<?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-4193480178584176147</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:40:35.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feita de azul*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*J. Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13392566114880375726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193480178584176147.post-6191023517282782815</id><published>2007-12-16T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T15:28:38.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4w7an00vGI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4w7an00vGI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193480178584176147-6191023517282782815?l=feitadeazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/feeds/6191023517282782815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4193480178584176147&amp;postID=6191023517282782815' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/6191023517282782815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/6191023517282782815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>*J. Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13392566114880375726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193480178584176147.post-5059956341701916950</id><published>2007-06-28T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T04:30:39.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acaso instante</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081086248502690466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zyVHFezfUCM/RoOlBbMgAqI/AAAAAAAAABE/36pTQFv3q8I/s320/vazio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Por acaso, a multidão silencia e não está muda: Sonâmbulos gigantes.&lt;br /&gt;Gritos no vazio;&lt;br /&gt;Barulhos na alma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntas,&lt;br /&gt;Respostas,&lt;br /&gt;Espaços,&lt;br /&gt;Confusão,&lt;br /&gt;Reencontros...&lt;br /&gt;[pensamos despertos]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reverberam ecos,&lt;br /&gt;Vozes se unem: eus -&lt;br /&gt;Uníssonas palavras se confrontam&lt;br /&gt;E me correspondem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarificam,&lt;br /&gt;Resignificam&lt;br /&gt;E recompõem num só corpo&lt;br /&gt;Em vários sentidos e direções&lt;br /&gt;De um vago momento - acaso instante -&lt;br /&gt;Uma estranha felicidade: eis-me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&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/4193480178584176147-5059956341701916950?l=feitadeazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/feeds/5059956341701916950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4193480178584176147&amp;postID=5059956341701916950' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/5059956341701916950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/5059956341701916950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/2007/06/acaso-instante.html' title='Acaso instante'/><author><name>*J. Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13392566114880375726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zyVHFezfUCM/RoOlBbMgAqI/AAAAAAAAABE/36pTQFv3q8I/s72-c/vazio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193480178584176147.post-5180930056413966895</id><published>2007-06-25T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T06:31:52.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hoje, eu acordei antes do sol sair - às vezes é bom fazer-se uma surpresa...&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi os primeiros raios gritarem na minha pele.&lt;br /&gt;E, com efeito, sem dor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;', no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hoje, eu passeei por ruas largas (ladrilhadas) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ah, alma encantadora que dorme...&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi o bem-te-vi anunciar a chuva!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sorri com a criança que entende meus motivos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;', &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembrei de tempos imemoriais e não &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;planejei&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Afastei-me de tudo que pesa -&lt;br /&gt;Logo eu que sempre me senti alheia, mas sempre fui tão igual...&lt;br /&gt;E entendi aquilo que eu realmente sou: uma estranha ímpar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Refletida&lt;/span&gt; em mil e um olhares, representada por mil e um imaginários.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;', too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;slightness&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacientemente impaciente, eu sigo sem medo do ridículo...&lt;br /&gt;Sem medo de sofrer e de dançar,&lt;br /&gt;Guardando somente o necessário e engavetando o inútil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Only&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou leve e forte como a neblina da manhã...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sigo insistente como o girassol que atravessa o muro à procura de luz.&lt;br /&gt;E, certamente, isso tudo é real.&lt;br /&gt;Porque somos reais num universo contingente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tell&lt;/span&gt; me  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; do I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;[E eu entendo que o azul não significa tristeza...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193480178584176147-5180930056413966895?l=feitadeazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/feeds/5180930056413966895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4193480178584176147&amp;postID=5180930056413966895' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/5180930056413966895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/5180930056413966895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/2007/06/blue-monday.html' title='Blue Monday'/><author><name>*J. Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13392566114880375726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193480178584176147.post-2104292296725253307</id><published>2007-06-07T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T19:01:26.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por tanta loucura</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pode dizer que é MODERNIDADE,&lt;br /&gt;Que é PÓS-modernidade,&lt;br /&gt;SEI LÁ o quê!?&lt;br /&gt;Não nos ASSUSTEMOS!&lt;br /&gt;(nem TEMPO temos para isso)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entendemos que GOZANDO ou não, passamos de repente.&lt;br /&gt;Sem CONHECER o caminho, descemos com o rio&lt;br /&gt;Rápido, RASTEIRO e revolto:&lt;br /&gt;Fomos INTENSOS, mas não sentimos com PROFUNDIDADE&lt;br /&gt;Ou pelo menos, NÃO persistimos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E rOdAmOs,&lt;br /&gt;E sOrRiMoS,&lt;br /&gt;E iNvEnTaMoS labirintos,&lt;br /&gt;E eNtErRaMoS tesouros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divertimo-nos em um cobiçado reinado de UM minuto&lt;br /&gt;BUSCAMOS ser eternos, mas descartamos.&lt;br /&gt;PLASTIFICAMOS sentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;VOLATIZAMOS sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;VIRTUALIZAMOS amores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas somos leves, horizontais e POLISSÊMICOS.&lt;br /&gt;Somos modernos, temos PRESSA&lt;br /&gt;De ENCONTRAR e desENCONTRAR,&lt;br /&gt;De ACHAR o que nem buscávamos&lt;br /&gt;(e nem sabíamos que esse era o SEGREDO)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos LOUCOS:&lt;br /&gt;CADA um com suas receitas,&lt;br /&gt;Cada UM com suas verdades,&lt;br /&gt;Cada um com suas MENTIRAS,&lt;br /&gt;Cada um a SUA maneira...&lt;br /&gt;Somos loucos e GOSTAMOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;[Homenagem à uma certa conversa no bosque]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193480178584176147-2104292296725253307?l=feitadeazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/feeds/2104292296725253307/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4193480178584176147&amp;postID=2104292296725253307' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/2104292296725253307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/2104292296725253307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/2007/06/por-tanta-loucura.html' title='Por tanta loucura'/><author><name>*J. Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13392566114880375726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193480178584176147.post-498035851524849679</id><published>2007-06-03T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T04:45:08.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nós</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zyVHFezfUCM/RmNXELl0N9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/G9efjoAWqEk/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;O que sobrou de nós?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;O que restou dos nós que fizemos?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nenhuma dor, nenhum grito, nem pegadas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Um resumo sem ressentimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Compartilhamos o silêncio e as entrelinhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Os laços no vazio me acostumam e me consolam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Consolar de quê? Nem houve soluço...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;O silêncio é uma fuga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fuga por um caminho errado de onde não se pode partir sem mapa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;No jogo do silêncio, ficamos sem voz, sem olhar, sem sentir, sem ser...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Concordamos apenas com a falta de nós mesmos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Você troca mensagens para eu decifrar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Distribui sorrisos que são meus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mas eu estou longe e entendo que esteja tudo bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eu te resignifico e me reapresento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eu desamarro os laços e não danço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;E te esqueço só para mais tarde lembrar-me de ti assim sem querer querendo...&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/4193480178584176147-498035851524849679?l=feitadeazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/feeds/498035851524849679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4193480178584176147&amp;postID=498035851524849679' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/498035851524849679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/498035851524849679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-que-sobrou-de-ns-o-que-restou-dos-ns.html' title='Nós'/><author><name>*J. Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13392566114880375726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193480178584176147.post-4129940375655482101</id><published>2007-06-01T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T05:26:59.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menina da lua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zyVHFezfUCM/RmAQS7l0N7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/3CWqpR5oxH4/s1600-h/lua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071071097839171506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="280" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zyVHFezfUCM/RmAQS7l0N7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/3CWqpR5oxH4/s320/lua.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E ontem foi noite de lua cheia (úúúúúúúúúh), a segunda do mês! Aiai, o que teve de gente fazendo loucuras ontem, ma-ma-mas enfim... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Segundo a astrologia, a lua azul, como é designada, só se repete a cada dois anos e sete meses e representa a expansão de uma energia cósmica, extremamente forte e positiva. Coisa mais gay!&lt;br /&gt;Pra completar, a lua também estava em sagitário... Na verdade, acho que eu tô meio de lua já há alguns dias...&lt;br /&gt;Eu não acredito muito nessas coisas de fadas, duendes, signos e bruxas, mas se é pra atrair boas vibrações, não faz mal nenhum ficar às dez horas da noite toda vestida de azul olhando a lua feito besta.&lt;br /&gt;E lá fui eu pra casa depois de ter me entupido de camarão e ter dado uma passadinha rápida lá no Benfica - inauguração da C&amp;amp;A. Poisé pedi um montão de coisas boas e fui dormir porque sonhar é bem melhor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E aprofundando minha cultura astrológica, descobri que hoje é o dia juliano 54252.49221 d. Sei lá o que isso significa... hauhauhauhauah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Boas vibrações!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193480178584176147-4129940375655482101?l=feitadeazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/feeds/4129940375655482101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4193480178584176147&amp;postID=4129940375655482101' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/4129940375655482101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/4129940375655482101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/2007/06/menina-da-lua.html' title='Menina da lua'/><author><name>*J. Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13392566114880375726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zyVHFezfUCM/RmAQS7l0N7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/3CWqpR5oxH4/s72-c/lua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193480178584176147.post-4621260731421125422</id><published>2007-05-31T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T08:16:24.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olha eu por aqui...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zyVHFezfUCM/Rl7Ykbl0N3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/u4FfjDskFm8/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070728350859016050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zyVHFezfUCM/Rl7Ykbl0N3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/u4FfjDskFm8/s320/7.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olhaí, sou a mais nova amiguinha do Mc Luhan e do Lévy e resolvi botar "minha cara à tapa" aqui. Sempre que possível, vou tentar escrever alguma coisinha, às vezes legal, às vezes nem tanto... hehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aviso aos navegantes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Só não se percam ao entrar no meu infinito particular..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bJUs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;é tão estranho inaugurar um blog... ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193480178584176147-4621260731421125422?l=feitadeazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/feeds/4621260731421125422/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4193480178584176147&amp;postID=4621260731421125422' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/4621260731421125422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/4621260731421125422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/2007/05/olha-eu-por-aqui.html' title='Olha eu por aqui...'/><author><name>*J. Sampaio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13392566114880375726</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zyVHFezfUCM/Rl7Ykbl0N3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/u4FfjDskFm8/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193480178584176147.post-820304198608104513</id><published>2007-05-31T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T05:22:38.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nem que nem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zyVHFezfUCM/Rl7jzrl0N5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/PbM6FMiP6P4/s1600-h/at+report.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zyVHFezfUCM/Rl7jTLl0N4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/a626GRHiPOM/s1600-h/Maranguape+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu sou uma unidade de gestos, vozes, sussurrros, sentimentos, cores, formas, cheiros e ritmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu desenho flores que decoram as horas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu olho o estranho e me encanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu provo o doce só pra ter certeza de que eu gosto mesmo é do "salgado".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu durmo com o mormaço e acordo com a maresia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu falo e escrevo coisas só pra enganar minhas loucuras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu tenho POUCAS muitas coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu tenho MUITAS poucas coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu não uso, experimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu não acumulo, eu me junto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu deixo solto o que permanece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu sou a que come e se lambuza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu sou a que abraça e espreme o tédio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu gosto de gente, de camarão, de canela e de um montão de coisas que eu vou descobrir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu não gosto de gente chata, de domingo, de sol, de calor e de um montão de coisas que eu vou descobrir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu sou a que amanhã eu não seria. Hoje, apenas a Julianna Maria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu sou rio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu sorrio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu só rio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Abra a janela, amanheceu!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hoje, eu quero vento na nuca, soltar pipa, compartilhar verdades e dançar por aí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193480178584176147-820304198608104513?l=feitadeazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/feeds/820304198608104513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4193480178584176147&amp;postID=820304198608104513' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/820304198608104513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193480178584176147/posts/default/820304198608104513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feitadeazul.blogspot.com/2007/05/nem-que-nem.html' title='Nem que nem...'/><author><name>*J. 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