<?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-5835870190282434884</id><updated>2012-01-30T01:11:53.740-02:00</updated><category term='- Grifos'/><category term='- Meus'/><category term='- Pensando'/><category term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><category term='- Coisa de mulher'/><category term='- Palavras'/><category term='- Sobre LER e PENSAR'/><category term='- Apocalipse Now'/><category term='- Consciente'/><category term='- Eu gosto'/><category term='- Nesse mundo'/><category term='- Grifos meus'/><category term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><category term='- Falando de Amor'/><title type='text'>Live and let live!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-8538210816890703078</id><published>2012-01-30T00:57:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T01:11:53.749-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><title type='text'>-Arranjo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me escala, me nota, me harmoniza&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me canta, me escreve, me improvisa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sou frase sua, me continua&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faz o contra-ponto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cifra o caminho onde eu te encontro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 20px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aprendo seu ritmo moderado com ímpeto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me afino em acordes alterados&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pela manhã peço uma pausa longa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;De longo efeito&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;E te beijo em silêncio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 20px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me orquestra, me sola&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Solamente una vez"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nesta canção que você fez&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-align: right;"&gt;-Isabella Taviani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w36XLXC8IPM" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-8538210816890703078?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/8538210816890703078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/arranjo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8538210816890703078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8538210816890703078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/arranjo.html' title='-Arranjo'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/w36XLXC8IPM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-2843557172385755637</id><published>2012-01-29T23:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T23:57:42.599-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><title type='text'>-As primeiras flores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZs4cLdo2xo/TyX4ud3eyMI/AAAAAAAAAn8/LmNjBel3HYg/s1600/Foto0657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZs4cLdo2xo/TyX4ud3eyMI/AAAAAAAAAn8/LmNjBel3HYg/s320/Foto0657.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou procurando palavras para compensar teus gestos! Não encontro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-2843557172385755637?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/2843557172385755637/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-primeiras-flores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2843557172385755637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2843557172385755637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-primeiras-flores.html' title='-As primeiras 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuAOjBXK2rc/Tx6SqGSlJ1I/AAAAAAAAAnw/oFYbgwZ4Qjg/s1600/Eu-e-a-chuva%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuAOjBXK2rc/Tx6SqGSlJ1I/AAAAAAAAAnw/oFYbgwZ4Qjg/s320/Eu-e-a-chuva%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fechar os olhos, abrir os braços, levantar a cabeça ao céu e sentir a chuva cair...Só isso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7189835955320445138?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7189835955320445138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/na-chuva-chegando-eu-vou-estar.html#comment-form' title='1 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nunca seja tarde demais."  &lt;br /&gt;(Mila Kiedis)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-6555125339336130263?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/6555125339336130263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/orgulho-x-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6555125339336130263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6555125339336130263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/orgulho-x-amor.html' title='Orgulho x Amor'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SoNuiD5efDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/dRllKgE-oTM/s72-c/looking+after+love+canvas+-+l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-8300958602938140360</id><published>2012-01-17T09:49:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T09:51:26.712-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><title type='text'>- Talvez hoje, talvez agora...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l9s-EDbfTPA/TxVfjcgporI/AAAAAAAAAmo/6lb53rG4TZ8/s1600/tumblr_l79h9jCklH1qdp0tuo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l9s-EDbfTPA/TxVfjcgporI/AAAAAAAAAmo/6lb53rG4TZ8/s320/tumblr_l79h9jCklH1qdp0tuo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez agora você venha me ler,&lt;br /&gt;Talvez você lembre de quem eu já fui,&lt;br /&gt;Talvez você aprenda quem eu sou,&lt;br /&gt;Talvez você entenda o quanto eu mudei,&lt;br /&gt;Talvez você consiga ver as necessidades que me fizeram amadurecer,&lt;br /&gt;Talvez você compreenda verdadeiramente, porque precisei crescer rápido nos últimos meses,&lt;br /&gt;Talvez você acredite em todos os meus motivos, minhas razões,&lt;br /&gt;Talvez você sinta, o quanto sinto e quero que seja feliz,&lt;br /&gt;Talvez você saiba que jamais irei esquecer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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agora...'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l9s-EDbfTPA/TxVfjcgporI/AAAAAAAAAmo/6lb53rG4TZ8/s72-c/tumblr_l79h9jCklH1qdp0tuo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-4859469153909534308</id><published>2012-01-17T09:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T09:18:52.485-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><title type='text'>- Do querer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRp-9MoaI6g/TxVYZr-bYLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/83DJdgXZnNc/s1600/388297_215979841813964_115900201821929_471719_1426823908_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRp-9MoaI6g/TxVYZr-bYLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/83DJdgXZnNc/s320/388297_215979841813964_115900201821929_471719_1426823908_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Queria ter o poder de curar as feridas...&lt;br /&gt; transformar a dor em alegria &lt;br /&gt; e a tristeza em sorriso. &lt;br /&gt; Mas só posso desejar que&lt;br /&gt; a felicidade não demore a chegar, &lt;br /&gt; que a esperança não morra &lt;br /&gt; e que o sorriso não se apague! &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-4859469153909534308?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/4859469153909534308/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-querer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4859469153909534308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4859469153909534308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-querer.html' title='- Do querer...'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRp-9MoaI6g/TxVYZr-bYLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/83DJdgXZnNc/s72-c/388297_215979841813964_115900201821929_471719_1426823908_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7516354454357826527</id><published>2012-01-17T08:24:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:29:31.866-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><title type='text'>- Do que poderia ter sido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ow5Pcfz1aPY/TxVNJTQ5X4I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/xCW5L8CP4Ug/s1600/7900e9810855e9de8c1d71f83526e5d26968b3e7.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="243" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ow5Pcfz1aPY/TxVNJTQ5X4I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/xCW5L8CP4Ug/s320/7900e9810855e9de8c1d71f83526e5d26968b3e7.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É triste, porque nem mesmo uma canção eu tenho para lembrar;&lt;br /&gt;Porque poderia ter sido tudo,&lt;br /&gt;poderia ter sido maior, poderia ter sido imenso;&lt;br /&gt;Os sonhos poderiam ter sido nossos&lt;br /&gt;e, não "meu e seu";&lt;br /&gt;Dói, porque poderiamos ter sido uma unidade e nunca fomos,&lt;br /&gt;sempre foi você aí e eu aqui.&lt;br /&gt;E por tudo o que vivemos,&lt;br /&gt;por tudo o que compartilhamos juntos,&lt;br /&gt;Pelas vezes que você não vibrou comigo nas minhas conquistas, &lt;br /&gt;Por todas as vezes que eu quis te levar para a Vida e você não quis,&lt;br /&gt;Por todos os sorrisos que eu pedi e você não quis dar,&lt;br /&gt;Pelos planos que definiamos em comum, mas nunca foram prioridade,&lt;br /&gt;Por isso e por tudo, não seriamos felizes juntos,&lt;br /&gt;Me resta dizer que vou guardar esse carinho por você, sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Não vou esquecer um dia sequer tudo o que eu queria que tivessemos sido, &lt;br /&gt;e não fomos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We could have had it all(...)&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart inside of your hand"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7516354454357826527?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7516354454357826527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-que-poderia-ter-sido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-2441750571542641728</id><published>2012-01-01T23:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:08:00.960-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><title type='text'>- CORAÇÃO TAMANHO ÚNICO</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amor extra. &lt;br /&gt;Bônus de felicidade. &lt;br /&gt;Você chegou &lt;br /&gt;No meu mundo ao contrário. &lt;br /&gt;Me olhou bonito &lt;br /&gt;E entendeu o meu não-entender. &lt;br /&gt;Foi então que eu percebi: &lt;br /&gt;Meu coração é do tamanho da minha palavra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernanda Mello &lt;br /&gt;http://www.fernandacmello.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-2441750571542641728?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/2441750571542641728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/coracao-tamanho-unico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2441750571542641728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2441750571542641728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2012/01/coracao-tamanho-unico.html' title='- CORAÇÃO TAMANHO ÚNICO'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-5724112063368818869</id><published>2011-12-29T02:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.696-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Falando de Amor'/><title type='text'>- Mais uma vez...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HPRCCZ0BKMk/Tvvlkm1m6mI/AAAAAAAAAmE/tflsq-s1NgI/s1600/copos-vinho-coracao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HPRCCZ0BKMk/Tvvlkm1m6mI/AAAAAAAAAmE/tflsq-s1NgI/s320/copos-vinho-coracao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Depois do olhar, das palavras, do encontro, da fuga, do vinho, do beijo, do sono, o amanhecer e o adeus…A gente segue com a vida tentando manter as promessas que fizemos a nós mesmos de dizer não à paixão, de não trocar telefones, nem criar expectativas de começar tudo de novo! &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Mas sinceramente…eu queria te ver mais uma vez!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5724112063368818869?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5724112063368818869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/mais-uma-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-10865669906614769</id><published>2011-12-29T01:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.697-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'>- Ah, são tantas razões...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_0aSMeMSL8/Tvvev3mtYcI/AAAAAAAAAl4/i3yWPoidCDI/s1600/idealismo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="304" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_0aSMeMSL8/Tvvev3mtYcI/AAAAAAAAAl4/i3yWPoidCDI/s320/idealismo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-Sim, meu amor! Eu queria ter  todas  as soluções, saber resolver todos o problemas que surgem no caminho e, eu queria mudar o mundo, tu sabes como é, essas coisas de salvar o planeta e matar a fome de todas as crianças! Mas desconfio que antes disso o meu idealismo ainda me mate de fome!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-10865669906614769?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/10865669906614769/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/ah-sao-tantas-razoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/10865669906614769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/10865669906614769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/ah-sao-tantas-razoes.html' title='- Ah, são tantas razões...'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_0aSMeMSL8/Tvvev3mtYcI/AAAAAAAAAl4/i3yWPoidCDI/s72-c/idealismo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-8065631978122419903</id><published>2011-12-28T17:14:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T09:25:39.324-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Falando de Amor'/><title type='text'>- Sua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PyjVPTnbCQ/TvvYmM0JlmI/AAAAAAAAAls/mMzj_3kl0hE/s1600/100_3371PeB.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PyjVPTnbCQ/TvvYmM0JlmI/AAAAAAAAAls/mMzj_3kl0hE/s320/100_3371PeB.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E você poderia entender de uma vez por todas, que todas as minhas palavras são tuas, todas as minhas canções são tuas,que todos os beijos são teus e que você definitivamente me ganhou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-8065631978122419903?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/8065631978122419903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8065631978122419903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8065631978122419903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='- Sua'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PyjVPTnbCQ/TvvYmM0JlmI/AAAAAAAAAls/mMzj_3kl0hE/s72-c/100_3371PeB.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-6092875894113155305</id><published>2011-12-05T12:26:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.699-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>- Oportunidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHXBO2mzAcw/TtzUWOVv3ZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/CT9KspTrouM/s1600/oportunidade-722181.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHXBO2mzAcw/TtzUWOVv3ZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/CT9KspTrouM/s320/oportunidade-722181.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...elas podem simplismente nunca existir e, cabe a nós mesmos o dever de criás-las. Então, "não tive a oportunidade" não é desculpa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-6092875894113155305?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/6092875894113155305/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/oportunidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6092875894113155305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6092875894113155305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/oportunidade.html' title='- Oportunidades'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHXBO2mzAcw/TtzUWOVv3ZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/CT9KspTrouM/s72-c/oportunidade-722181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-1237986996698236982</id><published>2011-12-05T12:21:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.700-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>- Mudanças</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSn-2bpPHfg/TtzTYilhqNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/WIhXe3zNYzE/s1600/tumblr_lkiwwedQgc1qi4h89o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSn-2bpPHfg/TtzTYilhqNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/WIhXe3zNYzE/s320/tumblr_lkiwwedQgc1qi4h89o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi a encarar as mudanças de frente, mesmo as mais brutas, não adianta ter pena de sí mesmo! Ou você têm coragem ou não têm, as mudanças acontecem sem previsão e na verdade são necessárias. Um dia a gente acostuma com elas e, elas se tornam um vício.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-1237986996698236982?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/1237986996698236982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/mudancas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1237986996698236982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1237986996698236982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/mudancas.html' title='- Mudanças'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSn-2bpPHfg/TtzTYilhqNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/WIhXe3zNYzE/s72-c/tumblr_lkiwwedQgc1qi4h89o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-2306124302425299961</id><published>2011-12-05T12:18:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.701-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>- Respostas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kr2b6SJYV9U/TtzSkLD01mI/AAAAAAAAAkY/yLvIbzZnQ4U/s1600/destino.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kr2b6SJYV9U/TtzSkLD01mI/AAAAAAAAAkY/yLvIbzZnQ4U/s320/destino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta! Às vezes o único jeito é deixar o destino te dar as respostas sozinho mesmo e esperar que elas sejam as mesmas que você estava procurando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-2306124302425299961?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/2306124302425299961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/respostas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2306124302425299961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2306124302425299961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/respostas.html' title='- Respostas'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kr2b6SJYV9U/TtzSkLD01mI/AAAAAAAAAkY/yLvIbzZnQ4U/s72-c/destino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-3240567189288676527</id><published>2011-12-05T11:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.701-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Falando de Amor'/><title type='text'>- Eu sei</title><content type='html'>... que você procura em outros rostos os meus traços,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6k_rY7SNlKg/TtzJ74iwo1I/AAAAAAAAAkM/YHfeC0trLUU/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" width="259" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6k_rY7SNlKg/TtzJ74iwo1I/AAAAAAAAAkM/YHfeC0trLUU/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enquanto tento achar em outros olhos o teu olhar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-3240567189288676527?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/3240567189288676527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/eu-sei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3240567189288676527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3240567189288676527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/12/eu-sei.html' title='- Eu sei'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6k_rY7SNlKg/TtzJ74iwo1I/AAAAAAAAAkM/YHfeC0trLUU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-2051002780948514435</id><published>2011-11-15T13:58:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.702-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Falando de Amor'/><title type='text'>Nossa história</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRF_7t_ajlA/TsKHkaj913I/AAAAAAAAAkA/qnZOlIamQOc/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRF_7t_ajlA/TsKHkaj913I/AAAAAAAAAkA/qnZOlIamQOc/s320/untitled.bmp" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Talvez, num dia desses ou daqui a alguns anos, eu escreva uma história sobre nós, talvez ela tenha somente um parágrafo, ou de repente ela vire um livro, mas só se a gente quiser, se o destino vier… e se o tempo parar, para você e para mim!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-2051002780948514435?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/2051002780948514435/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/nossa-historia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2051002780948514435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2051002780948514435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/nossa-historia.html' title='Nossa história'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRF_7t_ajlA/TsKHkaj913I/AAAAAAAAAkA/qnZOlIamQOc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-9081837324347885027</id><published>2011-11-13T01:06:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.703-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'>...E eu comecei a ter  medo da Vida!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeZkWQHavP4/Tr8yyPnt16I/AAAAAAAAAjg/wCBSXZqag_0/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" width="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeZkWQHavP4/Tr8yyPnt16I/AAAAAAAAAjg/wCBSXZqag_0/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Medo de não vivê-la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-9081837324347885027?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/9081837324347885027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-eu-comecei-ter-medo-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/9081837324347885027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/9081837324347885027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-eu-comecei-ter-medo-da-vida.html' title='...E eu comecei a ter  medo da Vida!'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeZkWQHavP4/Tr8yyPnt16I/AAAAAAAAAjg/wCBSXZqag_0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7133967405624150499</id><published>2011-11-07T13:07:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.704-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'>- Deixe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gts1WRJizmU/Trf0gOM_ZpI/AAAAAAAAAjU/KEj43SsBtXM/s1600/alma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gts1WRJizmU/Trf0gOM_ZpI/AAAAAAAAAjU/KEj43SsBtXM/s320/alma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Não queira me machucar, não me julgue...Não construa metáforas sobre mim! Somente deixe rolar,deixe a vida seguir!  &lt;br /&gt;Deixe o sentimento acontecer&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7133967405624150499?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7133967405624150499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7133967405624150499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7133967405624150499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='- Deixe'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gts1WRJizmU/Trf0gOM_ZpI/AAAAAAAAAjU/KEj43SsBtXM/s72-c/alma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-8393063366243186375</id><published>2011-11-07T12:52:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.705-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'>Algumas pessoas,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-12uhd9K0DaQ/TrfvEgCNn1I/AAAAAAAAAi8/mfvV64S33ts/s1600/penhasco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" width="233" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-12uhd9K0DaQ/TrfvEgCNn1I/AAAAAAAAAi8/mfvV64S33ts/s320/penhasco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;... sabem exatamente como te convencer a ir às alturas, para depois te jogar do penhasco! #Fato &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-8393063366243186375?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/8393063366243186375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/alguns-sabem-exatamente-como-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8393063366243186375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8393063366243186375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/alguns-sabem-exatamente-como-te.html' title='Algumas pessoas,'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-12uhd9K0DaQ/TrfvEgCNn1I/AAAAAAAAAi8/mfvV64S33ts/s72-c/penhasco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-5647212944385030618</id><published>2011-11-02T22:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T22:53:33.127-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thiago Pethit - Mapa-Múndi</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pXBIWw185oY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5647212944385030618?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5647212944385030618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/thiago-pethit-mapa-mundi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5647212944385030618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5647212944385030618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/thiago-pethit-mapa-mundi.html' title='Thiago Pethit - Mapa-Múndi'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pXBIWw185oY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-1166756956411352793</id><published>2011-11-01T09:52:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.706-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'>Vamos celebrar o Amor,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BiMs63eKXl4/Tq_chENDdlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/QJ5kgQhhLFU/s1600/celebrar.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="254" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BiMs63eKXl4/Tq_chENDdlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/QJ5kgQhhLFU/s320/celebrar.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sem contratos,&lt;br /&gt;Sem culpa...&lt;br /&gt;Sem culpados&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-1166756956411352793?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/1166756956411352793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/vamos-celebrar-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1166756956411352793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1166756956411352793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/11/vamos-celebrar-o-amor.html' title='Vamos celebrar o Amor,'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BiMs63eKXl4/Tq_chENDdlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/QJ5kgQhhLFU/s72-c/celebrar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-2882470239768783567</id><published>2011-10-12T16:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.706-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Pensando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Coisa de mulher'/><title type='text'>Você ainda pode ver minha alma?</title><content type='html'>Pode sentí-la?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9S9viMpBK7o/TpXjcVpx-uI/AAAAAAAAAik/fXYxbWgUxPM/s1600/sopro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9S9viMpBK7o/TpXjcVpx-uI/AAAAAAAAAik/fXYxbWgUxPM/s320/sopro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-2882470239768783567?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/2882470239768783567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-ainda-pode-ver-minha-alma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2882470239768783567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2882470239768783567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-ainda-pode-ver-minha-alma.html' title='Você ainda pode ver minha alma?'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9S9viMpBK7o/TpXjcVpx-uI/AAAAAAAAAik/fXYxbWgUxPM/s72-c/sopro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-1845078499486093839</id><published>2011-09-12T21:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:00:29.835-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Pensando'/><title type='text'>Lágrimas Demais - Ritchie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J2eWoGLyMwI/Tm6pBboOeTI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/40yFX_RxR7w/s1600/images%2B%25284%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" width="275" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J2eWoGLyMwI/Tm6pBboOeTI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/40yFX_RxR7w/s320/images%2B%25284%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;No seu mundo também bate o sol &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ouve só um &lt;b&gt;segredo&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes você foi &lt;b&gt;feliz &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem quebrar o brinquedo? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vale a pena &lt;b&gt;sonhar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia azul, nós vamos &lt;b&gt;voar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversas podem alterar... &lt;br /&gt;O seu enredo...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais um dia se passou assim &lt;br /&gt;Sem ter fim nem começo &lt;br /&gt;Aproveite pra se &lt;b&gt;reinventar&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Navegar&lt;/b&gt; contra o vento &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vale a pena &lt;b&gt;lembrar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do velho tesouro no fundo do mar &lt;br /&gt;Saltar &lt;b&gt;sem medo&lt;/b&gt;, mergulhar... &lt;br /&gt;No &lt;b&gt;pensamento&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhar e ver &lt;br /&gt;Ouvir dizer &lt;br /&gt;As &lt;b&gt;palavras&lt;/b&gt; perdidas sem talvez &lt;br /&gt;Deixar você saber &lt;br /&gt;Eu só te quero bem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega a hora de sorrir e seguir em&lt;b&gt; paz &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já foram lágrimas demais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belo dia pra se&lt;b&gt; reencontrar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reviver&lt;/b&gt; o passado &lt;br /&gt;Sonhos loucos podem acordar &lt;br /&gt;Com você ao meu lado &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deixa a vida levar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aonde a &lt;b&gt;sorte&lt;/b&gt; vai te alcançar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não dá mais tempo pra pensar &lt;br /&gt;Vai lá... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogar os dados...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olhar e ver&lt;/b&gt;... etc.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-1845078499486093839?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/1845078499486093839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/09/lagrimas-demais-ritchie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1845078499486093839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1845078499486093839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/09/lagrimas-demais-ritchie.html' title='Lágrimas Demais - Ritchie'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J2eWoGLyMwI/Tm6pBboOeTI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/40yFX_RxR7w/s72-c/images%2B%25284%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-1654898763317640557</id><published>2011-07-26T22:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.707-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Pensando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Sobre LER e PENSAR'/><title type='text'>-O Tempo, a vida e os livros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZIRZTkPRQM/Ti9mcBJHQbI/AAAAAAAAAiI/C5qpNVaemYM/s1600/tempo_voa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZIRZTkPRQM/Ti9mcBJHQbI/AAAAAAAAAiI/C5qpNVaemYM/s320/tempo_voa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;O tempo não era mais como costumava ser e, sentia uma necessidade quase lúcida e impaciente de viver, de ver sua vida acontecer. Precisava respirar vida, precisava senti-la como nunca antes fizera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhava-se incansavelmente no espelho procurando reconhecer cada mínimo traço de sua própria face, que sem qualquer explicação, encontrava-se perdida em algum lugar que ela mesma não conseguia encontrar. Não lembrava se ainda ontem tinha o mesmo rosto que via diante de si naquele momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ler tornara-se seu único refúgio, nunca pensou em ser nem ”meio intelectual, nem meio de esquerda”, como dizia Antonio Prata, queria mesmo era sentir as emoções que ora a deixavam deslumbrada em sonhos e ilusões tão doces quanto um doce de padaria numa tarde de primavera, riu por um instante ao pensar tão ingenuamente, mas ora pensara também com um ar de frustração e desânimo se algum dia poderia viver tais emoções em sua própria estória, seria capaz de fazer sua vida "valer à pena", poderia ela, "tornar sua alma tão grande para que valesse a pena"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como de costume, não tinha resposta para esta pergunta, nem para tantas outras que surgiam de repente em meio aos seus pensamentos! Mas desfrutava daquele momento, como quem desfruta de um oásis em meio ao deserto, sentia que nada era tão importante quanto a sua busca interior dentro do outro, dentro de um mundo que ainda não era o seu próprio, mas que se fosse não a desagradaria nem um pouco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por essas e outras razões, lia. Lia incansavelmente à procura de seu tesouro perdido, como se a resposta de cada pergunta a cerca de si, fosse uma jóia preciosa que o destinou roubara, privando-a de seu direito de conhecer quem realmente era.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-1654898763317640557?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/1654898763317640557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/07/tempo-e-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1654898763317640557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1654898763317640557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/07/tempo-e-vida.html' title='-O Tempo, a vida e os livros'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZIRZTkPRQM/Ti9mcBJHQbI/AAAAAAAAAiI/C5qpNVaemYM/s72-c/tempo_voa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-5760452222612068356</id><published>2011-07-24T22:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T22:28:06.605-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Grifos meus'/><title type='text'>- Fé, segundo Rubem Alves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdCqFLKMB7A/TizD4621cwI/AAAAAAAAAh4/iQfgrSolH2M/s1600/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" width="259" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdCqFLKMB7A/TizD4621cwI/AAAAAAAAAh4/iQfgrSolH2M/s320/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;" Pensei que a vida se parece com um&lt;br /&gt;quebra-cabeças .Quebra-cabeças: milhares de&lt;br /&gt;peças espalhadas sobre a mesa , uma bagunça&lt;br /&gt;enorme , que não faz sentido .&lt;br /&gt;Mas as caixas dos quebra-cabeças que se&lt;br /&gt;compram nas lojas dizem que a bagunça&lt;br /&gt;pode se transformar em beleza : elas trazem&lt;br /&gt;impresso o modelo , que pode ser um lago ,&lt;br /&gt;um castelo , uma menina lendo um livro ,&lt;br /&gt;um jardim , um anjo tocando bandolim ...&lt;br /&gt;Gastamos então horas e horas ( eu já gastei meses ...)&lt;br /&gt;pacientemente trabalhando para transformar o caos&lt;br /&gt;em sentido . Pois eu pensei que a vida é um&lt;br /&gt;quebra-cabeças com milhares , milhões de peças .&lt;br /&gt;Mas acontece que o quebra-cabeças da vida não&lt;br /&gt;vem acompanhado de um modelo .&lt;br /&gt;Não sabemos o seu sentido .&lt;br /&gt;Não sabemos como é a beleza .&lt;br /&gt;O modelo precisa ser reinventado .&lt;br /&gt;E é somente o coração , ajudado pela inteligência ,&lt;br /&gt;que pode fazer isto . Os dois se pôem , então ,&lt;br /&gt;a trabalhar . Observam as peças , conferem as cores ,&lt;br /&gt;examinam as formas e , repentinamente , aparece&lt;br /&gt;um modelo , produzido pela magia da imaginação .&lt;br /&gt;O modelo não foi visto , porque ele não está em&lt;br /&gt;lugar algum . É um sonho ! Mas , se é que não&lt;br /&gt;sabem , que aprendam : a vida é feita de sonhos !&lt;br /&gt;Se o sonho nos parecer belo , começaremos a&lt;br /&gt;organizar as peças fragmentárias da nossa vida para&lt;br /&gt;que o sonho se torne realidade porque desejamos&lt;br /&gt;que a vida seja bela . Certezas não há .&lt;br /&gt;Mas se o sonho nos seduzir por sua beleza ,&lt;br /&gt;teremos coragem para apostar nele a nossa vida inteira.&lt;br /&gt;Apostar nossa vida num sonho , sem certeza alguma ,&lt;br /&gt;é isso que se chama fé ."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5760452222612068356?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5760452222612068356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/07/fe-segundo-rubem-alves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5760452222612068356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5760452222612068356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/07/fe-segundo-rubem-alves.html' title='- Fé, segundo Rubem Alves'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdCqFLKMB7A/TizD4621cwI/AAAAAAAAAh4/iQfgrSolH2M/s72-c/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-2620919383768222038</id><published>2011-03-27T13:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.708-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Falando de Amor'/><title type='text'>-Alguém</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBeQvARKrCM/TY9ksdhMo7I/AAAAAAAAAhk/ocPGl5bzMlE/s1600/nas%2Bm%25C3%25A3os.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="237" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBeQvARKrCM/TY9ksdhMo7I/AAAAAAAAAhk/ocPGl5bzMlE/s320/nas%2Bm%25C3%25A3os.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Muitas vezes não conseguimos enxergar, ou simplesmente, esquecemos de quem somos e, então se faz necessária a presença de alguém que entenda e compreenda cada mísero retalho de pensamento e emoção do nosso ser! Mas coisa rara é encontrar um amigo, um irmão ou mesmo um terapeuta PhD que consiga entrar nesse labirinto para nos conduzir à saída... Que saiba dizer exatamente as palavras certas e essenciais à nossa alma naquele momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém tão sincronizado conosco que saiba nos mostrar aquilo que não conseguimos aceitar, mas que é a mais pura verdade sobre quem realmente somos. Alguém que nos faça entender... Que somos capazes de chegar aonde quisermos, de ser aquilo que quisermos ser, que nos diga simplesmente que somos seres humanos incríveis, vencedores e que temos um valor imensurável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nossos olhos e mente se fecham acreditando somente no que nos parece ou achamos que é a verdade, mas que no fundo é uma grande mentira que acaba por corromper o nosso coração e bloquear as nossas maiores capacidades! Esquecemos que o simples fato de termos o privilégio de estar na vida, de viver a vida, de respirar e ter fôlego para viver, já é o maior motivo para não nos prendermos em nossas próprias prisões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero dizer, que durante as nossas vidas provavelmente vamos encontrar pessoas assim, e com certeza Deus conhece a necessidade de cada um, e Ele mesmo providencia pessoas capacitadas para nos ajudar, senão como explicar grandes amizades, ou pessoas tão especiais em nossas vidas? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contudo, o ser humano é falho, e também corremos o risco de nos decepcionarmos mesmo com essas pessoas que amamos tanto, só que Jesus não falha, o Espírito Santo de Deus não falha e nenhuma Palavra de Deus até hoje nunca falhou! Por isso, precisamos nos tornar cada vez mais amigos de Deus, confiar nEle e esperar pelo Seu consolo, ter comunhão com Ele e andar pelo caminho que Ele nos deixou!&lt;br /&gt;Jesus provou que temos valor para o Pai, que somos sua mais perfeita criação, senão não seríamos como a imagem e semelhança dEle! Então, não importa quantos pensamentos ruins circulem sobre a sua mente, não importa o que os outros pensam ou julgam sobre você, sobre quem você é ou até onde você vai chegar! O que importa é encontrarmos o caminho de felicidade para nossas vidas e a paz para os nossos corações!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, sejamos fortes o suficiente para ver realmente quem somos... Que possamos enxergar as pessoas incríveis dentro nós e que façamos desse Alguém especial que tanto precisamos Jesus, nosso fiel amigo e companheiro.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-2620919383768222038?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/2620919383768222038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/03/alguem.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2620919383768222038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2620919383768222038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/03/alguem.html' title='-Alguém'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBeQvARKrCM/TY9ksdhMo7I/AAAAAAAAAhk/ocPGl5bzMlE/s72-c/nas%2Bm%25C3%25A3os.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7414213506711875144</id><published>2011-03-13T14:47:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.708-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Pensando'/><title type='text'>- A Montanha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jv2eehdthOg/TX0GExy7A0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/npDwvanUp84/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jv2eehdthOg/TX0GExy7A0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/npDwvanUp84/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583625792165446466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A montanha é alta, é íngreme e rochosa... Se você não encontrar forças para subir e determinação para vencer os obstáculos que surgirem no decorrer do caminho, provavelmente ficará cada vez mais longe do cume ou mesmo cair, se frustrar e desistir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas em tudo na vida... Na vida espiritual, trabalho, estudos, projetos pessoais, namoro, casamento é preciso de uma porção recheada de coragem para vencer o medo nos momentos covardes; é preciso inteligência para saber até onde vale a pena escalar; é preciso esforço e disposição para seguir em frente e o principal, é preciso guardar a fé, para não tropeçar nem cair nos momentos de deslizes e abalos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o que você quer é estar lá no alto, no pico desta montanha da vida, se é lá onde seu coração almeja estar... Suba, escale, não desista!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7414213506711875144?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7414213506711875144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/03/montanha.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7414213506711875144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7414213506711875144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/03/montanha.html' title='- A Montanha'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jv2eehdthOg/TX0GExy7A0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/npDwvanUp84/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-4095137245417471351</id><published>2011-03-13T12:37:00.018-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T14:10:13.858-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Consciente'/><title type='text'>- Mudando Realidades</title><content type='html'>Gente, duas histórias que eu sinto profundamente e com todo respeito que possa caber nessa postagem, a necessidade de divulgar e compartilhar com os leitores!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;primeira&lt;/span&gt; história, que tenho o maior orgulho em dizer que é de uma brasileira chamada &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Laíssa Sobral Martins&lt;/span&gt;, um exemplo de superação que prova sim, que é possível, vencer as dificuldades com determinação e mudar o rumo de sua história! E, pra quem acha, que pobre não tem oportunidade de ter um diploma "superior", está redondamente enganado! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"(...)&lt;br /&gt;Apesar das dificuldades Laíssa não se queixa dos professores, tem carinho e respeito por todos. Aprendeu desde cedo que a vida não é fácil, mas que não existe outra forma de enfrentá-la que não seja de frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ObZUwmdjnY/TXzuiMJVT-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/mucURYC7REo/s1600/IMG_6186utpmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ObZUwmdjnY/TXzuiMJVT-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/mucURYC7REo/s320/IMG_6186utpmp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583599909175906274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)a guerreira Laíssa, está na universidade. Mais uma menina negra, favelada, sofrida, adentra pelos portões das universidades brasileiras. Dentre em pouco ela deixará ser uma catadora e será uma gestora ambiental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laíssa entra para as estatísticas que mostram que em sete anos mais jovens negros e pardos entraram para a universidade do que nos últimos 500 anos. Em 2004 quando o governo Lula implantou o sistema de cotas na Universidade de Brasília (UnB) apenas 2% dos estudantes universitários brasileiros eram negros, apesar de a população negra representar mais de 46% da população brasileira. Atualmente quase um milhão de estudantes negros estão em cursos superiores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, como a vida não é fácil, ela tem medo muito medo do preconceito que encontrará na universidade, pois diferentemente dos outros alunos o pagamento de sua mensalidade sairá de seu trabalho na cooperativa. Trabalho este que, muitos brasileiros ainda não conhecem e não entendem o valor.&lt;br /&gt;(...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Queridos,por favor, leiam a reportagem de Joelma do Couto na íntegra no site &lt;a href="http://www.marcioramosfoto.com.br/inventar/?p=49"&gt;Inventar a vida&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;segunda&lt;/span&gt; história, pelo amor de DEUS,não menos importante, mas tão linda quanto a de Laíssa, é a de um pugilista haitiano que se tornou campeão da WBA (World Boxing Association), essa está disponível no site do Globo Esporte, e foi ao ar nesse domingo de manhã no &lt;a href="http://globoesporte.globo.com/programas/esporte-espetacular/noticia/2011/03/trocar-socos-e-melhor-que-trocar-tiros-diz-jovem-pugilista-idolo-no-haiti.html"&gt;Esporte Espetacular&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LL27-s_38hE/TXzx07nKaDI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ByQSmWQOkLk/s1600/evenspierre_div.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LL27-s_38hE/TXzx07nKaDI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ByQSmWQOkLk/s320/evenspierre_div.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583603529690015794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Evans Pierre&lt;/span&gt;, lutou contra a fome, a pobreza, a miséria, a violência das ruas e a troca de tiros entre as ganges na favela mais violenta do Haiti! O que prova que já era um lutador desde que nasceu. Mas o fato de crescer onde cresceu e se manter longe dos horrores da sua realidade só foi reconhecido depois do título de Campeão, mais que merecido!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"(...) "Cité Soleil", descobriu um ídolo esportivo após anos de convivência com gangues armadas e tráfico de drogas.&lt;br /&gt;Abrigando mais de 300 mil pessoas, a favela, localizada no subúrbio da capital Porto Príncipe, é vítima da ação de ex-soldados do extinto exército haitiano. Armas, massacres e crimes violentos fazem o local ser considerado uma “terra de ninguém”.&lt;br /&gt;Mas essa história mudou em 2004, com a chegada dos soldados brasileiros que ocuparam e trouxeram paz à favela. E não apenas o exército teve papel fundamental na pacificação. Com o terremoto de 2010, 3 mil criminosos fugiram da prisão local de Porto Príncipe e retornaram a Cité Soleil. Quando chegaram, tiveram uma surpresa: um novo guerreiro estava a posto de “guarda alta” no local. Era o pugilista haitiano Evens Pierre, de 26 anos, nascido e criado na comunidade carente.&lt;br /&gt;(...)o pugilista se tornou campeão da América Central, ganhando o cinturão da Associação Mundial de Boxe, a WBA, na categoria peso pena até 61 kg.&lt;br /&gt;Apesar do sucesso, Evens enfrenta o problema de não ter ringue. Treina em meio à rua em Cité Soleil. O terremoto destruiu o único ringue da cidade. Mas para ele, isso não serve de desculpa para deixar de ajudar as crianças e de incentivá-las a praticar esporte, deixando a violência de lado.&lt;br /&gt;(...)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Histórias de vida como essas, não são somente exemplos, mas a prova de que é mais que possível mudar, transformar e criar novas realidades, novas expectativas e futuros diferentes!&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"É difícil defender,&lt;br /&gt;só com palavras, a vida,&lt;br /&gt;ainda mais quando ela é&lt;br /&gt;esta que vê, severina&lt;br /&gt;mas se responder não pude&lt;br /&gt;à pergunta que fazia [qual a razão de viver?],&lt;br /&gt;ela, a vida, a respondeu&lt;br /&gt;com sua presença viva."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;- Final de Morte e Vida severina, João Cabral de Melo Neto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-4095137245417471351?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/4095137245417471351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/03/mudando-realidades.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4095137245417471351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4095137245417471351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/03/mudando-realidades.html' title='- Mudando Realidades'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ObZUwmdjnY/TXzuiMJVT-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/mucURYC7REo/s72-c/IMG_6186utpmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-9021004216073069084</id><published>2011-03-05T02:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:26:07.511-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><title type='text'>Nos seus olhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMCMYZmRUFg/TXHGbtNDI0I/AAAAAAAAAg0/oRMF1gNU6k4/s1600/images%2B%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMCMYZmRUFg/TXHGbtNDI0I/AAAAAAAAAg0/oRMF1gNU6k4/s320/images%2B%25283%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580459592581849922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;♪...Olhe nos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E diga o que você&lt;br /&gt;Vê quando eles vêem&lt;br /&gt;Que você me vê&lt;br /&gt;Olho nos seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E o que eu posso ler&lt;br /&gt;Que eles ficam melhores&lt;br /&gt;Quando eles me lêem...♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪...Sou sua mas não posso ser&lt;br /&gt;Sou seu mas ninguém pode saber&lt;br /&gt;Amor eu te proíbo&lt;br /&gt;De não me querer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho nos seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E sinto que você&lt;br /&gt;Faz eles brilharem&lt;br /&gt;Como astro rei&lt;br /&gt;Olhe nos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E o que você vai ver&lt;br /&gt;Seu rosto iluminado&lt;br /&gt;A lua de um além&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu leio as suas asas&lt;br /&gt;Borboletas&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus que linda imagem&lt;br /&gt;Me atormenta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou seu mas eu não posso ser&lt;br /&gt;Sou sua mas ninguém pode saber&lt;br /&gt;Amor eu te proíbo&lt;br /&gt;De não me querer♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Nando Reis&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-9021004216073069084?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/9021004216073069084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/03/nos-seus-olhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/9021004216073069084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/9021004216073069084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/03/nos-seus-olhos.html' title='Nos seus olhos'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMCMYZmRUFg/TXHGbtNDI0I/AAAAAAAAAg0/oRMF1gNU6k4/s72-c/images%2B%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-4283567324251481900</id><published>2011-02-13T20:43:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.709-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Coisa de mulher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>-Intensidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nduGuU1LK-g/TVhg6WnVMkI/AAAAAAAAAgs/8Pytder7hSk/s1600/b658444b662fce00ddcd361648a4753837151c72.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nduGuU1LK-g/TVhg6WnVMkI/AAAAAAAAAgs/8Pytder7hSk/s320/b658444b662fce00ddcd361648a4753837151c72.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573311094490214978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Às vezes é uma sensação ruim de que estou sempre entre um extremo e outro na linha do exagero, como se as frases sempre terminassem com “mais”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É como comer além da fome num ato desenfreado de gula, como infringir as regras e amar além do que é possível!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A palavra mais adequada para esses momentos com certeza é &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Intensidade&lt;/span&gt;! Creio que todo mundo já sentiu isso antes, mas em especial nós mulheres em algum momento já sentimos esses lapsos da nossa personalidade arrepiar até os fios de cabelo... E se não me passou despercebido por aí, nessa infinidade de blogs femininos que rolam na internet, todos pelos quais passei têm alguma coisinha, mesmo que uma simples citação sobre esse momento feliz ou infeliz que nós entendemos como ninguém!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, eis aqui o meu post sobre intensidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedico a todas vocês, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;intensas&lt;/span&gt; que vivem e sentem a vida a flor da pele no melhor e, mais delicado sentido da palavra!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não podia deixar de citar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Às vezes tudo se ilumina de uma intensa irrealidade&lt;br /&gt;E é como se agora este pobre, este único, &lt;br /&gt;este efêmero instante do mundo&lt;br /&gt;Estivesse pintado numa tela,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mário Quintana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-4283567324251481900?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/4283567324251481900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/02/intensidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4283567324251481900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4283567324251481900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/02/intensidade.html' title='-Intensidade'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nduGuU1LK-g/TVhg6WnVMkI/AAAAAAAAAgs/8Pytder7hSk/s72-c/b658444b662fce00ddcd361648a4753837151c72.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-4975464824286509902</id><published>2011-01-26T21:53:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.710-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Falando de Amor'/><title type='text'>Exmo sr. Meu Namorado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TUC0-Lv0dTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Rp8rpf9d4Ik/s1600/OgAAANb75inLjrvSXsGoF_F0wuKsGyha4OAdOhRemIIF4yk2RJv04speJVFj1028aau2zBn20V1dQxF8wA2lCFZPFlUAm1T1UGsTQCsKcK9fU7BIkvSwzWyeQbp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TUC0-Lv0dTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Rp8rpf9d4Ik/s200/OgAAANb75inLjrvSXsGoF_F0wuKsGyha4OAdOhRemIIF4yk2RJv04speJVFj1028aau2zBn20V1dQxF8wA2lCFZPFlUAm1T1UGsTQCsKcK9fU7BIkvSwzWyeQbp4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566648119828182322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não encontrei palavras&lt;br /&gt;para te dizer&lt;br /&gt;só silêncios, e no meio deles&lt;br /&gt;achei um sorriso um abraço,&lt;br /&gt;um olhar e um pensamento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.: Apenas preciso dizer que você&lt;br /&gt;faz parte de um lado belo e feliz&lt;br /&gt;de mim!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-4975464824286509902?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/4975464824286509902/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/exmo-sr-meu-namorado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4975464824286509902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4975464824286509902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/exmo-sr-meu-namorado.html' title='Exmo sr. Meu Namorado'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TUC0-Lv0dTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Rp8rpf9d4Ik/s72-c/OgAAANb75inLjrvSXsGoF_F0wuKsGyha4OAdOhRemIIF4yk2RJv04speJVFj1028aau2zBn20V1dQxF8wA2lCFZPFlUAm1T1UGsTQCsKcK9fU7BIkvSwzWyeQbp4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-3774680871971281545</id><published>2011-01-23T21:40:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.710-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'>"Caminhos mais altos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TTzMjBrfYoI/AAAAAAAAAgA/0ZgvMIk-2LU/s1600/images%2B%25286%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TTzMjBrfYoI/AAAAAAAAAgA/0ZgvMIk-2LU/s320/images%2B%25286%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565548141641425538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Algumas vezes precisamos começar de novo do zero,&lt;br /&gt;e em outras precisamos fazer isso muitas vezes,&lt;br /&gt;para recuperar as bases mesmo que seja difícil, trabalhoso e demorado!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas prefiro pensar que vale mais uma estrutura construída sob uma base forte do que uma bela torre prestes a cair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou mudando, e preciso mudar constatemente! Essa sou eu!&lt;br /&gt;E, se me perguntarem o que tenho na bagagem? Vou dizer: - Coragem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coragem pra recomeçar, aonde quer que eu pare ou que a vida me faça parar! &lt;br /&gt;Meu objetivo é terminar minha obra, meu prédio, meu arranha-céu! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-3774680871971281545?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/3774680871971281545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/caminhos-mais-altos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3774680871971281545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3774680871971281545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/caminhos-mais-altos.html' title='&quot;Caminhos mais altos&quot;'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TTzMjBrfYoI/AAAAAAAAAgA/0ZgvMIk-2LU/s72-c/images%2B%25286%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-2053492741251134709</id><published>2011-01-06T22:36:00.015-02:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:35:15.638-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Grifos meus'/><title type='text'>Trem noturno para Lisboa   - P. Mercier</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSZnw75XpzI/AAAAAAAAAfw/AQSVdMRcr2Y/s1600/trem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSZnw75XpzI/AAAAAAAAAfw/AQSVdMRcr2Y/s200/trem.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559244880445155122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Se é verdade que apenas podemos viver uma pequena parte daquilo que há dentro de nós, o que acontece com o resto?" pg.25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"...uma parte da dignidade humana consiste na força para enfrentar o prório destino mesmo que seja o mais difícil."pg. 92&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As exigências da vida, todas as coisas com que temos de nos confrontar e ultrapassar, são simplismente numerosas e poderosas demais para que os nossos sentimentos possam superá-las incólumes. Por isso, o que importava para ele era a lealdade. Segundo ele, lealdade não era um sentimento, e sim um desejo uma decisão, uma opção da alma. Algo que transforma a coincidência de encontros e a coincidência dos sentimentos em uma necessidade. um sopro de eternidade, dizia, apenas um sopro, mas ainda assim, um sopro." pg. 228&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quando o tempo de uma vida se torna raro, as regras passam a não valer mais. Então parece que você perdeu o rumo e está maduro para o manicômio, mas no fundo é precisamente o contrário, para o manicômio deveriam ir aquelas pessoas que não querem se dar conta de que o tempo ficou raro." pg. 292&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Memento Mori&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;("Lembre-se que você é mortal, lembre-se você vai morrer"&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;blockquote&gt;(...)Tornar-se consciente daquilo que, no fundo, se quer. A consciência do tempo limitado, que se esgota, como nova fonte de vitalidade para enfrentar o próprios hábitos e as epectativas, mas principalmente as expectativas e as ameaças dos outros. Como algo, portanto, que abre o futuro, não algo que o fecha...Qual é a resposta?&lt;br /&gt;Não desperdice o tempo, transforme-o em algo valioso.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que significa: valioso? Começar, finalmente, a concretizar desejos longamente cultivados? Infringir o equívoco de que mais tarde, sempre haverá tempo ainda? O memento como instrumento na luta contra o comodismo, Como autonegação e medo, ligado às transformações que se fazem necessárias. Fazer aquela viagem longamente sonhada, &lt;br /&gt;aprender aquela língua, ler aqueles livros, comprar uma jóia, passar uma noite naquele famoso hotel. Assumir-se.&lt;br /&gt;Desse rol, fazem parte ainda coisas maiores: abdicar da profissão da qual não se gosta, libertar-se de um ambiente odiado. Fazer aquilo que contribui para que nos tornemos mais genuínos, para nos aproximarmos ainda mais de nós mesmos...&lt;br /&gt;Lembra-te que terás de morrer um dia, talvez amanhã."pg 359/360.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"O veneno ardente do desgoto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Quando os outros nos levam a nos irritarmos com eles - com a sua insolência, injutiça, falta de escrúpulos - , o que acontece é que exercem poder obre nós, crescem dentro de nós devorandnos a alma, pois irritação é como um veneno ardente que destrói todos os sentimentos brandos, nobres e equilibrados e nos rouba o sono. Insones, acendemos a luz e nos irritamos com a irritação que se instalou dentro de nó como um parasita danoso que nos suga e nos rouba as forças." pg. 397&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-2053492741251134709?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/2053492741251134709/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/trem-noturno-para-lisboa-p-mercier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2053492741251134709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2053492741251134709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/trem-noturno-para-lisboa-p-mercier.html' title='Trem noturno para Lisboa   - P. Mercier'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSZnw75XpzI/AAAAAAAAAfw/AQSVdMRcr2Y/s72-c/trem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-4953735266799931803</id><published>2011-01-05T22:00:00.011-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.711-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'>Pessoas altivas,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSUWdYX_StI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ijdQ4omXxoM/s1600/mulher-por-dela_IS669-056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSUWdYX_StI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ijdQ4omXxoM/s200/mulher-por-dela_IS669-056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558874009073830610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vocês me &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cansam&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSUV4Z3rdLI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/iKPJhjt5EGk/s1600/Arrogancia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSUV4Z3rdLI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/iKPJhjt5EGk/s320/Arrogancia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558873373820023986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sem mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-4953735266799931803?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/4953735266799931803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/recado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4953735266799931803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4953735266799931803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/recado.html' title='Pessoas altivas,'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSUWdYX_StI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ijdQ4omXxoM/s72-c/mulher-por-dela_IS669-056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7813243098003282954</id><published>2011-01-02T16:54:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.712-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Pensando'/><title type='text'>E a vida é feita de quê mesmo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSDKGT9TIPI/AAAAAAAAAfA/TdfQmXC5EGc/s1600/rumo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSDKGT9TIPI/AAAAAAAAAfA/TdfQmXC5EGc/s320/rumo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557664149960597746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudanças de rumo? &lt;br /&gt;Iniciativas interminadas...ou incompletudes'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente me remeti àquela adolescente inconseqüente que na verdade eu nunca fui,mas que sempre imaginei como seria, examinando lados bons e ruins e etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, o caso é que deixei de ver o que queria, para ver o que era real! No fim das contas...Exatas, definitivamente NÃO, 30% talvez e, nada mais. Chega! Stop!No, no, no! Pois bem, larguei meu curso de licenciatura em ciências, até poderia com prazer exercer alguma docência, mas nenhuma ciência natural, nada que me possibilitasse ser apenas 50% de mim, porque se não for para ser 100%, não vale a pena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso e por outras...mudando o rumo, otimismo na bolsa, fé no coração e Jesus no barco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus...Chemistry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7813243098003282954?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7813243098003282954/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-vida-e-feita-de-que-mesmo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7813243098003282954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7813243098003282954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-vida-e-feita-de-que-mesmo.html' title='E a vida é feita de quê mesmo?'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSDKGT9TIPI/AAAAAAAAAfA/TdfQmXC5EGc/s72-c/rumo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7416811309389838250</id><published>2011-01-02T16:36:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T23:12:33.166-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Grifos meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Pensando'/><title type='text'>Hotel Brasil, F. Betto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSZnThZYypI/AAAAAAAAAfo/eJn6Qv2OMZ4/s1600/78934%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSZnThZYypI/AAAAAAAAAfo/eJn6Qv2OMZ4/s320/78934%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559244375115483794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;E por tantos motivos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Tivesse agredido alguém na fila do banco ou deixado de lado a dieta, e enfiado a cara numa feijoada, com certeza me sentiria agora menos traída por mim mesma."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - pg. 175. Armadilha, Mônica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Em, ou sobre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Dentro de mim, há um misto de pânico e deslumbre, horror e encanto. Ardo de desejo de abocanhar o mundo, triturá-lo com os dentes e, em seguida cuspi-lo, pois me recuso a digerí-lo."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- pg. 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7416811309389838250?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7416811309389838250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-por-tantos-motivos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7416811309389838250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7416811309389838250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-por-tantos-motivos.html' title='Hotel Brasil, F. Betto'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TSZnThZYypI/AAAAAAAAAfo/eJn6Qv2OMZ4/s72-c/78934%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-511281376554796666</id><published>2010-12-21T22:47:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:08:22.826-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Falando de Amor'/><title type='text'>Pra Ser Amor - Ricky Vallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TRFN7NkFlJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/81jFHDxzu4c/s1600/images%2B%25284%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TRFN7NkFlJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/81jFHDxzu4c/s320/images%2B%25284%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553305495173174418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪ Pra ser amor&lt;br /&gt;Tinha que ser &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mais forte&lt;/span&gt; do que nós&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ser companhia quando estamos sós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;invisivel e abrasador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra ser amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tinha que haver bem mais compreensão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinha que ser &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;maior do que a razão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;imbatível como um vencedor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse amor&lt;br /&gt;Todo &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;o universo ia conspirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dando um remédio pra aliviar a dor&lt;br /&gt;Pra ser amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tinha que ser nós dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;Pra ser amor ♪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-511281376554796666?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/511281376554796666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/12/pra-ser-amor-ricky-vallen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/511281376554796666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/511281376554796666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/12/pra-ser-amor-ricky-vallen.html' title='Pra Ser Amor - Ricky Vallen'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TRFN7NkFlJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/81jFHDxzu4c/s72-c/images%2B%25284%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-4903385258092442157</id><published>2010-12-14T21:59:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.712-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>- Descaso</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O Descaso com os “livres e sem dono”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Resenha do Documentário:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Ilha das Flores”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorocaba, 01 de Julho de 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Autoras: Ingrid T. Ribeiro; Juliane M. Consolmagno; Kedma C. F. da Silva. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TQgHjLbL4eI/AAAAAAAAAd0/VZ22BOa8H1A/s1600/ilha_das_flores_01-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TQgHjLbL4eI/AAAAAAAAAd0/VZ22BOa8H1A/s200/ilha_das_flores_01-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550694841677767138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;O curta de Jorge Furtado, por meio de assuntos e objetos banais do cotidiano, traz a tona relatos da vida de seres que se diferem dos outros mamíferos por terem “telencéfalo altamente desenvolvido e polegar opositor”, seres humanos livres, sem donos e habitantes de um cenário como tantos outros lugares atingidos pelo reflexo do capitalismo, chamado Ilha das Flores, localizado no Brasil, na cidade de Porto Alegre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com um toque de sarcasmo, o cineasta narra à trajetória de um simples tomate, tendo como plano de fundo a influencia da economia sobre uma sociedade racional e consumista. Utilizando – se de explicações científicas, demonstra, com sutileza, a capacidade do ser humano em descobrir, criar e desenvolver, ao longo de sua evolução que modificou além de sua forma de viver também sua forma de ser, gerando e obtendo a busca pela liberdade, mesmo com restrições já que a liberdade com qualidade de vida passou a ter preço devido a desigualdade advinda do capitalismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claramente o roteirista mostra a inversão de valores na sociedade de poder, que se apresenta indiferente e desumana com sua própria espécie chegando ao ápice de valorizar aos porcos por movimentarem a economia ao servirem de consumo, do que aos seus irmãos, deixando – os por muitas vezes expostos aos perigos do lixo que causa doenças àqueles que sobrevivem dos restos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O ser humano se diferencia dos outros animais por ter o telencéfalo desenvolvido, polegar opositor e por ser livre. - Livre, é o estado daquele que tem liberdade! - Liberdade é uma palavra que o sonho humano alimenta, que não há ninguém que explique, e ninguém que não entenda.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considerando-se os relatos do curta-metragem de Furtado, é notória a triste realidade da injustiça planada às classes menos favorecidas, remetendo-nos à reflexão de nossos próprios valores e prioridades, conscientizando-nos de nosso próprio descaso com os seres humanos que se encontram à margem da sociedade de capitais e lucros, sendo tratados como animais inferiores, “por serem livres e sem dono”.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bibliografia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ilha das Flores:&lt;/span&gt; curta metragem sobre a realidade humana. Direção e Roteiro: Jorge Furtado. Produção Mônica Schmiedt, Giba Assis Brasil, Nôra Gulart, Interpretes: Ciça Reckziegel, Edição Giba Assis Brasil, Narração Paulo José. Duração 13 min. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disponível em:&lt; http://www.portacurtas.com.br/pop_160.asp?Cod=647&amp;Exib=2769 &gt;. Acesso em: 27 de Junho de 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-4903385258092442157?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/4903385258092442157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/12/descaso.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4903385258092442157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4903385258092442157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/12/descaso.html' title='- Descaso'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TQgHjLbL4eI/AAAAAAAAAd0/VZ22BOa8H1A/s72-c/ilha_das_flores_01-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-2386155838170282464</id><published>2010-12-08T18:39:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.713-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Nesse mundo'/><title type='text'>Grata.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nada do que vivemos tem sentido &lt;br /&gt;se não tocarmos o coração das pessoas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Cora Coralina]&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TP_xMBdNccI/AAAAAAAAAds/S73Dp6relew/s1600/menininha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TP_xMBdNccI/AAAAAAAAAds/S73Dp6relew/s320/menininha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548418454795416002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Me sinto imensamente feliz em saber&lt;br /&gt;que em algum momento pude contribuir&lt;br /&gt;com a jornada de alguém,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo que com uma simples palavra, &lt;br /&gt;ou compatilhando algum momento do meu proprio caminho,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Afinal, às vezes esse 'sentir, que todos nós temos, &lt;br /&gt;é tão intenso que não tem jeito, nem forma de guardar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;E,é sempre bom quando têm alguém pra 'sentir junto com gente!&lt;br /&gt;                                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Att.&lt;br /&gt;Juliane Mariah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-2386155838170282464?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/2386155838170282464/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/12/grata.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2386155838170282464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2386155838170282464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/12/grata.html' title='Grata.'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TP_xMBdNccI/AAAAAAAAAds/S73Dp6relew/s72-c/menininha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-3929282459334249809</id><published>2010-12-04T23:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T22:56:18.777-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Nossas cicatrizes tem o poder de nos fazer lembrar que o passado foi real - (Hannibal Lecter)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-3929282459334249809?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/3929282459334249809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/12/nossas-cicatrizes-tem-o-poder-de-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3929282459334249809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3929282459334249809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/12/nossas-cicatrizes-tem-o-poder-de-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-876331820157759345</id><published>2010-08-03T09:34:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T09:43:32.567-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><title type='text'>"... faça alguma coisa todo dia, nem que seja inútil."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TFgN3_Rby7I/AAAAAAAAAdc/2zgk5mu2DNc/s1600/OCUPADO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TFgN3_Rby7I/AAAAAAAAAdc/2zgk5mu2DNc/s320/OCUPADO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501162200361585586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://br.noticias.yahoo.com/s/02082010/48/manchetes-pessoas-ocupadas-sao-felizes-bracos.html"&gt;http://br.noticias.yahoo.com/s/02082010/48/manchetes-pessoas-ocupadas-sao-felizes-bracos.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-876331820157759345?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/876331820157759345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/08/faca-alguma-coisa-todo-dia-nem-que-seja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/876331820157759345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/876331820157759345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/08/faca-alguma-coisa-todo-dia-nem-que-seja.html' title='&quot;... faça alguma coisa todo dia, nem que seja inútil.&quot;'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TFgN3_Rby7I/AAAAAAAAAdc/2zgk5mu2DNc/s72-c/OCUPADO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-2595719005764533911</id><published>2010-05-31T13:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T14:08:07.024-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Falando de Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><title type='text'>Mas Deus prova o seu amor para conosco, em que Cristo morreu por nós, sendo nós ainda pecadores.</title><content type='html'>Romanos 5:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TAPrmJ-2tSI/AAAAAAAAAc0/6XDM7ev7hYE/s1600/oracao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TAPrmJ-2tSI/AAAAAAAAAc0/6XDM7ev7hYE/s320/oracao.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477480612559762722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Obrigada Senhor, por me amar ...principalmente quando eu não mereço!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-2595719005764533911?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/2595719005764533911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/05/mas-deus-prova-o-seu-amor-para-conosco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2595719005764533911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2595719005764533911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/05/mas-deus-prova-o-seu-amor-para-conosco.html' title='Mas Deus prova o seu amor para conosco, em que Cristo morreu por nós, sendo nós ainda pecadores.'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/TAPrmJ-2tSI/AAAAAAAAAc0/6XDM7ev7hYE/s72-c/oracao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-5687795463049970195</id><published>2010-04-21T11:53:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T12:42:47.834-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>- Soberba</title><content type='html'>Eu sempre deixo o meu navegador para abrir com o site da &lt;a href="http://www.bibliaonline.com.br/acf"&gt;Bíblia Online&lt;/a&gt; assim começo logo o dia com uma Palavra maravilhosa, e hoje, a palavra para a minha reflexão é &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Soberba&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ainda que o SENHOR é excelso, atenta todavia para o humilde; mas ao soberbo conhece-o de longe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salmos 138:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de mais nada, você deve estar pensando talvez com um pouquinho de equívoco: - "Soberba? Uma palavra maravilhosa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não! Soberba não é uma palavra maravilhosa...rs! Mas toda palavra vinda de Deus, sim! Esta nunca é em vão...e aqui quero dizer o quanto é maravilhoso conviver, conversar e ter pessoas simples e humildes perto de nós, e não me entendam mal,  falo de humildade no espírito e simplicidade no jeito de ser e tratar as pessoas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, mas falando mesmo da soberba, esse pobre e infeliz sentimento!&lt;br /&gt;rs...Começo com uma Análise da &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soberba"&gt;Wikipédia&lt;/a&gt;,  não porque é o primeiro site que aparece no Google quando você digita "soberba", mas porque achei bem de acordo com o que eu penso e acho sobre isso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soberba&lt;/span&gt; é o sentimento negativo caracterizado pela pretensão de superioridade sobre as demais pessoas, levando a manifestações ostensivas de arrogância, por vezes sem fundamento algum em fatos ou variáveis reais. O termo provém do latim superbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S88bE2VDfkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/BqCs1K6iNZw/s1600/soberba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S88bE2VDfkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/BqCs1K6iNZw/s200/soberba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462614643140951618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"A soberba não é privilégio dos ricos. Os pobres também podem experimentar a soberba ao se considerarem especiais e buscando fingir serem o que não são. Não só através de bens materiais, pois muitas vezes a pessoa pode se sentir superior aos outros por acreditar que é o melhor no que faz, no que decide, na sua capacidade de resolver situações.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o invejoso guarda tal sentimento para si, se remoendo internamente (talvez até com medo das denotações negativas que tal sentimento pode compor), o soberbo tende a se mostrar, pois está enamorado com a própria existência. O soberbo se sente auto-realizado, querendo mostrar-se para os outros a todo preço, querendo despertar a inveja e a admiração dos outros, como se isso elevasse sua estima ao máximo e lhe trouxesse prazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S88bFPrLGEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5j8vnVnq_z8/s1600/1241271032814_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S88bFPrLGEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5j8vnVnq_z8/s200/1241271032814_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462614649944610882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O soberbo quer superar sempre os outros, mas quando é superado, logo se deixa dominar pela inveja. Para o soberbo, ele deve sempre estar no topo, sendo o parâmetro mais alto para as pessoas, despertando interesse e curiosidade de todos. Quando é superado, logo o soberbo se sente ameaçado, atingido, sendo tomado pela inveja no sentido ruim, querendo depreciar os outros e vangloriar-se, sem que para isso se estruture para se superar ou até fazer uma avaliação da vida, dando-se em determinado momento por satisfeito.&lt;br /&gt;A soberba é contrária à homogeneização da humanidade, pois, uma vez que a humanidade pode se tornar homogênea, com todos os indivíduos sendo e vivendo de maneiras iguais, não haverá mais espaço para a soberba, ao desejo de se tornar diferente e mais especial que os outros, nas mais diversas formas. Com todos vivendo igualitariamente, a soberba não existe, e quem desse pecado sobrevive, se sentirá carente, fraco, ausente, já que não conseguirá atrair atenção de ninguém tão facilmente ao agregar grandes valores a si próprio.&lt;br /&gt;A correção da soberba ocorre única e simplesmente por meio da humildade. É agindo com simplicidade que se consegue combater a soberba nas suas mais diversas formas, evitando a ostentação, contendo as vaidades e olhando o mundo não apenas a partir de si, mas principalmente ao redor de si. O soberbo vê o mundo começando a partir de si, enquanto o correto seria que ele olhasse ao redor, comparasse, analisasse e traçasse seu caminho individualmente, com virtude e solidariedade.&lt;br /&gt;Mas algumas vezes também pode-se perceber que o excesso de humildade é sinal de uma soberba focada na inferioridade. Ou seja, o soberbo não aceita ser como a média, não aceita ser como os demais. Ele precisa se destacar dos outros sendo o "mais" "maior". Se não consegue ser o mais inteligente ele então desejará e será o mais ignorante, falando sobre isso o tempo todo para que, seu interlocutor ao ouvir a depreciação passe a elogiar o soberbo mesmo que seja por educação. Mas isso bastará ao soberbo que quer ser destacado dos outros que são medianos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É isso ai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visitem o &lt;a href="http://vivoporti-igrejaemmovimento.blogspot.com/2009/11/soberba-precede-ruina-e-altivez-do.html"&gt;Blog Vivo Por Ti&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5687795463049970195?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5687795463049970195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/04/soberba.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5687795463049970195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5687795463049970195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/04/soberba.html' title='- Soberba'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S88bE2VDfkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/BqCs1K6iNZw/s72-c/soberba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-8704782951682131194</id><published>2010-03-21T17:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:47:05.952-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S6aFdQv-1vI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/MEvfprKhTlg/s1600-h/77705886414b6698346756eb6c43862de6061271.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S6aFdQv-1vI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/MEvfprKhTlg/s400/77705886414b6698346756eb6c43862de6061271.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451191136737482482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Acho uma delícia quando você esquece os olhos em cima dos meus...”&lt;/span&gt; (Chico Buarque)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-8704782951682131194?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/8704782951682131194/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8704782951682131194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8704782951682131194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S6aFdQv-1vI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/MEvfprKhTlg/s72-c/77705886414b6698346756eb6c43862de6061271.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-6548629799207977399</id><published>2010-03-09T23:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:17:26.797-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>Um texto sobre Capacidade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Certa lenda conta que duas crianças estavam&lt;br /&gt;patinando em cima de um lago congelado. Era uma&lt;br /&gt;tarde nublada, fria e as crianças brincavam sem&lt;br /&gt;preocupação.&lt;br /&gt;De repente, o gelo se quebrou e uma das crianças&lt;br /&gt;caiu na água. A outra criança, vendo que seu&lt;br /&gt;amiguinho se afogava debaixo do gelo, pegou uma&lt;br /&gt;pedra e começou a golpear o gelo.&lt;br /&gt;Quando os bombeiros chegaram e viram o que&lt;br /&gt;havia acontecido, perguntaram ao menino:&lt;br /&gt;- Como você fez isso? É impossível que você tenha&lt;br /&gt;quebrado o gelo com essa pedra em suas mãos tão&lt;br /&gt;pequenas!&lt;br /&gt;Nesse instante, apareceu um ancião e disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Eu sei como ele conseguiu.&lt;br /&gt;Todos perguntaram:&lt;br /&gt;- Como?!&lt;br /&gt;O ancião respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;- Não havia ninguém ao seu redor para lhe dizer&lt;br /&gt;que não poderia fazer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Manoela Vitorino)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-6548629799207977399?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/6548629799207977399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-texto-sobre-capacidade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><title type='text'>Para isso tudo, o meu sorriso!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S32FmBjJv6I/AAAAAAAAAak/iEMbvpSpjZs/s1600-h/sorriso_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S32FmBjJv6I/AAAAAAAAAak/iEMbvpSpjZs/s320/sorriso_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439650813230825378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hoje só quero dizer que estou Feliz...simplesmente!&lt;br /&gt;Não importa, quanta cara feia de mal humor eu veja por aí;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa quantos problemas venham bater na minha porta, nem quanta gente mal educada cruze o meu caminho!&lt;br /&gt;Eu tô Feliz!! &lt;br /&gt;Feliz, porque Jesus está 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/&gt;That you came and wiped all&lt;br /&gt;The tears from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't! hide thes felling&lt;br /&gt;In my heart, no&lt;br /&gt;That I&lt;br /&gt;I cried, to have you&lt;br /&gt;Near here with me&lt;br /&gt;And to tell you&lt;br /&gt;That I&lt;br /&gt;Always loved you&lt;br /&gt;A dream that God made this come true&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful love came from heaven&lt;br /&gt;Where there is no flaw and lies&lt;br /&gt;I hear my heart&lt;br /&gt;Screaming out&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=e591395" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Toninho Rondow/Juninho Guitarra/Eliah Oliver&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'>- De vez em quando. ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S1kDPWY0SMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hwsauupWJNU/s1600-h/Foto-A0461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/S1kDPWY0SMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hwsauupWJNU/s320/Foto-A0461.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429374388014434498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...eu simplismente paro, &lt;br /&gt;para depois,&lt;br /&gt;recomeçar tudo de novo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5265122429719106441?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5265122429719106441/comments/default' title='Postar 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415292310046872146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E q venham os 20!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-1162856251484260935?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/1162856251484260935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/12/completando-quase-duas-decadas-de-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1162856251484260935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1162856251484260935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/12/completando-quase-duas-decadas-de-vida.html' title='Completando quase duas décadas de vida hj!'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Syb7qh8_klI/AAAAAAAAAZE/o8A9HXadQOs/s72-c/19anos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7826990225045402682</id><published>2009-12-13T12:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:46:05.250-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Apocalipse Now'/><title type='text'>Jesus ...</title><content 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SyT99C3pK5I/AAAAAAAAAY8/pZW1I3OPQjM/s72-c/54cea569e155106a5cb6a89b48349a88243cdb50.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-6887871317583720876</id><published>2009-11-30T13:24:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:35:44.275-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Apocalipse Now'/><title type='text'>Arrependa-se</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SxPmCYJGXGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/0WlD3g0wuQQ/s1600/556473c199a7e9e7a0b16ed2eca251ccc001cc86.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SxPmCYJGXGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/0WlD3g0wuQQ/s200/556473c199a7e9e7a0b16ed2eca251ccc001cc86.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409920505916841058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lá no fundo há aquele material, onde você&lt;br /&gt;tem de penetrar e purificar sua alma e seu&lt;br /&gt;coração de toda a tralha acumulada através &lt;br /&gt;dos anos. Entre no seu coração e você verá&lt;br /&gt;...milhares de coisas: inveja, ciúmes - uma&lt;br /&gt;porção de coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Pense em sua alma como um quarto, um quarto&lt;br /&gt;que você está preparando para Deus e, se você&lt;br /&gt;soubesse que Deus está chegando, certamente &lt;br /&gt;você o lavaria, limparia e esfregaria. &lt;br /&gt;Faça-o agora ...&lt;br /&gt;E, quando acabar, uma grande alegria vai&lt;br /&gt;prevalecer em você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Catherine Doherty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-6887871317583720876?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/6887871317583720876/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/11/arrependa-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6887871317583720876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6887871317583720876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/11/arrependa-se.html' title='Arrependa-se'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SxPmCYJGXGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/0WlD3g0wuQQ/s72-c/556473c199a7e9e7a0b16ed2eca251ccc001cc86.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-3744422613316814103</id><published>2009-11-04T09:56:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:07:09.250-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><title type='text'>Me chame do que quiser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SvFuCPXnJxI/AAAAAAAAAYM/jESkyQEPTpo/s1600-h/DSC036025665263232696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SvFuCPXnJxI/AAAAAAAAAYM/jESkyQEPTpo/s320/DSC036025665263232696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400218412958295826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"...A gente perde muito tempo tentando agradar aos outros. tentando ser o que esperam de nós. &lt;br /&gt;Eu sou o que sou e não peço desculpas por isso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meu caminho até aqui, posso não ter agradado a todo mundo, mas tomei muito cuidado para não pisar em ninguém. &lt;br /&gt;Sendo assim, me chame do que quiser, eu não ligo... &lt;br /&gt;Porque eu só atendo mesmo quando chamam pelo meu nome, que eu tenho o maior orgulho de carregar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto: Lena Gino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-3744422613316814103?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/3744422613316814103/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-chame-do-que-quiser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3744422613316814103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3744422613316814103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-chame-do-que-quiser.html' title='Me chame do que quiser'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SvFuCPXnJxI/AAAAAAAAAYM/jESkyQEPTpo/s72-c/DSC036025665263232696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7641865436647973667</id><published>2009-10-24T13:46:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:49:41.089-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>- Mais do que palavras e promessas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SuMhuIkvVVI/AAAAAAAAAXs/CXCud8NcYXw/s1600-h/700156f7ee6e97d850e884c886a5c60a836886e1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SuMhuIkvVVI/AAAAAAAAAXs/CXCud8NcYXw/s400/700156f7ee6e97d850e884c886a5c60a836886e1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396193854979265874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Atitudes!&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/5835870190282434884-7641865436647973667?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7641865436647973667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/10/mais-do-que-palavras-e-promessas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7641865436647973667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7641865436647973667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/10/mais-do-que-palavras-e-promessas.html' title='- Mais do que palavras e promessas...'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SuMhuIkvVVI/AAAAAAAAAXs/CXCud8NcYXw/s72-c/700156f7ee6e97d850e884c886a5c60a836886e1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-5143987272684966123</id><published>2009-10-21T12:14:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:17:27.499-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Pensando'/><title type='text'>Eu creio em Milagres!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/St8X0qmgrmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/zMiQHdG8fzk/s1600-h/a9f37699d594e701f95015486a057a01151b5bd5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/St8X0qmgrmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/zMiQHdG8fzk/s400/a9f37699d594e701f95015486a057a01151b5bd5.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395057072169594466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5143987272684966123?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5143987272684966123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-creio-em-milagres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5143987272684966123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5143987272684966123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-creio-em-milagres.html' title='Eu creio em Milagres!'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/St8X0qmgrmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/zMiQHdG8fzk/s72-c/a9f37699d594e701f95015486a057a01151b5bd5.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-3740489013046687478</id><published>2009-10-15T00:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T01:04:28.217-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Consciente'/><title type='text'>Simplesmente saber a verdade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/StafCbqgNTI/AAAAAAAAAXU/7DUYfvYXzPE/s1600-h/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/StafCbqgNTI/AAAAAAAAAXU/7DUYfvYXzPE/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392672467957331250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...não é o suficiente;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver a verdade é tudo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-3740489013046687478?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/3740489013046687478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/10/simplesmente-saber-verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3740489013046687478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3740489013046687478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/10/simplesmente-saber-verdade.html' title='Simplesmente saber a verdade...'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/StafCbqgNTI/AAAAAAAAAXU/7DUYfvYXzPE/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-5959695892334759895</id><published>2009-09-21T18:26:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:50:21.908-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>-Estratégia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SrfxoISMF5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/zr7X09QpcTk/s1600-h/estrategia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SrfxoISMF5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/zr7X09QpcTk/s320/estrategia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384037551265552274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uma pessoa sem estratégia é uma presa fácil para o desânimo, porque ela vai ficar dando voltas pela vida até se cansar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abra seus planos p/ Deus! ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5959695892334759895?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5959695892334759895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/09/estrategia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5959695892334759895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5959695892334759895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/09/estrategia.html' title='-Estratégia'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SrfxoISMF5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/zr7X09QpcTk/s72-c/estrategia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-8502252753635220230</id><published>2009-09-04T00:10:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:51:27.952-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Nesse mundo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>-Autenticidade</title><content type='html'>O que te impede de ser no mundo,&lt;br /&gt;quem de fato você é?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SqCGytioHMI/AAAAAAAAAWs/U_ZiLA4RmmI/s1600-h/autenticidade.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SqCGytioHMI/AAAAAAAAAWs/U_ZiLA4RmmI/s200/autenticidade.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377446160856784066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-8502252753635220230?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/8502252753635220230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/09/autenticidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8502252753635220230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8502252753635220230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/09/autenticidade.html' title='-Autenticidade'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SqCGytioHMI/AAAAAAAAAWs/U_ZiLA4RmmI/s72-c/autenticidade.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-8268987580067808818</id><published>2009-08-27T11:47:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.716-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'>...As vezes, é como ser estrangeiro num país distante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SpafYjBpZYI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gHQIpxgFzPs/s1600-h/ansiedade8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SpafYjBpZYI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gHQIpxgFzPs/s200/ansiedade8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374658449381090690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As pessoas não entendem o que você diz e,&lt;br /&gt;depois de um tempo "se você não aprende a língua delas",&lt;br /&gt;você simplismente cansa de tentar dizer&lt;br /&gt;alguma coisa...!! ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hrrrr.... òó&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-8268987580067808818?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/8268987580067808818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-vezes-e-como-ser-estrangeiro-num.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8268987580067808818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8268987580067808818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-vezes-e-como-ser-estrangeiro-num.html' title='...As vezes, é como ser estrangeiro num país distante!'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SpafYjBpZYI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gHQIpxgFzPs/s72-c/ansiedade8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-5621451705792804588</id><published>2009-08-12T22:41:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:51:41.762-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Pensando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>A mentira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SoNwlauYjeI/AAAAAAAAAWc/PyLi34444pI/s1600-h/mentira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SoNwlauYjeI/AAAAAAAAAWc/PyLi34444pI/s200/mentira.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369258968887102946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A mentira tem pernas curtas, diz o povo; &lt;br /&gt;ela logo aparece, e quando isto ocorre deixa&lt;br /&gt;o mentiroso desqualificado, e não mais digno de confiança.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5621451705792804588?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5621451705792804588/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/08/mentira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5621451705792804588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5621451705792804588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/08/mentira.html' title='A mentira'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SoNwlauYjeI/AAAAAAAAAWc/PyLi34444pI/s72-c/mentira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-6252003152971439440</id><published>2009-07-27T00:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:42:59.301-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Pensando'/><title type='text'>Deus De Milagres</title><content type='html'>-Ministério Toque No Altar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;♪♪...Tu és Senhor, o  que eu preciso pra viver&lt;br /&gt;Tua palavra é espírito de vida em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te adorarei...E saiba que jamais desistirei&lt;br /&gt;De andar em direção ao teu favor oh! Rei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guiado por tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus de milagres estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;Das tuas promessas eu não esqueci&lt;br /&gt;Tem dia e hora, e irão se cumprir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus de milagres estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamo a existência meus sonhos e curas&lt;br /&gt;Pois a fé move o meu milagre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus de milagres estou aqui ...♪♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SnZaZiLtQkI/AAAAAAAAAUo/kxoU1IzOWug/s1600-h/24-06-08_224757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SnZaZiLtQkI/AAAAAAAAAUo/kxoU1IzOWug/s320/24-06-08_224757.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365575400777663042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus, obrigada por Teu agir em minha vida!Obrigada Pai, por tudo o q me deu até hoje, e por tdas as tuas promessas q movem ainda mais a minha fé, pq naum tenho duvidas d q tdas elas vão se cumprir!&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada pela minha vida e por me permitir prosseguir em te conhecer, te ouvir e entender a tua direção, obrigada pq ainda q nas tempestades e nas lutas o Senhor jamais me abandona e esta confiança em Ti...eh o q me dá forças! Te amo, te adoro e te exalto no santo nome de Jesus!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Que todo ser q respira louve ao Teu nome!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27/julho/08  - Dia em q o Senhor me chamou!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-6252003152971439440?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/6252003152971439440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/07/deus-de-milagres.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6252003152971439440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6252003152971439440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/07/deus-de-milagres.html' title='Deus De Milagres'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SnZaZiLtQkI/AAAAAAAAAUo/kxoU1IzOWug/s72-c/24-06-08_224757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-6724780533542464854</id><published>2009-07-26T10:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:57:54.854-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><title type='text'>Salmos 31:1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Em ti, SENHOR, me refugio; não seja eu jamais envergonhado; livra-me por tua justiça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Smxf75nN4nI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tZb89jTpVJw/s1600-h/ATcAAAD14eulWiBsVmUVn4ZL2yd1p2zKuTKIixOSYOaIjg5O6M_JzithnbqMmEMAOANslBqgRe6TQSAtOp6ZQbRFHYxmAJtU9VCs7yfjjhdZ6pLx4ExJDpeommelHw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Smxf75nN4nI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tZb89jTpVJw/s320/ATcAAAD14eulWiBsVmUVn4ZL2yd1p2zKuTKIixOSYOaIjg5O6M_JzithnbqMmEMAOANslBqgRe6TQSAtOp6ZQbRFHYxmAJtU9VCs7yfjjhdZ6pLx4ExJDpeommelHw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362766738973647474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pensamento:&lt;/span&gt; Quando todo o excesso é retirado, qual é sua verdadeira esperança? Quando você deixa de lado os diplomas, prêmios, honras, títulos, qual é a base da sua significância? Só Um dura para sempre! Só Deus garante que nossa vida é importante. Só nosso Salvador pode nos dar um lugar onde o que é valioso para nós não se estragará, nem será roubado, nem apodrecerá. Então, não depositemos nossos tesouros ou esperanças em ninguém mais, a não ser no SENHOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iluminalma.com.br/dph/4/0715.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fonte:Site Iluminalma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-6724780533542464854?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/6724780533542464854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/07/salmos-311.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6724780533542464854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6724780533542464854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/07/salmos-311.html' title='Salmos 31:1'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Smxf75nN4nI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tZb89jTpVJw/s72-c/ATcAAAD14eulWiBsVmUVn4ZL2yd1p2zKuTKIixOSYOaIjg5O6M_JzithnbqMmEMAOANslBqgRe6TQSAtOp6ZQbRFHYxmAJtU9VCs7yfjjhdZ6pLx4ExJDpeommelHw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-8728306758750146944</id><published>2009-07-13T07:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:22:30.744-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Pensando'/><title type='text'>Salmos 37:16-17</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mais vale o pouco do justo que a abundância de muitos ímpios. Pois os braços dos ímpios serão quebrados, mas os justos, o SENHOR os sustém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pensamento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;O que é mais importante para você: seu dinheiro ou seu caráter? Eu lhe garanto que esta pergunta será feita a você de várias maneiras diferentes; provavelmente nas piores circunstâncias, quando você estiver mais vulnerável. Conta-se que Martinho Lutero disse que a última parte do homem a se converter é a sua carteira. Então, você escolherá o pouco do justo, ao invés da abundância do perverso? Hummm! Pergunta difícil. Então, façamos esta decisão agora, antes que as circunstâncias mudem. Deus, Seu Reino, Sua vontade, Sua justiça vêm primeiro, certo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iluminalma.com.br/dph/4/0715.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fonte:Site Iluminalma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-8728306758750146944?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/8728306758750146944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/07/salmos-3716-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8728306758750146944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8728306758750146944'/><link rel='alternate' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SlVZcPFI3GI/AAAAAAAAAT4/i8jdwFtmoOM/s1600-h/1025165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SlVZcPFI3GI/AAAAAAAAAT4/i8jdwFtmoOM/s320/1025165.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356285673446366306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-4136766745524129611?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/4136766745524129611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/07/por-que-e-tao-dificil-tomar-decisoes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-5881684867436841155</id><published>2009-06-26T00:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:02:29.282-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Pensando'/><title type='text'>"...é no silêncio das minhas palavras que estão todos os meus maiores sentimentos."</title><content type='html'>-Oscar Wilde&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5881684867436841155?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5881684867436841155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-no-silencio-das-minhas-palavras-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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nos levarão ao nosso destino;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes nos encantamos com as aparências&lt;br /&gt;e, mais tarde, percebemos que elas apenas nos&lt;br /&gt;enganam e nos decepcionam;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes corremos tanto atrás de riquezas&lt;br /&gt;materiais que esquecemos de regar&lt;br /&gt;as flores que enriquecem a vida;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes deixamos de sorrir&lt;br /&gt;tornando o nosso dia cada vez mais escuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessas horas, precisamos buscar um grande sorriso&lt;br /&gt;para alegrar o nosso coração e para entendermos&lt;br /&gt;que temos apenas uma vida com vários momentos que devem&lt;br /&gt;ser adoçados na medida certa para que a felicidade nos encontre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos, nesses momentos, ter absoluta consciência&lt;br /&gt;de que o melhor futuro será, sempre, edificado sobre um passado esquecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos entender que ser feliz não é ter o melhor de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz é usufruir o melhor de tudo que encontramos pelo caminho&lt;br /&gt;e para isso é necessário despejar no abismo do esquecimento todas as&lt;br /&gt;dores e fracassos do passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não existe escuridão que possa esconder, de nossa alma,&lt;br /&gt;o lado positivo das coisas impedindo o nosso caminhar pela vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pense nisso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun/2007&lt;br /&gt;Magno R Almeida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-2234938011067068701?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/2234938011067068701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/06/pensando-na-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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Bíblia'/><title type='text'>1ª Corintios 13:4-8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SjUE-Q35R6I/AAAAAAAAATw/WbGoewkuZ8U/s1600-h/espera-752420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SjUE-Q35R6I/AAAAAAAAATw/WbGoewkuZ8U/s320/espera-752420.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347185600300140450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é paciente. O amor é amável. O amor não inveja, não ostenta. O amor não é orgulhoso. O amor não é rude, não procura o seu próprio interesse. O amor não se irrita facilmente, não guarda memória dos erros. O amor não se alegra com o mal, mas regozija-se com a verdade. Ele protege sempre, ele confia sempre, ele tem sempre esperança, ele tem sempre perseverança.&lt;br /&gt;O amor nunca falha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só é impaciente quem anseia ser amado,&lt;br /&gt;Só é rude quem não vive apaixonado,&lt;br /&gt;Só é invejoso quem nunca provou o amor,&lt;br /&gt;Só é orgulhoso quem se acha dono do sentimento,&lt;br /&gt;Só quem vive com a lembrança dos erros, é que não consegue viver em comunhão com o amor,&lt;br /&gt;Só se ri da maldade quem deseja vingança,&lt;br /&gt;Só quem anda perdido vive em mentiras,&lt;br /&gt;Quem não ama é desconfiado, quem não é amado sente-se desprotegido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que não quer viver em paz com o amor, falha na direcção do verdadeiro caminho do amor - a felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: Blog &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cmemr.blogspot.com/2006/02/1-corintios-134-8.html"&gt;Pensamentos para mim mesmo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-844922901102205323?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/844922901102205323/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-corintios-134-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/844922901102205323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/844922901102205323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-corintios-134-8.html' title='1ª Corintios 13:4-8)'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SjUE-Q35R6I/AAAAAAAAATw/WbGoewkuZ8U/s72-c/espera-752420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-6398876020671426105</id><published>2009-06-11T00:12:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:52:08.788-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>Confiança.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SjB_4-y4s7I/AAAAAAAAATo/q5apDvz8FpE/s1600-h/images8454151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 87px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SjB_4-y4s7I/AAAAAAAAATo/q5apDvz8FpE/s400/images8454151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345913374594610098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Significado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Confiança é o ato de deixar de analisar se um fato é ou não verdadeiro, entregando essa análise à fonte de onde provém a informação e simplesmente absorvendo-a.Confiar em outro é muitas vezes considerado ato de amizade ou amor entre os humanos, que costumam dar provas dessa confiança. A confiança é muito subjetiva porque não pode ser medida, é preciso acreditar em alguém e conhecê-lo para poder confiar, o que torna a confiança um conceito intrínsico. Confiança é o resultado do conhecimento sobre alguém. Quanto mais informações corretas sobre quem necessitamos confiar, melhor, formamos um conceito positivo da pessoa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgimento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O grau de confiança entre duas pessoas é determinado pela capacidade que elas têm de prever o comportamento uma da outra. Também é "a expectativa que nasce no seio de uma comunidade de comportamento estável, honesto e cooperativo, baseado em normas compartilhadas pelos membros dessa comunidade". Quando isso ocorre, tenho condições de prever o comportamento do outro em uma dada circunstância. Confiança é previsibilidade do comportamento. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-6398876020671426105?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/6398876020671426105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/06/nao-ha-relacionamento-sem-confianca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6398876020671426105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/6398876020671426105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/06/nao-ha-relacionamento-sem-confianca.html' title='Confiança.'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SjB_4-y4s7I/AAAAAAAAATo/q5apDvz8FpE/s72-c/images8454151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-1723118567420397881</id><published>2009-05-24T23:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:43:20.251-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Consciente'/><title type='text'>A vida é um eco:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/ShoFmZ6Z0BI/AAAAAAAAATI/CFiHymT1Muk/s1600-h/narciso-michelangelo-merisi-da-caravaggio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/ShoFmZ6Z0BI/AAAAAAAAATI/CFiHymT1Muk/s320/narciso-michelangelo-merisi-da-caravaggio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586465550159890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se você não gosta do que está recebendo, preste atenção no que está emitindo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-1723118567420397881?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/1723118567420397881/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/vida-e-um-eco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1723118567420397881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1723118567420397881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/vida-e-um-eco.html' title='A vida é um eco:'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/ShoFmZ6Z0BI/AAAAAAAAATI/CFiHymT1Muk/s72-c/narciso-michelangelo-merisi-da-caravaggio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7788228190573340526</id><published>2009-05-21T10:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:35:32.374-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><title type='text'>Provérbios 1:7</title><content type='html'>"O temor do Senhor é o princípio do conhecimento; mas os insensatos desprezam a sabedoria e a instrução."&lt;br /&gt;Provérbios 1:7, A Bíblia Sagrada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7788228190573340526?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7788228190573340526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/proverbios-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7788228190573340526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7788228190573340526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/proverbios-17.html' title='Provérbios 1:7'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-5915756061308751716</id><published>2009-05-17T22:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:52:17.186-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><title type='text'>"Tudo lhe é lícito, mas nem tudo lhe convém"!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Não ameis o mundo nem as coisas que há nele. Se alguém amá-lo, o amor do pai não está nele; porque tudo que há no mundo, a concupiscência (desejo, anelo, anseio, desejo pelo que é proibido, luxúria) dos olhos e a soberba da vida, não procede do Pai, mas procede do mundo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I Jo 2:15,16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"De que adianta ganhar o mundo e perder a sua alma..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5915756061308751716?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5915756061308751716/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/tudo-lhe-e-licito-mas-nem-tudo-lhe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5915756061308751716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5915756061308751716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/tudo-lhe-e-licito-mas-nem-tudo-lhe.html' title='&quot;Tudo lhe é lícito, mas nem tudo lhe convém&quot;!!'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7792058174974735986</id><published>2009-05-16T00:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:40:53.925-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><title type='text'>PROVÉRBIOS 2:1-9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sg41qkmVYYI/AAAAAAAAATA/WRXQRHhzsas/s1600-h/ia_salmo90_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sg41qkmVYYI/AAAAAAAAATA/WRXQRHhzsas/s400/ia_salmo90_12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336261613975855490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filho meu, se aceitares as minhas palavras, e entesourares contigo os meus mandamentos, para fazeres atento à sabedoria o teu ouvido, e para inclinares o teu coração ao entendimento sim, se clamares por discernimento, e por entendimento alçares a tua voz se o buscares como a prata e o procurares como a tesouros escondidos então entenderás o temor do Senhor,e acharás o conhecimento de  Deus. Porque o Senhor dá a sabedoria, da sua boca procedem o conhecimento e o entendimento Ele reserva a verdadeira sabedoria para os retos e escudo para os que caminham em integridade, guardando-lhes as veredas da justiça, e preservando o caminho dos seus santos. Então entenderás a retidão, a justiça, a eqüidade, e todas as boas veredas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[PROVÉRBIOS 2:1-9, Bíblia Sagrada.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7792058174974735986?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7792058174974735986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/proverbios-21-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7792058174974735986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7792058174974735986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/proverbios-21-9.html' title='PROVÉRBIOS 2:1-9'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sg41qkmVYYI/AAAAAAAAATA/WRXQRHhzsas/s72-c/ia_salmo90_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-4874439277411009971</id><published>2009-05-10T00:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T22:56:18.779-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'>"...ainda não criaram um remédio pra futilidade..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SgZF2E9DoAI/AAAAAAAAASc/WfU-VY3rj4M/s1600-h/arnaldo-jabor-_-imagem-extraida-em-estripuliaspaceblogcombr.thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SgZF2E9DoAI/AAAAAAAAASc/WfU-VY3rj4M/s200/arnaldo-jabor-_-imagem-extraida-em-estripuliaspaceblogcombr.thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334027604012015618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Arnaldo Jabor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-4874439277411009971?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/4874439277411009971/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/ainda-nao-criaram-um-remedio-pra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4874439277411009971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4874439277411009971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/ainda-nao-criaram-um-remedio-pra.html' title='&quot;...ainda não criaram um remédio pra futilidade...&quot;'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SgZF2E9DoAI/AAAAAAAAASc/WfU-VY3rj4M/s72-c/arnaldo-jabor-_-imagem-extraida-em-estripuliaspaceblogcombr.thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-8178041491499287475</id><published>2009-05-02T01:15:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:23:25.256-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Nesse mundo'/><title type='text'>"Eu aprendi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SfvLibrnpFI/AAAAAAAAASA/dAcl-QcvKO8/s1600-h/dista.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SfvLibrnpFI/AAAAAAAAASA/dAcl-QcvKO8/s400/dista.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331078376329815122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...que &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ignorar os fatos não os altera&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...que &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;quando você planeja se nivelar com alguém, apenas esta permitindo que essa pessoa continue a magoar você;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...que &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;o AMOR&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, e não o TEMPO&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;, é que cura todas as feridas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...que &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ninguém é perfeito até que você se apaixone por essa pessoa&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...que &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;as oportunidades nunca são perdidas; alguém vai aproveitar as que você perdeu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...que &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;quando o ancoradouro se torna amargo a felicidade vai aportar em outro lugar&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...que &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;não posso escolher como me sinto, mas posso escolher o que fazer a respeito&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...que &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;todos querem viver no topo da montanha, mas toda felicidade e crescimento ocorre quando você esta escalando-a&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;•♥´¨`♥•.¸¸.•♥´¨`♥•.¸¸.•♥´.•♥´¨`♥•.¸¸.•♥´¨`♥•.¸¸.•♥´&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-8178041491499287475?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/8178041491499287475/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-aprendi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8178041491499287475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8178041491499287475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-aprendi.html' title='&quot;Eu aprendi...'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SfvLibrnpFI/AAAAAAAAASA/dAcl-QcvKO8/s72-c/dista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-8802874742601329259</id><published>2009-05-01T13:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:59:20.896-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Falando de Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Nesse mundo'/><title type='text'>“Se o Amanhã Nunca Vier”</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Se eu soubesse que essa seria a  última vez que eu veria você  dormir,&lt;br /&gt;Eu aconchegaria você mais apertado, e rogaria ao Senhor  que protegesse você.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Se eu soubesse que essa seria a última vez que veria você sair pela porta,&lt;br /&gt;Eu abraçaria, beijaria você, e a  chamaria de volta, para abraçar e beijar uma vez mais.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Se eu soubesse que essa seria a última vez que ouviria a sua voz em oração,&lt;br /&gt;Eu filmaria cada gesto, cada olhar, cada sorriso, cada palavra sua,&lt;br /&gt;Para que eu pudesse ver e ouvir de novo, dia após dia.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Se eu soubesse que essa seria a última vez,&lt;br /&gt;Eu gastaria um minuto extra ou dois, para parar e dizer: “Eu te amo”&lt;br /&gt;Em vez de assumir que você já sabe disso.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Se eu soubesse que essa seria a última vez, nosso último momento,&lt;br /&gt;Eu estaria ao seu lado, partilhando do seu dia, junto de você, em vez de pensar:&lt;br /&gt;“Tenho certeza de que outras oportunidades virão; posso deixar passar esse dia”.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;É claro que haverá um amanhã para se fazer uma revisão,&lt;br /&gt;E teríamos uma segunda chance para fazer as coisas da maneira correta.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, é claro que haverá outro dia para dizermos: “Eu te amo”.&lt;br /&gt;E, por certo, nova chance de dizer um para o outro: “Posso te ajudar em alguma coisa?”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;O dia de amanhã não está prometido para ninguém, jovem ou velho;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje pode ser sua última chance de apertar a mão da pessoa que&lt;br /&gt;você ama e demonstrar tudo o que sente.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Se você está esperando pelo amanhã, por que não fazer hoje?&lt;br /&gt;Pois, se o amanhã nunca vier, você, com certeza, se arrependerá pelo resto da vida&lt;br /&gt;Por não ter gasto aquele tempo extra num sorriso, numa conversa, num abraço, num beijo,&lt;br /&gt;Porque estava ocupado demais para dar àquela pessoa o que&lt;br /&gt;acabou sendo o seu último desejo.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Então, abrace bem forte seu amado ou sua amada, seus amigos, sua família, hoje,&lt;br /&gt;E sussurre no seu ouvido o quanto os ama e o quanto os quer junto de você.&lt;br /&gt;Gaste tempo para dizer:&lt;br /&gt;“Me desculpe”,&lt;br /&gt;“Por favor”,&lt;br /&gt;“Me perdoe”,&lt;br /&gt;“Obrigado”,&lt;br /&gt;Ou ainda:&lt;br /&gt;“Não foi nada”,&lt;br /&gt;“Está tudo bem”,&lt;br /&gt;Porque, se o amanhã nunca vier,&lt;br /&gt;você não terá de se arrepender pelo dia de hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Pois o passado não volta, e o futuro talvez não chegue!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que demonstremos hoje amor às pessoas que fazem parte de nossas vidas!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- " Se o amanhã nunca vier" foi colocado no mural da companhia aérea em um dos aeroportos do país após o acidente que matou cento e noventa e nove pessoas  incluindo passageiros, trabalhadores, tripulação e outros que se encontravam no local.  E se baseia em um poema de Norma Cornett Marek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-8802874742601329259?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/8802874742601329259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/se-o-amanha-nunca-vier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8802874742601329259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8802874742601329259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/05/se-o-amanha-nunca-vier.html' title='“Se o Amanhã Nunca Vier”'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-5159230687894301519</id><published>2009-04-27T23:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T22:56:18.780-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Palavras'/><title type='text'>- Indiferença</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"A indiferença é um exílio no deserto."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Martha Medeiros&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5159230687894301519?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5159230687894301519/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/04/indiferenca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5159230687894301519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5159230687894301519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/04/indiferenca.html' title='- Indiferença'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-1801432955857862364</id><published>2009-04-26T11:15:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:41:40.697-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Nesse mundo'/><title type='text'>- Sobre Efeitos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SfUo_GmFLUI/AAAAAAAAARw/GBBWYIqoNLo/s1600-h/wallpaper_2009_003_oracao1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SfUo_GmFLUI/AAAAAAAAARw/GBBWYIqoNLo/s320/wallpaper_2009_003_oracao1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329210798630055234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom Respirar&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom Viajar&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom Caminhar sem rumo, sem lugar para ficar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom Esquecer do Mundo...&lt;br /&gt;e das coisas Horríveis que estão entre Nós!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom Relaxar e não pensar em nada&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom abrir os Braços e sentir a brisa do vento passar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas é inevitavel, fazer suas lágrimas secarem!&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto elas caem para o Mundo...&lt;br /&gt;O Mundo nem está ai para você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como Dizem as fadas:&lt;br /&gt;- Vivam a Fábula&lt;br /&gt;- Vivam a Fábula&lt;br /&gt;Que sua História um dia vou Contar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Paulo H. Gomes)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-1801432955857862364?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/1801432955857862364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/04/sobre-efeitos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1801432955857862364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1801432955857862364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/04/sobre-efeitos.html' title='- Sobre 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type='html'>Onde você vê um obstáculo,&lt;br /&gt;alguém vê o término da viagem&lt;br /&gt;E o outro vê uma chance de crescer.&lt;br /&gt;Onde você vê um motivo pra se irritar,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém vê a tragédia total&lt;br /&gt;E o outro vê uma prova para sua paciência.&lt;br /&gt;Onde você vê a morte,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém vê o fim&lt;br /&gt;E o outro vê o começo de uma nova etapa...&lt;br /&gt;Onde você vê a fortuna,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém vê a riqueza material&lt;br /&gt;E o outro pode encontrar por trás de tudo, a dor e a miséria total.&lt;br /&gt;Onde você vê a teimosia,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém vê a ignorância,&lt;br /&gt;Um outro compreende as limitações do companheiro,&lt;br /&gt;percebendo que &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cada qual caminha em seu próprio passo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;E que &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;é inútil querer apressar o passo do&lt;br /&gt;outro&lt;/span&gt;, a não ser que ele deseje isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cada qual vê o que quer, pode ou consegue enxergar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Porque eu sou do tamanho do que vejo.&lt;br /&gt;E não do tamanho da minha altura."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fernando Pessoa)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5391772431995756448?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5391772431995756448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/04/cada-qual-ve-o-que-quer-pode-ou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5391772431995756448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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tempinho...</title><content type='html'>...sem motivo , só pelo simples fato de sumir, por nada e por ninguém e quem sabe assim poder parar um pouco e pensar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez algum lugar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Se3EiOWTtSI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/KPIY0ASBowg/s1600-h/The_Wonder_Bridge1280_960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Se3EiOWTtSI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/KPIY0ASBowg/s400/The_Wonder_Bridge1280_960.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327130026495423778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Bem longe daqui!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Meu infinito particular."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjuuuus...qualquer dia eu volto!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-1575127114901286796?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/1575127114901286796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/04/vou-sumir-por-um-tempinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1575127114901286796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1575127114901286796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/04/vou-sumir-por-um-tempinho.html' title='Vou sumir por um tempinho...'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Se3EiOWTtSI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/KPIY0ASBowg/s72-c/The_Wonder_Bridge1280_960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-5473959389800325939</id><published>2009-04-10T10:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:04:38.672-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><title type='text'>Páscoa: vitoria sobre a morte!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sd9DZBfzMYI/AAAAAAAAAQw/05YJsWbfWUA/s1600-h/ia_isaias53_5.jpg"&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/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sd9DZBfzMYI/AAAAAAAAAQw/05YJsWbfWUA/s400/ia_isaias53_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323047381752820098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Depois de morrer na cruz, seu corpo foi colocado em um sepulcro, onde ali permaneceu, por três dias até sua ressurreição. Páscoa é a celebração da ressurreição de Jesus, de sua &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;vitória sobre a morte&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A celebração da páscoa vem desde o tempo de Moisés no êxodo dos israelitas do Egito durante o reinado do faraó Ramsés II, quando o objetivo era o de comemorar a libertação da escravidão. Hoje o povo cristão celebra a mesma libertação, a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;libertação do pecado através de Jesus Cristo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tem problema nenhum você comer chocolate na páscoa (a não ser que esteja de dieta). O importante é guardar o real significado desta festa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-5473959389800325939?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/5473959389800325939/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/04/pascoa-vitoria-sobre-morte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5473959389800325939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/5473959389800325939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/04/pascoa-vitoria-sobre-morte.html' title='Páscoa: vitoria sobre a morte!!!'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sd9DZBfzMYI/AAAAAAAAAQw/05YJsWbfWUA/s72-c/ia_isaias53_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-309775483435375239</id><published>2009-04-08T10:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:07:18.909-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><title type='text'>Dias melhores virão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sdyr5dkvznI/AAAAAAAAAQo/tj0r4IRdlvI/s1600-h/ia_2timoteo1_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sdyr5dkvznI/AAAAAAAAAQo/tj0r4IRdlvI/s400/ia_2timoteo1_12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322317863324733042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Quando sua perspectiva está em Deus, seu foco está naquele que vence qualquer tempestade que a vida pode trazer.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Max Lucado&lt;br /&gt;Livro: Dias melhores virão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-309775483435375239?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/309775483435375239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/04/dias-melhores-virao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/309775483435375239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/309775483435375239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/04/dias-melhores-virao.html' title='Dias melhores virão'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sdyr5dkvznI/AAAAAAAAAQo/tj0r4IRdlvI/s72-c/ia_2timoteo1_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-3128550495727155776</id><published>2009-04-04T12:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:17:55.930-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Nesse mundo'/><title type='text'>Purifique seu coração!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sdd5-YT40HI/AAAAAAAAAQg/g9UNuFN0er0/s1600-h/imagem845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Confie em poucos. Não faça mal a ninguém."</title><content type='html'>-William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sc5Clz5_eCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-8fzbPKAnUU/s1600-h/Silencio9526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sc5Clz5_eCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-8fzbPKAnUU/s400/Silencio9526.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318261427327170594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-3784864771323420822?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/3784864771323420822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3784864771323420822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3784864771323420822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='&quot;Ame a todos. 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Não faça mal a ninguém.&quot;'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sc5Clz5_eCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-8fzbPKAnUU/s72-c/Silencio9526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7040044669108606395</id><published>2009-03-24T09:06:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:16:58.657-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><title type='text'>Filipenses 4:13</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/ScjOus6cRtI/AAAAAAAAAPM/b2vv4I7Gjxo/s1600-h/ia_filipenses4_13.jpg"&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/_94PNGqRWMFg/ScjOus6cRtI/AAAAAAAAAPM/b2vv4I7Gjxo/s400/ia_filipenses4_13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316726661836457682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7040044669108606395?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7040044669108606395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/filipenses-413.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7040044669108606395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7040044669108606395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/filipenses-413.html' title='Filipenses 4:13'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/ScjOus6cRtI/AAAAAAAAAPM/b2vv4I7Gjxo/s72-c/ia_filipenses4_13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-3793566962127955932</id><published>2009-03-19T09:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:04:38.442-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Nesse mundo'/><title type='text'>Pensamento do dia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/ScJB9vrhjTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2EMXPcJLkn4/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/ScJB9vrhjTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2EMXPcJLkn4/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314883039277452594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vitorioso não é aquele que vence os outros;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que vence a si mesmo, dominando&lt;br /&gt;seus vícios e superando seus defeitos.&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/5835870190282434884-3793566962127955932?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/3793566962127955932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/pensamento-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3793566962127955932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3793566962127955932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/pensamento-do-dia.html' title='Pensamento do dia!'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/ScJB9vrhjTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2EMXPcJLkn4/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-3037583101790246190</id><published>2009-03-18T22:41:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:25:10.339-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Nesse mundo'/><title type='text'>Uma pequena lição p/ hoje!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/ScGqH_pb26I/AAAAAAAAAOw/6HMy3dIibmA/s1600-h/ATgAAADJmz93TiLCkIgWQtZiIms0b4M9PlVx9IfOx2neuB6dX8HdEVETv7VNHtqi-3kOHvwZSX8UdZLfsIADA49l9WaSAJtU9VCXyASCV9aoAh9LxEx8TvaxYH1QIQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/ScGqH_pb26I/AAAAAAAAAOw/6HMy3dIibmA/s400/ATgAAADJmz93TiLCkIgWQtZiIms0b4M9PlVx9IfOx2neuB6dX8HdEVETv7VNHtqi-3kOHvwZSX8UdZLfsIADA49l9WaSAJtU9VCXyASCV9aoAh9LxEx8TvaxYH1QIQ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314716089594928034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Muitas pessoas irão entrar e sair da sua vida&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Para lidar consigo mesmo, use a cabeça,&lt;br /&gt;para lidar como os outros, use o coração,&lt;br /&gt;raiva é a única palavra de perigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém te traiu uma vez, a culpa é dele;&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém te trai duas vezes, a culpa é sua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem perde dinheiro, perde muito,&lt;br /&gt;...Mas,&lt;br /&gt;Quem perde a fé, perde tudo.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Aprenda também com o erro dos outros,&lt;br /&gt;você não vive tempo suficiente para cometer&lt;br /&gt;todos os erros.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Ontem é história:&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã é mistério,&lt;br /&gt;Hoje uma dádiva,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que é chamado presente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adaptado de&lt;br /&gt;-Fabiano Lustosa&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Obs.:&lt;/span&gt; Evite seus próprios EQUÍVOCOS, se tiver provas da veracidade de algo, não se deixe levar pela primeira fofoca controversa, caso não tenha confiança ou provas use da boa e velha conversação!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu caráter vai dizer o quanto você vale até o fim da sua vida!&lt;br /&gt;Evite a hipocrisia, fazer com os outros o que não quer que seja feito com você, não leva a nada!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembre-se:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; "Se quiser ser amado, seja amável!"&lt;/span&gt;, ninguém merece ser tradado com estupidez, grosserias, arrogância e indelicadeza,mas se alguém te tratar assim não retribua, não é porque não usam a EDUCAÇÂO com você, que irá fazer o mesmo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se estiver com a razão, não humilhe o outro...isso é uma forma de condenação e julgo.&lt;br /&gt;Se não estiver com a razão, não seja arrogante e orgulhoso.&lt;br /&gt;Admitir seus erros também é uma grande virtude.&lt;br /&gt;-Mansidão, tolerância, paciência, amabilidade e respeito, são muito importantes em nossas relações sociais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus é o maior exemplo que alguém pode querer seguir!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não subestime ninguém!!!&lt;br /&gt;A sua atitude é a unica coisa que pode controlar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Não esqueça que DEUS é o seu melhor amigo, seu melhor apoio, seu melhor abrigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo no coração!! :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-3037583101790246190?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/3037583101790246190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/uma-pequena-licao-p-hoje.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3037583101790246190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/3037583101790246190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/uma-pequena-licao-p-hoje.html' title='Uma pequena lição p/ hoje!'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/ScGqH_pb26I/AAAAAAAAAOw/6HMy3dIibmA/s72-c/ATgAAADJmz93TiLCkIgWQtZiIms0b4M9PlVx9IfOx2neuB6dX8HdEVETv7VNHtqi-3kOHvwZSX8UdZLfsIADA49l9WaSAJtU9VCXyASCV9aoAh9LxEx8TvaxYH1QIQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7080896272007029962</id><published>2009-03-16T23:08:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T22:56:18.781-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Contestações/ Outpourings'/><title type='text'>Pensando sobre...Hipocrisia!</title><content type='html'>Palavra do momento:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sb8Q3E5yAtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/KWGvHK1aTys/s1600-h/hipocrisia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sb8Q3E5yAtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/KWGvHK1aTys/s320/hipocrisia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313984623715418834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hipocrisia"&gt;hipocrisia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é o ato de fingir ter crenças, virtudes e sentimentos que a pessoa na verdade não possui. A palavra deriva do latim hypocrisis e do grego hupokrisis ambos significando a representação de um ator, atuação, fingimento (no sentido artístico). Essa palavra passou, mais tarde, a designar moralmente pessoas que representam, que fingem comportamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um exemplo clássico de ato hipócrita é denunciar alguém por realizar alguma ação enquanto realiza a mesma ação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Novo Testamento da Bíblia refere-se especificamente aos hipócritas em vários lugares, em especial quando representando de maneira caricatural a seita dos fariseus, como por exemplo, o Evangelho de Mateus capítulo 23, versículos 13 a 15:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mas ai de vós, escribas e fariseus, hipócritas! pois que fechais aos homens o reino dos céus; e nem vós entrais nem deixais entrar aos que estão entrando.&lt;/span&gt;Ai de vós, escribas e fariseus, hipócritas! pois que devorais as casas das viúvas, sob pretexto de prolongadas orações; por isso sofrereis mais rigoroso juízo. Ai de vós, escribas e fariseus, hipócritas! pois que percorreis o mar e a terra para fazer um prosélito; e, depois de o terdes feito, o fazeis filho do inferno duas vezes mais do que vós.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sb8RQgSxd2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/-ZB3stfjsX4/s1600-h/amor_sem_hipocrisia%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sb8RQgSxd2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/-ZB3stfjsX4/s400/amor_sem_hipocrisia%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313985060564727650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;______________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nossa hipocrisia não engana a Deus. A Bíblia diz em Lucas 16:15 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“E ele lhes disse: Vós sois os que vos justificais a vós mesmos diante dos homens, mas Deus conhece os vossos corações; porque o que entre os homens é elevado, perante Deus é abominação.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hipocrisisa tem motivos duvidosos. A Bíblia diz em Mateus 6:2 “Quando, pois, deres esmola, não faças tocar trombeta diante de ti, como fazem os hipócritas nas sinagogas e nas ruas, para serem glorificados pelos homens. Em verdade vos digo que já receberam a sua recompensa.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hipocrisia é conhecer a verdade mas não obedecer - dizer que Cristo é o Senhor mas não segui-Lo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jesusvoltara.com.br/info/hipocrisia.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Site Jesus voltara!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"(...)Os hipócritas sempre se julgam melhores &lt;br /&gt;do que todos e certamente nos julgam &lt;br /&gt;burros. Querem nos dominar e subjugar às &lt;br /&gt;suas idéias, e se não o fazemos, somos &lt;br /&gt;difamados ou catalogados (por eles) como &lt;br /&gt;incapazes sobre alguma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;São dominadores, lobos em pele de ovelha, &lt;br /&gt;e podem estar em qualquer lugar - &lt;br /&gt;inclusive dentro de nós.&lt;br /&gt;A hipocrisia faz parte do lado nefasto da &lt;br /&gt;alma humana, e se não for identificada &lt;br /&gt;pode vir "a tona" a qualquer instante.&lt;br /&gt;Há que se repugná-la, expulsá-a, destruí-la, &lt;br /&gt;eliminá-la, tanto de dentro de nós quanto &lt;br /&gt;ao nosso redor.&lt;br /&gt;Os hipócritas estão sempre com uma rosa &lt;br /&gt;na mão direita e uma faca em sua esquerda, &lt;br /&gt;prontos para enganá-lo e atacá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;É preciso mais do que vigiar para &lt;br /&gt;identificá-los, é preciso ajuda divina, pois &lt;br /&gt;muitas vezes são tão astutos que somos &lt;br /&gt;capazes de levar anos para descobrir onde &lt;br /&gt;estão e quem são.(...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por Alice em 10/24/2008 no blog &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alicenopaisdopensamento.blogspot.com/2008/10/hipocrisiabaahhh.html"&gt;No país do pensamento...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7080896272007029962?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7080896272007029962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/hipocrisia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7080896272007029962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7080896272007029962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/hipocrisia.html' title='Pensando sobre...Hipocrisia!'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/Sb8Q3E5yAtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/KWGvHK1aTys/s72-c/hipocrisia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-2852212541837893614</id><published>2009-03-12T20:19:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:05.718-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Meus'/><title type='text'>"Desnexo-necessário"</title><content type='html'>Palavras do momento:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbmcjIP8k0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/DAZANpHlhPc/s1600-h/ATcAAACwPbNVt9L8pCJOCEwfGcPSJoIe9MddV4IfBHZWR3xlxoYPqCE4RaW-tCEPHmK52195C4PIMRuuaj3ldpqW0FJhAJtU9VDtKKqJ8SWtNZ2OsGZOIuU5L1p0Gw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbmcjIP8k0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/DAZANpHlhPc/s320/ATcAAACwPbNVt9L8pCJOCEwfGcPSJoIe9MddV4IfBHZWR3xlxoYPqCE4RaW-tCEPHmK52195C4PIMRuuaj3ldpqW0FJhAJtU9VDtKKqJ8SWtNZ2OsGZOIuU5L1p0Gw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312449362783933250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;-Equilíbrio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bom-senso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Novidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Surtação.(Essa existe?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hump darara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passeando em uma ponte, &lt;br /&gt;um &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;segundo viajante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegue o guarda-chuva, lance-se ao vento.&lt;br /&gt;Voe pardalzinho!&lt;br /&gt;Deixe os pés onde possa sentir algo provável,&lt;br /&gt;deixe a cabeça onde possa enxergar o imprevisível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um voar bem alto, e os pés no chão!"&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;Cadê a coerÊncia? Na prisão da gramática!? =P&lt;br /&gt;Vou tomar um café...Hump darara.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, isso é o que eu chamo de "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Desnexo-necessário&lt;/span&gt;"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbmfqW5MQKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/kCnT9ZqPkys/s1600-h/ATcAAADaSKIUq6Ibp7X_3NrK8sme65C3EagDttAY0tDUukY61E67pplI2-NpU97zhE7n3v0LZpMqo0_cfVo3WbC2MhHqAJtU9VBpvNjs5ADM39GHemV7UTWcE7vYig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbmfqW5MQKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/kCnT9ZqPkys/s200/ATcAAADaSKIUq6Ibp7X_3NrK8sme65C3EagDttAY0tDUukY61E67pplI2-NpU97zhE7n3v0LZpMqo0_cfVo3WbC2MhHqAJtU9VBpvNjs5ADM39GHemV7UTWcE7vYig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312452785508991138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não se preocupe em entender. Viver ultrapassa todo entendimento".(Clarice Lispector)&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;BJuh! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-2852212541837893614?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/2852212541837893614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/desnexo-necessario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2852212541837893614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/2852212541837893614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/desnexo-necessario.html' title='&quot;Desnexo-necessário&quot;'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbmcjIP8k0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/DAZANpHlhPc/s72-c/ATcAAACwPbNVt9L8pCJOCEwfGcPSJoIe9MddV4IfBHZWR3xlxoYPqCE4RaW-tCEPHmK52195C4PIMRuuaj3ldpqW0FJhAJtU9VDtKKqJ8SWtNZ2OsGZOIuU5L1p0Gw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-167229945023179876</id><published>2009-03-11T02:04:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T02:21:10.194-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Falando de Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Nesse mundo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Coisa de mulher'/><title type='text'>S/  Palavras.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;♪♪&lt;/span&gt; "A consistência do silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Anula o risco da palavra&lt;br /&gt;Algumas coisas não precisam ser ditas&lt;br /&gt;Para serem entendidas" ♪♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbdImqs0RGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1NuduI-K5xw/s1600-h/silencioshh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbdImqs0RGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1NuduI-K5xw/s320/silencioshh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311794114641282146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Diga o melhor. Pense o resto.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Craig Seibold&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-167229945023179876?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/167229945023179876/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/s-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/167229945023179876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/167229945023179876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/s-palavras.html' title='S/ 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbdEagnDBkI/AAAAAAAAANo/YNmBEf2J3NA/s1600-h/compaixao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbdEagnDBkI/AAAAAAAAANo/YNmBEf2J3NA/s320/compaixao.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311789507727787586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbdEhZdP--I/AAAAAAAAANw/GOF64X90qOo/s1600-h/mentira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbdEhZdP--I/AAAAAAAAANw/GOF64X90qOo/s320/mentira.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311789626066729954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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fingir.&quot;'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbdEagnDBkI/AAAAAAAAANo/YNmBEf2J3NA/s72-c/compaixao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-1116534480049330100</id><published>2009-03-10T10:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:49:55.812-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Revendo conceitos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbZvkVW-eFI/AAAAAAAAANI/tT1jG_AIeHo/s1600-h/ATcAAAAMEALSQEHTUkDLnyVy4W9WxttZy7gkdd_Zgpo3TOiNbGAmw75y1mx1YqV_Qp9_ot2UCvHPCGuprXrBvXK-ilmEAJtU9VCogAQPJJrX6dbQfY1f8WZSJmJgCA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbZvkVW-eFI/AAAAAAAAANI/tT1jG_AIeHo/s320/ATcAAAAMEALSQEHTUkDLnyVy4W9WxttZy7gkdd_Zgpo3TOiNbGAmw75y1mx1YqV_Qp9_ot2UCvHPCGuprXrBvXK-ilmEAJtU9VCogAQPJJrX6dbQfY1f8WZSJmJgCA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311555480529565778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;MUDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mude,&lt;br /&gt;Mas comece devagar, porque a direção é mais importante&lt;br /&gt;do que a velocidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sente-se em outra cadeira, no outro lado da mesa.&lt;br /&gt;Mais tarde mude de mesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando sair, procure andar pelo outro lado da rua.&lt;br /&gt;Depois, mude de caminho, ande por outras ruas, calmamente,&lt;br /&gt;observando com atenção os lugares por onde você passa.&lt;br /&gt;Tome outros ônibus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mude por uns tempos o estilo das roupas.&lt;br /&gt;Dê os teus sapatos velhos.&lt;br /&gt;Procure andar descalço alguns dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tire uma tarde inteira para passear livremente no campo,&lt;br /&gt;ou no parque, e ouvir o canto dos passarinhos…&lt;br /&gt;Veja o mundo de outras perspectivas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abra e feche as gavetas e portas com a mão esquerda.&lt;br /&gt;Durma no outro lado da cama… depois,&lt;br /&gt;procure dormir em outras camas da casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assista a outros programas de tv, compre outros jornais…&lt;br /&gt;leia outros livros.&lt;br /&gt;Não faça do hábito um estilo de vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ame a novidade.&lt;br /&gt;Durma mais tarde.&lt;br /&gt;Durma mais cedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprenda uma palavra nova por dia numa outra língua.&lt;br /&gt;Corrija a postura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coma um pouco menos, escolha comidas diferentes,&lt;br /&gt;novos temperos, novas cores, novas delícias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tente o novo todo dia.&lt;br /&gt;O novo lado, o novo método, o novo sabor,&lt;br /&gt;o novo jeito, a nova vida.&lt;br /&gt;Tente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busque novos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Almoce em outros locais, vá a outros restaurantes,&lt;br /&gt;compre pão em outra padaria.&lt;br /&gt;Almoce mais cedo, jante mais tarde ou vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escolha outro mercado… outra marca de sabonete,&lt;br /&gt;outro creme dental… tome banho em novos horários.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use canetas de outras cores.&lt;br /&gt;Vá passear em outros lugares.&lt;br /&gt;Ame muito, cada vez mais, de modos diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troque de bolsa, de carteira, de malas, troque de carro,&lt;br /&gt;compre novos óculos, escreva versos e poesias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogue os velhos relógios,&lt;br /&gt;quebre delicadamente esses horrorosos despertadores.&lt;br /&gt;Abra conta em outro banco.&lt;br /&gt;Vá a outros cinemas, outros cabeleireiros,&lt;br /&gt;outros teatros, visite novos museus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembre-se de que a Vida é uma só.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você não encontrar razões para ser livre, invente-as.&lt;br /&gt;Seja criativo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grite o mais alto que puder no espaço vazio.&lt;br /&gt;Deixem pensar que você está louco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite para fazer uma viagem despretensiosa,&lt;br /&gt;longa, se possível sem destino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experimente coisas novas.&lt;br /&gt;Troque novamente.&lt;br /&gt;Mude, de novo.&lt;br /&gt;Experimente outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você certamente conhecerá coisas melhores e coisas piores&lt;br /&gt;do que as já conhecidas, mas não é isso o que importa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mais importante é a mudança, o movimento, o dinamismo, a energia.&lt;br /&gt;A positividade que você está sentindo agora.&lt;br /&gt;Só o que está morto não muda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edson Marques)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-1116534480049330100?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/1116534480049330100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/revendo-conceitos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1116534480049330100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1116534480049330100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><title type='text'>Mateus 5:28</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbW093sbQEI/AAAAAAAAANA/7O9aVX90osU/s1600-h/ia_mateus5_28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbW093sbQEI/AAAAAAAAANA/7O9aVX90osU/s400/ia_mateus5_28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311350310568673346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7367967734224135967?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7367967734224135967/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Às vezes falam demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choram quando estão tristes. E quando estão felizes também!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Têm medo de barata, mas “matam um leão” por dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atraem com o olhar, cativam com o sorriso, conquistam com um abraço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulheres enigmáticas. Mulheres emblemáticas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulheres que fazem a diferença. Mulheres com o coração maior que o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulheres são muitas… Sem nunca deixar de ser únicas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como costumo dizer, não há mulheres comuns, mas sim homens que não conseguem ver além do que está aparente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns mulheres!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.mp3tube.net/musics/Leoni-Dinho-Ouro-Preto-Garotos/234944/"&gt;Leoni &amp; Dinho Ouro Preto - Garotos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" width="260" height="60" id="mp3tube" align="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.mp3tube.net/play.swf?id=993dbd26171648bf70e0a8dea1d97990" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="High" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mp3tube.net/play.swf?id=993dbd26171648bf70e0a8dea1d97990" quality="High" width="260" height="60" name="mp3tube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" wmode="transparent" menu="false" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-4964580778914982365?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/4964580778914982365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/mulheres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4964580778914982365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/4964580778914982365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/mulheres.html' title='Mulheres…'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-8882771924132244143</id><published>2009-03-07T17:10:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T17:19:54.614-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><title type='text'>1 João 2-15:17</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbLWr4tN-GI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VXwjeImwXEo/s1600-h/d_olive.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbLWr4tN-GI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VXwjeImwXEo/s400/d_olive.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310542960067999842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Não amem o mundo,&lt;br /&gt;nem as coisas que nele há.&lt;br /&gt;Se vocês amam o mundo,&lt;br /&gt;não amam a Deus, o Pai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada que é deste mundo vem do Pai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os maus desejos da natureza humana,&lt;br /&gt;a vontade de fazer o que agrada aos olhos &lt;br /&gt;e o orgulho pelas coisas da vida,&lt;br /&gt;tudo isso não vem do Pai, mas do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o mundo passa, com tudo aquilo que as pessoas&lt;br /&gt;cobiçam; porém aquele que faz a vontade de Deus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vive para sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-8882771924132244143?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/8882771924132244143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/1-joao-2-1517.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8882771924132244143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/8882771924132244143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/1-joao-2-1517.html' title='1 João 2-15:17'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbLWr4tN-GI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VXwjeImwXEo/s72-c/d_olive.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-1613664129845322167</id><published>2009-03-07T13:39:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:05:32.825-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Sobre LER e PENSAR'/><title type='text'>A Bíblia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbKnLtnrNiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5xAjqk0RLGQ/s1600-h/biblia(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbKnLtnrNiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5xAjqk0RLGQ/s400/biblia(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310490730289640994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz tempo que eu queria postar essa pesquisa sobre a Bíblia, não só por se tratar das &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Escrituras Sagradas&lt;/span&gt;, mas por ser algo extremamente precioso na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem, e se possível visitem o site/fonte &lt;a href="http://www.christiananswers.net/portuguese/home.html"&gt;Cristian Answers&lt;/a&gt; que é muito interessante.&lt;br /&gt; =) Bjs!&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Bíblia é diferente de qualquer outro livro em todo o mundo!&lt;br /&gt;O que faz dela algo tão incrível, tão especial e tão importante?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamais algum livro foi escrito como a Bíblia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * A Bíblia foi escrita por mais de 40 autores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * que a escreveram em 3 continentes diferentes: Ásia, África e Europa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Ela foi escrita em muitos lugares diferentes: no deserto, na prisão, em viagens, ilhas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * em diferentes épocas: num espaço de 1.500 anos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * por pessoas que trabalhavam em coisas diferentes: pescadores, reis, pastores, um boiadeiro, um político, um médico, um cobrador de impostos, um sábio mestre judeu e mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Todos eles escreveram sobre a mesma coisa, e sem qualquer contradição! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Quantos livros você já leu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bíblia é diferente de todos eles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * A Bíblia é muito antiga, ela passou mais de 1.500 anos sendo escrita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Embora seja muito antiga, a Bíblia ainda é importante para os nossos dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * É o livro mais lido do mundo e o mais vendido em toda a História!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Muitas pessoas e governos já tentaram impedir que as pessoas lessem a Bíblia, mas nunca deu certo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * A Bíblia é o livro mais amado de todos os tempos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Há mais traduções da Bíblia para diferentes línguas do que de qualquer outro livro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Há mais cópias antigas, escritas a mão, da Bíblia hoje que de qualquer outro escrito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe como os livros da Bíblia estão organizados?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    *  A Bíblia é dividida em 66 livros menores. O Antigo Testamento (escrito antes do nascimento de Jesus Cristo) contém 39 livros, O Novo Testamento (escrito depois do nascimento de Jesus Cristo) contém 27 livros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Cada tipo de literatura está agrupado em seções na Bíblia (História, canções, alegorias, poesia, texto em prosa, etc.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-1613664129845322167?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/1613664129845322167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/biblia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1613664129845322167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/1613664129845322167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/biblia.html' title='A Bíblia.'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PNGqRWMFg/SbKnLtnrNiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5xAjqk0RLGQ/s72-c/biblia(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-7127479358721838967</id><published>2009-03-05T19:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:02:42.555-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Eu gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Nesse mundo'/><title type='text'>Boa convivência.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Quando houver desacertos nas suas relações, faça do diálogo uma ponte para transpor os descaminhos. Entenda que ceder não é fraquejar; e agredir não é fortalecer-se. A tolerância mútua é o princípio que norteia a boa convivência."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;-Inácio Dantas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5835870190282434884-7127479358721838967?l=julianemariah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/feeds/7127479358721838967/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/boa-convivencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7127479358721838967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5835870190282434884/posts/default/7127479358721838967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianemariah.blogspot.com/2009/03/boa-convivencia.html' title='Boa convivência.'/><author><name>Juh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12402260460021992656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFtaSeT0bFA/TxWMypiPRrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tpUnwCfRKr0/s220/DSC036025665263232696.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5835870190282434884.post-36156249696389015</id><published>2009-03-01T15:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:20:58.007-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- Tá na Bíblia'/><title type='text'>Romanos 12 - 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