<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952</id><updated>2012-02-17T17:58:58.561Z</updated><category term='pas de la casa 2008'/><title type='text'>Prisma</title><subtitle type='html'>"A paz é um acordo interior com a serenidade imperturbável da Alma. Isso traz um sentimento que nos inspira a não causar danos e ofensas a qualquer criatura do Universo. A verdadeira Paz transcende a compreensão humana e sintoniza todos os seres com a harmonia universal. Quanto mais nos sintonizamos com a paz, mais radiante se torna a nossa vida".</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-dificil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5069815902197326074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5069815902197326074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-dificil.html' title='O difícil'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-7592129152234039453</id><published>2012-02-15T12:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-15T12:52:13.505Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>"Busque Amor novas artes, novo engenho&lt;br /&gt;Pera matar-me, e novas esquivanças,&lt;br /&gt;Que não pode tirar-me as esperanças,&lt;br /&gt;Que mal me tirará o que eu não tenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhai de que esperanças me mantenho!&lt;br /&gt;Vede que perigosas seguranças!&lt;br /&gt;Que não temo contrastes nem mudanças,&lt;br /&gt;Andando em bravo mar, perdido o lenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, enquanto não pode haver desgosto&lt;br /&gt;Onde esperança falta, lá me esconde&lt;br /&gt;Amor um mal, que mata e não se vê,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que dias há que na alma me tem posto&lt;br /&gt;Um não sei quê, que nasce não sei onde,&lt;br /&gt;Vem não sei como e dói não sei porquê."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luíz de Camões&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-7592129152234039453?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-5786012991576660987</id><published>2012-02-14T10:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-14T10:31:50.875Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ssg5hf_q0I/Tzo4DO6ezXI/AAAAAAAAAWw/K22_Cj9FhGM/s1600/5493_1210780878446_1496472153_555495_7509559_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ssg5hf_q0I/Tzo4DO6ezXI/AAAAAAAAAWw/K22_Cj9FhGM/s400/5493_1210780878446_1496472153_555495_7509559_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708937105839672690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O valor das coisas não está no tempo que elas duram, mas na intensidade com que acontecem"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-5786012991576660987?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/5786012991576660987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-valor-das-coisas-nao-esta-no-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5786012991576660987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5786012991576660987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-valor-das-coisas-nao-esta-no-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ssg5hf_q0I/Tzo4DO6ezXI/AAAAAAAAAWw/K22_Cj9FhGM/s72-c/5493_1210780878446_1496472153_555495_7509559_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-8120451753707909236</id><published>2012-02-12T17:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-12T17:02:29.763Z</updated><title type='text'>Em memória</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IYzlVDlE72w?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorava ouvir e cantar isto quando era criança :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-8120451753707909236?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/8120451753707909236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/em-memoria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8120451753707909236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8120451753707909236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/em-memoria.html' title='Em memória'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IYzlVDlE72w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-5842323568474863554</id><published>2012-02-10T10:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-10T10:50:01.907Z</updated><title type='text'>Daniel Estulin - O GOVERNO, SA e uma visão do teu futuro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pGEtvl4-238?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já tinha lido o livro dele que está disponível na net em pdf. &lt;br /&gt;Muito bom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-5842323568474863554?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/5842323568474863554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/daniel-estulin-o-governo-sa-e-uma-visao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5842323568474863554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5842323568474863554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/daniel-estulin-o-governo-sa-e-uma-visao.html' title='Daniel Estulin - O GOVERNO, SA e uma visão do teu futuro...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pGEtvl4-238/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-3274583096472150587</id><published>2012-02-10T10:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-10T10:34:15.341Z</updated><title type='text'>oo</title><content type='html'>"A generous heat, kind speech, and a life of service and compassion are the things which renew humanity"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-3274583096472150587?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/3274583096472150587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3274583096472150587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3274583096472150587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/oo.html' title='oo'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-3012621965463120013</id><published>2012-02-09T20:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-09T20:02:06.592Z</updated><title type='text'>Sagres</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XkdWFTNabmM/TzQmNCiCSxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9zmjoeplPMw/s1600/IMGP7049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XkdWFTNabmM/TzQmNCiCSxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9zmjoeplPMw/s400/IMGP7049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707228633245043474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-3012621965463120013?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/3012621965463120013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/sagres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3012621965463120013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3012621965463120013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/sagres.html' title='Sagres'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XkdWFTNabmM/TzQmNCiCSxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9zmjoeplPMw/s72-c/IMGP7049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-8314323022798552139</id><published>2012-02-09T19:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-09T19:52:28.594Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>"Abuela Margarita&lt;br /&gt;-¿Cuál es la misión de la mujer?&lt;br /&gt;Enseñar al hombre a amar. Cuando aprendan, tendrán otra manera de comportarse con la mujer y con la madre tierra. Debemos ver nuestro cuerpo como sagrado y saber que el sexo es un acto sagrado, esa es la manera de que sea dulce y nos llene de sentido. La vida llega a través de ese acto de amor. Si banalizas eso, ¿qué te queda? Devolverle el poder sagrado a la sexualidad cambia nuestra actitud ante la vida. Cuando la mente se une al corazón todo es posible. Yo quiero decirle algo a todo el mundo…"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-8314323022798552139?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/8314323022798552139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8314323022798552139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8314323022798552139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-680911396363454791</id><published>2012-02-05T17:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-05T17:53:56.425Z</updated><title type='text'>Avé Maria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8sDWyMhcNk/Ty7CHk_nbTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/IVG-xkCeAAc/s1600/reze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8sDWyMhcNk/Ty7CHk_nbTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/IVG-xkCeAAc/s400/reze.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705711213370371378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheia de graça&lt;br /&gt;o Senhor é contigo&lt;br /&gt;Bendita és Tu entre as mulheres&lt;br /&gt;e Bendito é o fruto do teu ventre, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Santa Maria Mãe de Deus&lt;br /&gt;roga pelas almas do purgatório&lt;br /&gt;agora e sempre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-680911396363454791?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/680911396363454791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/ave-maria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/680911396363454791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/680911396363454791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/ave-maria.html' title='Avé Maria'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8sDWyMhcNk/Ty7CHk_nbTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/IVG-xkCeAAc/s72-c/reze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-1240954435941910083</id><published>2012-02-03T18:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-03T18:07:27.713Z</updated><title type='text'>Peter Gabriel ~ My Body is a Cage</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8ve4i4iy-ag?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem dancei, ri e quando ouvi esta versão chorei copiosamente. Momentos destes preenchem a vida. Obrigada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-1240954435941910083?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/1240954435941910083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/peter-gabriel-my-body-is-cage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1240954435941910083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1240954435941910083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/peter-gabriel-my-body-is-cage.html' title='Peter Gabriel ~ My Body is a Cage'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8ve4i4iy-ag/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-564487806662244159</id><published>2012-02-01T11:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:29:26.773Z</updated><title type='text'>Eric Clapton Tears in Heaven Unplugged High Quality Live TV Recording</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7g2IlaDLVLo?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para uma amiga especial dedicado a um grande Homem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-564487806662244159?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/564487806662244159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/eric-clapton-tears-in-heaven-unplugged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/564487806662244159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/564487806662244159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/02/eric-clapton-tears-in-heaven-unplugged.html' title='Eric Clapton Tears in Heaven Unplugged High Quality Live TV Recording'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7g2IlaDLVLo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-5676555321710875372</id><published>2012-01-30T14:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-30T14:01:09.707Z</updated><title type='text'>High &amp; Dry</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lZ1mNzCDmDI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-5676555321710875372?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/5676555321710875372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/high-dry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5676555321710875372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5676555321710875372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/high-dry.html' title='High &amp; Dry'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lZ1mNzCDmDI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-2997448758074139192</id><published>2012-01-29T20:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-29T20:16:02.753Z</updated><title type='text'>Lisbon revisited</title><content type='html'>"Nada me prende a nada.&lt;br /&gt;Quero cinquenta coisas ao mesmo tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Anseio com uma angústia de fome de carne&lt;br /&gt;O que não sei que seja -&lt;br /&gt;Definidamente pelo indefinido...&lt;br /&gt;Durmo irrequieto, e vivo num sonhar irrequieto&lt;br /&gt;De quem dorme irrequieto, metade a sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fecharam-me todas as portas abstractas e necessárias.&lt;br /&gt;Correram cortinas de todas as hipóteses que eu poderia ver da rua.&lt;br /&gt;Não há na travessa achada o número da porta que me deram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordei para a mesma vida para que tinha adormecido.&lt;br /&gt;Até os meus exércitos sonhados sofreram derrota.&lt;br /&gt;Até os meus sonhos se sentiram falsos ao serem sonhados.&lt;br /&gt;Até a vida só desejada me farta - até essa vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compreendo a intervalos desconexos;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo por lapsos de cansaço;&lt;br /&gt;E um tédio que é até do tédio arroja-me à praia.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei que destino ou futuro compete à minha angústia sem leme;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei que ilhas do sul impossível aguardam-me naufrago;&lt;br /&gt;ou que palmares de literatura me darão ao menos um verso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, não sei isto, nem outra coisa, nem coisa nenhuma...&lt;br /&gt;E, no fundo do meu espírito, onde sonho o que sonhei,&lt;br /&gt;Nos campos últimos da alma, onde memoro sem causa&lt;br /&gt;(E o passado é uma névoa natural de lágrimas falsas),&lt;br /&gt;Nas estradas e atalhos das florestas longínquas&lt;br /&gt;Onde supus o meu ser,&lt;br /&gt;Fogem desmantelados, últimos restos&lt;br /&gt;Da ilusão final,&lt;br /&gt;Os meus exércitos sonhados, derrotados sem ter sido,&lt;br /&gt;As minhas cortes por existir, esfaceladas em Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra vez te revejo,&lt;br /&gt;Cidade da minha infãncia pavorosamente perdida...&lt;br /&gt;Cidade triste e alegre, outra vez sonho aqui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu? Mas sou eu o mesmo que aqui vivi, e aqui voltei,&lt;br /&gt;E aqui tornei a voltar, e a voltar.&lt;br /&gt;E aqui de novo tornei a voltar?&lt;br /&gt;Ou somos todos os Eu que estive aqui ou estiveram,&lt;br /&gt;Uma série de contas-entes ligados por um fio-memória,&lt;br /&gt;Uma série de sonhos de mim de alguém de fora de mim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra vez te revejo,&lt;br /&gt;Com o coração mais longínquo, a alma menos minha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra vez te revejo - Lisboa e Tejo e tudo -,&lt;br /&gt;Transeunte inútil de ti e de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Estrangeiro aqui como em toda a parte,&lt;br /&gt;Casual na vida como na alma,&lt;br /&gt;Fantasma a errar em salas de recordações,&lt;br /&gt;Ao ruído dos ratos e das tábuas que rangem&lt;br /&gt;No castelo maldito de ter que viver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra vez te revejo,&lt;br /&gt;Sombra que passa através das sombras, e brilha&lt;br /&gt;Um momento a uma luz fúnebre desconhecida,&lt;br /&gt;E entra na noite como um rastro de barco se perde&lt;br /&gt;Na água que deixa de se ouvir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra vez te revejo,&lt;br /&gt;Mas, ai, a mim não me revejo!&lt;br /&gt;Partiu-se o espelho mágico em que me revia idêntico,&lt;br /&gt;E em cada fragmento fatídico vejo só um bocado de mim -&lt;br /&gt;Um bocado de ti e de mim!..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Álvaro de Campos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-2997448758074139192?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/2997448758074139192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/lisbon-revisited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2997448758074139192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2997448758074139192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/lisbon-revisited.html' title='Lisbon revisited'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-2703307502779929864</id><published>2012-01-29T15:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-29T15:31:15.653Z</updated><title type='text'>LANA DEL REY-VIDEO GAMES</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HO1OV5B_JDw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta menina anda a precisar de vir a Portugal :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-2703307502779929864?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/2703307502779929864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/lana-del-rey-video-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2703307502779929864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2703307502779929864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/lana-del-rey-video-games.html' title='LANA DEL REY-VIDEO GAMES'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HO1OV5B_JDw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-5050148469234116068</id><published>2012-01-29T15:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-29T15:22:26.259Z</updated><title type='text'>:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8t-I-Lqy06g?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-5050148469234116068?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/5050148469234116068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5050148469234116068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5050148469234116068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_29.html' title=':-)'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8t-I-Lqy06g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-4345470874421992995</id><published>2012-01-28T12:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-28T12:20:40.615Z</updated><title type='text'>Errar é humano</title><content type='html'>"O homem e seu agir são duas coisas diferentes. Enquanto a boa acção deveria contar com aprovação, e a acção má com desaprovação, o autor da acção, seja ele bom ou mau, sempre merece atenção ou compaixão, dependendo do caso. "Odeia o pecado e não o pecador", é um mandamento que, apesar de fácil de entender, só raras vezes é posto em prática. Por isso o veneno do ódio se espalha pelo mundo inteiro" - Mahatma Gandhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-4345470874421992995?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/4345470874421992995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/errar-e-humano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/4345470874421992995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/4345470874421992995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/errar-e-humano.html' title='Errar é humano'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-2664326120664581641</id><published>2012-01-27T11:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-27T11:40:49.241Z</updated><title type='text'>oo</title><content type='html'>"It is a man's own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-2664326120664581641?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/2664326120664581641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2664326120664581641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2664326120664581641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/oo.html' title='oo'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-8629182698895072946</id><published>2012-01-26T12:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T12:56:55.053Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>"Nada fica de nada. Nada somos.&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco ao sol e ao ar nos atrasamos&lt;br /&gt;Da irrespirável treva que nos pese&lt;br /&gt;      Da humilde terra imposta,&lt;br /&gt;Cadáveres adiados que procriam.&lt;br /&gt;Leis feitas, státuas altas, odes findas —&lt;br /&gt;Tudo tem cova sua.  Se nós, carnes&lt;br /&gt;A que um íntimo sol dá sangue, temos&lt;br /&gt;      Poente, porque não elas?&lt;br /&gt;Somos contos contando contos, nada."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-8629182698895072946?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/8629182698895072946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8629182698895072946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8629182698895072946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_26.html' title='...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-6611273281957459843</id><published>2012-01-21T23:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:28:41.273Z</updated><title type='text'>Morcheeba//Rome wasn't built in a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B_lPRll9sTU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-6611273281957459843?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/6611273281957459843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/morcheebarome-wasnt-built-in-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6611273281957459843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6611273281957459843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/morcheebarome-wasnt-built-in-day.html' title='Morcheeba//Rome wasn&apos;t built in a day'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/B_lPRll9sTU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-6624609212025147983</id><published>2012-01-21T13:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-21T14:00:23.201Z</updated><title type='text'>A Verdadeira Bondade do Homem</title><content type='html'>"A verdadeira bondade do homem só pode manifestar-se em toda a sua pureza e em toda a sua liberdade com aqueles que não representam força nenhuma. O verdadeiro teste moral da humanidade (o teste mais radical, aquele que por se situar a um nível tão profundo nos escapa ao olhar) são as suas relações com quem se encontra à sua mercê: isto é, com os animais. E foi aí que se deu o maior fracasso do homem, o desaire fundamental que está na origem de todos os outros."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milan Kundera, in "A Insustentável Leveza do Ser"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-6624609212025147983?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/6624609212025147983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/verdadeira-bondade-do-homem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6624609212025147983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6624609212025147983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/verdadeira-bondade-do-homem.html' title='A Verdadeira Bondade do Homem'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-7240473257259398538</id><published>2012-01-20T09:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:00:12.601Z</updated><title type='text'>in Ode Marítima</title><content type='html'>"Chamam por mim as águas,&lt;br /&gt;Chamam por mim os mares.&lt;br /&gt;Chamam por mim, levantando uma voz corpórea, os longes,&lt;br /&gt;As épocas marítimas todas sentidas no passado, a chamar."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-7240473257259398538?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/7240473257259398538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-ode-maritima.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/7240473257259398538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/7240473257259398538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-ode-maritima.html' title='in Ode Marítima'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-3557208266107391348</id><published>2012-01-18T10:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T10:00:22.133Z</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead - Fake Plastic Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pKd06s1LNik?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-3557208266107391348?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/3557208266107391348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/radiohead-fake-plastic-trees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3557208266107391348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3557208266107391348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/radiohead-fake-plastic-trees.html' title='Radiohead - Fake Plastic Trees'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pKd06s1LNik/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-3738302926258730602</id><published>2012-01-17T11:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T11:34:34.124Z</updated><title type='text'>JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR - I Don't Know How To Love Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/18GTVeXNWfg?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-3738302926258730602?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/3738302926258730602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/jesus-christ-superstar-i-dont-know-how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3738302926258730602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3738302926258730602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/jesus-christ-superstar-i-dont-know-how.html' title='JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR - I Don&apos;t Know How To Love Him'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/18GTVeXNWfg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-7068311409361139270</id><published>2012-01-06T15:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:39:16.986Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>"Amamos unicamente para amar, sem outra razão do nosso amor que o nosso próprio amor" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São Clemente de Alexandria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-7068311409361139270?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/7068311409361139270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_6466.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/7068311409361139270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/7068311409361139270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_6466.html' title='...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-1651510025576584610</id><published>2012-01-06T09:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-06T09:16:04.082Z</updated><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>"There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth; not going all the way, and not starting"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-1651510025576584610?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/1651510025576584610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1651510025576584610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1651510025576584610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_06.html' title='!'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-3807032251200857019</id><published>2012-01-05T20:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-05T20:18:58.560Z</updated><title type='text'>Fogo e Água</title><content type='html'>"De tempos em tempos, reza o mito, a águia, como a fênix egípcia, se renova totalmente. Ela voa cada vez mais alto até chegar próxima ao sol. Então as penas se incendeiam e ela toda começa a arder. Quando chega a este ponto, se precipita do céu e se lança qual flecha nas águas frias do lago. Através desta experiência de fogo e de água, a velha águia rejuvenesce totalmente. Volta a ter penas novas, garras afiadas, olhos penetrantes e o vigor da juventude. Seguramente este mito subjaz ao salmo 103 onde se diz:”O Senhor faz com que minha juventude se renove como uma águia”.Fogo e água são opostos. Mas quando unidos, se fazem poderosos símbolos de transformação. Segundo a psicologia do profundo de C. G. Jung, o fogo simboliza o céu, a consciência e as dimensões masculinas no homem e na mulher. A água, ao contrário, a terra, o inconsciente e as dimensões femininas no homem e na mulher. Passar pelo fogo e pela água significa, portanto, integrar em si os opostos e crescer na identidade pessoal. Ninguém ao passar pelo fogo ou pela água permanece intocado. Ou sucumbe ou se transfigura, porque a água lava e o fogo purifica."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://leonardoboff.wordpress.com/2012/01/03/2012-ano-de-resistencia-e-de-resiliencia/"&gt;ler aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-3807032251200857019?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/3807032251200857019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/fogo-e-agua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3807032251200857019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3807032251200857019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/fogo-e-agua.html' title='Fogo e Água'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-8337313064130931644</id><published>2012-01-04T22:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:48:11.728Z</updated><title type='text'>9. Climbing up the Walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qbtZyuOMdHI?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-8337313064130931644?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/8337313064130931644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/9-climbing-up-walls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8337313064130931644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8337313064130931644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/9-climbing-up-walls.html' title='9. Climbing up the Walls'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qbtZyuOMdHI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-3382766445735259210</id><published>2012-01-04T10:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T10:24:49.605Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>"Não vos amarreis exclusivamente a nenhum credo em particular, ao ponto de não acreditardes em todos os outros, pois perdereis muito do bem e não conseguireis reconhecer a verdadeira natureza das coisas. Deus, o omnipresente e o omnipotente, não é limitado por nenhum credo, porque diz: «Para onde quer que vos voltais, vereis a face de Alá». Todos louvam aquilo em que acreditam; o seu deus é o seu próprio ser e, ao louvá-lo, louvam-se a si próprios. Consequentemente censuram os credos dos outros, o que não fariam se fossem justos, mas a sua aversão resulta da ignorância"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibn al-Arabi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-3382766445735259210?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/3382766445735259210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3382766445735259210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3382766445735259210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-6316205357554819388</id><published>2011-12-30T11:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-30T11:41:19.577Z</updated><title type='text'>2012 *****</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXuN_DcVkt8/Tv2jT8IfeRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/fAq9b6ZNpho/s1600/mafalda-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691885067020761362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXuN_DcVkt8/Tv2jT8IfeRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/fAq9b6ZNpho/s400/mafalda-thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-6316205357554819388?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/6316205357554819388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6316205357554819388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6316205357554819388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/2012.html' title='2012 *****'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXuN_DcVkt8/Tv2jT8IfeRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/fAq9b6ZNpho/s72-c/mafalda-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-7176682724203827268</id><published>2011-12-27T11:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-27T11:55:51.551Z</updated><title type='text'>São Paulo, I Coríntios, 13, 4-7</title><content type='html'>"O amor é paciente, o amor é prestável, não é invejoso, não é arrogante nem orgulhoso, nada faz de inconveniente, não procura o seu próprio interesse, não se irrita nem guarda ressentimento. Não se alegra com a injustiça, mas rejubila com a verdade. Tudo desculpa, tudo crê, tudo espera, tudo suporta"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-7176682724203827268?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/7176682724203827268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/sao-paulo-i-corintios-13-4-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/7176682724203827268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/7176682724203827268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/sao-paulo-i-corintios-13-4-7.html' title='São Paulo, I Coríntios, 13, 4-7'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-1975582148688698953</id><published>2011-12-26T11:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-26T11:30:08.458Z</updated><title type='text'>Apelo - Miguel Torga</title><content type='html'>"Porque não vens agora, que te quero,&lt;br /&gt;E adias esta urgência?&lt;br /&gt;Prometes-me o futuro, e eu desespero.&lt;br /&gt;O futuro é o disfarce da impotência…&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, aqui, já, neste momento,&lt;br /&gt;Ou nunca mais.&lt;br /&gt;A sombra do alento é o desalento…&lt;br /&gt;O desejo é o limite dos mortais"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-1975582148688698953?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/1975582148688698953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/apelo-miguel-torga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1975582148688698953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1975582148688698953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/apelo-miguel-torga.html' title='Apelo - Miguel Torga'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-5628938707019785343</id><published>2011-12-23T20:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-23T20:55:28.404Z</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rj-6n0FO6M/TvTqYXh6yAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lIZxxsDzqTo/s1600/Yahshua_Miriam_fpage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689429933629818882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rj-6n0FO6M/TvTqYXh6yAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lIZxxsDzqTo/s400/Yahshua_Miriam_fpage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que a Paz e o Amor reinem no coração de todos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-5628938707019785343?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/5628938707019785343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-natal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5628938707019785343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5628938707019785343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-natal.html' title='Feliz Natal'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rj-6n0FO6M/TvTqYXh6yAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lIZxxsDzqTo/s72-c/Yahshua_Miriam_fpage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-5117941249180392315</id><published>2011-12-22T12:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:06:36.060Z</updated><title type='text'>One day, I’m gonna grow wings,a chemical reaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-Z_NvVMUcG8?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-5117941249180392315?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/5117941249180392315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-day-im-gonna-grow-wingsa-chemical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5117941249180392315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5117941249180392315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-day-im-gonna-grow-wingsa-chemical.html' title='One day, I’m gonna grow wings,a chemical reaction'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-Z_NvVMUcG8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-3789623843582643474</id><published>2011-12-19T19:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-19T19:09:54.626Z</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tejkhFyjoGE?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-3789623843582643474?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/3789623843582643474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3789623843582643474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3789623843582643474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/lucky.html' title='Lucky'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tejkhFyjoGE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-5189209141987812328</id><published>2011-12-18T20:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-18T20:00:05.951Z</updated><title type='text'>Em memória...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ERYY8GJ-i0I?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...de Cabo Verde... para São Tomé...raízes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-5189209141987812328?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/5189209141987812328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/em-memoria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5189209141987812328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5189209141987812328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/em-memoria.html' title='Em memória...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ERYY8GJ-i0I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-3834840035797927503</id><published>2011-12-16T16:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-16T16:46:24.297Z</updated><title type='text'>Going home</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6uSGvy6nKDw?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-3834840035797927503?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/3834840035797927503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/going-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3834840035797927503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3834840035797927503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/going-home.html' title='Going home'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6uSGvy6nKDw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-2916794706318953685</id><published>2011-12-12T20:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-13T09:55:07.912Z</updated><title type='text'>O salmo de Ana</title><content type='html'>“Então, orou Ana e disse: O meu coração se regozija no SENHOR, a minha força está exaltada no SENHOR; a minha boca se ri dos meus inimigos, porquanto me alegro na tua salvação. Não há santo como o SENHOR; porque não há outro além de ti; e Rocha não há, nenhuma, como o nosso Deus. Não multipliqueis palavras de orgulho, nem saiam coisas arrogantes da vossa boca; porque o SENHOR é o Deus da sabedoria e pesa todos os feitos na balança. O arco dos fortes é quebrado, porém os débeis, cingidos de força. Os que antes eram fartos hoje se alugam por pão, mas os que andavam famintos não sofrem mais fome; até a estéril tem sete filhos, e a que tinha muitos filhos perde o vigor. O SENHOR é o que tira a vida e a dá; faz descer à sepultura e faz subir. O SENHOR empobrece e enriquece; abaixa e também exalta. Levanta o pobre do pó e, desde o monturo, exalta o necessitado, para o fazer assentar entre os príncipes, para o fazer herdar o trono de glória; porque do SENHOR são as colunas da terra, e assentou sobre elas o mundo. Ele guarda os pés dos seus santos, porém os perversos emudecem nas trevas da morte; porque o homem não prevalece pela força. Os que contendem com o SENHOR são quebrantados; dos céus troveja contra eles. O SENHOR julga as extremidades da terra, dá força ao seu rei e exalta o poder do seu ungido.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o Senhor enviou-me um dos seus Anjos para me conduzir de volta a casa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-2916794706318953685?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/2916794706318953685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-salmo-de-ana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2916794706318953685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2916794706318953685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-salmo-de-ana.html' title='O salmo de Ana'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-7774741304283351300</id><published>2011-12-10T13:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-10T13:38:08.575Z</updated><title type='text'>WAKE UP CALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VRHdRATymAY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca a alegoria da caverna foi tão real....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-7774741304283351300?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/7774741304283351300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/wake-up-call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/7774741304283351300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/7774741304283351300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/wake-up-call.html' title='WAKE UP CALL'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VRHdRATymAY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-8946992200982221102</id><published>2011-12-09T18:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T18:55:02.819Z</updated><title type='text'>Passado</title><content type='html'>" What you need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together to bring you to this very moment. And this is the moment you can choose to make everything new. Right now."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-8946992200982221102?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/8946992200982221102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/passado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8946992200982221102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8946992200982221102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/passado.html' title='Passado'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-5267771589911496975</id><published>2011-12-06T23:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-06T23:07:42.021Z</updated><title type='text'>A Rosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XmFT_uUHCA4/Tt6gHPLVkrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/VRVnMyqOGVs/s1600/image-upload-47-778876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683155825981756082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XmFT_uUHCA4/Tt6gHPLVkrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/VRVnMyqOGVs/s400/image-upload-47-778876.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Coroai-me de rosas.&lt;br /&gt;Coroai-me em verdade&lt;br /&gt;De rosas.&lt;br /&gt;Quero ter a hora&lt;br /&gt;Nas mãos pagãmente&lt;br /&gt;E leve,&lt;br /&gt;Mal sentir a vida,&lt;br /&gt;Mal sentir o sol&lt;br /&gt;Sob ramos.&lt;br /&gt;Coroai-me de rosas&lt;br /&gt;E de folhas de hera&lt;br /&gt;E basta."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;RR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-5267771589911496975?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/5267771589911496975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/rosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5267771589911496975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5267771589911496975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/rosa.html' title='A Rosa'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XmFT_uUHCA4/Tt6gHPLVkrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/VRVnMyqOGVs/s72-c/image-upload-47-778876.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-787728328798697271</id><published>2011-12-06T20:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:14:16.826Z</updated><title type='text'>Salmo 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcQOZt1IK3Y/Tt53MsF5hII/AAAAAAAAAVM/rpWzp85j9fs/s1600/IMGP7012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683110839666181250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcQOZt1IK3Y/Tt53MsF5hII/AAAAAAAAAVM/rpWzp85j9fs/s400/IMGP7012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"O Senhor é o meu pastor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada me falta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em verdes pastagens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me faz repousar;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;para fontes tranquilas me conduz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e restaura as minhas forças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele me guia por bons caminhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;por causa do seu Nome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Embora eu caminhe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;por um vale tenebroso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nenhum mal temerei,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pois estás junto a mim;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o teu bastão e o teu cajado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;deixam-me tranquilo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diante de mim preparas a mesa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;à frente dos meus opressores;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;unges a minha cabeça com óleo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e a minha taça transborda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sim, felicidade e amor me acompanham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;todos os dias da minha vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A minha morada é a casa do Senhor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;por dias sem fim."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-787728328798697271?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/787728328798697271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/salmo-23.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/787728328798697271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/787728328798697271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/salmo-23.html' title='Salmo 23'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcQOZt1IK3Y/Tt53MsF5hII/AAAAAAAAAVM/rpWzp85j9fs/s72-c/IMGP7012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-2723972553542292944</id><published>2011-12-06T20:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:04:17.826Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>"Do not hold on to memories so tightly.&lt;br /&gt;Hold the love and let everything else go."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-2723972553542292944?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/2723972553542292944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2723972553542292944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2723972553542292944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_06.html' title='...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-4715106825737347498</id><published>2011-12-02T18:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T18:57:08.468Z</updated><title type='text'>The Lion King</title><content type='html'>"A lion who was brought up by sheep and thought he was a sheep until an old lion captured him and took him to a pond, where he showed him his own reflection. Many of us are like this lion - the image we have of ourselves comes not from our own direct experience but from the opinions of others. A "personality" imposed from the outside replaces the individuality that could have grown from within. We become just another sheep in the herd, unable to move freely and unconscious of our own true identity. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-4715106825737347498?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/4715106825737347498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/lion-king.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/4715106825737347498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/4715106825737347498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/lion-king.html' title='The Lion King'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-138024841939420927</id><published>2011-12-02T10:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T10:30:42.417Z</updated><title type='text'>Lição 304</title><content type='html'>"A percepção é um espelho, não um facto.&lt;br /&gt;E o que enxergo é o meu estado mental, reflectido fora de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Quero abençoar o mundo, olhando para ele através dos olhos de Cristo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-138024841939420927?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/138024841939420927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/licao-304.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/138024841939420927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/138024841939420927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/licao-304.html' title='Lição 304'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-2333205530120158815</id><published>2011-12-02T00:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T00:59:19.055Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>"Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-2333205530120158815?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/2333205530120158815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2333205530120158815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2333205530120158815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-2018592929030197534</id><published>2011-12-01T13:42:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:46:24.455Z</updated><title type='text'>Restaurar a Independência</title><content type='html'>Porque é urgente e porque assim o merecem todos os que deram de si para criar esta nação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Pae, foste cavalleiro.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje a vigilia é nossa.&lt;br /&gt;Dá-nos o exemplo inteiro&lt;br /&gt;E a tua inteira força!&lt;br /&gt;Dá, contra a hora em que, errada,&lt;br /&gt;Novos infieis vençam,&lt;br /&gt;A benção como espada,&lt;br /&gt;A espada como benção! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-2018592929030197534?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/2018592929030197534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/restaurar-independencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2018592929030197534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2018592929030197534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/12/restaurar-independencia.html' title='Restaurar a 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cED8oFyGdMM/Ts0pPjm_gNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/m8AoAoTSr5w/s1600/NunoSerra%2525201a_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cED8oFyGdMM/Ts0pPjm_gNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/m8AoAoTSr5w/s400/NunoSerra%2525201a_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678240052417626322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-112862379618713838?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/112862379618713838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/crise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><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-11353952.post-2273528577701070808</id><published>2011-11-23T12:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T12:57:54.908Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>"I've given all I can&lt;br /&gt;it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-2273528577701070808?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/2273528577701070808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2273528577701070808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2273528577701070808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_23.html' title='...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-4998675108546923749</id><published>2011-11-22T10:08:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-11-22T10:20:58.575Z</updated><title type='text'>O casamento entre a democracia e o capitalismo acabou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cartamaior.com.br/templates/materiaMostrar.cfm?materia_id=18669&amp;mid=534"&gt;ler aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o capitalismo é o titanic e os políticos são a sua orquestra&lt;br /&gt;mas e a democracia, alguma vez houve democracia?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-4998675108546923749?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/4998675108546923749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-casamento-entre-democracia-e-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/4998675108546923749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/4998675108546923749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-casamento-entre-democracia-e-o.html' title='O casamento entre a democracia e o capitalismo acabou'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-7946217178713896249</id><published>2011-11-21T23:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T23:30:16.613Z</updated><title type='text'>oo</title><content type='html'>"&lt;br /&gt;Minha janela deita para a Névoa&lt;br /&gt;E a névoa é tudo, e o Universo ao meio. —&lt;br /&gt;Se me procuro, nos meus olhos leio&lt;br /&gt;A hora virtual e em mim elevo-a.&lt;br /&gt;Minha tristeza, devo-a&lt;br /&gt;Ao ritmo essencial do meu enleio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que sentido têm frases, se o poente&lt;br /&gt;Há mesmo nas palavras como um lago.&lt;br /&gt;Ao colo do meu espaço interior trago&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho eterno adiado para doente.&lt;br /&gt;A hora passa rente&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu íntimo dia sempre aziago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, a ilha deserta, em mar, ao fundo&lt;br /&gt;Da minha consciência!&lt;br /&gt;E entre nós dois a imprecisão do mundo. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-7946217178713896249?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/7946217178713896249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/oo_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/7946217178713896249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/7946217178713896249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/oo_21.html' title='oo'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-274907139566403416</id><published>2011-11-21T23:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T23:18:18.596Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>palavras mudas&lt;br /&gt;em silêncio calam&lt;br /&gt;um desejo rasgado&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-274907139566403416?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/274907139566403416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/274907139566403416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/274907139566403416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_21.html' title='...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-1478488834689888489</id><published>2011-11-19T20:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:05:00.402Z</updated><title type='text'>ausência</title><content type='html'>"&lt;br /&gt;Num deserto sem água&lt;br /&gt;Numa noite sem lua&lt;br /&gt;Num país sem nome&lt;br /&gt;Ou numa terra nua&lt;br /&gt;Por maior que seja o desespero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma ausência é mais funda do que a tua."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-1478488834689888489?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/1478488834689888489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/ausencia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1478488834689888489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1478488834689888489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/ausencia.html' title='ausência'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-214015100644645695</id><published>2011-11-19T18:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-19T18:32:01.518Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QE_8F3cHuM/Tsf2E88Um1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/ec3z5AVrsPE/s1600/graffiti.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 328px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676776420262845266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QE_8F3cHuM/Tsf2E88Um1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/ec3z5AVrsPE/s400/graffiti.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/11353952-214015100644645695?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/214015100644645695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/214015100644645695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/214015100644645695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_19.html' title='...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QE_8F3cHuM/Tsf2E88Um1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/ec3z5AVrsPE/s72-c/graffiti.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-824056953161039166</id><published>2011-11-19T17:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-19T17:55:39.638Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu preciso dizer que te amo... Cazuza &amp; Bebel</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s3BGvZHvQD4?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-824056953161039166?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/824056953161039166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-preciso-dizer-que-te-amo-cazuza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/824056953161039166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/824056953161039166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-preciso-dizer-que-te-amo-cazuza.html' title='Eu preciso dizer que te amo... Cazuza &amp; Bebel'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/s3BGvZHvQD4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-6156844636602741446</id><published>2011-11-18T13:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-18T13:44:26.168Z</updated><title type='text'>Antes de haver meu e teu, havia amor</title><content type='html'>“Antes de haver meu e teu, havia amor, porque eu amava-vos a vós e vós a mim: mas tanto que o meu e teu se meteu de permeio, e se atravessou entre nós, logo se acabou o amor; porque vós já me não amais a mim, senão o meu, nem eu vos amo a vós, senão o vosso. No princípio do mundo, como gravemente pondera Séneca, porque não havia guerras ? Porque usavam os homens da terra como do céu. O sol, a lua, as estrelas e o uso da sua luz é comum a todos e assim era a terra no princípio: porém depois que a terra se dividiu em diferentes senhores, logo houve guerras e batalhas e se acabou a paz, porque houve meu e teu”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padre António Vieira, Sermão da Segunda Dominga da Quaresma, Sermões, III, p.70.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-6156844636602741446?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/6156844636602741446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/antes-de-haver-meu-e-teu-havia-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6156844636602741446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6156844636602741446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/antes-de-haver-meu-e-teu-havia-amor.html' title='Antes de haver meu e teu, havia amor'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-1356327205035341042</id><published>2011-11-17T10:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T10:20:31.869Z</updated><title type='text'>Since you´ve been gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nFS4GonXg64?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-1356327205035341042?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/1356327205035341042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/since-youve-been-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1356327205035341042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1356327205035341042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/since-youve-been-gone.html' title='Since you´ve been gone'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nFS4GonXg64/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-8225417052512295277</id><published>2011-11-17T10:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T10:06:39.332Z</updated><title type='text'>Sensações</title><content type='html'>"(...) sentir-se terra é perceber-se dentro de uma complexa comunidade de outros filhos e filhas da Terra. A Terra não produz apenas a nós, seres humanos. Produz a miríade de micro-organismos que compõem 90% de toda a rede da vida, os insetos que constituem a biomassa mais importante da biodiversidade. Produz as águas, a capa verde com a infinita diversidade de plantas, flores e frutos. Produz a diversidade incontável de seres vivos, animais, pássaros e peixes, nossos companheiros dentro da unidade sagrada da vida porque em todos estão presentes os vinte aminoácidos que entram na composição da vida. Para todos produz as condições de subsistência, de evolução e de alimentação, no solo, no subsolo e no ar. Sentir-se Terra é mergulhar na comunidade terrenal, no mundo dos irmãos e das irmãs, todos filhos e filhas da grande e generosa Mãe-Terra, nosso lar comum"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonardo Boff, "Ecologia e ecoespiritualidade", Petrópolis, Vozes, 2011, pp.78-79.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;às vezes consigo sentir-me assim, um com o planeta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-8225417052512295277?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/8225417052512295277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/sensacoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8225417052512295277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8225417052512295277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/sensacoes.html' title='Sensações'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-3658658252303728512</id><published>2011-11-16T21:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-16T21:46:53.338Z</updated><title type='text'>:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B8ef6im9mPw/TsQvO_MKH8I/AAAAAAAAAUM/jy9sjiN6VqU/s1600/grownups.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675713364920770498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B8ef6im9mPw/TsQvO_MKH8I/AAAAAAAAAUM/jy9sjiN6VqU/s400/grownups.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/11353952-3658658252303728512?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/3658658252303728512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3658658252303728512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3658658252303728512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_16.html' title=':-)'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B8ef6im9mPw/TsQvO_MKH8I/AAAAAAAAAUM/jy9sjiN6VqU/s72-c/grownups.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-5252263444998802571</id><published>2011-11-16T10:22:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-11-16T10:53:21.169Z</updated><title type='text'>À meia dúzia é mais barato</title><content type='html'>Vem esta frase a propósito de 3 coisas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Obrigada Selecção! Tinha de ser sofrido senão não eramos nós, mas na verdade nunca deixei de acreditar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tenho passado um tormento aqui no Brasil com o número 6. Na verdade o tormento sou eu que o escolho passar pois de teimosa que sou não vergo e recuso-me a chamar de meia a um número que em bom português se denomina de seis. É então que oiço pela enésima vez a história da meia dúzia, e eu sempre pergunto: - E a meia dezena? E a meia centena? Acaso é seis? Não, pois não, então guardem a meia para o pé que o número continua a ser seis. Até o número da besta aqui é meia, meia, meia. Cristo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tormento é sempre que chamo um táxi e tenho de repetir o meu número de telefone, lá vem o silêncio após a verbalização do número seis e a pergunta de sempre: - Sete? E a resposta de sempre: - SEIS!!! .... Sete??!! ..... Seis, senhora, eu disse SEISSSSSS!!!! Irra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. E porque o seis leva ao três... Ou por outra, o ponto anterior leva a um ponto sobre o bom português. Não foi à toa que coloquei no início do título o "À", é que ultimamente e em especial lá pelos reinos do FB só vejo mau português. No meu tempo de escola, um acento errado era um erro, ontem ouvi alguém que lhe chamou uma gralha sem importância. Assim, hoje, parece que poucas pessoas distinguem o verbo haver em que o acento sim é "há" da preposição "à". Haja paciência!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por essas e por outras que aqui no Brasil, se diz mim em vez de eu, e "Tem café na cozinha" como se a cozinha fosse um sujeito, em vez de "Há café na cozinha". Pior mesmo que falar mal é não entender quando alguém fala correctamente.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, metam o vosso acordo num sítio que eu cá sei, que quem o acordou segue a passos largos o caminho dos Brasileiros: tomar como correcto aquilo que se torna comumente aceite. Pois eu vos digo, podem repetir um erro mil vezes, que nunca será verdadeiro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... parece que hoje acordei um pouco intolerante....que me perdoem aqui os meus irmãos...mas é tolerando os erros que se caminha para a extinção.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-5252263444998802571?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/5252263444998802571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/meia-duzia-e-mais-barato.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5252263444998802571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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estar senão deste lado e por isso sonha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-4027006379016474071?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/4027006379016474071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/levantado-do-chao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/4027006379016474071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/4027006379016474071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/11/levantado-do-chao.html' title='Levantado do 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ó Mestre, fazei com que eu procure mais consolar, que ser consolado;&lt;br /&gt;compreender, que ser compreendido;&lt;br /&gt;amar, que ser amado;&lt;br /&gt;pois é dando que se recebe;&lt;br /&gt;é perdoando, que se é perdoado..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-1174295845268945561?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/1174295845268945561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1174295845268945561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1174295845268945561'/><link 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Julho, na Polónia, no Film, Art &amp;amp;Tourism Festival.&lt;br /&gt;Produzido pela Krypton, foi distinguido em Varsóvia na categoria “Thebest film promoting country, region or city” com o segundo prémio,entre 220 filmes candidatos."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-2207067449131122250?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/2207067449131122250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/10/portugal-beauty-of-simplicity-hd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2207067449131122250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2207067449131122250'/><link 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src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VAs2Fg_S8Ts?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando bate a saudade&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou pro mar&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E sinto você chegar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-8091675283867059128?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/8091675283867059128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/maria-gadu-estrada-cidade-negra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/8091675283867059128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZR-RVxDKQcA?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-224114214048043513?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/224114214048043513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/quando-voce-passa-turu-turu-turu-maria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/224114214048043513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/224114214048043513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/quando-voce-passa-turu-turu-turu-maria.html' title='Quando Você Passa (Turu Turu Turu) - Maria Gadu em Campinas'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZR-RVxDKQcA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-846011167359451280</id><published>2011-06-24T21:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T21:37:09.368+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Regresso a Casa</title><content type='html'>" O Perdão é o meio pelo qual nos lembraremos. Através do perdão, o pensamento do mundo é revertido. O mundo perdoado vem a ser a porta do Céu, porque através da sua misericórdia podemos finalmente perdoar a nós mesmos. Não aprisionando ninguém à culpa, nós nos libertamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomando conhecimento de Cristo em todos os nossos irmãos, reconhecemos a Sua Presença em nós mesmos. Esquecendo todas as nossas percepções equivocadas e sem nada do passado para nos deter, podemos nos lembrar de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Além deste aprendizado não podemos ir. Estamos prontos e o próprio Deus dará o passo final em nossa viagem de volta a Ele."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "Um Curso em Milagres"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-846011167359451280?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/846011167359451280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/regresso-casa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/846011167359451280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/846011167359451280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/regresso-casa.html' title='Regresso a Casa'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-3507525771501119464</id><published>2011-06-19T20:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:48:57.477+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Parábolas do Rei Salomão</title><content type='html'>" Certa mulher deu à luz um menino, que veio a falecer logo a seguir. Ela então, apoderou-se de uma criança de sua vizinha e, por todos os meios, pretendeu insinuar que aquele era o seu filho verdadeiro. Não se conformando com a situação, a autêntica mãe da criança procurou a justiça de Salomão, numa das audiências que o rei concedia ao povo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salomão mandou que as duas mulheres viessem à sua presença, chamando um carrasco, ordenou-lhes: "Corte a criança pelo meio e dê metade a cada uma das mulheres".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o carrasco, segurando o menino por um dos pés, fez reluzir a sua espada no ar, a fim de cortar a criança, a verdadeira mãe ajoelhou-se aos pés do rei e suplicou: "Não o mates, dá todo a ela". A falsa mãe, pelo contrário, aplaudiu a divisão do menino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salomão, suspendendo a execução, ordenou que o pequenino fosse entregue à mulher que lhe suplicou que não dividisse o filho. O rei viu nela a mãe verdadeira, pois, pelo amor, peferiu que a criança fosse dada viva à sua rival, a vê-la morta."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-3507525771501119464?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/3507525771501119464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/parabolas-do-rei-salomao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3507525771501119464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/3507525771501119464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/parabolas-do-rei-salomao.html' title='Parábolas do Rei Salomão'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-830741848966558305</id><published>2011-06-12T19:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:21:05.007+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Domingo de Pentecostes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whXGuXUz6ZE/TfUDdavQ9CI/AAAAAAAAATA/Dk_JprRv3QI/s1600/os_dons_do_espirito_santo_thumb%255B4%255D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617399914143216674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whXGuXUz6ZE/TfUDdavQ9CI/AAAAAAAAATA/Dk_JprRv3QI/s400/os_dons_do_espirito_santo_thumb%255B4%255D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nas Festas do Império portuguesas, criadas por Dinis e Isabel, o homem de baixa condição, o pobre ou a criança sobre cuja cabeça era e ainda é colocada a Coroa do Imperador do Espírito Santo, coroa fechada e encimada por uma pomba branca, símbolo tradicional do divino Paráclito, é por assim dizer o profeta do Império do Espírito Santo de amanhã, iniciando o ritual e as festas, tal como se realizavam, a correlação das crenças e das ideias, das classes e das formas […] a Festa do Império constitui o paradigma simbólico e ritual do projecto áureo português, projecto religioso universal através da iniciativa dionísica, que irá guiar e iluminar singularmente a história nacional no seu período mais fecundo e criacionista." (Quadros, 1987: 45)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-830741848966558305?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/830741848966558305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/domingo-de-pentecostes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/830741848966558305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/830741848966558305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/domingo-de-pentecostes.html' title='Domingo de Pentecostes'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whXGuXUz6ZE/TfUDdavQ9CI/AAAAAAAAATA/Dk_JprRv3QI/s72-c/os_dons_do_espirito_santo_thumb%255B4%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-5414551595948261149</id><published>2011-06-11T16:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T16:24:26.398+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Make a Friend</title><content type='html'>God said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you came across people with leprosy frequently, you might say to yourself: “What have I done to attract this?” You might take it personally, hold yourself accountable, karma and so forth, or you might not hold yourself accountable at all but be mightily annoyed that people with leprosy seem to gravitate to you. You see it that you are being given a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, here’s the difference between you and the Great One who helped to heal. He said nor thought any of the above. His thought was: “What can I do to be of service?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn’t thinking of himself. That meant he didn’t wonder how he might have brought people with this illness to himself nor did he find fault with them for having a disease that made them outcasts in the common world they lived in, nor did he resent them for choosing to come to him. His immediate thought was to be of service to his Heavenly Father through the needs of those before him. He served, and yet he did not take others’ difficulties to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use the above by way of example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let Us say that you suffer ill-will too many times from others. Others seem to be offended by you, and a sure result might be that you offend them back. It is like you are innocent and yet you find yourself in the same pickle time after time. The incidents you may come across can be compared to the appearance of people with leprosy. Your common response might me: “How come there are so many people who take offense at me? They shouldn’t behave this way to me. It’s always like this. This isn’t right. What is the matter with these people?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may see that somehow the world mistreats you. You recriminate the others for their lack of consideration to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others who see themselves responsible for the recurrence of situations, and, yet, they are still as helpless as the ones who cannot come to grips with the idea that they somehow contribute to the drama repeated in their lives again and again. These children of Mine may hold themselves guilty of doing something wrong, even when they don’t know what, and even may be an innocent bystander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one scenario, one person takes no responsibility, and in the other scenario, one dwells in guilt about it. In both cases, attention goes on themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better to get away from these scenarios and ask yourself the questions now: “What do I do? How do I respond to this? How can I repair the experience for the benefit of all?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Us say that someone accuses you of being rude to him or unkind in some way, and you see this as an assault on you. Your reaction is anger. You are going to have nothing to do with this person in the future. That did it. He or she wronged you, and that’s the end of your exchange with that person. That’s the end of that person in your life. You’re finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so you punish the other person, and, in the process, you punish yourse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lf.In kindness and generosity, you could say to the person who was offended and who, in the process, offended you: “I’m so sorry. I had no idea. I was unaware. I would never want to offend you. I will be more careful in the future. I never want this to happen again.” How would it hurt you to say this? Or would you rather be the angry victim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are talking about your being a true friend, not a happenstance one. If, for good reason or no reason, you have alienated someone, don’t alienate them further. Make peace.Better to make a friend than a foe. Better for all. Better for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permanent Link: &lt;a href="http://www.heavenletters.org/make-a-friend.html"&gt;http://www.heavenletters.org/make-a-friend.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for including this link when publishing this Heavenletter elsewhere.Copyright © 1999-Now Heavenletters™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-5414551595948261149?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/5414551595948261149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/make-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5414551595948261149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5414551595948261149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/make-friend.html' title='Make a Friend'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-2592311707985516697</id><published>2011-06-11T00:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T00:54:30.895+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem te fez nascer Portugal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-87dc3a279433a35c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D87dc3a279433a35c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331677020%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D661F1FB122A5C795BB2C7C99D36A37526A8D2A42.5F87FF3CCA2D39DEBC64B5208D382E8D2BBA4A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D87dc3a279433a35c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPyXjQAj7BMG-cgzFwglIgrw2xcg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D87dc3a279433a35c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331677020%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D661F1FB122A5C795BB2C7C99D36A37526A8D2A42.5F87FF3CCA2D39DEBC64B5208D382E8D2BBA4A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D87dc3a279433a35c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPyXjQAj7BMG-cgzFwglIgrw2xcg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-2592311707985516697?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/2592311707985516697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/quem-te-fez-nascer-portugal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2592311707985516697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/2592311707985516697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/quem-te-fez-nascer-portugal.html' title='Quem te fez nascer Portugal'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-1734866987545213412</id><published>2011-06-10T01:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T01:27:19.484+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desfazer o medo - Revertendo efeito e causa</title><content type='html'>"Dentro de um armazém vazio, com portas abertas, estão guardados todos os teus retalhos de memórias e sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto, se tu és aquele que sonha, pelo menos isso percebes: que causaste o sonho e podes igualmente aceitar um outro sonho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas para que se dê essa mudança no conteúdo do sonho, é preciso que se reconheça que foste tu aquele que sonhou o sonho do qual não gostas. Ele não passa de um efeito que tu causaste, e não queres ser a causa desse efeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos sonhos de assassinato e de ataque, és a vítima de um corpo abatido, à morte.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nos sonhos de perdão, não se pede a ninguém que seja vítima e sofredor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estes são os sonhos felizes pelos quais o milagre substitui o teu. Ele não te pede que faças outro; só que vejas que fizeste aquele que queres substituir por esse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "Um Curso em Milagres"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-1734866987545213412?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/1734866987545213412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/desfazer-o-medo-revertendo-efeito-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1734866987545213412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1734866987545213412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/desfazer-o-medo-revertendo-efeito-e.html' title='Desfazer o medo - Revertendo efeito e causa'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-4056796272013027481</id><published>2011-06-10T01:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T01:18:58.622+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desfazer o medo - A memória presente</title><content type='html'>(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Como surge instantaneamente a memória de Deus na mente que não tem nenhum medo que a mantenha afastada! Sua própria lembrança se foi. Não há nenhum passado para manter sua imagem amedrentadora impedindo o alegre despertar para a paz presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As trombetas da eternidade ressoam através da serenidade, entretanto, não a perturbam. E o que é lembrado agora não é o medo mas a Causa e o medo foi feito para não deixar que Ela fosse lembrada e para desfazê-La.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A serenidade fala em sons gentis do amor que o Filho de Deus recorda de um tempo anterior, antes que a sua própria lembrança se interpusesse entre o presente e o passado tornando-os inaudíveis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Um Curso em Milagres&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-4056796272013027481?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/4056796272013027481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/desfazer-o-medo-memoria-presente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/4056796272013027481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/4056796272013027481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/desfazer-o-medo-memoria-presente.html' title='Desfazer o medo - A memória presente'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-1344453370518911895</id><published>2011-06-10T01:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T01:09:29.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Proclama a Palavra</title><content type='html'>"Rogo-te diante de Deus e de Jesus Cristo, que há-de vir para julgar os vivos e os mortos, pela sua manifestação e pelo seu Reino: proclama a Palavra, insiste no tempo oportuno e inoportuno, advertindo, reprovando e aconselhando com toda a paciência e doutrina. Pois vai chegar o tempo em que já não se suportará a doutrina; pelo contrário, desejosos de ouvir novidades, os homens rodear-se-ão de mestres a seu bel-prazer. Desviarão os ouvidos da verdade orientando-os para as fábulas. Quanto a ti, sê sóbrio em tudo, suporta o sofrimento, faz o trabalho de um anunciador do Envangelho, realiza plenamente o teu mistério."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-1344453370518911895?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/1344453370518911895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/proclama-palavra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1344453370518911895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/1344453370518911895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/proclama-palavra.html' title='Proclama a Palavra'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-871017040268838764</id><published>2011-06-08T23:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T23:29:11.012+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>"Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-871017040268838764?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/871017040268838764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/871017040268838764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/871017040268838764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-5881386580307103900</id><published>2011-06-07T21:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:50:18.591+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus rejeita a hipocrisia social</title><content type='html'>Depois disto, Jesus saiu e viu um cobrador de impostos chamado Levi, que estava no lugar de cobrança. Jesus disse-lhe: «Segue-Me». Levi deixou tudo, levantou-se e seguiu Jesus. Depois, Levi preparou em casa um grande banquete para Jesus. Estava ali numerosa multidão de cobradores de impostos e outras pessoas sentadas à mesa com eles. Os fariseus e doutores da Lei murmuravam e diziam aos discípulos de Jesus: «Porque é que comeis e bebeis com os cobradores de impostos e com os pecadores?» Jesus respondeu: «As pessoas que têm saúde não precisam de médico, mas só as que estão doentes. Eu não vim para chamar os justos, mas os pecadores ao arrependimento».&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-5881386580307103900?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/5881386580307103900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/jesus-rejeita-hipocrisia-social.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5881386580307103900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/5881386580307103900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/jesus-rejeita-hipocrisia-social.html' title='Jesus rejeita a hipocrisia social'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-6151245398198332688</id><published>2011-06-04T15:21:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T15:22:52.259+01:00</updated><title type='text'>8 - A recuperação da consciência da origem estelar</title><content type='html'>Meditação final:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus amigos, escrevam estas palavras no vosso coração: a recuperação da consciência estelar requer uma purga preliminar do acervo mental e emocional. Só depois dela feita poderão aperceber-se de quem são, de onde vêm e do que está ao vosso alcance. Portanto, antes de quererem conhecer a vossa origem estelar, tratem de drenar a vossa mente do inchaço causado pela proliferação de inúmeros conceitos pervertidos, conscientes e inconscientes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respirem fundo e removam, dos vossos corações, os ressentimentos relacionados com tudo o que pensam que a vida vos deve, assim como do que acham que devem à vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respirem fundo e retirem do vosso altar interno o Grande Usurpador, que dá pelo nome de medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respirem fundo e permitam que o Grande Sol Central ilumine as vossas células para que o medo possa desaparecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respirem fundo e fiquem em paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podem repetir esta meditação sempre que vos aprouver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode divulgar esta mensagem por todos os meios ao seu alcance.&lt;br /&gt;Muito obrigado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-6151245398198332688?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/6151245398198332688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/8-recuperacao-da-consciencia-da-origem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6151245398198332688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6151245398198332688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/8-recuperacao-da-consciencia-da-origem.html' title='8 - A recuperação da consciência da origem estelar'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353952.post-6619846713502057602</id><published>2011-06-04T15:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T15:21:44.745+01:00</updated><title type='text'>7 - As diferentes forças galácticas na mudança da realidade terrena</title><content type='html'>Este planeta pertence a uma galáxia. Todos o sabem. Esta galáxia, porém, possui outros factores, que vocês desconhecem, que estão a interagir com a Terra, para que este salto consciencial possa ocorrer o mais rápido e tranquilamente possível. Mas olhemos para mais perto. Como podem perceber pela via astrológica (e outras, que vão surgir em breve), todos os planetas deste sistema solar possuem expressões vibracionais relacionadas com a Terra e a sua transformação. Vou dar-vos alguns exemplos: a energia que Vénus está a emitir é, naturalmente, muito mais intensa agora a fim de ampliar a consciência humana; a Lua está a cumprir um papel primoroso na limpeza dos vossos registos; Marte, sempre referenciado com um arquétipo agressivo, está a emitir a energia de transformação. Quase poderíamos dizer, a energia do Guerreiro Pacífico. Saturno, força a reorganização; Urano, a libertação, etc. Também os vossos ancestrais, que se manifestaram em grandes civilizações, decidiram deixar impresso no éter da galáxia o que vocês precisariam de saber quando chegasse o tempo de se desvanecerem todas as ilusões. Como foi dito, as estrelas – e especialmente o sol – também colaboram através da emissão emitindo de dados fundamentais, para que tudo decorra calma e eficientemente. Seja como for, se o processo se arrastar por muito tempo, persiste o risco de surgirem imensas rupturas. Não olhem só para o atacador desapertado do vosso sapato, que teima em ficar desapertado; saiam do redil quadrado e elevem-se. Elevando-se, através do método da unificação do eu, como foi sugerido, ganharão outra noção das coisas. E deixarão de reclamar tanto, porque, finalmente, começam a perceber como tudo se encaixa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353952-6619846713502057602?l=aninhas3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/feeds/6619846713502057602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/7-as-diferentes-forcas-galacticas-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6619846713502057602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353952/posts/default/6619846713502057602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aninhas3.blogspot.com/2011/06/7-as-diferentes-forcas-galacticas-na.html' title='7 - As diferentes forças galácticas na mudança da realidade terrena'/><author><name>Aninhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159056478305088431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wtQULb8x5hw/SN0PhgeK1BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBHn1-Bj3eE/S220/anamsn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
