentos, a pista correta para a decisão que tomaremos.Nunca podemos deixar que cada dia pareça igual ao anterior porque todos os dias são diferentes, porque estamos em constante processo de mudança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Paulo_Coelho/"&gt;Paulo Coelho&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/1057927290625709716-3482864812701215766?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos vividos&lt;br /&gt;Lugares que passei&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre sorri&lt;br /&gt;Em alguns chorei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E em cada dor&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos que fiz&lt;br /&gt;Em mundos diferentes&lt;br /&gt;Tão constantes, tão ausentes&lt;br /&gt;Poucos ficaram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passos incertos&lt;br /&gt;Na viagem da vida&lt;br /&gt;Estrelas cintilantes&lt;br /&gt;Brilhantes sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em cada cintilar&lt;br /&gt;Alguém para me guiar&lt;br /&gt;Para me levar&lt;br /&gt;Por onde devo passar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor Quintela &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-6634629604015555763?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/6634629604015555763/comments/default' 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title='SEAL'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-1088332793508127976</id><published>2009-06-10T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:34:37.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MELENDI....   UMA VOZ BONITA</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/txL0OY2TTKE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/txL0OY2TTKE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-1088332793508127976?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/1088332793508127976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=1088332793508127976' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/1088332793508127976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/1088332793508127976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/06/melendi.html' title='MELENDI....   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Ao ver o ocorrido, correu para casa e verificou que sua esposa estava bem, mas seu filho nesta hora estava na escola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Foi imediatamente para lá. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E a encontrou totalmente destruída. Não restou, uma única parede de pé. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomado de uma enorme tristeza. Ficou ali ouvindo, a voz feliz de seu filho e sua promessa (não cumprida) "Haja o que houver, eu estarei sempre a seu lado".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seu coração estava apertado e sua vista apenas enxergava a destruição. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A voz de seu filho e sua promessa não cumprida , o dilaceravam. Mentalmente percorreu inúmeras vezes o trajeto que fazia diariamente segurando sua mãozinha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O portão (que não mais existia);corredor. Olhava as paredes, aquele rostinho confiante. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Passava pela sala do 3 ano , virava o corredor e o olhava ao entrar. Até que resolveu fazer em cima dos escombros, o mesmo trajeto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Portão, corredor, virou a direita e parou em frente ao que deveria ser a porta da sala. Nada! Apenas uma pilha de material destruído.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nem ao menos um pedaço de alguma coisa que lembrasse a classe. Olhava tudo desolado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E continuava a ouvir sua promessa: "Haja o que houver, eu sempre estarei com você". E ele não estava... Começou a cavar com as mãos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nisto chegaram outros pais, que embora bem intencionados, e também desolados, tentavam afastá-lo de lá dizendo: - Vá para casa. Não adianta, não sobrou ninguém. - Vá para casa. Ao que ele retrucava: Você vai me ajudar? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mas ninguém o ajudava, pouco a pouco, todos se afastavam. Chegaram os policiais, que também tentaram retirá-lo dali, pois viam que não havia chance de ter sobrado ninguém com vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Existiam outros locais com mais esperança. Mas este homem não esquecia sua promessa ao filho, a única coisa que dizia para as pessoas que tentavam retirá-lo de lá era : - Você vai me ajudar ? Mas eles também o abandonavam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chegaram os bombeiros, e foi a mesma coisa... - Saia daí, não está vendo que não pode ter sobrado ninguém vivo? Você ainda vai por em risco a vida de pessoas que queiram te ajudar pois continuam havendo explosões e incêndios. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ele retrucava : - Você vai me ajudar? - Você esta cego pela dor não enxerga mais nada. - Você vai me ajudar? Um a um todos se afastavam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ele trabalhou quase sem descanso, apenas com pequenos intervalos mas não se afastava dali. 5 h / 10 h/12h/22h /24h /30 h . Já exausto, dizia a si mesmo que precisava saber se seu filho estava vivo ou morto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Até que ao afastar uma enorme pedra, sempre chamando pelo filho ouviu: - Pai ...estou aqui! Feliz fazia mais força para abrir um vão maior e perguntou: - Você esta bem? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Estou. Mas com sede , fome e muito medo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Tem mais alguém com você? - Sim, da classe, 14 estão comigo estamos presos em um vão entre dois pilares. Estamos todos bem. Apenas conseguia ouvir seus gritos de alegria . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Pai , eu falei a eles: Vocês podem ficar sossegados, pois meu pai irá nos achar. Eles não acreditavam, mas eu dizia a toda hora ... Haja o que houver, meu pai, estará sempre a meu lado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Vamos, abaixe-se e tente sair por este buraco . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Não! Deixe eles saírem primeiro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eu sei; que haja o que houver... Você estará me esperando!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Autor não mencionado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Texto publicado em Novos Mensageiros &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-210568202186516625?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/210568202186516625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=210568202186516625' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/210568202186516625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/210568202186516625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/06/haja-o-que-houver.html' title='HAJA O QUE HOUVER'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SilhpbErp5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZcvfG5_Fukw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-6429014040946413377</id><published>2009-06-02T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T05:00:56.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SER CRIANÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SiUSuPUix8I/AAAAAAAAADI/OxdY6E03gUY/s1600-h/Dia%2520das%2520Crian%25C3%25A7as%2520RGB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342697118540941250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 526px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SiUSuPUix8I/AAAAAAAAADI/OxdY6E03gUY/s400/Dia%2520das%2520Crian%25C3%25A7as%2520RGB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ser criança é a melhor etapa da vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pode-se brincar e acreditar em todos os contos de fadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pode-se voar até às nuvens e mergulhar num mar de margaridas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corremos e damos saltos de alegria&lt;a href="http://postais.de/step2.asp?fldAuto=3412&amp;amp;small=/8hk0brcapraia.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://postais.de/step2.asp?fldAuto=3412&amp;amp;small=/8hk0brcapraia.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;afinal, as feridas são bons sinais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Metemo-nos em aventuras e chateamos os pais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saboreamos um doce como se fosse um prémios e se assim fosse, eu seria a pessoa com mais prémios no planeta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em sonhos, somos princesas e colorimos os papéis com as cores de uma paleta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O algodão doce é a minha nuvem fofinha, cor-de-rosa, de mais cores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assim, sempre que comerem algodão doce,podem lembrar-se de mim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As minhas estrelas? Também tenho!..São os meus pais que me ajudaram em todos os momentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ser criança é assim,é estar na Primavera da vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas o tempo passa a correr e quando damos conta... já somos adultos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E tudo fica ...desigual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-6429014040946413377?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/6429014040946413377/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=6429014040946413377' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/6429014040946413377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/6429014040946413377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/06/ser-crianca.html' title='SER CRIANÇA'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SiUSuPUix8I/AAAAAAAAADI/OxdY6E03gUY/s72-c/Dia%2520das%2520Crian%25C3%25A7as%2520RGB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-6981049500028477127</id><published>2009-05-23T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:56:34.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA TI…SIM PARA TI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Na noite passada pensei em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Shhvtzyl-MI/AAAAAAAAADA/2_x1y3vGerQ/s1600-h/AMIGOS.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 431px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 472px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339140191034931394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Shhvtzyl-MI/AAAAAAAAADA/2_x1y3vGerQ/s400/AMIGOS.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tanto pensei, que logo senti vontade de te dar um presente, não só um…&lt;br /&gt;Mas vários!&lt;br /&gt;Achei porém que tinha que ser alguma coisa que tu gostasse ou que&lt;br /&gt;pudesses usar em todos os lugares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim foi, no dia seguinte, levantei-me mais cedo e fui à cidade&lt;br /&gt;para encontrar tudo o que eu imaginei.&lt;br /&gt;Comprei SOL, CHUVA, VENTO, RISO e apenas 50 gramas de LÁGRIMAS, não&lt;br /&gt;tinha mais. O balconista disse-me que estava tendo muita saída, pois&lt;br /&gt;os clientes compravam muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comprei um pacote de RAZÃO para misturares com SORRISO, comprei&lt;br /&gt;SINCERIDADE, para usares sempre. Lá na loja havia um vidro enorme&lt;br /&gt;de COMPREENSÃO, como o balconista disse... não estava tendo muita saída.&lt;br /&gt;Então resolvi comprar tudo. Comprei também vidros de ROMANTISMO e&lt;br /&gt;GENTILEZA para usares com pessoas queridas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes AMIGO, lá na loja havia um grande vidro de ORGULHO, mas não te&lt;br /&gt;Comprei porque não usas. Comprei pequenos pacotes de AMOR e PAZ,&lt;br /&gt;Juntamente com ESPERANÇA, para usares quando tudo parecer estar&lt;br /&gt;perdido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMIGO, lá na loja havia algo muito triste: vi muitas pessoas comprando&lt;br /&gt;SOLIDÃO chegou mesmo a faltar, tal era a saída desse produto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comprei ainda outros pequenos pacotes contendo AMIZADE e COMPANHERISMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente comprei um grande CORAÇÃO para que possas guardar&lt;br /&gt;todos os teus presentes! &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/1057927290625709716-6981049500028477127?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/6981049500028477127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=6981049500028477127' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/6981049500028477127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/6981049500028477127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/05/para-tisim-para-ti.html' title='PARA TI…SIM PARA TI!'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Shhvtzyl-MI/AAAAAAAAADA/2_x1y3vGerQ/s72-c/AMIGOS.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-99358092227947204</id><published>2009-05-20T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:34:40.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musica linda! Mafalda Veiga</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGMuYeWdAPI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGMuYeWdAPI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-99358092227947204?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/99358092227947204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=99358092227947204' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/99358092227947204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/99358092227947204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/05/musica-linda-mafalda-veiga.html' title='Musica linda! Mafalda Veiga'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-3218739847229623745</id><published>2009-05-17T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:55:34.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maria Bethânia canta "O doce mistério da vida"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HakV--x6LXM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HakV--x6LXM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-3218739847229623745?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/3218739847229623745/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=3218739847229623745' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/3218739847229623745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/3218739847229623745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/05/maria-bethania-canta-o-doce-misterio-da.html' title='Maria Bethânia canta &quot;O doce mistério da vida&quot;'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-1603049762112923995</id><published>2009-05-15T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T07:22:45.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEU EU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Há dias, dias em que parece que estou farta de mim própria, dias em que esta mulher me cansa…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempre com a estranha mania de carregar o mundo nas costas, de sentir sempre que fez pouco e de menos, que está em falta com qualquer coisa, com alguém.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apesar do pouco tamanho e da muita ou pouca idade, já nem sei, com um estranho fundo infantil, de criança meio perdida, sempre em busca de aprovação e o pior é que muitas vezes não a aprovo, ela melindra-se, fica assim um bocado amuada comigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que não me parece estranho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois estes bichos-carpinteiros que a obrigam a mexer a fazer planos, coisas e a querer faze-las todas, como se o mundo fosse terminar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo a dormir esta mulher sonha, veste pijamas infantis com ursos e estrelinhas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda cora com alguma facilidade, arregala os olhos a muita coisa e continua a espantar-se com o mundo, com as atitudes do ser humano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sente-se assim um pouco só… &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Sg14Ldst5_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/9lt9kUbItBw/s1600-h/menina_do_mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336053271849986034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Sg14Ldst5_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/9lt9kUbItBw/s400/menina_do_mar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHV9PFPWRks/Se3WHKlkTNI/AAAAAAAACRI/47hdIv4DF5w/s1600-h/menina+na+areia.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-1603049762112923995?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/1603049762112923995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=1603049762112923995' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/1603049762112923995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/1603049762112923995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/05/meu-eu.html' title='MEU EU'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Sg14Ldst5_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/9lt9kUbItBw/s72-c/menina_do_mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-3088022724244609090</id><published>2009-05-15T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:49:05.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GUERNICA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Sg0qe5sOImI/AAAAAAAAACo/alI8hKPsP_c/s1600-h/picasso_guernica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335967843874644578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 661px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Sg0qe5sOImI/AAAAAAAAACo/alI8hKPsP_c/s400/picasso_guernica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Sg0qnof6ScI/AAAAAAAAACw/GaoT5wL8a5A/s1600-h/imagesCA5LZ0A3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335967993878432194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Sg0qnof6ScI/AAAAAAAAACw/GaoT5wL8a5A/s400/imagesCA5LZ0A3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tive o privilégio de visitar o Centro Nacional de Arte Reina Sofia e uma das obras que sem dúvida me preencheu foi o quadro “Guernica” de Pablo Picasso pintado em 1937.&lt;br /&gt;Esta obra fabulosa do pintor espanhol, retratada em tonalidades de preto e branco, demonstra o sentimento de repúdio do artista ao bombardeio da pequena cidade espanhola de Guernica, sendo talvez a obra mais marcante do período cubista do autor, Picasso retrata pessoas, animais e edifícios destruídos pelo bombardeamento da força aérea alemã já sob o controlo de Adolf Hitler aliado de Francisco Franco.&lt;br /&gt;O painel tem as dimensões de 350 x 782 cm encontra-se actualmente exposto no “Centro Nacional de Arte Reina Sofia”, em Madrid. Para muitos esta obra é a síntese da força e da energia do artista. A arte plástica  é uma das minhas  paixões.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-3088022724244609090?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/3088022724244609090/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=3088022724244609090' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/3088022724244609090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/3088022724244609090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/05/guernica.html' title='GUERNICA...'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Sg0qe5sOImI/AAAAAAAAACo/alI8hKPsP_c/s72-c/picasso_guernica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-8817720692365507942</id><published>2009-05-14T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T02:42:01.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toquinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJxMYy5kMrs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/8817720692365507942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/05/toquinho.html' title='Toquinho'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-200447203600017456</id><published>2009-05-10T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T04:12:59.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEMPO</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lOALv9k3WFw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lOALv9k3WFw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-200447203600017456?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/200447203600017456/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=200447203600017456' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/200447203600017456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/200447203600017456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/05/tempo.html' title='TEMPO'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-1366572194784089732</id><published>2009-05-09T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T04:17:10.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ATENÇÂO ao IRS - Certificação energética das habitações.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SgVlRppP22I/AAAAAAAAACQ/aH7DXf0YgOM/s1600-h/imagesCA85EPED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333780687601261410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SgVlRppP22I/AAAAAAAAACQ/aH7DXf0YgOM/s400/imagesCA85EPED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Infelizmente estamos condenados a continuar a viver com a mentira por mais uns tempos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A imaginação destes CH......, quando se tratar de espremer o contribuinte, é espantosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certificação energética parecia ser, como os centros de inspecção automóvel, mais uma daquelas medidas inócuas que só servem para beneficiar uns amigos; engano nosso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal é mais uma taxazinha escondida que nos vai custar entre 50€ a 100€!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto aos painéis solares propagandeados pelo governo, afinal não são solares:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Na primeira fase da sua carreira de vendedor, Sócrates vendeu o Magalhães como o primeiro computador português. Mas o Magalhães não é português. É montado em Portugal, que é bem diferente. Na segunda fase da sua carreira de vendedor, Sócrates pôs-se a vender equipamentos solares. Mas os ditos equipamentos funcionam com chuva, céu nublado e até mesmo à noite. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://economia.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1370738" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não são solares&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. São bombas de calor com recurso secundário a radiação solar, que é bem diferente. Um pequeno detalhe que não estraga o negócio. Vendem-se à mesma. Metade paga o cliente, a outra pagam os contribuintes. O mérito é inteiramente do vendedor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e... o tal subsídio de 50% não é bem assim, dado que se trata de uma verba fixa da ordem dos 1.600€; se comprar a solução mais barata (para consumos de um agregado familiar de 2/3 pessoas) de facto é de 50% mas se necessitar de uma instalação mais potente, logo mais cara, o subsídio continua a ser somente de 1.600€!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este governo, além de nos roubar tudo o que pode, engana-nos e a comunicação social é cumplice, pois que nada denuncia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem comentários mas imaginando qual o insulto mais adequado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O IRS e a Certificação energética&lt;br /&gt;No impresso do IRS surgiu um campo novo... preparem-se ...&lt;br /&gt;Quando preencherem o impresso do IRS irão verificar a existência de um campo novo no Anexo H, campo dados dos imóveis, sobre a certificação energética.H?&lt;br /&gt;Há que responder se o imóvel tem ou não classificação "A+" ou "A". Obviamente que a maioria não tem certificação, logo o campo a preencher é o NÃO.&lt;br /&gt;Dizem os funcionários das Finanças que este campo não terá penalização no valor a ser reembolsado!&lt;br /&gt;Mas ...,.... façam a v/ simulação com o Sim e com o Não e verão que o valor a ser reembolsado será diferente, num e noutro caso.; .. logo seremos penalizados!!! (mais ou menos entre 50€ a 100€ a menos)&lt;br /&gt;Se não tivermos a certificação seremos penalizados, daqui em diante, todos os anos..&lt;br /&gt;se a pedirmos, gastamos +-200€ num ano mas fica válida por vários anos (15 anos),&lt;br /&gt;Mas, só vale a pena pedir certificação se obtivermos a classificação "A" ou "A+"..&lt;br /&gt;Se o certificado indicar a classificação B.................já haverá penalização Fiscal !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Contactei a DECO que confirmou a legalidade da situação embora concordasse que a informação explicita e da comunicação social fosse nula.... porque será?&lt;br /&gt;Abaixo está um site que vos elucidará sobre este assunto, uma vez que esta lei já existe desde 2006.... Os imóveis de luxo construídos em 2007 eram os poucos ou únicos que tinham esta certificação...&lt;br /&gt;Para este ano já não vamos a tempo de pedir a certificação, mas mesmo que tenhamos certificação só não somos penalizados no IRS se a certificação for "A" ou "A+".. se for abaixo desta classificação seremos sempre penalizados...&lt;br /&gt;Quem está a construir casa, peçam a v/certificação ao construtor. O Construtor já é obrigado a dar a certificação... Na casas novas caso não tenham pré-instalação de paineis solares e/ou soluções ecológicas terão agravamento do IMI.., serão consideradas casas "Não Verdes" e serão logo penalizadas na contribuição.&lt;br /&gt;Para alterar o sistema, haverá que instalar PAINEIS SOLARES , em V/ Casa, uns para gerar água quente, outros para gerar electricidade. Até Julho/Agosto a CGDepósitos financia a instalação e montagem dos paineis solares, oferendo a Direcção Geral de Energia 50% do valor da instalação.&lt;br /&gt;NOTA: Todavia, ( e aí tenham atenção ) o Estado só financia as instalações efectuadas por DUAS ÚNICAS empresas ( que, por acaso, são da Mota-Engil, cujo CEO é o Dr. Jorge Coelho), pois parece serem as que melhor qualidade de serviço prestam..............ao PS.&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, 10% do custo subsidiado pelo Estado e pago por este à Mota-Engil..........destina-se a auxiliar o PS, nas próximas campanhas eleitorais.&lt;br /&gt;É uma forma curiosa...............de angariar uns tostanitos.........para o Estado e, .........por vasos comunicantes,............ para o PATRÃO do Estado,........... o PS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.certificacaoenergetica.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.certificacaoenergetica.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-1366572194784089732?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/1366572194784089732/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=1366572194784089732' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/1366572194784089732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/1366572194784089732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/05/atencao-ao-irs-certificacao-energetica.html' title='ATENÇÂO ao IRS - Certificação energética das habitações.'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SgVlRppP22I/AAAAAAAAACQ/aH7DXf0YgOM/s72-c/imagesCA85EPED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-7995055642556472163</id><published>2009-05-03T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T02:34:51.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is worldmusik...Beautiful!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/85CTJApENYg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/85CTJApENYg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-7995055642556472163?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/7995055642556472163/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=7995055642556472163' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/7995055642556472163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/7995055642556472163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-worldmusikbeautiful.html' title='This is worldmusik...Beautiful!!!'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-6822848869463365379</id><published>2009-05-01T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T03:52:59.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUAL É A COR DA SUA VIDA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SfrTtxCDtlI/AAAAAAAAACA/VfUJOXZLuOc/s1600-h/imagesCA6GZABP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330805892155946578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SfrTtxCDtlI/AAAAAAAAACA/VfUJOXZLuOc/s400/imagesCA6GZABP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A vida é um acontecimento que merece ser comemorado. Há cada dia, a cada instante, ela se renova generosa nos pequenos espaços. A vida é miúda, feita de pequenas partes. Viver é construir um mosaico, parte por parte, dia após dia. A beleza de um momento unida à tristeza de outras horas passa a ocupar o mesmo espaço no quadro. As cores se misturam e se arquitetam em busca da harmonia tão desejada.Há dias em que as cores são frias... a vida pede calma, silêncio, pausas...Há dias em que as cores são quentes... a vida rompe com toda forma de calma...Não suportaríamos permanecer em um só lado dessas possibilidades. O que nos torna felizes é justamente a dinâmica que nos envolve com suas eternas variações.A vida é semelhante à trama dos teares. Fios se entrelaçam para construirem juntos o mesmo tecido. A diferença das cores é que garante a beleza final do tecido...Hoje eu não sei qual é a cor da sua vida. A minha é marinho. Não é alegre, nem triste. Espero pelo dia em que será vermelho. Espero que seja breve. O marinho, lado a lado com o vermelho torna-se capaz de expressar uma profundidade que sozinho ele não é capaz de demonstrar.Ninguém pode saber o que é a felicidade, se ainda não tiver passado pela decepção. Só pode saborear bem a vitória aquele que já sentiu o amargo da derrota.O avesso é repleto de ensinamentos, a vida também..."&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/1057927290625709716-6822848869463365379?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/6822848869463365379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=6822848869463365379' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/6822848869463365379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/6822848869463365379'/><link rel='alternate' 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Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/3554697329281491630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/3554697329281491630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/04/falar.html' title='FALAR'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/SfmDRY_oKeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qN8a0SGnu-4/s72-c/falar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-695817740325580571</id><published>2009-04-21T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:27:40.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Se44ZqVIO0I/AAAAAAAAABw/nrYnRBDfWQQ/s1600-h/imagesCA9K2OCK.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Calmamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoje ando devagar, apreciando a beleza do caminho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Já tive muita pressa de chegar, pisei muito espinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a vida ensinou-me que tudo deve ser bem feito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que devemos encarar os percalços, os desafios  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sem, no entanto perder a suavidade, o carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoje caminho&lt;a href="http://images.google.pt/imgres?imgurl=http://baiano.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/pegadas-neve-por-do-sol.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://antoniodesousa.blogs.sapo.pt/22121.html%3Freplyto%3D111209&amp;amp;usg=__dSSN7SbekTWs5ekampwujGAyAo8=&amp;amp;h=580&amp;amp;w=780&amp;amp;sz=32&amp;amp;hl=pt-PT&amp;amp;start=132&amp;amp;tbnid=2hkzvBgZId3RYM:&amp;amp;tbnh=106&amp;amp;tbnw=142&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcaminhos%26gbv%3D2%26ndsp%3D20%26hl%3Dpt-PT%26sa%3DN%26start%3D120"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vivendo a magia da vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quem comigo caminha, terá por apreço &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uma companhia de amizade de calor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Se44ZqVIO0I/AAAAAAAAABw/nrYnRBDfWQQ/s1600-h/imagesCA9K2OCK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327257422736669506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 562px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/Se44ZqVIO0I/AAAAAAAAABw/nrYnRBDfWQQ/s400/imagesCA9K2OCK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-695817740325580571?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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title='Esta musica diz muita coisa...mexe com os sentimentos...'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-6493978991542625232</id><published>2009-03-22T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T04:08:27.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABSOLUTA NECESSIDADE DE SONHAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NjE3m_nqnEo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/ScUMHDXdDlI/AAAAAAAAABg/S7azObJFPR0/s320/Untitled6.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "A violência doméstica contra as mulheres é talvez a mais vergonhosa violação dos direitos humanos. Não conhece fronteiras geográficas culturais ou de riqueza. Enquanto se mantiver, não podemos afirmar que fizemos verdadeiros progressos em direcção à igualdade, ao desenvolvimento e à paz".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kofi Annan, Secretário Geral das Nações Unidas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315668831288438994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/ScUMo3CQMNI/AAAAAAAAABo/CYjF7Ufhi24/s400/Untitled7.png" border="0" /&gt;Uma vítima de violência doméstica que recorreu às urgências de um Hospital foi notificada para pagar 152 euros,a factura incluía 8,70 euros de taxa moderadora e uma nota de débito de 143,50 euros para liquidar no prazo de 30 dias. Onde está o Decreto-Lei que isenta as vítimas de violência doméstica (Decreto-Lei n.º 218/99, de 15 de Junho)? Há coisas e situações que não compreendo...estamos num país de vigaristas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-7520207838886043685?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/7520207838886043685/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=7520207838886043685' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/7520207838886043685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/7520207838886043685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/03/violencia-domestica-contra-as-mulheres.html' title='A VIOLÊNCIA DOMÉSTICA  É UMA REALIDADE'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/ScUMHDXdDlI/AAAAAAAAABg/S7azObJFPR0/s72-c/Untitled6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-39975810668394175</id><published>2009-03-19T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:37:33.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VOCÊ MESMO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/ScKsmnLkWxI/AAAAAAAAABY/QxpcxmPgmGc/s1600-h/Picasso_Self01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/ScKsmnLkWxI/AAAAAAAAABY/QxpcxmPgmGc/s320/Picasso_Self01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315000289603115794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogue fora todos os números não essenciais para sua sobrevivência.&lt;br /&gt;Isso inclui, idade, peso e altura.&lt;br /&gt;Deixe o médico se preocupar com eles. &lt;br /&gt;Para isso ele é pago.&lt;br /&gt;Freqüente, de preferência, seus amigos alegres. &lt;br /&gt;Os de " baixo astral" puxam você para baixo.&lt;br /&gt;Continue aprendendo...&lt;br /&gt;Aprenda mais sobre computador, artesanato, jardinagem, qualquer coisa.&lt;br /&gt;Não deixe seu cérebro desocupado.&lt;br /&gt;Uma mente sem uso é a oficina do diabo. &lt;br /&gt;E o nome do diabo é Alzheimer.&lt;br /&gt;Curta coisas simples. &lt;br /&gt;Ria muito e, muito e alto. &lt;br /&gt;Ria até perder o fôlego. &lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas acontecem. &lt;br /&gt;Agüente, sofra e siga em frente.&lt;br /&gt;A única pessoa que acompanha você a vida toda é você mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Esteja vivo, enquanto você viver!&lt;br /&gt;Esteja sempre rodeado daquilo que você gosta: família, animais, lembranças, música, plantas, um hobby, o que for.&lt;br /&gt;Seu lar é o seu refúgio.&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite sua saúde. &lt;br /&gt;Se for boa, preserve-a.&lt;br /&gt;Se está instável, melhore-a.&lt;br /&gt;Se está abaixo desse nível, peça ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;Não faça viagens de remorso.&lt;br /&gt;Faça uma viagem ao Shopping, para cidade vizinha, para um país estrangeiro, mas não faça viagens ao passado.&lt;br /&gt;Diga a quem você ama, que você realmente os ama, em todas as oportunidades.&lt;br /&gt;E lembre-se sempre que: a vida não é medida pelo número de vezes que você respirou, mas pelos momentos em que você perdeu o fôlego: de tanto rir...&lt;br /&gt;De surpresa...&lt;br /&gt;De êxtase...&lt;br /&gt;De felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;"Há pessoas que transformam o sol numa simples mancha amarela, mas há também aquelas que fazem de uma simples mancha amarela o próprio sol".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Picasso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-39975810668394175?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/39975810668394175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=39975810668394175' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/39975810668394175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/39975810668394175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/03/voce-mesmo.html' title='VOCÊ MESMO...'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ltyCz6xRwo/ScKsmnLkWxI/AAAAAAAAABY/QxpcxmPgmGc/s72-c/Picasso_Self01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-8183630163261258498</id><published>2009-03-12T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:19:39.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isto é Lindo!!! Fechem os olhos e ouçam!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7b8lClBX2S0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7b8lClBX2S0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-8183630163261258498?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/8183630163261258498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=8183630163261258498' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/8183630163261258498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/8183630163261258498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/03/isto-e-lindo-fechem-os-olhos-e-oucam.html' title='Isto é Lindo!!! Fechem os olhos e ouçam!!!'/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-124426225287898063</id><published>2009-03-08T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:03:32.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ADOREI ESTE VIDEO... MENDIGO CHILENO A CANTAR  DJAVAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Lhyx-XgMsw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Lhyx-XgMsw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-124426225287898063?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/124426225287898063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=124426225287898063' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/124426225287898063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/124426225287898063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/03/adorei-este-video-mendigo-chileno.html' title='ADOREI ESTE VIDEO... 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Precisa saber falar e calar, sobretudo saber ouvir. Tem que gostar de poesia, de madrugada, de pássaro, de sol, da lua, do canto, dos ventos e das canções da brisa. Deve ter amor, um grande amor por alguém, ou então sentir falta de não ter esse amor.. Deve amar o próximo e respeitar a dor que os passantes levam consigo. Deve guardar segredo sem se sacrificar. Não é preciso que seja puro, nem que seja todo impuro, mas não deve ser vulgar. Deve gostar de crianças e lastimar as que não puderam nascer. Que saiba conversar de coisas simples, de orvalhos, de grandes chuvas e das recordações de infância. Para contar o que se viu de belo e triste durante o dia, dos anseios e das realizações, dos sonhos e da realidade. Deve gostar de ruas desertas, de poças de água e de caminhos molhados, de beira de estrada, de mato depois da chuva, de se deitar no capim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-1800216162448873488?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/1800216162448873488/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=1800216162448873488' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/1800216162448873488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Ser mulher é ter sido escolhida por Deus para colocar no mundo os homens. &lt;br /&gt;Ser mulher é acima de tudo um estado de espírito. &lt;br /&gt;É uma dádiva. &lt;br /&gt;É ter dentro de si um tesouro escondido e ainda assim dividi-lo com o mundo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-2483528353842399154?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/2483528353842399154/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=2483528353842399154' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/2483528353842399154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-6875459893940655143</id><published>2009-02-07T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:58:24.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANDO DEVAGAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QjtpNfdFwE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QjtpNfdFwE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Isso pode resultar no aprofundamento de algumas amizades e no distanciamento de outras... porque embora algum amigo se aproxime oferecendo apoio e cumplicidade num momento de perda, também é comum que todos os outros se distanciem nesse período crítico. Esta tem sido uma grande mudançam e marcante na minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;Um grande número de pessoas pensa,erroneamente, que os seus amigos vêem a amizade da mesma forma que elas; também pensava assim...agora sei que a amizade é profundamente afectada  e mesmo transformada pela mudança e por o sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;Onde ficam os amigos quando estamos a sofrer, quando tudo está mal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-967672687095245392?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/967672687095245392/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=967672687095245392' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/967672687095245392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/967672687095245392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2009/01/amizades-amizades-geralmente-mudam-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1057927290625709716.post-7158385970303003816</id><published>2008-11-03T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:11:47.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ACREDITAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Gosto de pensar que andamos no mistério e vivemos de sinais.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;       Procuramos todos o mesmo,ainda que eventualmente por caminhos diferentes:ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felizes.Como consegui-lo? Talvez por aqui nunca o sejamos em plenitude,mas podemos ir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tentando.Como? Não sei muito bem.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Mas é preciso acreditar descaradamente nos outros e amar,amar sem nos perguntarmos se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alguém nos agradecerá. Ficar certos  de que, a longo prazo, inclusivamente neste mundo, o amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acaba por funcionar, e também seremos mais amados do que merecemos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1057927290625709716-7158385970303003816?l=momentosdefuga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/feeds/7158385970303003816/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1057927290625709716&amp;postID=7158385970303003816' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/7158385970303003816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1057927290625709716/posts/default/7158385970303003816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentosdefuga.blogspot.com/2008/11/acreditar-gosto-de-pensar-que-andamos.html' title=''/><author><name>Momentos de fuga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816040878601186119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
