<?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-953879684404438340</id><updated>2012-02-05T15:20:52.930-08:00</updated><category term='Dicionário'/><category term='perceba'/><category term='Vozes Femininas Morrison'/><category term='clarividência'/><category term='Nós Morrison Rodrigo Tamires Will'/><category term='namoro'/><category term='Amizade'/><category term='Vó Maria Adota Eu Criançada Ranhenta Fails'/><category term='relacionamento sério.'/><category term='Douglas Morrison'/><category term='desabafo'/><category term='devaneio'/><category term='TAMIRES SAPATAM'/><category term='paixão'/><category term='Xirê dos Orixás'/><category term='Paula Toller Grand&apos;Hotel'/><category term='premonição'/><category term='definição'/><category term='ajude-se'/><category term='BEIJOS'/><category term='Ano novo novo ano'/><category term='prostituição músicas headache'/><category term='medo'/><category term='q'/><category term='opinião'/><category term='deja vu'/><category term='tsunami'/><category term='futuro'/><title type='text'>Idéias regadas à queijo e vinho</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tamires Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14066098369934612204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TLXX9P3YCSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/r2ZuoFjAtxI/S220/Eu.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-2001648922180399435</id><published>2011-06-27T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T22:17:03.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlfcf7KW374/Tgli_XGk1bI/AAAAAAAAACI/FqEjGiMrh8o/s1600/post.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlfcf7KW374/Tgli_XGk1bI/AAAAAAAAACI/FqEjGiMrh8o/s400/post.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623134450421650866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Táh! eu tava debaixo do pé de arvori e ele passou por mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;ops... história errada! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " &gt;Esse cara é chato pra caramba! muuuito fresco, fica enchendo o saco, dá piti por ai! grita como um louco... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quem vê pensa né? a gente sabe que ele é chato, mas continua gostando dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; 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line-height: normal; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " &gt;Valeu sr. @rooqw ^^ - Feliz Aniversário =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-themecolor:text1;mso-fareast-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-themecolor:text1;mso-fareast-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-2001648922180399435?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/2001648922180399435/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2001648922180399435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2001648922180399435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Willo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16623270461278643647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KRTqmpHIAGw/TLb9ADcrbVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JuRayVGo30/S220/willooo+vector.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlfcf7KW374/Tgli_XGk1bI/AAAAAAAAACI/FqEjGiMrh8o/s72-c/post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-8470432825801617574</id><published>2011-05-03T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T05:51:06.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assunto: Festa de Natal</title><content type='html'>Patrícia Gomes - Diretora de RH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comunicado à todos os funcionários.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01/12&lt;br /&gt;Assunto: Festa de Natal.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho o prazer de informar que a Festa de Natal da empresa se dará no dia 23/12, com início ao meio-dia, no salão de festas privativo da Churrascaria Grill. O bar estará aberto com várias opções de bebidas. Teremos uma pequena banda tocando músicas tradicionais de Natal... Sinta-se à vontade para juntar-se ao grupo e cantar! A Árvore de Natal terá suas luzes acesas às 13h00.&lt;br /&gt;A troca de presentes do amigo secreto pode ser feita à qualquer momento, entretanto, nenhum presente deverá exceder o valor de R$ 20,00, a fim de facilitar as escolhas e adequar os gastos à todos os bolsos.&lt;br /&gt;Boas festas para vocês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Att. Patrícia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-x-x-x-x-x-x-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02/12&lt;br /&gt;Assunto: Festa de Natal&lt;br /&gt;De modo algum o nosso memorando de 01/12 pretendeu excluir nossos funcionários judeus! Reconhecemos que o&amp;nbsp;Chanukah é um feriado importante e costuma coincidir com o Natal, mas isso não acontecerá esse ano. De qualquer maneira passaremos a chamar nossa confraternização de "Festa de Fim de Ano".&lt;br /&gt;A mesma política se aplica a funcionários que não sejam cristãos e àqueles que ainda celebram o Dia da Reconciliação.&lt;br /&gt;Não haverá Árvore de Natal.&lt;br /&gt;Nada de canções nem coral.&lt;br /&gt;Teremos outros tipos de música para o entretenimento.&lt;br /&gt;Felizes agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Att. Patrícia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-x-x-x-x-x-x-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03/12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assunto: Festa de Natal/Festa de Fim de Ano&lt;br /&gt;Com relação à um bilhete que recebi de um A.A. solicitando uma mesa reservada para os que não bebem álcool... Você não assinou o seu nome! Fico muito feliz em atender seu pedido,mas se eu puser uma placa na mesa "Exclusivo para A.A.", vocês não serão mais anônimos... Como faço então?&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma troca de presentes será permitida, uma vez que os membros do sindicato acham R$ 20,00 muito dinheiro e os executivos acham R$ 20,00 muito pouco para presentes.&lt;br /&gt;NENHUMA TROCA DE PRESENTE SERÁ PERMITIDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Att. Patrícia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-x-x-x-x-x-x-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04/12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assunto:&amp;nbsp;Festa de Natal/Festa de Fim de Ano&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sabia que 20/12 começa o mês sagrado do Ramadan para os muçulmanos, que proíbe comer e beber durante as horas do dia. Talvez a churrascaria possa adiar o buffet para o fim do dia - ou embalar tudo para que vocês levem para suas casas nas marmitas. O que acham disso?&lt;br /&gt;Novidades: Nesse meio tempo, consegui que os Vigilantes de Peso sentem o mais longe das sobremesas, grávidas o mais próximo possível dos banheiros, assentos mais altos para pessoas baixas e comidas de baixa calorias para pessoas em dieta. Não podemos controlar a quantidade de sal, ou seja, pessoas com pressão alta deverão experimentar a comida antes.&lt;br /&gt;Há frutas frescas para sobremesa para pessoas diabéticas pois o restaurante não possui sobremesas sem açúcar.&lt;br /&gt;Profundas desculpas!&lt;br /&gt;Esqueci de mais alguma coisa?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Att. Patrícia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-x-x-x-x-x-x-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08/12&lt;br /&gt;Festa de Natal do CARALHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetarianos?! Sim, só agora vocês tinham que dar a sua opinião e reclamar de alguma coisa! Nós manteremos o lugar na Churrascaria Grill sim senhores, pois há cinco dias ninguém se importou com isso e se alguém não gostar, foda-se! Então, como alternativa, seus putos, vocês podem se sentar bem quietos na mesa mais distante da "Churrasqueira da Morte" - como vocês se referem de forma depreciativa ao utensílio. E vocês terão, sim, sua mesa de salada, com tomates hidropônicos da casa do caralho &amp;amp; arrozinho grudento para comer com pauzinho.&lt;br /&gt;Àqueles que, naturalmente, ainda não gostaram, podem enfiar tudo no CU!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, espero que vocês tenham uma bosta de fim de ano! E que dirijam muito, muito bêbados e morram todos, todinhos esturricados por aí!&lt;br /&gt;Escutaram?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Att. A VACA, diretamente da Puta que Os Pariu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-x-x-x-x-x-x-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/12 - Dr. Mendez - Dir de RH (Interino)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assunto: Patrícia Gomes e a Festa de Fim de Ano&lt;br /&gt;Tenho certeza que falo por todos desejando à Patrícia uma rápida reestabilização da sua crise de estresse. Por conta disso, a diretoria resolveu cancelar a Festa de Fim de Ano e dar folga remunerada à todos na tarde de 23/12.&lt;br /&gt;Boas festas.&lt;br /&gt;Att. Jonas Mendez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-x-x-x-x-x-x-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-8470432825801617574?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/8470432825801617574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/05/assunto-festa-de-natal.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/8470432825801617574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/8470432825801617574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/05/assunto-festa-de-natal.html' title='Assunto: Festa de Natal'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-8052364460062662499</id><published>2011-04-04T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T17:12:51.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funk do Mortal Kombat</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VV2y21GjZ8E?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você teve infância com Super Nintendo igual a mim.. vai dar MUITA RISADA!! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(via @naosalvo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-8052364460062662499?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/8052364460062662499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/04/funk-do-mortal-kombat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/8052364460062662499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/8052364460062662499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/04/funk-do-mortal-kombat.html' title='Funk do Mortal Kombat'/><author><name>Willo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16623270461278643647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KRTqmpHIAGw/TLb9ADcrbVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JuRayVGo30/S220/willooo+vector.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VV2y21GjZ8E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-6428117153679737918</id><published>2011-04-01T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T09:37:08.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>São os manobristas de homens</title><content type='html'>Ninguém controla o mundo, e&amp;nbsp;proteja&amp;nbsp;o "gatuno" do tribunal surdo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-6428117153679737918?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/6428117153679737918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/04/sao-os-manobristas-de-homens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6428117153679737918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6428117153679737918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/04/sao-os-manobristas-de-homens.html' title='São os manobristas de homens'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-6653700931292622641</id><published>2011-03-20T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T14:11:07.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A beleza é uma ilusão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6R2JUuoLdOs/TYZsVYvzH5I/AAAAAAAAABo/chiPLVKZlJs/s1600/grandma%2Btratada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 548px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98QD7aQFA80/TYAIYqQhZmI/AAAAAAAAABY/4BDjyzzXLxU/s200/caveira.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584472757692884578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Até hoje eu me perguntava como era possível... como os médiuns de Umbanda tem uma relação tão estreita com os exús? se para mim eles pareciam tão... "não amigáveis"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, se você for novo na Umbanda assim como eu, logo descobrirá que uma das maiores forças existentes é a gratidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . Meu mundinho de ilusões desmoronou, mas eu estava de pé para segurar-me e segurar a quem amo. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito Obrigado!&lt;br /&gt;Laroiê!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-2972460495505832250?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/2972460495505832250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/03/tata-caveira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2972460495505832250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2972460495505832250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/03/tata-caveira.html' title='Tatá Caveira'/><author><name>Willo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16623270461278643647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KRTqmpHIAGw/TLb9ADcrbVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JuRayVGo30/S220/willooo+vector.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98QD7aQFA80/TYAIYqQhZmI/AAAAAAAAABY/4BDjyzzXLxU/s72-c/caveira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-6243164776044344578</id><published>2011-03-15T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T11:02:42.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tsunami'/><title type='text'>Violência</title><content type='html'>Pra que tanta falta de afeto? De onde vem essa fúria que consome à tudo e à todos por onde passa?&lt;br /&gt;Por um momento chego a acreditar que estamos presos e sangrando em nossa própria armadilha... Mas quem pode dizer que isso não seja verdade?!&lt;br /&gt;O que gera tamanha violência? Tanta força?&lt;br /&gt;Me faz querer chorar... A que ponto chegamos a ponto para sermos castigados dessa forma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Esse post, mesmo pequeno comparado à imensidão da dor, foi feito em homenagem às vítimas não só deste tsunami, mas também do tsunami de 2004 e outras catástrofes que 'assassinaram' muitos inocentes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Que todos eles alcancem a iluminação e se encontrem com o Seu Deus, mesmo sendo o mesmo Deus de todos nós...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Que todos eles estejam em paz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://h.imguol.com/1103/13tsunami520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://h.imguol.com/1103/13tsunami520.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-6243164776044344578?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/6243164776044344578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/03/violencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6243164776044344578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6243164776044344578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/03/violencia.html' title='Violência'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-2174256450037694467</id><published>2011-02-28T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T05:18:30.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vozes Femininas Morrison'/><title type='text'>As vozes femininas</title><content type='html'>Depois dos&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;sucessos estrondosos dos&lt;/s&gt; dois últimos posts sobre vozes femininas, resolvi listar outras vozes que me fazem vibrar...&lt;br /&gt;Obs.: A Ordem dos fatores não altera o resultado &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;- durma com essa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVtd8SFV738/TGntrTAtH3I/AAAAAAAAAVY/PraxSHx25KA/s320/bjork.jpeg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Björk - Vibrante, sensual, insana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/500/8919431/Amanda+Palmer.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Palmer - Explícita, sexual, intensa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/2316786/Amy+Winehouse+x_winehouse_9891.gif" width="212" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy Winehouse - Impressionante, marcante, insensata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.supermusic.sk/obrazky/2574155_Pnk.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P!nk - Voz rouca, opinião, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://rockandroll.zip.net/images/simone.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simone Simons - Estonteante, mezzo-soprano, duos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.wikimusicguide.com/images/2/2f/Enya.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enya - Suavidade, feminilidade, mágica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.freemyspacelayouts.ca/import/graphics/Amy_Lee/Amy_Lee_0006.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy Lee - Forte, doce, melancólica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://linahard.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/news_3266_b1.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loreena McKennitt - Hipnotizante, reflexiva, medieval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, e eu também gostaria de saber... Quais as vozes que te fazem bem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-2174256450037694467?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/2174256450037694467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/02/as-vozes-femininas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2174256450037694467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2174256450037694467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/02/as-vozes-femininas.html' title='As vozes femininas'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVtd8SFV738/TGntrTAtH3I/AAAAAAAAAVY/PraxSHx25KA/s72-c/bjork.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-1338485216353472897</id><published>2011-02-25T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T05:21:49.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loreena McKennitt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Mystic's Dream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.musicaldiscoveries.com/images/loreena2007d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Baixem essa música, sério. Dá arrepios de tão boa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;http://migre.me/3WP2N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-1338485216353472897?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/1338485216353472897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/02/loreena-mckennitt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/1338485216353472897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/1338485216353472897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/02/loreena-mckennitt.html' title='Loreena McKennitt'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-3596075505711285978</id><published>2011-02-24T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T05:54:23.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paula Toller Grand&apos;Hotel'/><title type='text'>Paula Toller</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://oglobo.globo.com/fotos/2007/07/01/01_MVG_toller1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://oglobo.globo.com/fotos/2007/07/01/01_MVG_toller1.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"O nosso amor se transformou em bom-dia..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Grand'Hotel, &amp;nbsp;Anos 90.&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/953879684404438340-3596075505711285978?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/3596075505711285978/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/02/paula-toller.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/3596075505711285978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/3596075505711285978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/02/paula-toller.html' title='Paula Toller'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-2187610612724591193</id><published>2011-02-03T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T07:54:28.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perceba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ajude-se'/><title type='text'>EI! VOCÊ MESMO! PRESTE ATENÇÃO</title><content type='html'>Quanto mais cedo você perceber que o pior sentimento do mundo... não é a tristeza, nem a solidão, nem a raiva, nem a mágoa, ... quanto mais cedo você perceber, que o pior de TODOS ELES.. é o MEDO.. bom, menos estrago você fará na sua vida e na vida dos outros ao seu redor... NÃO SE RENDA AO MEDO! .... Isso nunca trás boas coisas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-2187610612724591193?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/2187610612724591193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/02/ei-voce-mesmo-preste-atencao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2187610612724591193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2187610612724591193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/02/ei-voce-mesmo-preste-atencao.html' title='EI! VOCÊ MESMO! PRESTE ATENÇÃO'/><author><name>Willo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16623270461278643647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KRTqmpHIAGw/TLb9ADcrbVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JuRayVGo30/S220/willooo+vector.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-1099985385121129195</id><published>2011-01-24T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T09:27:29.407-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vó Maria Adota Eu Criançada Ranhenta Fails'/><title type='text'>Fim de semana com a Vó Maria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Entrem na campanha &lt;b&gt;"Vó Maria - Adota eu!"&lt;/b&gt; e concorra à um fim de semana completo com a Vó Maria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O fim de semana inclui café da manhã, almoço, café da tarde, janta nem pensar, muitos palavrões, alguns tapinhas e ameaças de pegadas na pistolinha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E se você for um bom neto, pode ganhar um passeio pelo quarteirão!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Venha você também!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Confira abaixo o vídeo dos últimos ganhadores do sorteio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BJYCp8I9qUs"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BJYCp8I9qUs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Para participar preencha os campos e envie nos comentários, o ganhador será sorteado no dia 25 de Fevereiro de 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;SORTEIO DE UM FIM DE SEMANA COM A NONNA MARIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nome: __________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Idade: _______ Telefone: (___) _______-_______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sexo: Masculino ( &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;) / Feminino ( &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;) / Melho a Melho ( &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Por que você deve ganhar um fim de semana com a Nonna Maria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Participe você também!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-1099985385121129195?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/1099985385121129195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/01/fim-de-semana-com-vo-maria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/1099985385121129195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/1099985385121129195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/01/fim-de-semana-com-vo-maria.html' title='Fim de semana com a Vó Maria'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-1621223332408257158</id><published>2011-01-16T13:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T13:58:40.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='q'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;EEEI !!111!11!ONZE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ngm vai postar nada nesse blog não ? UAHSUAHS -q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grato&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-1621223332408257158?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/1621223332408257158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/01/eeei-11111onze-ngm-vai-postar-nada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/1621223332408257158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/1621223332408257158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/01/eeei-11111onze-ngm-vai-postar-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753384638676624400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2L2XscbHDs8/TLSOsflWGAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hSSc_neyNOQ/S220/548765484.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-6385722294889573662</id><published>2011-01-03T02:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T02:41:47.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo ano</title><content type='html'>Vida que renova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E lá vamos nós..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-6385722294889573662?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/6385722294889573662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/01/novo-ano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6385722294889573662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6385722294889573662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2011/01/novo-ano.html' title='Novo ano'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-5949715031937083447</id><published>2010-12-23T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T10:38:13.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ano novo novo ano'/><title type='text'>Fim de ano...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;... E as coisas terminam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje, eu, Sr. Morrison, saio de férias e espero encontrar vocês nesse próximo ano, porque não quero ver cara de computador nenhum nas minhas férias! ¬¬ (AHAM!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Antes de toda a palhaçada, antes de toda a piada, antes de toda a despedida, eu queria desejar à todo mundo aquilo que já estamos cansados de ouvir, mas que há tempos não paramos para pensar no sentido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Um bom natal, e um ótimo ano novo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fica certo à quem decidir isso? O 'desejar' das pessoas não seria apenas uma maneira de nos alertar de que esses votos dependem exclusivamente de nós? Não deveríamos nós, seres com raciocínio, entender que se cumprirmos os votos e desejarmos o mesmo, os outros nos usarão de exemplo? Não que mereçamos sê-lo, mas um se inspira no outro e isso é fato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Então, farei diferente esse ano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O que vocês acham de começarmos à ter moral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;De sermos mais educados com nossos pais?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vamos economizar dinheiro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Que tal sair e se divertir com amigos, sem ressentimentos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vamos, pelo menos, tentar sermos pessoas melhores?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vamos, pessoal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um grande e caloroso abraço, um beijão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vejo vocês no próximo ano - Boas festas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Semente plantada, flor regada, fruta adoçicada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-5949715031937083447?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/5949715031937083447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/12/fim-de-ano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/5949715031937083447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/5949715031937083447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/12/fim-de-ano.html' title='Fim de ano...'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-635641344376408399</id><published>2010-12-11T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T02:46:22.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEZ E OITO</title><content type='html'>Em uma bela noite estrelada, no inicio do mês de Dezembro, numa quente e escura cidade da região metropolitana de São Paulo, um bela senhora, com seus 30 e poucos anos, caminha desesperada, subindo uma rua, em direção à um hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em um dos braços segura bolsas pesadas, cheias de roupas e utensílios, e com a outra mão segura com carinho, a própria barriga, com esta mão pede para seu filho: "espere Willian, espere mais um pouco".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em suas preces diárias, desde o dia em que soube que estava grávida, esta mulher pedia, para que este menino fosse um boa pessoa,  para que ele não lhe desse trabalho, que preferisse ficar em casa à sair com as más companias, que não se envolvesse com coisas ruins, e que, sobretudo, tivesse juízo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embora esteja nervosa, como toda mãe prestes a dar a luz, ela já tem a experiência de 3 filhos, o que, com certeza, vale alguma coisa, e em sua caminhada dolorida, continua suas preces, continua com a esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de 3 filhos, você aprende algumas lições, essa senhora, até agora, pensa que filhos devem ser levados em rédeas curtas, com todo o zelo possível, afinal, são bombas-relógio, prestes a explodir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas este será diferente, ela reza pra que seja, e será, este filho, ensinará a esta mulher, que cada indivíduo na terra, por mais que sofra uma educação, por mais que seja afetado pelas coisas ao seu redor, cada indivíduo nasce com uma alma, e cada alma, se comporta de uma maneira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E algumas horas depois, lá estava ela, pela quarta vez em sua vida, na sala de parto, sentiu a dor aguda da agulha entrando pelas costas, a injeção anestésica, e logo dormiu, ainda pedindo, ainda rezando, para que a criança que estava chegando chegasse bem, e que acima de tudo, fosse feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim foi... as três horas e quarenta minutos da madrugada do dia onze de dezembro de mil novecentos e noventa e dois (3:40 de 11/12/1992) nasceu oficialmente para o mundo: Willian Welbert da Silva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E depois de ensinar a seus pais que cada alma é uma alma, esse garoto cresceu, sofreu, amou cada amor como se fosse o único e o último, adorou cada amizade como se fossem eternas, ainda adora, e, principalmente, este garoto aprendeu, aprendeu a ser quem é, a tornar-se corajoso quando necessário, a esquivar-se dos perigos das palavras, a aproveitar a vida. Mas não se engane caro leitor, essa história não acaba aqui, ela ainda tem um caminho longo pela frente... este garoto ainda precisa aprender muito. Mas esse texto existe aqui por um motivo, hoje, este garoto faz 18 anos de vida, este garoto é hoje, oficialmente, um homem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-635641344376408399?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/635641344376408399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/12/dez-e-oito.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/635641344376408399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/635641344376408399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/12/dez-e-oito.html' title='DEZ E OITO'/><author><name>Willo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16623270461278643647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KRTqmpHIAGw/TLb9ADcrbVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JuRayVGo30/S220/willooo+vector.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-598973269218514035</id><published>2010-12-09T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T07:37:30.252-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='namoro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relacionamento sério.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paixão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='definição'/><title type='text'>na-mo-rar</title><content type='html'>v.t.d. 1. Procurar inspirar amor a; cortejar, requestar. 2. manter relação de namoro com. 3.cobiçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dicionário Aurélio-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, o aurélio que me desculpe, mas isso não é namorar, ou melhor, não é SÓ isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro de tudo, deveria ter ali um : "vide paixão" ... porque na minha opinião esses dois conceitos não podem andar separados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me chame de romântico clichê se você quiser, mas eu não consigo imaginar um namoro plenamente feliz, em que uma das duas partes não está apaixonada pela outra, é simplesmente inconcebível. Não faz sentido!(felipe neto? xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim eu estou deixando o que eu sinto se intrometer no conceito, mas que se foda! isso é um post de opinião! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim, namoro deveria ser comparado a uma conexão, uma ligação entre dois indivíduos, sintonia perfeita! Caso contrário, não me parece algo muito feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você pode dar uma de troll e comentar: "Mas você tá começando o namoro agora, você vai ver daqui a alguns meses, vai achar sua vida um inferno!" ... Bom, eu não sou o dono da verdade, muito menos do futuro ou do destino, talvez você até esteja certo, mas se é mesmo assim, você concordará com pelo menos uma das afirmativas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O casal não estava na mesma sintonia, mesmo que pensasse estar;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A relação não está exatamente na fase da "felicidade plena" que eu citei ali em cima ^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então não me admira que esteja um inferno mesmo ... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltando ao conceito... namorar é estar apaixonado de tal forma por alguém, que falar por 2 ou 3 horas não é o suficiente, e parece apenas 5 minutos. Namorar é carregar um anel no dedo anelar com orgulho! e ter vontade de mostrar pra todo mundo! Namorar é querer estar junto sempre, morrer de saudades, mesmo tendo visto o outro a poucas horas atrás, namorar é ... o máximo ... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas como eu já disse, não sou o dono da verdade, então é o seguinte, você que está lendo este post está intimado a comentar aqui embaixo, e dizer o que você realmente pensa do namoro, o motivo pelo qual você namoraria sério ou não, e tudo o mais que você quiser falar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então vai lá... é só clicar! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-598973269218514035?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/598973269218514035/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/12/na-mo-rar-v.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/598973269218514035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/598973269218514035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/12/na-mo-rar-v.html' title='na-mo-rar'/><author><name>Willo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16623270461278643647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KRTqmpHIAGw/TLb9ADcrbVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JuRayVGo30/S220/willooo+vector.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-6821272625456158872</id><published>2010-12-08T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T02:56:46.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concebidos Ventre Mesmo</title><content type='html'>"Um dia vieram e levaram o meu vizinho que era judeu e eu não me incomodei.&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte vieram e levaram meu outro vizinho que era comunista, mas como eu não sou comunista, eu não me importei.&lt;br /&gt;No terceiro dia, vieram e levaram o meu vizinho católico, e eu nem ao menos me incomodei.&lt;br /&gt;No quarto dia, vieram e me levaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já não havia mais ninguém para reclamar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Martin Lemonnier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-6821272625456158872?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/6821272625456158872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/12/concebidos-ventre-mesmo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6821272625456158872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6821272625456158872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/12/concebidos-ventre-mesmo.html' title='Concebidos Ventre Mesmo'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-2736836092533989984</id><published>2010-12-03T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T11:27:50.604-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizade'/><title type='text'>Sentido</title><content type='html'>Não sei dizer, mas essas coisas saem quando o meu cérebro resolve trabalhar a mil por hora...&lt;div&gt;Que sentido faz a amizade na vida de alguém?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque A é seu amigo mas o B não é, sendo que A e B são amigos. Qual o sentido de tudo isso?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qual a explicação?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque eu tenho amigos, de onde eles vieram, por que nos gostamos, por que apreciamos a companhia, por que, por que, por que... Tantos por ques que nem sei de onde partir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E indo mais profundamente, se pensarmos bem, há quanto tempo estamos ao lado uns dos outros?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que houve conosco em reencarnações passadas que marcaram nosso espírito tão profundamente..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que marca é essa que instintivamente nós reconhecemos uns nos outros?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fomos, talvez, soldados lutando lado a lado numa guerra?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Negros, arrancados de suas terras, trazidos juntos no mesmo navio negreiro?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fomos irmãos, filhos orfãos, separados dentro de um orfanato?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nunca saberemos - minto - saberemos no dia do desencarne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas é uma questão linda, profunda... Que marca é essa? Que energia é essa que nossos espíritos emanam aos nossos amigos, e vice-versa, que nos atraem como doce aroma das flores no verão..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-2736836092533989984?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/2736836092533989984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/12/sentido.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2736836092533989984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2736836092533989984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/12/sentido.html' title='Sentido'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-3996502889365461715</id><published>2010-11-26T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T02:46:01.757-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nós Morrison Rodrigo Tamires Will'/><title type='text'>E os autores somo nózes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TO-Pi20tE1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/LKn4vw3M6_0/s1600/podre001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TO-Pi20tE1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/LKn4vw3M6_0/s640/podre001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Composição bem podre, eu sei.&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/953879684404438340-3996502889365461715?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/3996502889365461715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-os-autores-somo-nozes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/3996502889365461715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/3996502889365461715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-os-autores-somo-nozes.html' title='E os autores somo nózes...'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TO-Pi20tE1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/LKn4vw3M6_0/s72-c/podre001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-7679143395099972668</id><published>2010-11-20T03:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T07:20:05.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DETOX</title><content type='html'>COMOASSIM???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe, depois de algum tempo, você já se torturou TANTO... &lt;br /&gt;Teve TANTOS sonhos irrealizáveis, tantas frustações e impossibilidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que você simplesmente se cansa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de repente toda aquela angústia que parecia irremediável se vai... &lt;br /&gt;porque já não é mais a coisa MAIS IMPORTANTE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;será que o feitiço se quebrou?&lt;br /&gt;será que você está em processo de desintoxicação?&lt;br /&gt;onde está aquela agonia que te atormentava?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ela sumiu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ela some???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não era pra ser eternamente torturante?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu rezo pra que os Deuses me ajudem, mas, será que estou livre disso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu QUERO estar livre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim, é libertador! ... mas também é solitário, é como morar sozinho, se libertar das raizes! será?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é só um passo à frente em relação à amizade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A solidão é só um efeito colateral da liberdade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-edit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como são sábios, não?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e tem gente que não acredita em destino... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-7679143395099972668?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/7679143395099972668/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/detox.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/7679143395099972668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/7679143395099972668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/detox.html' title='DETOX'/><author><name>Willo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16623270461278643647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KRTqmpHIAGw/TLb9ADcrbVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JuRayVGo30/S220/willooo+vector.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-8296297003591140010</id><published>2010-11-16T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:53:09.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to you s2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last night I had a dream about you, in this dream I'm dancing right beside you..&lt;br /&gt;And it looked like everyone was having fun, a kind of feeling I've waited so long!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't stop come a little closer... as we jam the rythm gets stronger. There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun, we were dancing all night long.. ♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The time is right to put my arms around you, you're feeling mine, you wrap your arms around too.. but suddenly I feel the shining sun, before I knew it this dream was all gone :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooh I don't know what to do, about this dream and you. I really wish this dream comes true ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2L2XscbHDs8/TOM1LVMQUUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/T2XK2pqcpo8/s1600/love_by_darunia_art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2L2XscbHDs8/TOM1LVMQUUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/T2XK2pqcpo8/s320/love_by_darunia_art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540330435379220802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-8296297003591140010?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/8296297003591140010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-you-s2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/8296297003591140010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/8296297003591140010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-you-s2.html' title='to you s2'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753384638676624400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2L2XscbHDs8/TLSOsflWGAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hSSc_neyNOQ/S220/548765484.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2L2XscbHDs8/TOM1LVMQUUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/T2XK2pqcpo8/s72-c/love_by_darunia_art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-4534712366445061602</id><published>2010-11-14T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T02:42:53.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E o raio do sol...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TOCnFHcxGzI/AAAAAAAAALA/gGqLvhxeEgs/s1600/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TOCnFHcxGzI/AAAAAAAAALA/gGqLvhxeEgs/s400/DSC00131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539611248006601522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E o raio do sol invade um cenário triste e sem cor, sem ao menos pedir licença nem permissão, trazendo seu brilho e sua luz  para iluminar este mundo tão lindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E quando ele se vai, todos dormem para não sentir a sua ausência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Quando o sol achou a lua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ela estava bebendo chá em um jardim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;De baixo dos guarda-chuvas verdes das árvores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No meio do verão" (PATD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-4534712366445061602?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/4534712366445061602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-o-raio-de-sol.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/4534712366445061602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/4534712366445061602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-o-raio-de-sol.html' title='E o raio do sol...'/><author><name>Tamires Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14066098369934612204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TLXX9P3YCSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/r2ZuoFjAtxI/S220/Eu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TOCnFHcxGzI/AAAAAAAAALA/gGqLvhxeEgs/s72-c/DSC00131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-3531989905004655427</id><published>2010-11-12T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T18:55:27.828-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>sentimentos</title><content type='html'>e foi em meio a lembranças de uma época que comíamos gohan e quebrávamos copos alheios, uma época que a gente voltava quase três horas da manhã pra casa, sem sono nenhum, mesmo tendo que trabalhar no dia seguinte .. xeretar janela dos outros? matirde desde sempre haha'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é gente.. o tempo realmente passa. quem diria que com apenas 20 anos eu ja teria passado por tanta coisa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabe.. hoje tive uma conversa com um dos contribuintes desse blog, e ao som de músicas divas, e pensamentos profundos, percebi que a amizade que eu tenho hoje, eu tenho que guardar muito bem. ou o tempo poderia simplesmente parar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como doem essas lembranças ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - it's time to be a big girl now, and big girls.. big girls don't cry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-3531989905004655427?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/3531989905004655427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/sentimentos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/3531989905004655427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/3531989905004655427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/sentimentos.html' title='sentimentos'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753384638676624400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2L2XscbHDs8/TLSOsflWGAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hSSc_neyNOQ/S220/548765484.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-2238377335267646166</id><published>2010-11-11T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T14:39:05.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>É o seguinte...</title><content type='html'>Eu mostrarei um link à vocês... Contanto que vocês limpem o cu do meu gato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zeI8kohhKC0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zeI8kohhKC0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-2238377335267646166?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/2238377335267646166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-o-seguinte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2238377335267646166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2238377335267646166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-o-seguinte.html' title='É o seguinte...'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-5889390785419257096</id><published>2010-11-04T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T11:45:54.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quando...</title><content type='html'>quando você sentir dificuldade em respirar&lt;br /&gt;sentir um aperto no peito, sempre, que lembrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando se perguntar o por quê&lt;br /&gt;e não conseguir viver, sem "vira-e-mexe" pensar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando a FALTA superar o seu ânimo,&lt;br /&gt;Sua juventude, sua ganância, sua vontade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando se ver triste, sem fôlego,&lt;br /&gt;com medo até de imaginar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando a vida te der uma volta,&lt;br /&gt;e para se agarrar você só ter a amizade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando você se apaixonar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-5889390785419257096?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/5889390785419257096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/quando.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/5889390785419257096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/5889390785419257096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/11/quando.html' title='quando...'/><author><name>Willo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16623270461278643647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KRTqmpHIAGw/TLb9ADcrbVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JuRayVGo30/S220/willooo+vector.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-4127288595883604073</id><published>2010-10-28T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T04:48:18.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dicionário'/><title type='text'>Nosso dicionário</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nhaim!&lt;/b&gt; – Cumprimento mor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sapatam&lt;/b&gt; – Pessoa do sexo feminino que gosta de mulheres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Finhato&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Vulgo "viado". Pessoa do sexo masculino que gosta de homens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Matirde!&lt;/b&gt; – Pessoa curiosa, que quer saber de tudo que estão falando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;58!&lt;/b&gt; – Termo usado por Morrison para designar grande quantidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Mái dê tamanho!”&lt;/b&gt; – Mesma coisa que “Mas desse tamanho!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Lésbiquera&lt;/b&gt; – Vide &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Sapatam&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;JM&lt;/b&gt; – Significa um RIALTO, procurar por LOL no Google.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Monstro do Pântano&lt;/b&gt; – Usada para designar algo MUITO estranho! (Dita por Tito).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Kikikikikikikiki &lt;/b&gt;– Barulho das capivaras que pulam por cima das pontes iguais aos golfinhos (começou a viagem...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;TOPS!&lt;/b&gt; – Termo inútil usado apenas para ser adicionado ao fim de certas palavras. Termo inútil. Ex.: CasaTOPS! TamiresTOPS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Meg&lt;/b&gt; – Abreviação de Megera, designando pessoas com poder sobre você mas que você not gosta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Not&lt;/b&gt; – Usado erroneamente de propósito no lugar de “não”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Elicu&lt;/b&gt; – Usado no lugar de “Adoro!” (Para mais informações, solicite nossos MSN).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Chorei Lucky Strike! – &lt;/b&gt;Imitação barata do JM, mas com mesmo significado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Trocar X por S&lt;/b&gt; – Maneira ótema para gerar JM’s. Ex.: Ximbica &amp;gt; Simbica. Chata! &amp;gt; Sata! Bicha &amp;gt; Beessa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Trocar J por Z&lt;/b&gt; – Maneira ótema para gerar ainda mais JM’s. Ex.: Juliano &amp;gt; Zuliano. Jaspion! &amp;gt; Zaspion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Monalisa&lt;/b&gt; – Significa Magnífica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;LiMdo&lt;/b&gt; – Mesma coisa que “lindo”, mas com uma entonação MUITO grande.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Buito&lt;/b&gt; – Significa “muito”, mas com nariz trancado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Padary&lt;/b&gt; – Padaria, no nosso inglês fluente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Vosso&lt;/b&gt; – Mesma coisa que “seu”. Usado mais frequentemente por Morrison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bocet&lt;/b&gt; – Significa “você”, usado e baseado em uma música sertaneja (que faz rir muito!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ahazante! &lt;/b&gt;– Fato extraordinário.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;MorriBjs&lt;/b&gt; – Usado quando o fato é AHAZANTE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;NHÉÉÉU!&lt;/b&gt; – Onomatopéia usada quando alguém quase cai. Pode ser acrescido de “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;AI QUASE CAÍ, HAHA, ALOKA!&lt;/i&gt;”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Crelha&lt;/b&gt; – Mesma coisa de “Creia”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hermione&lt;/b&gt; – Significa um fato “safadjéénho”. Pode ser usado de várias maneiras, como:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;- &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hermione&lt;/b&gt; mandou um beijo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;- &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hermione&lt;/b&gt; é &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Matirde&lt;/i&gt; e quer saber o que você está fazendo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Colocar “H” nas palavras&lt;/b&gt; – Ex.: Lhôuco (Louco), Malhuca (Maluca), Melho (Meio).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;DIVIRTAM-SE SAPATANS E FINHATOS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-4127288595883604073?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/4127288595883604073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/nosso-dicionario.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/4127288595883604073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/4127288595883604073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/nosso-dicionario.html' title='Nosso dicionário'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-4617473961535106406</id><published>2010-10-26T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T06:33:54.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Douglas Morrison'/><title type='text'>Opiniões...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O obstetra disse: É menino!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Minha mãe dizia que eu era lindo, e agora eu me visto mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Meu pai sempre disse para eu me divertir, mas com moderação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Minha irmã sempre dizia que eu era bonitinho, mas meio retardado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Meu avô sempre fala o nome de todos os netos antes do meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Minha avó também!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os professores achavam que eu deveria estudar... Ou ser preso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O colega de sala sempre dizia que eu era louco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Minha “mãe” sempre pergunta se eu já fui tomar no rabo hoje...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O cara do bar pergunta o que eu vou beber, e eu sempre penso “Mas eu nem bebo”...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um médico já me disse “Você sabe o que é cirrose?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Melany dizia que eu era safado (sem contar o cínico, galinha e cachorro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A moça da padaria sempre me diz um ‘oi’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Meus amigos dizem que sou palhaço...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Willian Bonner sempre diz boa noite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Angelina Jolie nunca me disse nada... Antipática!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Enfim... E você, que tem a me dizer?&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/953879684404438340-4617473961535106406?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/4617473961535106406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/opinioes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/4617473961535106406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/4617473961535106406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/opinioes.html' title='Opiniões...'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-3610935170341832490</id><published>2010-10-26T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T05:01:29.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEIJOS'/><title type='text'>Caros leitores ²</title><content type='html'>é um post simples, só pra voces nao ficarem confusos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NÓS COMEMOS BOSTA. beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-3610935170341832490?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/3610935170341832490/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/caros-leitores.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/3610935170341832490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/3610935170341832490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/caros-leitores.html' title='Caros leitores ²'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753384638676624400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2L2XscbHDs8/TLSOsflWGAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hSSc_neyNOQ/S220/548765484.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-20308787165243559</id><published>2010-10-26T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T04:57:15.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caros leitores :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Você que esta lendo nosso Blog neste momento deve estar pensando; como estas pessoas são 'LHOUCAS' , mais pare e pense !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nos apenas estamos reunindo todas as besteiras que nos falamos , para que nossos amigos leitores possam entender todas as 'MALHUQUIÇES', que passarão por aqui! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Volte sempre! Se gostar claro   :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aaaa e se não gostar tbm não faz diferença :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-20308787165243559?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/20308787165243559/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/caros-leitores-p.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/20308787165243559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/20308787165243559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/caros-leitores-p.html' title='Caros leitores :p'/><author><name>Tamires Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14066098369934612204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TLXX9P3YCSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/r2ZuoFjAtxI/S220/Eu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-4836591605656900334</id><published>2010-10-20T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T15:44:37.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Q VC PRECISA SABER PARA NOS ENTENDER-PARTE 1</title><content type='html'>Pra começar, estes posts vão ter, MUITO conteúdo, afinal somos seres COMPLEXOS, #simnósZuramos - aliás, gostamos de trocar o J por Z ..kkkkk ... xD #gentelok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Primeiro, preconceitos estão fora do nossos vocabulário, (mesmo que algumas piadas sejam cruéis..kkkkk) acredite, somos um caldeirão de minorias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Segundo, mesmo não sendo baixinhos, somos fãs INCONDICIONAIS da Xuxa (VERDE, CLARO)....KKKK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTÃO: as primeiras coisas que você deve assistir são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o3KVsHfZekY"&gt; A Verdadeira Face de Xuxa Parte 1 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-eR_6XZEbQg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt; A Verdadeira Face de Xuxa Parte 2 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gXg4x3o3uc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt; A Verdadeira Face de Xuxa Parte 3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e alguns extras da mesma categoria! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBXHp6PJp6w"&gt; PÓÓÓRRA JINX &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I7Qf1veBF9o&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt; Xuxa RASGA o verbo &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rOak-Gke34E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt; RÁÁÁPIDO RICARDO &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e o INESQUECÍVEL &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lr9mpPNFT9M"&gt; "AHAM CLÁUDIA, SENTA LÁ" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos próximos posts... um dicionário elaborado por &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/rooqw"&gt; @rooqw &lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/douglasmorrison"&gt; @douglasmorrison &lt;/a&gt; pra você entender o monte de lixo que a gente fala e escreve ... xD té mais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-4836591605656900334?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/4836591605656900334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-que-voce-precisa-saber-para-nos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/4836591605656900334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/4836591605656900334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-que-voce-precisa-saber-para-nos.html' title='O Q VC PRECISA SABER PARA NOS ENTENDER-PARTE 1'/><author><name>Willo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16623270461278643647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KRTqmpHIAGw/TLb9ADcrbVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JuRayVGo30/S220/willooo+vector.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-6159758645611680325</id><published>2010-10-20T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T09:05:32.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Douglas Morrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xirê dos Orixás'/><title type='text'>Xirê dos Orixás, parte IV - Última.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Finalmente, o quarto Elemento, o Ar. Nele estão presentes os Orixás:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TL8PfvLAaVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/EfL0lDQ2ASU/s1600/Ians%C3%A3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TL8PfvLAaVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/EfL0lDQ2ASU/s200/Ians%C3%A3.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Iansã&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;- Iansã;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TL8P4bY-yOI/AAAAAAAAACA/dkYGgc-u7P8/s1600/Ir%C3%B4ko+ou+Tempo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TL8P4bY-yOI/AAAAAAAAACA/dkYGgc-u7P8/s200/Ir%C3%B4ko+ou+Tempo.jpg" width="147" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Irôko / Tempo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;- Tempo/Irôko;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;- Ifá;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;- Oxalá.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;"&gt;A água, durante o processo de evaporação, se desintegra em minúsculas partículas que ganham movimento, fazendo parte essencial no Ar. Tanto o ar que respiramos, a brisa suave que nos acaricia os rostos, como o outro, que se apresenta na forma do vento furioso dos furacões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Nos ventos, quem trabalha é &lt;b&gt;Iansã&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Esse vento que também será responsável pela expansão, leva as sementes que germinarão em novas terras com a marca registrada da liberdade, que vai a qualquer direção, que passa por qualquer obstáculo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5PZ0hXtGb2c/SszEW6MuDuI/AAAAAAAAG20/2UnTl4-YtLo/s200/ORUNMILA+ARTE.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ifá / Orunmila-Ifá&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TL8Q4jUROfI/AAAAAAAAACE/DVdfbGd3x_A/s1600/Oxal%C3%A1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TL8Q4jUROfI/AAAAAAAAACE/DVdfbGd3x_A/s200/Oxal%C3%A1.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oxalá&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5PZ0hXtGb2c/SszEW6MuDuI/AAAAAAAAG20/2UnTl4-YtLo/s400/ORUNMILA+ARTE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Em sua ação, produzirá muitos segmentos que somente serão percebidos mais futuramente; entra aí, a ação do Orixá &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tempo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;"&gt; (ou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Irôko&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;"&gt;), esse, responsável por insondáveis mistérios que podem transformar-se em grande sabedoria, com um acúmulo histórico de conhecimento que nos dá o contorno vivencial, que chamamos de destino, à cada um de nós. É onde trabalha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ifá.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Extremamente sutil é o resultado desse processo quando se encerra então com a dimensão maior do amor, sua expressão final como ternura, onde reina &lt;b&gt;Oxalá&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Agradeço pela leitura, espero que tenho sido útil. Para ver os três últimos Xirês, basta clicar na tag "Xirê dos Orixás" logo abaixo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Asé a todos!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-6159758645611680325?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/6159758645611680325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/xire-dos-orixas-parte-iv-ultima.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6159758645611680325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6159758645611680325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/xire-dos-orixas-parte-iv-ultima.html' title='Xirê dos Orixás, parte IV - Última.'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TL8PfvLAaVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/EfL0lDQ2ASU/s72-c/Ians%C3%A3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-3109173225957017940</id><published>2010-10-18T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T09:13:34.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Douglas Morrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xirê dos Orixás'/><title type='text'>Xirê dos Orixás, parte III</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLwxWEpYUTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rDAWxQ9OjeM/s1600/Nan%C3%A3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLwxWEpYUTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rDAWxQ9OjeM/s200/Nan%C3%A3.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nanã Buruku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O Elemento Água. E as águas vão rolar por entre nossos olhos colocando-nos à frente das nossas emoções. Regendo esse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Xirê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, temos:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLwxW-9G1pI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vy8RhrWkJhQ/s1600/Oxum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLwxW-9G1pI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vy8RhrWkJhQ/s200/Oxum.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oxum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Nanã;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Oxum;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Iemanjá;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Ewá.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A água, depois de penetrar a terra e transforma-la em lama, vai agora brotar pura e límpida. São as nascentes dessa água, as fontes de água pura, local onde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nanã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; trabalha. Essa água fruto do ventre de Nanã vai correr doce e suave, depois, mais fortemente pelos rios, perante o trabalho coordenado da ação de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oxum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. E dali, como todos os rios caminham até o mar, a água vai para o domínio de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Iemanjá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, no mundo salgado dos mares, com sua enorme diversidade de vida ali presente. E, finalmente, em algum momento vai evaporar, sendo a evaporação regida por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ewá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLwxUMnBkrI/AAAAAAAAABs/iidlJGPuPBA/s1600/Yemanj%C3%A1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLwxUMnBkrI/AAAAAAAAABs/iidlJGPuPBA/s200/Yemanj%C3%A1.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Iemanjá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLwxVLjsrEI/AAAAAAAAABw/kpuZ72bc9Y4/s1600/Ew%C3%A1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLwxVLjsrEI/AAAAAAAAABw/kpuZ72bc9Y4/s200/Ew%C3%A1.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ewá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nossas emoções, são as nossas águas, que se apresentam puras e límpidas quando nascem e correm pelos campos propiciando o surgimento de tantas cidades, nas margens desses “rios”, ou, se fizermos a analogia, fazendo a junção com as nossas realidades buscadoras, colocando nossa razão emparelhada ao afeto e assim trazendo as nossas paixões, nosso desejo de criar o que é nosso, fazendo assim com que deixemos a nossa marca nessa vida. Essas são as nossas emoções... Que em momento devido vão nos ajudar a transcender valores e partir para novas dimensões ainda não descobertas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Próximo post, quarta e última parte do Xirê dos Orixás, com o Elemento Ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-3109173225957017940?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/3109173225957017940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/xire-dos-orixas-parte-iii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/3109173225957017940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/3109173225957017940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/xire-dos-orixas-parte-iii.html' title='Xirê dos Orixás, parte III'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLwxWEpYUTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rDAWxQ9OjeM/s72-c/Nan%C3%A3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-8588967523999903440</id><published>2010-10-15T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T15:45:48.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='definição'/><title type='text'>post auto explicativo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cinco coisas que não vivo sem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;música. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;sinceramente, tenho que ter alguma forma de ouvir música, todos os dias da minha&lt;br /&gt;vida UEHUEHE até hoje, acho que não houve um único dia que eu tenha deixado de&lt;br /&gt;ouvir música. segue &lt;a href="http://www.lastfm.com.br/user/hell_rodrigo"&gt;perfil&lt;/a&gt; no lastfm pra&lt;br /&gt;comprovar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;amigos. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;olha, taí um ponto interessante nas minhas prioridades. cara, eu valorizo tanto uma amizade, você não faz idéia .. ou melhor, se você for meu amigo (realmente meu amigo, e não colega, bjs) você sabe do que eu to falando. faço o possivel para ajudar, apoiar, enfim, faço tudo pelos meus amigos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;internet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha ok ok hoje em dia, quem vive sem internet? só quem não conhece, correto? ou algum tipo de ser das cavernas, sei lá o.O' UAHUAHUA aloka. nao, falando serio, a internet é o meio que me deixa perto dos meus amigos que estão longe (Nando, Luiz, entre muitos outros) ou mesmo os que estao perto haha. me deixa a par das novidades da musica, e eu nem gosto tanto de musica assim HAHAHA .. também fico perto de &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/rooqw"&gt;FOFOCAS&lt;/a&gt;.. quem disse que homem nao gosta de fofocas EUHEUEHUEH &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;fotos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;caraaa .. fotos, puta delicia hein.. adoro tirar foto, acho uma maravilha apreciar fotos, gosto muito de observar pessoas tirando foto.. enfim, fotografia é muito perfeito, sabe.. claro, nao sou nenhum profissional HAHAHA mas quem sabe um dia ^^ .. quem despertou esse interesse, na verdade, foi o Douglas, outro colaborador desse blog ^^ quem estiver interessado, não é nenhuma maravilha maaas .. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rooqw"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;leitura&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;nossa, leitura .. ainda lembro o primeiro livro que EU comprei.. Harry Potter e a Pedra Filosofal .. ah muleeeeke .. hahaha nossa, esse livro foi o primeiro de centenas que eu tenho hoje em dia.. nunca vou esquecer a magia das palavras entrando na minha mente, fazendo eu imaginar tuuuudo o que estava escrito, me fazia sentir como se eu estivesse na historia, participando, ali, lado a lado com o Harry Potter UHEUEHUEH desferindo magias pra tudo quanto é lado kkk #aloka &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;enfim, são cinco coisas que não vivo sem MESMO .. adoro de uma forma peculiar cada um desses itens .. *-*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-8588967523999903440?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/8588967523999903440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/post-auto-explicativo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/8588967523999903440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/8588967523999903440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/post-auto-explicativo.html' title='post auto explicativo'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753384638676624400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2L2XscbHDs8/TLSOsflWGAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hSSc_neyNOQ/S220/548765484.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-7497813832746678360</id><published>2010-10-15T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T14:31:02.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premonição'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deja vu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='futuro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarividência'/><title type='text'>Déjà vu, clarividência e otras cositas mas...</title><content type='html'>vc já teve um Déjà vu?? aquela sensação de que você já vivenciou uma situação específica, antes de ela ter realmente acontecido? Aqui é onde o bicho pega... você acha que isso é truque da sua mente, ou uma clarividência ? (visão do futuro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oglobo.globo.com/blogs/arquivos_upload/2009/05/334_1951-clarivid%C3%AAncia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 140px;" src="http://oglobo.globo.com/blogs/arquivos_upload/2009/05/334_1951-clarivid%C3%AAncia2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bom, pra mim é uma clarividência, assim como suponho que seja pra você também, logo podemos ver o futuro!!! ( =O )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isso me leva a pensar... você acredita em destino???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afinal, se não houvesse um destino, como sonhar com uma coisa que só vai acontecer semanas depois? porque né...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continua...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-7497813832746678360?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/7497813832746678360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/deja-vu-clarividencia-e-otras-cositas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/7497813832746678360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/7497813832746678360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/deja-vu-clarividencia-e-otras-cositas.html' title='Déjà vu, clarividência e otras cositas mas...'/><author><name>Willo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16623270461278643647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KRTqmpHIAGw/TLb9ADcrbVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JuRayVGo30/S220/willooo+vector.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-5228293428456512784</id><published>2010-10-15T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T09:50:17.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Douglas Morrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xirê dos Orixás'/><title type='text'>Xirê dos Orixás, parte II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Continuando o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Xirê dos Orixás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, falarei hoje sobre o Elemento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Terra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;e seus quatro Orixás regentes desse Xirê, sendo eles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLhPnXWsusI/AAAAAAAAABo/6bT8NviSw1g/s1600/Ox%C3%B3ssi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLhPnXWsusI/AAAAAAAAABo/6bT8NviSw1g/s200/Ox%C3%B3ssi.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oxóssi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLhPlO9SJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/Wm_iLnnJvkg/s1600/Omulu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLhPlO9SJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/Wm_iLnnJvkg/s200/Omulu.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obaluayê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obaluayê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oxóssi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ossain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aquela pedra vulcânica que encerrou o Elemento Fogo passa por uma natural transformação, vai virar o chão empedrado e duro, a terra mais seca que pode existir. Ali, nesse processo mutatório, teremos a atividade de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obaluayê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Uma terra tão seca, que ao entrar em contato com o Elemento Água, transforma-se em vida nas suas formas mais belas de serem vistas. Os animais, os vegetais... Esse é o reino de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oxóssi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLhPl_Kq3GI/AAAAAAAAABk/COgkqpR5O_U/s1600/Ossain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLhPl_Kq3GI/AAAAAAAAABk/COgkqpR5O_U/s200/Ossain.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ossain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Então, formam-se as grandes matas, desde vegetações rasteiras às mais altas e grandiosas árvores, trazendo dentro de cada uma delas o encanto de ervas e flores preciosas, onde quem manda é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ossain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Após o domínio completo das florestas, encontraremos uma terra com alto teor de água em suas entranhas, tendem a ficar encharcadas, virando lama, a terra mais molhada possível, onde quem atua é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLhPkdg7sFI/AAAAAAAAABc/9fp6g9SEYHI/s1600/Ob%C3%A1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLhPkdg7sFI/AAAAAAAAABc/9fp6g9SEYHI/s200/Ob%C3%A1.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quantas vezes dizemos a expressão “Tem que ter os pés no chão!” para nos referirmos à realidade nua e crua, tal como o chão batido e seco, que parece arder sobre o sol fustigante, que é por onde devemos passar utilizando da nossa razão como veículo motor. E é sobre essa terra que construímos nossas edificações, sejam elas de ordem material como nossas casas, ou sejam elas de ordem espiritual, como nossos estudos, ciência e desenvolvimento de potencialidades, sendo estas três últimas que nos darão maior sustentação; permitindo-nos buscar com elas o nosso sustento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Para o próximo post, continuarei o Xirê dos Orixás falando sobre o Elemento Água&lt;/span&gt;&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/953879684404438340-5228293428456512784?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/5228293428456512784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/xire-dos-orixas-parte-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/5228293428456512784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/5228293428456512784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/xire-dos-orixas-parte-ii.html' title='Xirê dos Orixás, parte II'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLhPnXWsusI/AAAAAAAAABo/6bT8NviSw1g/s72-c/Ox%C3%B3ssi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-6998415357505268767</id><published>2010-10-14T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T11:14:43.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Douglas Morrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xirê dos Orixás'/><title type='text'>O Xirê dos Orixás</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Orixás &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(ou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Òrìsàs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, em Yorubá) são os&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;guardiões" dos elementos da natureza, representam todos os domínios na Terra, chamada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Eles são apenas energia, não tem forma, não tem cor, sua evolução é tanta que eles se dissiparam no Universo e hoje são apenas pura energia e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Àse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Pronuncia-se "Axé", que é a energia espiritual ligada às forças do Plano superior).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Xirê &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;é uma sequência de toques e cantos para cada Orixá. Esse texto leva o nome de "Xirê dos Orixás" pois conta, de forma 'romanceada', a participação dos Orixás na vida terrena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Xirê dos Orixás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; se constitui a partir da combinação dos quatro elementos básicos e suas dezesseis qualidades. Em cada elemento: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fogo, Terra, Água e Ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, contém quatro Orixás em permanente comunhão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLdFRnmRk7I/AAAAAAAAABU/Q34u81ftIN0/s1600/Ogum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLdFRnmRk7I/AAAAAAAAABU/Q34u81ftIN0/s200/Ogum.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ogum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXtERofgGpo/SX432kOcXQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1Oha-aPrGlo/s400/EX%C3%9A.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXtERofgGpo/SX432kOcXQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1Oha-aPrGlo/s200/EX%C3%9A.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elegbara / Exú&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No elemento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, temos: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Elegbara;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Ogum;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Oxumaré;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Xangô.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Podemos pensar que em Elegbara, temos a representação do fogo, o centro da Terra, o magma, seu ponto mais elevado de temperatura, que após receber o movimento de Ogum, pode ser visto quando expelido nas erupções dos vulcões e então, se compõe e organiza-se nos rios de lava que escorrem pelas paredes montanhosas em Oxumaré, chegando à cristalização das pedras vulcânicas, em Xangô.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLdFQ8SSp7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/-GbQWVzgGfk/s1600/Xang%C3%B4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLdFQ8SSp7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/-GbQWVzgGfk/s200/Xang%C3%B4.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xangô&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas, também, podemos entender que é em Elegbara que encontramos o início criador de nossa inventividade, nossa libido para o surgimento do novo que ganhará resistência criativa a partir da movimentação feita em Ogum, podendo ser perfeitamente qualificada e organizada em Oxumaré, para receber a finalização, a arte final, em Xangô.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLdFSX4Pk2I/AAAAAAAAABY/ysxoqhHz6GA/s1600/Oxumar%C3%A9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLdFSX4Pk2I/AAAAAAAAABY/ysxoqhHz6GA/s200/Oxumar%C3%A9.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oxumaré&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Essas quatro qualidade do fogo podem ser classificadas em todos os processos criativos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- O início gerador que estabelece o objetivo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- O movimento em direção do seu estabelecimento;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- O caminho que se desenha para a organização, para que o objeto possa ser concretizado;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- E, finalmente, a concretização em si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No próximo post de minha autoria, continuaremos o Xirê dos Orixás, comentando sobre o Elemento Terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um grande abraço à todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-6998415357505268767?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/6998415357505268767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-xire-dos-orixas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6998415357505268767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6998415357505268767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-xire-dos-orixas.html' title='O Xirê dos Orixás'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXjGJ-hZ-tg/TLdFRnmRk7I/AAAAAAAAABU/Q34u81ftIN0/s72-c/Ogum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-7217925889297977484</id><published>2010-10-12T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T17:54:04.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passeios!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TLUBfbrz2zI/AAAAAAAAAKE/irMjsdxjzWE/s1600/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TLUBfbrz2zI/AAAAAAAAAKE/irMjsdxjzWE/s400/DSC00025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527325757186235186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Olá pessoas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nossa tivemos um dia daqueles hoje, andamos pra caramba! #fato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Conheci um lugar demais de bom e na companhia dessas criaturas ai, demaais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Há e lembrando que hoje teve vinho tbm haha 'conhecidência'.   :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TLUAvhQRpmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4_hJYh8XjtE/s1600/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TLUAvhQRpmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4_hJYh8XjtE/s400/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527324934047639138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-7217925889297977484?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/7217925889297977484/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/passeios.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/7217925889297977484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/7217925889297977484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/passeios.html' title='Passeios!'/><author><name>Tamires Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14066098369934612204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TLXX9P3YCSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/r2ZuoFjAtxI/S220/Eu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TLUBfbrz2zI/AAAAAAAAAKE/irMjsdxjzWE/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-8214221259689244011</id><published>2010-10-12T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T09:35:47.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devaneio'/><title type='text'>acho que enlouqueci.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ao som de uma música não recomendada para menores de 18 de Q.I. abro o campo de nova postagem pra falar alguma bobeira .. compartilhar, sacas ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e pra variar, nem sei o que escrever, mas é só me sentar em frente ao pc com convicção que as idéias fluem, sabe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;às vezes penso.. eu acho que sou um recordista em amores platônicos, dude .. sérião .. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;queria que não fosse dessa maneira .. afee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;♫ ... por que o mar não se apaixona por uma lagoa ? porque a gente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;nunca sabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;de quem vai gostar ... ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://twitter.com/rooqw"&gt;@rooqw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-8214221259689244011?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/8214221259689244011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/acho-que-enlouqueci.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/8214221259689244011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/8214221259689244011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/acho-que-enlouqueci.html' title='acho que enlouqueci.'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753384638676624400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2L2XscbHDs8/TLSOsflWGAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hSSc_neyNOQ/S220/548765484.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-6432541305805360103</id><published>2010-10-11T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:27:20.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S UUUUUUP?</title><content type='html'>E ai gente bonita da cara feia! [como diria meu amigo @douglasmorrison].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, primeiro post tem que ser de descrição, afinal você NÃO É OBRIGADO(A) a saber quem eu sou e eu não TIREI VOCÊ DE LÁ PRA CÁ ATOA*...kkkk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[não entendeu? vide=  &lt;b&gt;http://tinyurl.com/tapensandoqueebagunca]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu sou 25% da nerdice deste blog, prof° de Inglês, designer gráfico e amante de vetores *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provavelmente o cara que você vai achar o mais metido dos 4 que postam aki, mas como todo bom narcisista, eu não dou a mínima, kkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não se preocupe, tudo aki será lido e analisado [pelos universitários silvio? /not] afinal criticas construtivas são sempre bem vindas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chega! [já viu que eu sou o mais tagarela aki né? kkkkkk]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gente vai se conhecendo a partir daqui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\o fallowss !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;próximo post: a lista do "você precisa saber para nos entender" aguardem... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-6432541305805360103?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/6432541305805360103/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/whats-uuuuuup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6432541305805360103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6432541305805360103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/whats-uuuuuup.html' title='WHAT&apos;S UUUUUUP?'/><author><name>Willo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16623270461278643647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KRTqmpHIAGw/TLb9ADcrbVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1JuRayVGo30/S220/willooo+vector.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-2079107136853570028</id><published>2010-10-11T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:34:41.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aniversário !</title><content type='html'>Aniversário regado a queijo, pizza, vinho e muuuitas risadas =] Valeu meninos @&lt;a target="_blank" class="twitter-atreply" href="http://twitter.com/douglasmorrison"&gt;douglasmorrison&lt;/a&gt;, @&lt;a target="_blank" class="twitter-atreply" href="http://twitter.com/nerdwillo"&gt;nerdwillo&lt;/a&gt; e @&lt;a target="_blank" class="twitter-atreply" href="http://twitter.com/rooqw"&gt;rooqw&lt;/a&gt; ! Adoro taanto vcs ! *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles são pessoas maravilhosas que eu não vivo sem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este Blog é um espaço para publicar todas as "merdas" que sai nesse circulo de amizade que é demaais de bom ! Háá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijonãomeliga! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-2079107136853570028?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/2079107136853570028/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/aniversario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2079107136853570028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/2079107136853570028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/aniversario.html' title='Aniversário !'/><author><name>Tamires Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14066098369934612204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_YXN0qCLtc/TLXX9P3YCSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/r2ZuoFjAtxI/S220/Eu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-6697684808824231717</id><published>2010-10-11T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:25:34.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prostituição músicas headache'/><title type='text'>prazer.</title><content type='html'>CARALHO! fui me descrever, e sofri uma turbulência ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;Douglas, você é foda ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caralhooo, ele derrubou azeite no meu teclado .. as teclas estão oleosas HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;eu tava no msn dele.. caaara, que sem vergonha o amigo dele kkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hoje é aniversário da tabires, manow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 anos, drogada e prostituída. RÁ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok ok, sem mais ;)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-6697684808824231717?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/6697684808824231717/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/prazer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6697684808824231717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6697684808824231717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/prazer.html' title='prazer.'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753384638676624400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2L2XscbHDs8/TLSOsflWGAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hSSc_neyNOQ/S220/548765484.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-1846555971481275589</id><published>2010-10-11T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T18:23:40.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Douglas Morrison'/><title type='text'>Douglas Morrison</title><content type='html'>Mais que impulsivo, agressivo, cheio de manias, ex-fumante, Umbandista e tenho Björk como a mais ouvida no LastFm (você que é "pobre" lê Bejórq!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, isso basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me fué!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-1846555971481275589?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/1846555971481275589/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/douglas-morrison.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/1846555971481275589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/1846555971481275589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/douglas-morrison.html' title='Douglas Morrison'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-953879684404438340.post-6164705223105083643</id><published>2010-10-11T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T17:52:41.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAMIRES SAPATAM'/><title type='text'>E chegamos...</title><content type='html'>Tudo regado à queijo e vinho, muita música e insanidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos fomos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obs: tem &lt;i&gt;pauzinho &lt;/i&gt;no orégano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/953879684404438340-6164705223105083643?l=meionerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/feeds/6164705223105083643/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-chegamos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6164705223105083643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/953879684404438340/posts/default/6164705223105083643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meionerd.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-chegamos.html' title='E chegamos...'/><author><name>Morrison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CC-MaxYcmuY/Ty8RWLe52sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wnE_gGLO3Qs/s220/297730_161039510658962_100002587437495_274879_307896587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
