<?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-3712726935029652456</id><updated>2012-01-13T22:54:28.764-02:00</updated><category term='O Cronista'/><category term='O Poeta'/><category term='Quarto Escuro'/><category term='O Crítico'/><category term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>A Grande Bússola 2009</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-6170831230882822216</id><published>2011-06-19T20:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:39:48.310-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>O Amor Que Há Em Mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Sentir teu corpo junto ao meu,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Cobrir-te com meus braços.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Sentir teu rosto no meu rosto,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Beijar-te a boca.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Falar palavras doces no teu ouvido&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
E dar-te todo o amor que há em mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-6170831230882822216?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6170831230882822216/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-que-ha-em-mim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/6170831230882822216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/6170831230882822216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-que-ha-em-mim.html' title='O Amor Que Há Em Mim'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-4591174562924798206</id><published>2011-04-26T01:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T01:27:06.486-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>Não Somente Lembrar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não somente lembrar... Mas viver e reviver o nosso amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-4591174562924798206?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4591174562924798206/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-somente-lembrar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4591174562924798206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4591174562924798206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-somente-lembrar.html' title='Não Somente Lembrar'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-4972856756012846849</id><published>2011-04-17T20:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T20:04:53.557-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Eu Te Amo Tanto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te amo tanto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E mesmo que eu não expresse em palavras,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você sentirá em cada olhar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em cada sorriso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em cada gesto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enfim, em cada atitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-4972856756012846849?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4972856756012846849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/04/eu-te-amo-tanto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4972856756012846849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4972856756012846849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/04/eu-te-amo-tanto.html' title='Eu Te Amo Tanto'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-7938499573218272096</id><published>2011-03-05T13:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T13:55:51.405-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>De Olhos Fechados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fechei os olhos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Descobri um universo paralelo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não sabia se era sonho ou realidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A principal regra era a liberdade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E eu me senti assim, livre...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pude voar junto aos pássaros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-7938499573218272096?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7938499573218272096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-olhos-fechados.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/7938499573218272096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/7938499573218272096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-olhos-fechados.html' title='De Olhos Fechados'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-6655981833676784815</id><published>2011-03-05T13:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:42:40.851-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Um Retrato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Vivo em um estágio pleno.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Vivo em eterna transformação.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Qualquer descrição sobre mim&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Seria com uma fotografia antiga.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
O que fui ontem, já foi.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
O que sou hoje, um retrato pra posteridade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-6655981833676784815?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6655981833676784815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-retrato.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/6655981833676784815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/6655981833676784815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-retrato.html' title='Um Retrato'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-2047452825551655731</id><published>2011-03-02T22:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:59:07.646-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Crítico'/><title type='text'>Um Grande Vilão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O governo era pra ser um grande pai.&lt;br /&gt;
Era.&lt;br /&gt;
O governo se tornou um grande vilão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-2047452825551655731?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2047452825551655731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-grande-vilao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/2047452825551655731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/2047452825551655731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-grande-vilao.html' title='Um Grande Vilão'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-7733644057659773430</id><published>2011-02-27T02:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:00:22.304-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Cronista'/><title type='text'>Seja Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Num mundo com tantas influências e opiniões, o que importa realmente é não perder o foco. Somos um pouco de cada coisa e isso é fato. Ser você mesmo numa sociedade extremamente manipuladora é ser diferente e ser diferente é ser excluído. É necessário adaptar-se ao meio e ser você mesmo, independente de qualquer influência.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-7733644057659773430?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7733644057659773430/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/seja-voce.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/7733644057659773430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/7733644057659773430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/seja-voce.html' title='Seja Você'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-6536972772821629340</id><published>2011-02-15T00:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T00:34:46.908-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Carma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se um dia você decidir gostar de alguém,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Espero que não seja pra esquecer de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um dia você cansa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um dia você aprende,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um dia você descobre que ainda está presa à mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-6536972772821629340?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6536972772821629340/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/carma.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/6536972772821629340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/6536972772821629340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/carma.html' title='Carma'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-2721620728280644898</id><published>2011-02-14T02:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T02:17:59.482-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Sou Seu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E, finalmente, quando pensa que sou seu, tudo muda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tudo volta ao seu estágio inicial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o fato de eu não te pertencer (ainda)&lt;br /&gt;
É o que me faz sonhar e ser livre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se me quer, não me possua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se me possuir, ame-me intensamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se não me tem (ainda), não deixe de sonhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afinal, ainda que as circunstâncias não permitam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou que toda dor te impeça de seguir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No fundo eu sei que sou seu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-2721620728280644898?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2721620728280644898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/sou-seu.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/2721620728280644898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/2721620728280644898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/sou-seu.html' title='Sou Seu'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-8258060494229285092</id><published>2011-02-11T01:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T23:25:13.569-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Aparência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Antes de me aproximar, olhei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tive pensamentos ruins, julguei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse foi o meu pecado:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O amor não tem aparência.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-8258060494229285092?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8258060494229285092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/aparencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8258060494229285092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8258060494229285092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/aparencia.html' title='Aparência'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-3087717156445653796</id><published>2011-02-11T00:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T18:16:59.519-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>Faces da Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A mudança é rápida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A escolha é necessária.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E a adaptação é um fator imponente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-3087717156445653796?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-8773547136523439972</id><published>2011-02-08T12:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T12:32:02.536-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>A Vida É Uma Matrix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/TVFceAYaq-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/NlTGaV1Fmuw/s320/matrix.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: &lt;a href="http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog O Homem Que Sabia Demasiado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A vida é como uma matrix: uns escolhem a pílula azul, outros a vermelha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-8773547136523439972?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8773547136523439972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/vida-e-uma-matrix.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8773547136523439972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8773547136523439972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/vida-e-uma-matrix.html' title='A Vida É Uma Matrix'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/TVFceAYaq-I/AAAAAAAAAY0/NlTGaV1Fmuw/s72-c/matrix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-1048590792538195094</id><published>2010-12-06T15:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T15:18:34.786-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Um Sonho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Foi tudo um sonho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E ainda que o meu pensamento estivesse distante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ele estava a sua procura...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Era tudo tão real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Você segurando a minha mão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Desejando não querer partir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Seu gesto doce e natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Era como o canto dos pássaros em cada manhã,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Cativava-me ainda mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ah, pequenas coisas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tentei um gesto ingênuo de gratidão:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Fiquei sem ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E se parei de respirar por um instante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Foi para te deixar o pouco oxigênio que restava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Você logo percebeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E com clássica nobreza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sorriu pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pena ser um sonho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-1048590792538195094?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1048590792538195094/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/12/um-sonho.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1048590792538195094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1048590792538195094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/12/um-sonho.html' title='Um Sonho'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-451003802681244276</id><published>2010-12-06T15:16:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:25:37.887-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>Sonhos e Inveja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sobre os sonhos, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;les são ambições sadias através das quais conseguimos forças para superar qualquer mal alheio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sobre a inveja, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;la é apenas um sentimento mesquinho oriúndo da incompetência de não conseguir sonhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-451003802681244276?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/451003802681244276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/12/sobre-os-sonhos-eles-sao-ambicoes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/451003802681244276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/451003802681244276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/12/sobre-os-sonhos-eles-sao-ambicoes.html' title='Sonhos e Inveja'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-5404207194403068521</id><published>2010-11-19T15:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T15:54:59.077-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>O Legado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sim, longe eu estive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Medos eu senti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Titubeei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Não desisti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sorte não tive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lutei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Traçei a minha história.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Esse é o meu legado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-5404207194403068521?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5404207194403068521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-legado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/5404207194403068521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/5404207194403068521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-legado.html' title='O Legado'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-3702331816733760949</id><published>2010-04-09T17:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:21:33.945-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>O Lamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acreditei em um olhar, na sua intenção...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Senti um desejo, talvez paixão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traçei uma meta, destino meu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nasceu um impulso, razão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aumentou o meu suspiro, saudade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plantei a tristeza, coração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cresceu o pesar, dor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um lamento, amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-3702331816733760949?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3702331816733760949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-lamento.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/3702331816733760949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/3702331816733760949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-lamento.html' title='O Lamento'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-7698382038135150893</id><published>2010-04-09T17:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:08:05.869-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Panorama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ontem sonhei com um mundo mais justo.&lt;br /&gt;
Vivi este sonho como se fosse realidade.&lt;br /&gt;
Hoje acordei e me entreguei...&lt;br /&gt;
Descobri que o sonho foi vão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-7698382038135150893?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7698382038135150893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/04/panorama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/7698382038135150893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/7698382038135150893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/04/panorama.html' title='Panorama'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-8866404716473136220</id><published>2010-02-22T16:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:22:53.640-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>O Caráter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S4LejAzEu5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/xe0LC1k3Cys/s320/0.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S4LepAyyifI/AAAAAAAAAYY/hqkrv3rJ4_A/s320/2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fotos: &lt;a href="http://br.olhares.com/galeriasprivadas/browse.php?user_id=134276" target="_blank"&gt;Maria Laisa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"A necessidade faz o caráter do homem."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-8866404716473136220?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8866404716473136220/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-carater.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8866404716473136220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8866404716473136220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-carater.html' title='O Caráter'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S4LejAzEu5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/xe0LC1k3Cys/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-2558985252474714164</id><published>2010-02-16T22:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:09:31.175-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Eu e o Carnaval</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S3tHyeyKnZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/NnJje8OwqZg/s320/carnaval.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: &lt;a href="http://br.olhares.com/galeriasprivadas/browse.php?user_id=27551"&gt;Mauro A. Borges&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entre a Avenida e a Barra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu e o quarto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entre a massa e o trio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu e a solidão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entre o axé e o pagode,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu e o &lt;i&gt;rock 'n' roll&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entre a hipocrisia e a política,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu e o protesto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entre a alegria e o carnaval&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu e a realidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-2558985252474714164?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2558985252474714164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-e-o-carnaval.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/2558985252474714164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/2558985252474714164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-e-o-carnaval.html' title='Eu e o Carnaval'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S3tHyeyKnZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/NnJje8OwqZg/s72-c/carnaval.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-8267073648611020067</id><published>2010-02-15T20:01:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T18:09:08.546-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Sobre a Guerra e a Paz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S3nM9eMQCeI/AAAAAAAAAXo/kZRE4vQB3VE/s320/futuro+-+09+-+atraves+de+armas+o+sangue+pintara+o+chao.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S3nPeksbftI/AAAAAAAAAXw/MMqxVHdHmeI/s320/paz.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foto (E): &lt;a href="http://downloads.open4group.com/wallpapers/1024x768/armas-e-sangue-3116.html" target="_blank"&gt;Desconhecido&lt;/a&gt; | Foto (D): &lt;a href="http://br.olhares.com/galeriasprivadas/browse.php?user_id=37892" target="_blank"&gt;Pedro Olivença&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A existência de uma guerra é eminente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Há o risco de uma grande devastação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Etnia, política e religião conduzem o intenso conflito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O céu cinzento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Os mares turbulentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já não há fauna e nem flora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O chão está vermelho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Certamente o fim chegará.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vencedor não haverá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A vida não é uma tela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Armas não são pincéis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O sangue não é tinta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De lembrar que sonhei com pombas brancas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selando a guerra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Firmando a paz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simbolizando um novo acordo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma nova ordem social.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-8267073648611020067?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8267073648611020067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/sobre-guerra-e-paz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8267073648611020067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8267073648611020067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/sobre-guerra-e-paz.html' title='Sobre a Guerra e a Paz'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S3nM9eMQCeI/AAAAAAAAAXo/kZRE4vQB3VE/s72-c/futuro+-+09+-+atraves+de+armas+o+sangue+pintara+o+chao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-640653306571319973</id><published>2010-02-15T14:48:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:26:01.846-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>O Pesar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S3mE_iJnR_I/AAAAAAAAAXg/zz12Fmi-3F4/s320/1.jpg" width="200"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: &lt;a href="http://br.olhares.com/PEACE" target="_blank"&gt;Mark Freedom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tristeza, sonhos menosprezados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A angústia de uma vida inteira por não conseguir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Confesso que não suportei o fardo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fraquejei quando não podia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sei, não fui capaz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda lembro:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Você olhando pra mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ouvindo-me falar em desistir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nos seus olhos nasceu um brilho triste,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nem sequer argumentou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não precisava...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lentamente se distanciou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E levou a máscara da dor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do seu singelo rosto caiam algumas lágrimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enquanto outras, nobres, não queriam aterrissar no chão"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desculpe-me... Agora vivo o pesar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-640653306571319973?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/640653306571319973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-pesar.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/640653306571319973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/640653306571319973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-pesar.html' title='O Pesar'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S3mE_iJnR_I/AAAAAAAAAXg/zz12Fmi-3F4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-4568279018696292632</id><published>2010-02-14T22:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T19:34:54.330-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Blogger Award</title><content type='html'>Hoje ganhei o meu primeiro Selo da Srta. Lívia Barreto, dona do blog "&lt;a href="http://garotaborderline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Equilíbrio Distante&lt;/a&gt;". Fiquei muito feliz com a indicação.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1- Sou um futuro Contabilista;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2- Escrevo quando ouço músicas, quando vejo filmes e quando leio livros;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3- Apaixonado por Deus, pela minha família, por computação, por contabilidade e por música; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4- Sou um analista do comportamento humano;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5- Vivo em constante inconstância;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6- Penso em mil coisas num minuto e esqueço elas nos minutos seguintes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;7- Sou um eterno sonhador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1- &lt;a href="http://biatutty.wordpress.com/"&gt;Biatutty's Blog&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2- &lt;a href="http://contrafriccao.blogspot.com/"&gt;Contra-Fricção&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3- &lt;a href="http://euseiquepossovencer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diário De Um Desabafo&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4- &lt;a href="http://garotaborderline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Equilibrio Distante&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5- &lt;a href="http://kelljessan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Momentos&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6- &lt;a href="http://merciasouza2007.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sem Limites&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;7- &lt;a href="http://www.schuanele.blogspot.com/"&gt;Schuan &amp;amp; Lê&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-4568279018696292632?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4568279018696292632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/beautiful-blogger-award.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4568279018696292632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4568279018696292632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/beautiful-blogger-award.html' title='Beautiful Blogger Award'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S3iQmIUbDDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/zdS-Z_8llI4/s72-c/Beautiful_Blogger_Award%5B6%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-4712613159809956293</id><published>2010-02-02T02:49:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T19:02:36.495-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quarto Escuro'/><title type='text'>Segredos De Um Quarto Escuro - Cap. I - O Quarto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S2e5XdtvZOI/AAAAAAAAAWs/4XQVlMOrfrc/s320/291476.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: &lt;a href="http://br.olhares.com/PEACE" target="_blank"&gt;Mark Freedom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Era apenas um quarto vazio, a iluminação era fraca e pouco se via naquela escuridão. A madeira velha e úmida, tomada de cupins e fungos,&amp;nbsp; parecia separar dois mundos diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Seu aspecto sombrio e tenebroso fazia do simples quarto uma espécie de arquétipo. Sobre o seu interior, nada se sabia... Tampouco quem habitava aquele recinto. A única certeza era a existência do inexistente somada ao misterioso e sedutor som do silêncio. O silêncio que outrora insistia em soar mais alto que qualquer ruído, barulho ou gemido oriúndo daquela escuridão.&lt;br /&gt;
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De maneira inexplicável, o quarto alimentava um misto de languidez e impulso violento de curiosidade e intromissão. O que me trazia, de certo modo, uma angustiante vontade de desbravar o que seu interior escondia.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;CONTINUA...&lt;/b&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/3712726935029652456-4712613159809956293?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4712613159809956293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/segredos-de-um-quarto-escuro-cap-i-o.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4712613159809956293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4712613159809956293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/segredos-de-um-quarto-escuro-cap-i-o.html' title='Segredos De Um Quarto Escuro - Cap. I - O Quarto'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S2e5XdtvZOI/AAAAAAAAAWs/4XQVlMOrfrc/s72-c/291476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-3853489795081039375</id><published>2010-01-31T15:11:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:30:38.358-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>O Efêmero E O Eterno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S2XYbYyL2AI/AAAAAAAAAWk/w1FTpJbcf7I/s320/imortalidade.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: Paulo Madeira &lt;a href="http://www.paulomadeira.net/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.olhares.com/moss" target="_blank"&gt;Galeria&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://www.paulomadeira.net/" target="_blank"&gt;Site&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"O prazer do momento é efêmero e deixa, pela eternidade, consequências gravíssimas."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-3853489795081039375?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3853489795081039375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-efemero-e-o-eterno.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/3853489795081039375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/3853489795081039375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-efemero-e-o-eterno.html' title='O Efêmero E O Eterno'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S2XYbYyL2AI/AAAAAAAAAWk/w1FTpJbcf7I/s72-c/imortalidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-8176949003193623450</id><published>2010-01-28T01:43:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:25:21.868-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Quem Eu Sou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S2EUbR9CuXI/AAAAAAAAAWU/SakkxFXXfIY/s1600-h/2878679.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S2EUbR9CuXI/AAAAAAAAAWU/SakkxFXXfIY/s320/2878679.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: &lt;a href="http://br.olhares.com/galeriasprivadas/browse.php?user_id=73736" target="_blank"&gt;Alexander Kharlamov&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu não sei bem quem eu sou.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tenho muitas alcunhas.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em cada lugar que vou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sou tratado diferente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em cada lugar que estou, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assumo uma atitude diferente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vivo em plena transformação &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas mantenho os hábitos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ontem eu fui, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje eu sou, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E amanhã, quem serei?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-8176949003193623450?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8176949003193623450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/obs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8176949003193623450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8176949003193623450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/obs.html' title='Quem Eu Sou?'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S2EUbR9CuXI/AAAAAAAAAWU/SakkxFXXfIY/s72-c/2878679.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-1502748614570816771</id><published>2010-01-26T13:35:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:01:03.109-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Cronista'/><title type='text'>Ame-se</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18YknnGljI/AAAAAAAAAUs/bjzgtJpHa1c/s320/3407722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: &lt;a href="http://br.olhares.com/galeriasprivadas/browse.php?user_id=34254" target="_blank"&gt;Kininha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Concerteza não existe dor de amor. O que acontece, na verdade, é uma transformação de sentimento. Num segundo o amor construído durante anos pode ser transformado em ódio, raiva, tristeza... E isso acontece por culpa nossa, pois nos permitimos acreditar que a nossa felicidade está diretamente ligada à pessoa amada. Essa concepção na maioria das vezes nos mostra o quanto somos fracos. Não pense que suportar inúmeros problemas em um relacionamento seja algo que demonstre força, pelo contrário, acho que a insistência em muitos momentos pode ser sinônimo de burrice. A partir do momento em que o amor por si mesmo começar a imperar, passaremos a experimentar o verdadeiro amor e, consequentemente, suportar facilmente o fim de um relacionamento.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O amor é diferente de tudo aquilo que está sendo mostrado nos dias atuais. O amor é paz e não brigas, o amor é respeito e não ofensas, o amor é fidelidade e não traições, enfim, o amor é algo imensurável que só é sentido quando descobrimos que a felicidade está dentro de cada um de nós e não nos outros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-1502748614570816771?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1502748614570816771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/ame-se.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1502748614570816771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1502748614570816771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/ame-se.html' title='Ame-se'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18YknnGljI/AAAAAAAAAUs/bjzgtJpHa1c/s72-c/3407722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-6270916261796310560</id><published>2010-01-24T17:34:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:33:34.344-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Os Olhos Não Podem Ver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18dmuOGpbI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fanVZq5P5H0/s320/3352911787_c11361cb5b_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: &lt;a href="http://migre.me/hw4b" target="_blank"&gt;Desconhecido&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Se eu pudesse enxergar   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um pouco além dos olhos    &lt;br /&gt;
A perfeição em você...    &lt;br /&gt;
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Se eu pudesse enxergar    &lt;br /&gt;
Ou descrever com palavras    &lt;br /&gt;
A perfeição em você...    &lt;br /&gt;
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Ah! Se eu pudesse enxergar    &lt;br /&gt;
Tudo que sei...    &lt;br /&gt;
Mas os olhos não podem ver!    &lt;br /&gt;
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Eles choram sem saber    &lt;br /&gt;
Que o tempo traz a tristeza    &lt;br /&gt;
Mas também traz a esperança    &lt;br /&gt;
De um dia estar ao seu lado    &lt;br /&gt;
No mais belo pôr-do-sol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-6270916261796310560?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6270916261796310560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/os-olhos-nao-podem-ver.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/6270916261796310560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/6270916261796310560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/os-olhos-nao-podem-ver.html' title='Os Olhos Não Podem Ver'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18dmuOGpbI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fanVZq5P5H0/s72-c/3352911787_c11361cb5b_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-8714118771874583274</id><published>2010-01-21T02:40:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:36:03.919-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Morte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18mGa6GTmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/B8974C9z7YA/s1600-h/5573694_FuzLA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18mGa6GTmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/B8974C9z7YA/s320/5573694_FuzLA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: &lt;a href="http://migre.me/hIKF" target="_blank"&gt;João Manuel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para cada nascer de um lindo dia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma morte amarga da tristeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para cada tarde de alegria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma morte sínica da nostalgia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E para cada noite de volúpia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma morte trágica da timidez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-8714118771874583274?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8714118771874583274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/morte.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8714118771874583274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8714118771874583274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/morte.html' title='Morte'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18mGa6GTmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/B8974C9z7YA/s72-c/5573694_FuzLA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-1392535331752644319</id><published>2010-01-17T14:25:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:34:03.251-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Gentileza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18opYE1jKI/AAAAAAAAAVE/8-4ieDUU5CA/s320/gentileza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: &lt;a href="http://m63.photobucket.com/albums/petalamorena/?o=0" target="_blank"&gt;Pétala Morena&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E eu que não acreditava em gentileza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acabei por perceber que o meu orgulho me traiu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foi-se embora pela porta dos fundos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talvez envergonhado pelo simples ato de compaixão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De uma pessoa que todos ignoravam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que todos diziam não ter importância para mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Confesso, eu me surpreendi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-1392535331752644319?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1392535331752644319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/gentileza.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1392535331752644319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1392535331752644319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/gentileza.html' title='Gentileza'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18opYE1jKI/AAAAAAAAAVE/8-4ieDUU5CA/s72-c/gentileza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-4737576618700046258</id><published>2010-01-16T14:48:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:34:29.090-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Imaginei Em Vão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18p7U4y3JI/AAAAAAAAAVM/JuG17WuWXIM/s320/3353829.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: Norberto Oliveira (&lt;a href="http://br.olhares.com/galeriasprivadas/browse.php?user_id=103498" target="_blank"&gt;Galeria&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://www.netotal.net/" target="_blank"&gt;Site&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Num minuto está presente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nos outros está ausente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por que insiste em ser assim?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por que insiste em chegar e partir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Será que sabe o tempo que esperei?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Será que sabe o tempo que chorei?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acho que nem sabe das tardes vazias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que passei olhando o céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esperando a sua companhia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ensaiando o que falar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imaginado o seu amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imaginei em vão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-4737576618700046258?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4737576618700046258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/imaginei-em-vao.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4737576618700046258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4737576618700046258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/imaginei-em-vao.html' title='Imaginei Em Vão'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18p7U4y3JI/AAAAAAAAAVM/JuG17WuWXIM/s72-c/3353829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-2376287711018373664</id><published>2010-01-15T22:22:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:34:50.645-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Nós</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/S18q7e3Yv3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/pVw4PBeh9LY/s320/313A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Foto: &lt;a href="http://migre.me/hIX4" target="_blank"&gt;Thiago&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que nasça um novo dia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um novo amanhecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que ilumine nossas vidas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que venha o sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E quando ele chegar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que traga alegria...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que o medo entre nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seja um simples medo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que possa ser quebrado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois entre nós só havia nós.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-2376287711018373664?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2376287711018373664/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-494566356188056070</id><published>2010-01-14T01:55:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:50:02.428-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Amor Incomum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te amo mas não um amor comum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te amo um amor que não dá para falar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te amo um amor que é só meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te amo por que te adorar não é suficiente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te adorar é desmerecer todo amor que tenho por você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por isso eu digo que te amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te sinto e te comparo ao meu anjo da guarda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E celebro com fulgor o prazer de ter você na minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo sem te ver, mesmo sem te tocar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te amo e prometo sempre te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-494566356188056070?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/494566356188056070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/amor-incomum.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/494566356188056070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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singular."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-1033687936957251001?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1033687936957251001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/amor-singular-e-plural.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1033687936957251001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1033687936957251001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/amor-singular-e-plural.html' title='Amor Singular e Plural'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-490629696877384570</id><published>2010-01-12T00:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:07:04.412-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>Insatisfação dos Homens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"A insatisfação dos homens começa no momento em que se faz a injustiça."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-490629696877384570?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/490629696877384570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/insatisfacao-dos-homens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/490629696877384570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/490629696877384570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/insatisfacao-dos-homens.html' title='Insatisfação dos Homens'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-4683399074370133895</id><published>2010-01-11T23:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:08:28.402-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>Inacreditável</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"É inacreditável a forma com que nos perdemos sem dar valor aos sentimentos alheios."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-4683399074370133895?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4683399074370133895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/inacreditavel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4683399074370133895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4683399074370133895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/inacreditavel.html' title='Inacreditável'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-4939860117321437017</id><published>2010-01-11T10:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:09:43.184-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>Paradigmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Precisamos quebrar os paradigmas...&lt;br /&gt;
Assim poderemos questionar os valores que estão sendo passados para nós há várias gerações."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-4939860117321437017?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4939860117321437017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/paradigmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4939860117321437017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4939860117321437017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/paradigmas.html' title='Paradigmas'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-205225802970791124</id><published>2010-01-10T23:02:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:10:08.147-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>O Simples e o Complexo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Nada é muito simples... Por trás do simples sempre há o complexo..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-205225802970791124?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/205225802970791124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-simples-e-o-complexo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/205225802970791124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/205225802970791124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-simples-e-o-complexo.html' title='O Simples e o Complexo'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-8275070648305690040</id><published>2010-01-09T20:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:10:34.513-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>Governo e Divindade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Até quando o Estado se julgará o grande Deus?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-8275070648305690040?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8275070648305690040/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/governo-e-divindade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8275070648305690040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8275070648305690040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/governo-e-divindade.html' title='Governo e Divindade'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-7937130223558405741</id><published>2010-01-09T20:07:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:11:48.865-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>Uma Simples Resposta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Certa vez me perguntaram quem eu sou.&lt;br /&gt;
Simplesmente respondi:&lt;br /&gt;
Mesmo que eu traduzisse com mil palavras haveria discórdia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O julgamento é seu..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-7937130223558405741?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7937130223558405741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/uma-simples-resposta.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/7937130223558405741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/7937130223558405741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/uma-simples-resposta.html' title='Uma Simples Resposta'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-1148330015319611659</id><published>2010-01-09T20:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:12:22.114-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases Ao Acaso'/><title type='text'>Ame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ame a natureza... Ame loucamente a natureza..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-1148330015319611659?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1148330015319611659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/ame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1148330015319611659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1148330015319611659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/ame.html' title='Ame'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-4540367940095455407</id><published>2009-12-29T00:50:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:58:14.504-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Nosce te ipsum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Conhece-te a ti mesmo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sim, é possível desbravar o teu próprio interior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Numa busca cética do inimaginável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Saber das tuas fraquezas e fortalezas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Saber só pelo prazer insaciável do saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E finalmente saber que nada se sabe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-4540367940095455407?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4540367940095455407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/nosce-te-ipsum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4540367940095455407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4540367940095455407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/nosce-te-ipsum.html' title='Nosce te ipsum'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-4949110966846079269</id><published>2009-12-28T09:11:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:57:43.520-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Pobre Homem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pobre homem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nem sequer chorou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Talvez pelo orgulho de ser...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Talvez pelo orgulho de provar ao mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Que sempre foi aquele:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Incontestável, impecável e sem fracassos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-4949110966846079269?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4949110966846079269/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/pobre-homem.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4949110966846079269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/4949110966846079269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/pobre-homem.html' title='Pobre Homem'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-5452831059990243534</id><published>2009-12-28T08:43:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:57:19.837-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Tormento e Desventura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E assim, no fim da vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Descaso e desilusão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tormento e desventura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No silêncio da escuridão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Há lembranças vazias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Há nostalgia e desespero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Solidão sorrateira,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vêm as lágrimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E trazem tristeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Será que volta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Será alimento pro meu pranto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já não faço previsões!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas suspiro a tua presença&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No vazio do infinito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assim, no fim da vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-5452831059990243534?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5452831059990243534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/tormento-e-desventura_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/5452831059990243534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/5452831059990243534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/tormento-e-desventura_28.html' title='Tormento e Desventura'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-2023208613063574410</id><published>2009-12-28T08:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:56:54.856-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>A Dialética Eterna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tudo nessa vida parece simples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Até mesmo o próprio viver parece simples,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Como se fosse apenas nascer, crescer, reproduzir e morrer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E assim vamos seguindo à risca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O velho círculo vicioso que domina nossas vidas há tempos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E de tanto seguir à risca, muitos não perdem o medo de arriscar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mas isso depende de quem tu és...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Afinal de contas, quem tu és???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Talvez o sol para alguns ou a lua para os outros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O sim ou então o não,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A heresia ou o perdão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O ódio e ou amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E nesse dualismo vivemos a dialética eterna...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-2023208613063574410?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2023208613063574410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/dialetica-eterna_28.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/2023208613063574410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/2023208613063574410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/dialetica-eterna_28.html' title='A Dialética Eterna'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-2871413677422631813</id><published>2009-12-28T08:29:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:56:38.021-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Eternos Pássaros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E se a busca pela santidade for em vão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Os dogmas serão quebrados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Esqueceremos de um passado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tudo será por demais ultrapassado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Seremos eternos pássaros...&lt;/span&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/3712726935029652456-2871413677422631813?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-8684367507124691847</id><published>2009-12-28T08:29:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:55:12.618-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Simbiose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A sinergia do corpo em prol da existência,&lt;br /&gt;
A existência que mata pelo parasitismo que se espalha.&lt;br /&gt;
Atravessar o céu, ir além do limite,&lt;br /&gt;
Pra tentar encontrar a simbiose mais perfeita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-8684367507124691847?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8684367507124691847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/simbiose_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8684367507124691847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/8684367507124691847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/simbiose_28.html' title='Simbiose'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-6295788360861149803</id><published>2009-12-28T08:27:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:54:54.643-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Caminhos Perdidos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mais um dia tão óbvio&lt;br /&gt;
À margem de tudo que me consome.&lt;br /&gt;
Sinto falta de muitas coisas&lt;br /&gt;
Que se perderam no tempo.&lt;br /&gt;
Sinto falta dos raros momentos,&lt;br /&gt;
Os quais deixaram a sensação&lt;br /&gt;
De serem os únicos que valeram a pena...&lt;br /&gt;
Se eu soubesse por onde voltar...&lt;br /&gt;
Se não estivesse tão distante...&lt;br /&gt;
Faço do acaso o meu destino,&lt;br /&gt;
Deixo uma doce brisa me levar.&lt;br /&gt;
Caminhos perdidos, esperança perdida.&lt;br /&gt;
Onde está a vontade de viver essa vida???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-6295788360861149803?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6295788360861149803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/caminhos-perdidos_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/6295788360861149803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/6295788360861149803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/caminhos-perdidos_28.html' title='Caminhos Perdidos'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-1200393561575184730</id><published>2009-12-28T08:11:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T16:53:40.714-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Vai Com Deus (Seja Livre e Viva Por Toda a Eternidade)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Minhas conquistas&lt;br /&gt;
Não vão superar&lt;br /&gt;
O que a vida tirou de mim.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O mundo perdeu a cor,&lt;br /&gt;
O mundo tornou-se dor,&lt;br /&gt;
O mundo meu parou,&lt;br /&gt;
O mundo é nada agora&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mas se um dia eu voltar&lt;br /&gt;
A derramar uma lágrima,&lt;br /&gt;
Saiba que será pela alegria&lt;br /&gt;
De estar junto à ti.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Quando a bonança chegar,&lt;br /&gt;
Talvez o sol possa brilhar mais lindo...&lt;br /&gt;
Vou apreciar a luz que vi brilhar no olhos teus&lt;br /&gt;
Nem que seja A última vez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-1200393561575184730?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1200393561575184730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/vai-com-deus-seja-livre-e-viva-por-toda_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1200393561575184730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1200393561575184730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/vai-com-deus-seja-livre-e-viva-por-toda_28.html' title='Vai 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mudanças dolorosas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As vezes mudanças prazerosas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Na maioria das vezes as duas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-7347845163682187865?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7347845163682187865/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/metamorfose_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/7347845163682187865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/7347845163682187865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/metamorfose_28.html' title='Metamorfose'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-1861470569950833671</id><published>2009-12-28T03:13:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:53:37.673-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>A Vida e as Pessoas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A vida, como ela é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As pessoas, como elas são?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A vida, início, meio e fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As pessoas, um julgamento vão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-1861470569950833671?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1861470569950833671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/vida-e-as-pessoas_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1861470569950833671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/1861470569950833671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/vida-e-as-pessoas_28.html' title='A Vida e as Pessoas'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-622475834170956776</id><published>2009-12-28T02:53:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T16:20:11.491-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Sobre o Mito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Descubra o que ainda não descobriram,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Quebre essas correntes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Veja algo mais que essas sombras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Vá em direção ao feixe de luz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Está tudo tão turvo agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Falta pouco para a verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;É o Sol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Veja a fonte da vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Agora volte e conte aos outros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Eles precisam saber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712726935029652456-622475834170956776?l=agb2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/feeds/622475834170956776/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/sobre-o-mito_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/622475834170956776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712726935029652456/posts/default/622475834170956776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agb2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/sobre-o-mito_28.html' title='Sobre o Mito'/><author><name>Jards Rangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682145402679032446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ue13gfK05aE/SzGTXjISsyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7aoR8E3qq_8/S220/Recorte+04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712726935029652456.post-3658212823139526647</id><published>2009-12-28T01:25:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:52:47.383-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Poeta'/><title type='text'>Grito e Luto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Grito Pela Dor Que Sinto,&lt;br /&gt;
Grito Pela Dor Que Finjo,&lt;br /&gt;
Grito Sem Querer Gritar,&lt;br /&gt;
Grito Pra Te Fazer Lutar...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Luto Pelo Sentir,&lt;br /&gt;
Luto Pelo Fingir,&lt;br /&gt;
Luto Pelo Lutar,&lt;br /&gt;
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