<?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-5800078494231779804</id><updated>2012-02-12T01:26:45.276-03:00</updated><category term='CacarecoMusical'/><category term='Você não pode perder'/><category term='Ri litros'/><category term='Um Recado muito especial'/><category term='Videocacarecado'/><category term='Meus Textos'/><category term='Cacarecos do Meu Dia'/><category term='Frase do Dia'/><category term='FilmesCacarecados'/><category term='Nascimento'/><category term='Coração Sagrado'/><category term='Santa Terezinha'/><category term='Projeto Pia'/><category term='Rádios Online'/><title type='text'>CacarecosDoDia</title><subtitle type='html'>Onde o seu dia vale mais!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-1041469152383955182</id><published>2011-12-14T13:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T13:16:09.542-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: lime;"&gt;"Amor que aprisiona não traz paz"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp1eL2sxCwk/TujLb-0vI_I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/_Kf4fT_dtYA/s1600/liberdade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp1eL2sxCwk/TujLb-0vI_I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/_Kf4fT_dtYA/s400/liberdade.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-1041469152383955182?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1041469152383955182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/12/frase-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1041469152383955182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1041469152383955182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/12/frase-do-dia.html' title='Frase do Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp1eL2sxCwk/TujLb-0vI_I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/_Kf4fT_dtYA/s72-c/liberdade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-8698241888620347449</id><published>2011-12-14T12:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:39:51.768-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Doer de Dor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Doer a dor de ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvRHUKuJbg0/TujC2leoFGI/AAAAAAAAB4I/vR9Uhq31MRw/s1600/lamento1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvRHUKuJbg0/TujC2leoFGI/AAAAAAAAB4I/vR9Uhq31MRw/s320/lamento1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;E a do não ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Aí" que trás o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Ah" por detrás do grito gritado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Doer a dor do viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Dor precisa e confusa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Necessária no aprender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Doer para crer, crer na pele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Sentir o estomago revirar-se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Tudo pelo não saber ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Porque ver é tão incerto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Quem sabe seja porque o doer do tocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Da-se a impressão de segurança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Enfrento a dor que insiste em latejar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Conform Ando-me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Faz parte da construção&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Deste&amp;nbsp;edifício multiforme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Desculpe os transtornos, estou em obras"&lt;/u&gt; - Celina Borges&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-8698241888620347449?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8698241888620347449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/12/doer-de-dor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8698241888620347449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8698241888620347449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/12/doer-de-dor.html' title='Doer de Dor'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvRHUKuJbg0/TujC2leoFGI/AAAAAAAAB4I/vR9Uhq31MRw/s72-c/lamento1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-950436316034798506</id><published>2011-11-22T18:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T19:27:06.410-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leãozinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ofereço esse post ao meu primo Luis Artur, que eu considero como sobrinho. Ele é um leãozinho, um raio de sol. Que Deus o guie sempre e que seja um grande homem!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; display: block; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SriRp3Hnvak" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Leãozinho - Maria Gadú e Caetano&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7y6xkcIePc/TswakMH2fvI/AAAAAAAAB4A/CiZtZSk73LE/s1600/390417_2585179839586_1557221849_2619919_122940034_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7y6xkcIePc/TswakMH2fvI/AAAAAAAAB4A/CiZtZSk73LE/s400/390417_2585179839586_1557221849_2619919_122940034_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Gosto muito de te ver, leãozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Caminhando sob o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Gosto muito de você, leãozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Para desentristecer, leãozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O meu coração tão só&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Basta eu encontrar você no caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9UTH4kgOUc/TswaivznnqI/AAAAAAAAB34/JP9gr2_T-C8/s1600/381525_2585165359224_1557221849_2619917_2090048739_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9UTH4kgOUc/TswaivznnqI/AAAAAAAAB34/JP9gr2_T-C8/s400/381525_2585165359224_1557221849_2619917_2090048739_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Um filhote de leão, raio da manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Arrastando o meu olhar, como um imã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O meu coração é o sol, pai de toda cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quando ele lhe doura a pele ao léu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Gosto de te ver ao sol, leãozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De te ver entrar no mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tua pele, tua luz, tua juba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Gosto de ficar ao sol, leãozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De molhar minha juba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De estar perto de você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E entrar numa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Gosto muito de te ver, leãozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Caminhando sob o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Gosto muito de você, leãozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Para desentristecer, leãozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O meu coração tão só&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Basta eu encontrar você no caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Um filhote de leão, raio da manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Arrastando o meu olhar, como um imã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O meu coração é o sol, pai de toda cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quando ele lhe doura a pele ao léu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Gosto de te ver ao sol, leãozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De te ver entrar no mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tua pele, tua luz, tua juba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Gosto de ficar ao sol, leãozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De molhar minha juba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De estar perto de você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E entrar numa&amp;nbsp;&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/5800078494231779804-950436316034798506?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/950436316034798506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/11/ofereco-esse-post-ao-meu-primo-luis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/950436316034798506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/950436316034798506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/11/ofereco-esse-post-ao-meu-primo-luis.html' title='Leãozinho'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SriRp3Hnvak/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-3339744055241880776</id><published>2011-11-21T00:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:48:43.743-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Descobrindo arte: Swing Flag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shopping.tray.com.br/theme/4/img/loja/2859/ofertas/34332g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://shopping.tray.com.br/theme/4/img/loja/2859/ofertas/34332g.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Swing Flag é classificado como um brinquedo e também como um artefato para shows/apresentações.Seu peso é leve (aproximadamente 120 gramas cada, totalizando 240 gramas o par) o que facilita os movimentos.&amp;nbsp;Geralmente é fabricado em nylon em diversas cores. Dedal com destorcedor facilita a movimentação. Desenvolve habilidade com as mãos, ajudando na melhora da coordenação motora"&lt;/b&gt;(www.gamamalabares.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De primeira parece que você não vai conseguir, mas aos poucos vai dando certo. Sinto-me livre quando estou manuseando o flag, minha alma fica como o pano em movimento. As vezes rápido, devagar, quase parando, em cima e em baixo, dos lados, mas sempre com o desejo de liberdade. Sei que depende da visão de cada um, eu sinto assim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Vamos fazer arte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial,helvetica,clean,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial,helvetica,clean,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vjKtPRYv36U?rel=0" 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/5800078494231779804-3339744055241880776?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3339744055241880776/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/11/descobrindo-arte-swing-flag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3339744055241880776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3339744055241880776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/11/descobrindo-arte-swing-flag.html' title='Descobrindo arte: Swing Flag!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vjKtPRYv36U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-5322193257919902486</id><published>2011-11-13T17:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:52:13.815-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cacareco Musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Quanto tempo não escrevo aqui! Que saudades. Hoje quero trazer essa música que eu só conhecia na versão original dos Beatles, mas que ficou muito legal nessa versão que fizeram no seriado Glee. Não lembrava mais dessa música e em uma aula de canto que participei essa semana, cantaram ela e ontem a noite teve um significado tremendo! Depois falarei um pouco mais sobre. Enfim, tô de volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rhGWC4yq_Yg" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Oh yeah, I'll tell you something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I think you'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;When I say that something&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Oh please, say to me&lt;br /&gt;You'll let me be your man&lt;br /&gt;And please, say to me&lt;br /&gt;You'll let me hold your hand.&lt;br /&gt;Now let me hold your hand,&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold your hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;And when I touch you I feel happy inside.&lt;br /&gt;It's such a feeling that my love&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Yeah, you've got that something,&lt;br /&gt;I think you'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;When I feel that something&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 400; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu Quero Segurar Sua Mão&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Oh yeah, eu vou te dizer uma coisa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu acho que você vai entender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Quando eu digo isso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu quero segurar sua mão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu quero segurar sua mão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu quero segurar sua mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Oh, por favor, diga-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Você vai me deixar ser seu homem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;E por favor, me diga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Que você me deixará segurar sua mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Agora, deixe-me segurar sua mão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu quero segurar sua mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;E quando eu toco você eu me sinto feliz por dentro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;É um sentimento que o meu amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu não posso esconder, não posso esconder, eu não posso esconder ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Sim, você tem aquela coisa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu acho que você vai entender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Quando eu sinto essa alguma coisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu quero segurar sua mão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu quero segurar sua mão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu quero segurar sua mão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;Eu quero segurar sua mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-5322193257919902486?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5322193257919902486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-yeah-ill-tell-you-something-i-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5322193257919902486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5322193257919902486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-yeah-ill-tell-you-something-i-think.html' title='Cacareco Musical'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rhGWC4yq_Yg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-1567135119693122582</id><published>2011-06-22T13:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T13:50:05.779-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meta Certa - Focolares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Quero trazer essa música hoje para vocês porque ela tem um significado muito especial para mim. Ouvi pela primeira vez no meu retiro vocacional na Comunidade Recado. Em um momento de profunda adoração e entendimento da vontade de Deus, abraçavamos e conheciamos as bordas do carisma. Engraçado como sentiamos a nossa verdade revela nesta música. Se for possivel, reze com ela. Creio piamente que ela fará toda a diferença, encontre a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Meta Certa&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Te encontrar no coração é o meu desejo,&lt;br /&gt;Ao teu lado caminhar, contigo estar.&lt;br /&gt;Único farol e luz do meu caminho,&lt;br /&gt;Única razão és Tu; único sustento, Tu.&lt;br /&gt;Só Tu estás no centro do meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mesmo a Terra gira sempre sem sossego,&lt;br /&gt;Mas existe um rumo certo, a meta és Tu.&lt;br /&gt;És a meta certa, a direção segura,&lt;br /&gt;És a meta certa, Tu; és o meu cominho, Tu.&lt;br /&gt;Só Tu estás no centro do meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Tudo gira ao teu redor, tudo fala de ti.&lt;br /&gt;E não importa o "como", o "quando", o "porquê".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Sempre no meu coração és Tu o centro,&lt;br /&gt;Que a tudo dá sentido, rumo e luz.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que eu fizer será amor somente.&lt;br /&gt;Único sustento, Tu; és a meta certa, Tu.&lt;br /&gt;Só Tu estás no centro do meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/q3ykTVT6_0g" width="480"&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/5800078494231779804-1567135119693122582?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1567135119693122582/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/meta-certa-focolares.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1567135119693122582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1567135119693122582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/meta-certa-focolares.html' title='Meta Certa - Focolares'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/q3ykTVT6_0g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-313419099439918841</id><published>2011-06-20T13:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T13:28:14.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nossa Senhora da Consolação, Rogai por nós!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.es.catholic.net/articulo.php?id=37385" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'ar darling'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;• Nossa Senhora da Consolação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;(ou&lt;span style="font-family: 'ar darling'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.santiebeati.it/dettaglio/91938" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'ar darling'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Madonna della Consolata di Torino&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Nuestra Señora de la Consolación" border="0" hspace="7" src="http://es.catholic.net/catholic_db/imagenes_db/santoral/santisima_virgen_consolacion_turin.jpg" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.199219) 0px 0px 0px; background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: transparent; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px 0px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: transparent; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: transparent; border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: transparent; border-top-left-radius: 0px 0px; border-top-right-radius: 0px 0px; border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.199219) 0px 0px 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nuestra Señora de la Consolação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;No dia 20 de Junho celebra-se a festa da&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Santíssima Virgem da Consolação,&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;padroeira especial de Turim e do Piemonte. O culto da&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Virgem da Consolação&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;data do século XI, quando se ampliou o primitivo edifício dedicado a&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Santo Andrés&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;e se erigiu, no decurso do século XVIII o&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Santuário da Consolação&lt;/strong&gt;, uma das igrejas mais belas e mais amadas pelos habitantes de Turim. Em relação com o culto da&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Virgem da Consolação&lt;/strong&gt;, se narra que, no mesmo sitio em que hoje admiramos o santuário, havia um pequeno templo que se viu destruído numa das invasões dos bárbaros. Alguns anos depois, na cidade de Briançon, um homem cego de nascimento, teve em sonhos uma visão da&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Virgem Maria&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;que o exortou a chegar a Turim para buscar um quadro com sua efígie que se havia extraviado. O homem, chegado àquele sitio, recobrou milagrosamente sua vista e pôde ver a Virgem, que se apresentou como "Consoladora" e se converteu na padroeira de Turim. Hoje, a&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Virgem do Consolo (ou da Consolação&lt;/strong&gt;) não só é venerada por muitíssimos fiéis que a ela imploram graça e consolo e que com fé e com devoção participam na procissão que, todos os anos durante sua celebração, sai do Santuário e serpenteia pelas ruas da cidade. Ela é também a&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Mãe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;inspiradora dos missionários que, em seu nome, se empenham em levar o&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Evangelho&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;por todo o mundo. Ao igual que&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;María&lt;/strong&gt;, que veneram sob o título de&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Consolação&lt;/strong&gt;, pretendem levar ao mundo o autêntico&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Consolo que é Jesús,&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;o&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Evangelho&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;e com isso sua presença junto aos marginais, com a ajuda aos aflitos, a cura dos enfermos, a defesa dos direitos humanos e ao fomento da justiça e da paz. Por tudo isso, eles se dedicam à Missão de forma total, sem nenhuma classe de vínculos, afastados da materialidade das coisas, professando a pobreza e a obediência no espírito da beatitude evangélica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Retirado do blog:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://confernciavicentinadesopaulo.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://confernciavicentinadesopaulo.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-313419099439918841?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/313419099439918841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/nossa-senhora-da-consolacao-rogai-por.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/313419099439918841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/313419099439918841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/nossa-senhora-da-consolacao-rogai-por.html' title='Nossa Senhora da Consolação, Rogai por nós!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-6267764846061079052</id><published>2011-06-18T00:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T13:34:56.608-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Peito Aberto - Kid Abelha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XEKdgNOVkP0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Me dá a mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Me leva embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Passou da hora, já bebi demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Ninguém mais me considera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Só velhos, bêbados e animais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Gastei tanta palavra por gastar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Agora as pobres tentam se salvar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Me pega e leva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Porque eu te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Andei fugindo mas estou aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Escutando baladas bregas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Deixar de te amar não é pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Não se deixa de amar assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Seja como for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Mas seja sempre o meu amor perpétuo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Onde estiver esteja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Onde está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Meu peito aberto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Me pega e leva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Porque eu te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Andei fugindo mas estou aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Derretido, sentimental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Porque deixar de amar não é normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Não se desama dando um mero tchau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Seja como for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Mas seja sempre o meu amor perpétuo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Onde estiver esteja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Onde está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Meu peito aberto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-6267764846061079052?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6267764846061079052/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/peito-aberto-kid-abelha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6267764846061079052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6267764846061079052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/peito-aberto-kid-abelha.html' title='Peito Aberto - Kid Abelha'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XEKdgNOVkP0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-5514790020544910078</id><published>2011-06-18T00:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T00:13:48.647-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não te amo mais - Clarice Lispector</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-muesE5oru18/TcdTKpjTx0I/AAAAAAAAA0g/DNkRTATwY9U/s1600/fotos-de-namorados-no-rio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-muesE5oru18/TcdTKpjTx0I/AAAAAAAAA0g/DNkRTATwY9U/s320/fotos-de-namorados-no-rio.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Não te amo mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Estarei mentindo dizendo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Ainda te quero como sempre quis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Tenho certeza que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;           Nada foi em vão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Sinto dentro de mim que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Você não significa nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Não poderia dizer jamais que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Alimento um grande amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Sinto cada vez mais que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Já te esqueci!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; E jamais usarei a frase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; EU TE AMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Sinto, mas tenho que dizer a verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; É tarde demais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;*Agora leia de baixo para cima.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Tinha quer ser Clarice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-5514790020544910078?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5514790020544910078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/nao-te-amo-mais-clarice-lispector.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5514790020544910078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5514790020544910078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/nao-te-amo-mais-clarice-lispector.html' title='Não te amo mais - Clarice Lispector'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-muesE5oru18/TcdTKpjTx0I/AAAAAAAAA0g/DNkRTATwY9U/s72-c/fotos-de-namorados-no-rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-423563272250027274</id><published>2011-06-10T14:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:34:26.734-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E se eu cair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sou um rato de praia. Sou mineiro. Todo mineiro é deslumbrado com o mar. Cheguei ao Rio com quatro anos de idade e o mar de Copacabana sempre foi minha praia. Naquela época, por volta de 1913, rato de praia tinha outro significado. Hoje o sentido é pejorativo. No meu tempo designava essa espécie de gente que levanta muito cedo, veste uma sunga, e só vai embora da praia quando o sol se põe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meu pai foi um grande nanador de piscina. Quando o mar de Copacabana era mar de piscina, ele se exibia nadando contra a maré, mergulhava e subia, respirava como respiram os botos e eu achava isso o máximo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No começo, me levava nas costas. Meu pai ia nadando de peito e eu flutuava sobre ele. Quando cruzava a arrebentação, às vezes apertava um pouco mais o pescoço dele com medo de escorregar. Ele fingia engasgar e reclamava sorrindo: "Assim você vai nos afogar".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um dia meu pai me pegou pela mão, me levou até a beira da praia, olhou o mar imenso, virou-se e disse: "Vai dar um mergulho". Eu olhei aquele marzão besta, pensei um pouco, olhei de volta e perguntei, a voz trêmula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"E se eu cair?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Se você cair, eu estarei aqui perto para proteger você."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XaLNfhL-B7s/Sr-bQxomRFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/FDCFvBPmszQ/s400/Pai_e_filho_olhando_a_praia.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XaLNfhL-B7s/Sr-bQxomRFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/FDCFvBPmszQ/s400/Pai_e_filho_olhando_a_praia.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;É uma das lembranças mais delicadas que tenho do meu pai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje, aos 85 anos, ele só se arrisca em longas caminhadas pelo calçadão de Copacabana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meus pais estão casados há 70 anos. Semana passada, minha mãe precisou ir a São Paulo. Pretendia ficar uns dez dias dando carinho e atenção à minha irmã, que fez uma cirurgia delicada no coração.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meu pai fica indócil nessas horas. Telefona varias vezes perguntando ela vai voltar. Ontem liguei para saber notícias e dar um apoio moral.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Achei que seria um conforto. Uma força para ajudá-lo a enfrentar duas semanas de solidão. Ele reclamou que estava sozinho. Tentei minimizar a ausência de minha mãe lembrando a roda de amigos da praia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Mas eu não passo o dia na praia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Pai, procura alguma coisa para se distrair em casa."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ouvi alguns segundos de silêncio, até ele dizer do outro lado da linha, a voz trêmula:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"E se eu cair?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fonte: Jornal O Povo - Ruy Lima&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/5800078494231779804-423563272250027274?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/423563272250027274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/e-se-eu-cair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/423563272250027274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/423563272250027274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/e-se-eu-cair.html' title='E se eu cair?'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XaLNfhL-B7s/Sr-bQxomRFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/FDCFvBPmszQ/s72-c/Pai_e_filho_olhando_a_praia.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-6302141064658123924</id><published>2011-06-10T14:12:00.016-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:12:00.537-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oração</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Uma bela produção, uma canção, uma oração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QW0i1U4u0KE" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meu amor essa é a última oração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Pra salvar seu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Coração não é tão simples quanto pensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Nele cabe o que não cabe na despensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cabe o meu amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Cabem três vidas inteiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Cabe uma penteadeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Cabe nós dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cabe até o meu amor, essa é a última oração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Pra salvar seu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Coração não é tão simples quanto pensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Nele cabe o que não cabe na despensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cabe o meu amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Cabem três vidas inteiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Cabe uma penteadeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Cabe nós dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cabe até o meu amor, essa é a última oração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Pra salvar seu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Coração não é tão simples quanto pensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Nele cabe o que não cabe na despensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cabe o meu amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Cabem três vidas inteiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Cabe uma penteadeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Cabe essa oração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-6302141064658123924?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6302141064658123924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/oracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6302141064658123924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6302141064658123924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/oracao.html' title='Oração'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QW0i1U4u0KE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-2036595743947192770</id><published>2011-06-08T14:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T14:08:27.219-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciranda da Bailarina - Adriana Calcanhoto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iaCPei4eph8" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Procurando bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Todo mundo tem pereba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Marca de bexiga ou vacina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; E tem piriri, tem lombriga,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; tem ameba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Só a bailarina que não tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; E não tem coceira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Verruga nem frieira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Nem falta de maneira ela não tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Futucando bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Todo mundo tem piolho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Ou tem cheiro de creolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Todo mundo tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; um irmão meio zarolho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Só a bailarina que não tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Nem unha encardida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Nem dente com comida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Nem casca de ferida ela não tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Não livra ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Todo mundo tem remela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Quando acorda às seis da matina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Teve escarlatina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; ou tem febre amarela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Só a bailarina que não tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Medo de subir, gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Medo de cair, gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Medo de vertigem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Quem não tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Confessando bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Todo mundo faz pecado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Logo assim que a missa termina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Todo mundo tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; um primeiro namorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Só a bailarina que não tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Sujo atrás da orelha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Bigode de groselha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Calcinha um pouco velha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Ela não tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; O padre também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Pode até ficar vermelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Se o vento levanta a batina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Reparando bem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; todo mundo tem pentelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Só a bailarina que não tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Sala sem mobília&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Goteira na vasilha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Problema na família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Quem não tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Procurando bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Todo mundo tem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-2036595743947192770?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2036595743947192770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/ciranda-da-bailarina-adriana-calcanhoto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/2036595743947192770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/2036595743947192770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/ciranda-da-bailarina-adriana-calcanhoto.html' title='Ciranda da Bailarina - Adriana Calcanhoto'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iaCPei4eph8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-8643480161039116476</id><published>2011-06-06T08:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T08:53:22.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Piano - Jane Campion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livrus.com.br/site/coverimg/853250468X.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.livrus.com.br/site/coverimg/853250468X.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Gostaria de compartilhar com vocês um livro que estou lendo que foi indicado por minha amiga Ângela, que é uma potente escritora, do qual tenho viajado em suas linhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;O Piano, tem uma linguagem simples e nos envolve agarrando nossa imaginação, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;levando-nos ao mundo de Ada e Flora McGrath. Mãe e filha foram prometidas a Alisdair Stewart e aventuram-se em longos dias mar a dentro, da Escócia para Nova Zelândia quase primitiva. A trama também envolve um piano, o meio pelo qual Ada se comunica com o mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tendo perdido a voz depois de um mando do pai, Wystom McGrath, ela não falou mais e o piano era sua voz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk9ldiLi6lM/SnEpK0C8MPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3fssgqe3h3Y/s400/piano-holly-hunter-anna-paquin-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk9ldiLi6lM/SnEpK0C8MPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3fssgqe3h3Y/s320/piano-holly-hunter-anna-paquin-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Demorei muito para resolver ler este livro, as provas me atormentavam e não pensava nele. Mas quando resolvi também entrar em alto mar, junto com a mudez de Ada e o ser criança de Flora, não consigo mais parar. Pareço, de uma forma que desconheço, escutar a música que sai daquele piano. Sinto-me também parte da história e relembro das aulas fracassadas de teclado que tive. Bem que gostaria de ter tido aulas com McGrath, mas enfim o que posso é imaginar seu debruçar-se sobre o porta-voz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;A autora deste livro é Jane Campion, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;que r&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;ecebeu uma nomeação ao Oscar de Melhor Diretor, por "The Piano" (1993). Ganhou também o prêmio Palma de Ouro e o Oscar de melhor roteiro original.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0Su8LXNS16A" width="425"&gt;&amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;gt;]&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Há silêncio onde nunca ouve som. Há silêncio onde som nunca haverá. Numa tumba muito, muito funda, no mar... - Thomas Hood &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-8643480161039116476?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8643480161039116476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-piano-jane-campion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8643480161039116476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8643480161039116476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-piano-jane-campion.html' title='O Piano - Jane Campion'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nk9ldiLi6lM/SnEpK0C8MPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3fssgqe3h3Y/s72-c/piano-holly-hunter-anna-paquin-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-874948805774498317</id><published>2011-06-05T12:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T12:48:58.004-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo o que vai..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mfPABCD4vQ8" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje é o dia&lt;br /&gt;Eu quase posso tocar o silêncio&lt;br /&gt;A casa vazia&lt;br /&gt;Só as coisas que você não quis&lt;br /&gt;Me fazem companhia&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico à vontade com a sua ausência&lt;br /&gt;Eu já me acostumei a esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que vai&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o gosto, deixa as fotos&lt;br /&gt;Quanto tempo faz&lt;br /&gt;Deixa os dedos, deixa a memória&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem me lembro mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salas e quartos&lt;br /&gt;Somem sem deixar vestígio&lt;br /&gt;Seu rosto em pedaços&lt;br /&gt;Misturado com o que não sobrou&lt;br /&gt;Do que eu sentia&lt;br /&gt;Eu lembro dos filmes que eu nunca vi&lt;br /&gt;Passando sem parar&lt;br /&gt;Em algum lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que vai&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o gosto, deixa as fotos&lt;br /&gt;Quanto tempo faz&lt;br /&gt;Deixa os dedos, deixa a memória&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem me lembro mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica o gosto, ficam as fotos&lt;br /&gt;Quanto tempo faz&lt;br /&gt;Ficam os dedos, fica a memória&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem me lembro mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto tempo, eu já nem sei mais o que é meu&lt;br /&gt;Nem quando, nem onde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-874948805774498317?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/874948805774498317/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/tudo-o-que-vai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/874948805774498317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/874948805774498317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/tudo-o-que-vai.html' title='Tudo o que vai..'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mfPABCD4vQ8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-1289649423634413913</id><published>2011-06-05T12:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T12:20:23.689-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Penso, sim, sou!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sim, penso, existo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ag5K9cGdsE/TK3oLfiuXVI/AAAAAAAAAwI/HBUDGS9DDSU/s1600/pensando-no-pouco-que-ha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="328" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ag5K9cGdsE/TK3oLfiuXVI/AAAAAAAAAwI/HBUDGS9DDSU/s400/pensando-no-pouco-que-ha.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mas o que sou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sou o que hesito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Em ser? Ou... Ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sou só o que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sei ser-me sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Erro, sem se?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sou o que pen-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So? Mas que pensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O quem o qual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sou? É? Hem? Sa-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Berá? Que tal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Existo, sim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que sim sou? Ex-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Isto? Que mim&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sou? Sou? Talvez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Poeta de Meia-Tigela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-1289649423634413913?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1289649423634413913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/penso-sim-sou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1289649423634413913'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-9016124162288193823</id><published>2011-06-04T13:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T13:51:01.876-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser Amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZoJCWWRQy2A" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Esse é o verdadeiro sentido de ser amigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-9016124162288193823?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/9016124162288193823/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/ser-amigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/9016124162288193823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/9016124162288193823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/ser-amigo.html' title='Ser Amigo'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZoJCWWRQy2A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-6085992118091632476</id><published>2011-06-01T14:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:29:23.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desejos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter" height="337" src="http://meusaber.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/pe-na-estrada.jpg?w=300" width="506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-6085992118091632476?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6085992118091632476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/desejos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6085992118091632476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6085992118091632476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/desejos.html' title='Desejos'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-3619309972858890052</id><published>2011-06-01T14:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:29:06.778-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada Sei - Kid Abelha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4IGIHGkHiKM" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada sei dessa vida&lt;br /&gt;Vivo sem saber&lt;br /&gt;Nunca soube, nada saberei&lt;br /&gt;Sigo sem saber...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que lugar me pertence&lt;br /&gt;Que eu possa abandonar&lt;br /&gt;Que lugar me contém&lt;br /&gt;Que possa me parar...&lt;/div&gt;Sou errada, sou errante&lt;br /&gt;Sempre na estrada&lt;br /&gt;Sempre distante&lt;br /&gt;Vou errando&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto tempo me deixar&lt;br /&gt;Errando&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o tempo me deixar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nada sei desse mar&lt;br /&gt;Nado sem saber&lt;br /&gt;De seus peixes, suas perdas&lt;br /&gt;De seu não respirar...&lt;/div&gt;Nesse mar, os segundos&lt;br /&gt;Insistem em naufragar&lt;br /&gt;Esse mar me seduz&lt;br /&gt;Mas é só prá me afogar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sou errada, sou errante&lt;br /&gt;Sempre na estrada&lt;br /&gt;Sempre distante&lt;br /&gt;Vou errando&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o tempo me deixar&lt;br /&gt;Errando&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o tempo me deixar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-3619309972858890052?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3619309972858890052/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/nada-sei-kid-abelha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3619309972858890052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3619309972858890052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/nada-sei-kid-abelha.html' title='Nada Sei - Kid Abelha'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4IGIHGkHiKM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7733582819959558221</id><published>2011-06-01T14:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:03:32.721-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces do meu viver psicológico</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a data-mce-href="http://meusaber.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/des_construindo_a_psicologia_by_wk_omittchi1.jpg" href="http://meusaber.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/des_construindo_a_psicologia_by_wk_omittchi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-14" data-mce-src="http://meusaber.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/des_construindo_a_psicologia_by_wk_omittchi1.jpg" height="376" src="http://meusaber.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/des_construindo_a_psicologia_by_wk_omittchi1.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: left;" title="des_construindo_a_psicologia_by_wk_omittchi" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;inhas provas terminaram, toda a correria passou e aqui estou ainda na universidade. Teremos ainda algumas aulas, pra quem quiser ganhar pontos esse é o momento. Já estou no segundo semestre, tanta coisa aconteceu! Sinto-me como um ratinho que se aventura na grande descoberta do que vem a ser verdadeiramente a Psicologia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Engraçado como me decidi por ela. Um dia disse: "vou fazer psicologia", aí aconteceu! Quando me decido, mesmo que isso custe anos, ninguém pode mudar. Vejo tantas pessoas com duvidas sobre o curso que devem fazer, usam o crivo de "quem ganha mais" para escolher o seu futuro como se a riqueza estivesse além da realização pessoal. Realmente pode estar em alguns momentos,&amp;nbsp;entretanto, de que adianta ser rico e não ser feliz? Antes ser pobre realizado do que um rico arrependido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Penso na Psicologia como uma grande arte, uma ciência cheia de mistérios e que tanto tem para nos oferecer. Quase nada sei sobre o psiquismo, Ics, behaviorismos ou terapias de grupos... Misturo minha psicologia barata, leiga, com aquilo que é real. Porém não posso parar, a vida continua e ela não pode ser separada do aprendizado. Quem vive aprende, aliás, só se aprende vivendo. São tantas decisões a tomar e coisas para experimentar que tenho a certeza que o dia deveria ter no mínimo 26horas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Quero viver o novo, quero ir além mesmo mediante a minha lentidão tão extrema, da minha&amp;nbsp;vontade amena, incompreensões e&amp;nbsp;desobediências. Tenho desejos maiores, meus olhos tem muito o que ver. Vou me arriscando, me lançando e sei que aos poucos estou construindo aquilo que chamam de: futuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7733582819959558221?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7733582819959558221/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/faces-do-meu-viver-psicologico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7733582819959558221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7733582819959558221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/faces-do-meu-viver-psicologico.html' title='Faces do meu viver psicológico'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-2189366487088360179</id><published>2011-06-01T14:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:36:55.098-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oferecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font: normal normal normal 13px/19px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; margin-bottom: 0.6em; margin-left: 0.6em; margin-right: 0.6em; margin-top: 0.6em;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://meusaber.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/vazio.jpg?w=300" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="alignright" data-mce-src="http://meusaber.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/vazio.jpg?w=300" height="280" src="http://meusaber.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/vazio.jpg?w=300" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" width="381" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: normal;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;endo este um jornal por excelência, e por excelência dos precisa-se e oferece-se, vou pôr um anúncio em negrito: precisa-se de alguém homem ou mulher que ajude uma pessoa a ficar contente porque esta está tão contente que não pode ficar sozinha com a alegria, e precisa reparti-la. Paga-se extraordinariamente bem: minuto por minuto paga-se com a própria alegria. É urgente pois a alegria dessa pessoa é fugaz como estrelas cadentes, que até parece que só se as viu depois que tombaram; precisa-se urgente antes da noite cair porque a noite é muito perigosa e nenhuma ajuda é possível e fica tarde demais. Essa pessoa que atenda ao anúncio só tem folga depois que passa o horror do domingo que fere. Não faz mal que venha uma pessoa triste porque a alegria que se dá é tão grande que se tem que a repartir antes que se transforme em drama. Implora-se também que venha, implora-se com a humildade da alegria-sem-motivo. Em troca oferece-se também uma casa com todas as luzes acesas como numa festa de bailarinos. Dá-se o direito de dispor da copa e da cozinha, e da sala de estar. P.S. Não se precisa de prática. E se pede desculpa por estar num anúncio a dilacerar os outros. Mas juro que há em meu rosto sério uma alegria até mesmo divina para dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-2189366487088360179?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2189366487088360179/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/oferecer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/2189366487088360179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/2189366487088360179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/oferecer.html' title='Oferecer'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-3740172224181086027</id><published>2011-05-24T23:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T23:54:28.952-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sim, estou longe de ser como aqueles que se destacam em tudo. Na maioria das vezes sempre sou o ultimo. Ultimo da sala, ultimo à saber, ultimo a viver. Tudo passa na minha frente e constantemente deixo algo de importante passar. O que mais me leva ao Nirvana, é a minha falta de vontade. O que mais me leva ao erro. Preciso de um novo animo, um novo ardor. Algo que mova minha alma, que me faça ir além. Que torne alguém.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-3740172224181086027?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3740172224181086027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/05/pensando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3740172224181086027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3740172224181086027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/05/pensando.html' title='Pensando...'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-6776174999181568495</id><published>2011-01-23T19:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T12:10:22.614-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Imenso Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VbJzde9DlD0/TJu00izxx8I/AAAAAAAAA7I/v3dMKZLvcr4/s1600/maria_madalena_3%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VbJzde9DlD0/TJu00izxx8I/AAAAAAAAA7I/v3dMKZLvcr4/s1600/maria_madalena_3%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;eu lugar é aos Teus pés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; A derramar minhas lágrimas de coração contrito&lt;br /&gt;Como pobre pecador&lt;br /&gt;que reencontrou o teu louco e desmedido amor&lt;br /&gt;Vou ficar prostrado sob teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Quero teu perdão pois confio em Ti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Vou ficar aqui sempre a te suplicar&lt;br /&gt;Salva-me Senhor&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me o Teu imenso amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-6776174999181568495?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6776174999181568495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/imenso-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6776174999181568495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6776174999181568495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/imenso-amor.html' title='Imenso Amor'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VbJzde9DlD0/TJu00izxx8I/AAAAAAAAA7I/v3dMKZLvcr4/s72-c/maria_madalena_3%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7645862795625773473</id><published>2010-12-29T12:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T12:57:33.044-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lIJNWA3z2SI/TDOtmrSGOZI/AAAAAAAAATo/8tYPH0yaowQ/s1600/esperanca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lIJNWA3z2SI/TDOtmrSGOZI/AAAAAAAAATo/8tYPH0yaowQ/s400/esperanca.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O que agrada a Deus em minha pequena alma, é que eu ame minha pequenez e minha pobreza. É a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 21px;"&gt;esperança cega, que tenho em Sua misericórdia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7645862795625773473?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7645862795625773473/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/frase-do-dia_29.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7645862795625773473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7645862795625773473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/frase-do-dia_29.html' title='Frase do Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lIJNWA3z2SI/TDOtmrSGOZI/AAAAAAAAATo/8tYPH0yaowQ/s72-c/esperanca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-3293345174811266988</id><published>2010-12-29T00:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T13:36:11.887-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cacarecos do Meu Dia'/><title type='text'>Cacarecos do Meu Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Freiheit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Liberdade/Pescoço Livre)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EmmoimsWvSU/S9EI3vym6XI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/fv0-zHvf3_M/s1600/passaro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EmmoimsWvSU/S9EI3vym6XI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/fv0-zHvf3_M/s320/passaro.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sinto minha respiração, ouço meu coração. Corro para fora, busco novas experiências, alimentando-me das velhas. Deparo-me com a Face de Deus. Rejeição, amor, desolação,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;consolo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Uma mescla entre o Amor de Deus e o juiz que existe em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tudo parece passar tão depressa e hoje não sei aonde realmente estou. Só entendo que não gosto de estar aqui, preso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Queria uma verdadeira liberdade. Dissera-me que existe um manual para conseguir este feito. Eu o consegui, mas por vezes me enfado na tentativa de absorvê-lo por completo. E o meu desejo de liberdade só aumenta. Posso ser livre, mesmo estante em uma imensa prisão. Esta é a liberdade que&amp;nbsp;almejo. Liberdade de Tereza de Lisieux, de Etty Hillesum (Procure ler o&amp;nbsp;diário&amp;nbsp;das duas, sua vida não será mais a mesma).&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fjpJYt4fcw/TPD3X2FBrmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/v_THwIKzAUI/s1600/paz.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fjpJYt4fcw/TPD3X2FBrmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/v_THwIKzAUI/s400/paz.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Uma liberdade que somente pode ter, aquele que chega ao centro: Deus. Eu preciso reencontrar o sentido, reencontrar o meu Eu. O deixei nas pessoas que conheci, nas que perdi... Porém, se não reencontrar-me, sumirei como pegada na areia apagada pelo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;mar. Continuarei com a cega esperança de que tudo um dia vai mudar.&amp;nbsp;Sacudirei&amp;nbsp;a poeiras dos pés e darei a voltar por cima. Acho que necessito viver cada momento desta noite pavorosa, para que saiba amar o Sol e confiar em sua existência, mesmo que não O veja.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;“Mais prisões outra vez. Outra vez o terror, os campos de concentração, pais, irmãs e irmãos arbitrariamente arrancados dos seus. Uma pessoa procura o sentido da vida e pergunta-se mesmo se ela terá algum sentido. Mas isso é coisa que temos de decidir sozinhos e com Deus. Talvez cada vida tenha um sentido próprio e seja precisa a vida inteira para o encontrar”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Etty Hillesum&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://primept.com.sapo.pt/prison.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://primept.com.sapo.pt/prison.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-3293345174811266988?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3293345174811266988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/cacarecos-do-meu-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3293345174811266988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3293345174811266988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/cacarecos-do-meu-dia.html' title='Cacarecos do Meu Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EmmoimsWvSU/S9EI3vym6XI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/fv0-zHvf3_M/s72-c/passaro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-6561702288728657586</id><published>2010-12-23T22:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T23:00:02.238-03:00</updated><title type='text'>História do Natal Digital</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tgtnNc1Zplc?rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-6561702288728657586?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6561702288728657586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/historia-do-natal-digital.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6561702288728657586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6561702288728657586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/historia-do-natal-digital.html' title='História do Natal Digital'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tgtnNc1Zplc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-4640966694463539840</id><published>2010-12-20T22:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T22:54:56.138-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperamos teu Sim Maria!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.cancaonova.com/padreluizinho/2010/12/20/files/2009/12/maria-de-nazare.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://blog.cancaonova.com/padreluizinho/2010/12/20/files/2009/12/maria-de-nazare.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Ouviste ó Virgem, que vais conceber e dar à luz um filho, não por obra de homem – tu ouviste – mas do Espírito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Santo. O Anjo espera tua resposta: já é tempo de voltar para Deus que o enviou. Também nós, Senhora, miseravelmente esmagados por uma sentença de condenação, esperamos tua palavra de misericórdia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Eis que te é oferecido o preço de nossa salvação; se consentes, seremos livres. Todos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;fomos criados pelo Verbo eterno, mas caímos na morte; com uma breve resposta tua seremos recriados e novamente chamados à vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Ó Virgem cheia de bondade, o pobre Adão, expulso do paraíso com a sua mísera descendência, implora a tua resposta; Abraão a implora, Davi a implora. Os outros patriarcas, teus antepassados, que também habitam a região da sombra da morte, suplicam esta resposta. O mundo inteiro a espera, prostrado aos teus pés.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;E não é sem razão, pois de tua palavra depende o alívio dos infelizes, a redenção dos cativos, a liberdade dos condenados, enfim, a salvação de todos os filhos de Adão, de toda a tua raça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Apressa-te, ó Virgem, em dar a tua resposta; responde sem demora ao Anjo, ou melhor, responde ao Senhor por meio do Anjo. Pronuncia uma palavra e recebe a Palavra; profere a tua palavra e concebe a Palavra de Deus; dize uma palavra passageira e abraça a Palavra eterna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Por que demoras? Por que hesitas? Crê, consente, recebe. Que tua humildade se encha de coragem, tua modéstia de confiança. De modo algum convém que tua simplicidade virginal esqueça a prudência. Neste encontro único, porém, Virgem prudente, não temas a presunção. Pois, se tua modéstia no silêncio foi agradável a Deus, mais necessário é agora mostrar tua piedade pela palavra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Abre ó Virgem santa, teu coração à fé, teus lábios ao consentimento, teu seio ao Criador. Eis que o Desejado de todas as nações bate à tua porta. Ah! Se tardas e ele passa, começarás novamente a procurar com lágrimas aquele que teu coração ama! Levanta-te, corre, abre. Levanta-te pela fé, corre pela entrega a Deus, abre pelo consentimento.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eis aqui, diz a Virgem, a serva do Senhor; faça-se em mim segundo a tua palavra&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(cf. Lc 1,38).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;São Bernardo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;abade e doutor da Igreja, séc. XII.&lt;br /&gt;(Das Homilias em louvor da Virgem Mãe, Hom. 4,8-9: Opera omnia, Edit. Cisterc. 4 [1966], 53-54).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-4640966694463539840?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4640966694463539840/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/esperamos-teu-sim-maria_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4640966694463539840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4640966694463539840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/esperamos-teu-sim-maria_20.html' title='Esperamos teu Sim Maria!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-5611884976787865154</id><published>2010-12-09T23:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T23:13:00.373-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A caneta é mais poderosa do que a espada. Use-a com cuidado, podes ferir a quem se ama...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.sitedecuriosidades.com/im/g/F06E7.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-5611884976787865154?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5611884976787865154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/frase-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5611884976787865154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5611884976787865154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/frase-do-dia.html' title='Frase do Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-813133473434699849</id><published>2010-12-09T13:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T13:17:53.371-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videocacarecado'/><title type='text'>VideoCacarecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ziza Fernandes – Me faz Capaz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AcjT3jON_Ys" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Seu olhar me trouxe aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Já faz tanto tempo que eu me despedi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quis outro caminho pro meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Eu quis voar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quero lhe contar por onde andei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E o que sobrou de mim quando eu duvidei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Da primeira vez que você me olhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;No seu calar entendi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Eu vim pra recomeçar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tenho tanto pra andar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Eu só preciso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ouvir a sua voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Eu não quero mais me esconder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De mim mesma e nem de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ainda há tanta vida por viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Você me faz capaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quando já não posso mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Você me faz voar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quando não posso nem andar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Seu amor me faz seguir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quando nem sei por onde ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quando penso que estou só&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ouço seus passos por aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ouço seus passos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-813133473434699849?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/813133473434699849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/videocacarecado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/813133473434699849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/813133473434699849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/videocacarecado.html' title='VideoCacarecado'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AcjT3jON_Ys/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-4498686181019864703</id><published>2010-11-30T19:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T19:50:11.478-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chama de Amor Viva - São João da Cruz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Chama de Amor Viva" height="193" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sSU4EP-COI/SpbspkCKUYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ez_B7xCSQfQ/S1600-R/2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ó chama de amor viva,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que ternamente feres&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dessa minha alma o mais profundo centro!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se já não és esquiva,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;acaba já, se queres,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah! Rompe a tela desse doce encontro!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ó cautério suave!,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ó regalada chaga!,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ó mão tão leve, ó toque delicado!,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que a vida eterna sabe,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a dívida selada!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matando, a morte em vida transformada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ó lâmpadas de fogo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;em cujos resplendores&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as profundas cavernas do sentido,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que estava escuro e cego,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;com estranhos primores&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;calor e luz dão juntos ao seu Querido!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quão manso e amoroso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;despertas em meu seio,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lá onde tu secretamente moras,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nesse aspirar gostoso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de bem e glória cheio,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;quão delicadamente me enamoras!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[São João da Cruz]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-4498686181019864703?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4498686181019864703/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/chama-de-amor-viva-sao-joao-da-cruz.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4498686181019864703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4498686181019864703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/chama-de-amor-viva-sao-joao-da-cruz.html' title='Chama de Amor Viva - São João da Cruz'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0sSU4EP-COI/SpbspkCKUYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ez_B7xCSQfQ/s72-Rc/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-3875838983134006622</id><published>2010-10-30T21:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:46:27.363-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videocacarecado'/><title type='text'>Video para uma CacarecoRisada!</title><content type='html'>Particularmente gosto muito da cena desse filme. Não é dos melhores de comédia, mas essa cena é&amp;nbsp;imperdível... Tpw assim... Nada haver! suahsuahushaushuahushuah Vale a pena conferir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="313" width="384"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MtVd7VfAmwk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MtVd7VfAmwk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&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/5800078494231779804-3875838983134006622?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3875838983134006622/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-para-uma-cacarecorizada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3875838983134006622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3875838983134006622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-para-uma-cacarecorizada.html' title='Video para uma CacarecoRisada!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-308675398277178697</id><published>2010-10-26T22:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:47:03.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cacarecosdesenhos made in Japan!</title><content type='html'>Vai ai uma dica muito massa de anime ou mangá (interprete como quiser^^) aos cacarecosleitores que curtem esse tipo de desenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SuZS1PZcZ8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/G6xEXVd5wyo/s1600-h/avatar_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SuZS1PZcZ8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/G6xEXVd5wyo/s320/avatar_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Históriacacaretada &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: A Lenda de Aang (Avatar: The Legend of Aang), é uma série de animação criada por Michael Dante DiMartino e Bryan Konietzko, para a Nickelodeon.&lt;br /&gt;A série passa-se em um mundo fictício influenciado pelas artes marciais asiáticas, mescladas à magias elementais. Conta as aventuras de Aang, o último sucessor de uma longa linhagem de Avatares. Ele e seus amigos tem a missão de salvar o mundo dos ataques da Nação do Fogo, que quer dominar todo o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;A série é estruturada na forma de "livros": cada episódio da animação se torna um "capítulo" e cada temporada um "livro" diferente. Sua primeira exibição foi planejada para Novembro de 2004, mas foi ao ar pela primeira vez somente no dia 21 de Fevereiro de 2005 no Estados Unidos pela Nickelodeon. O último episódio apresentado foi lançado em 19 de Julho de 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link para baixar todos os episódios de Avatar: &lt;a href="http://www.mundoavatar.com.br/episodios/"&gt;http://www.mundoavatar.com.br/episodios/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link para ver os episodios online: &lt;a href="http://www.mundoavatar.com.br/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&amp;amp;t=4291"&gt;http://www.mundoavatar.com.br/forum/viewtopic.php?f=18&amp;amp;t=4291&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link com tudo sobre Avatar e noticias sobre a estréia do filme: &lt;a href="http://www.mundoavatar.com.br/"&gt;http://www.mundoavatar.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obs.: Qualquer duvida com relação aos downloads do anime, posta ai um comentario que respondo. Ahhhh e poste também sua opinião se você gostou ou não do desenho e mande dicas, ok? Faça do Blog Cacarecos do Dia-a-Dia a sua cara cacarecada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.: Particularmente gosto mundo deste desenho, não que eu acredite nas histórias que são contadas. Não sei se todos vão aprovar... Depende do gosto e do ponto de vista de cada leitor! Espero que gostem. Este blog é aberto a todos^^. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um grande abraço&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-308675398277178697?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/308675398277178697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/cacarecosdesenhos-made-in-japan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/308675398277178697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/308675398277178697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/cacarecosdesenhos-made-in-japan.html' title='Cacarecosdesenhos made in Japan!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SuZS1PZcZ8I/AAAAAAAAAQY/G6xEXVd5wyo/s72-c/avatar_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7418629740743479139</id><published>2010-10-06T17:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T17:58:28.125-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VideoCacarecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deus quer falar com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object data="http://www.webtvcn.com/player/v/11737454" height="303" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="490"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.webtvcn.com/player/v/11737454" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="aways" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt;&lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7418629740743479139?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7418629740743479139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/10/videocacarecado_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7418629740743479139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7418629740743479139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/10/videocacarecado_06.html' title='VideoCacarecado'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-512558203144195006</id><published>2010-10-04T18:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:20:17.786-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VideoCacarecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tit_video" style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Abrir mão para deixar Deus fazer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object data="http://www.webtvcn.com/player/v/11737496" height="303" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="490"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.webtvcn.com/player/v/11737496" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="aways" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt;&lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-512558203144195006?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/512558203144195006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/10/videocacarecado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/512558203144195006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/512558203144195006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/10/videocacarecado.html' title='VideoCacarecado'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-4748718596079182792</id><published>2010-09-28T23:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T00:38:53.287-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cacarecos do Meu Dia'/><title type='text'>Cacarecos do Meu Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;O meu Cristo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Saindo para passear com o cachorro, seguindo a rotina de sempre, dobrei uma esquina e ao longe vi um senhor que carregava uma criança no colo. Estavam do outro lado da rua, os carros passavam rapidamente por nós, o cachorro parava um pouco e continuávamos a andar. Este senhor atravessou a rua e caminhava a minha frente, a criança parecia segura em seu colo. Era uma menina, de mais ou menos dois anos que muito me lembrou uma sobrinha que tenho do qual esta sobre ela uma enorme saudade. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Parecia segura nos braços daquele homem e passava a sensação de estar livre. Olhando para trás, segurando no pescoço dele, abriu a boca e levantou as sobrancelhas. De súbito entrei naquele jogo infantil e fiz o mesmo. Ela fechava a boca e esperava a minha ação, o homem nem havia percebido a brincadeira. E continuamos assim por alguns segundos, até que ele dobrasse com ela novamente a esquina e desse fim a nossa diversão. Apressando um pouco o passo, avistei-os novamente e tentando continuar a brincadeira, abri bem a boca e levantei ao maximo que podia a sobrancelha, para minha alegria ela fez o mesmo. Até que outro homem passou por eles, e ela lançou para ele o seu olhar. Tentava ver em quem ela fixava sua atenção, realmente era nesse homem. Vi que era um senhor, que já não parecia ter domínio sobre o corpo e cambaleava. Segurando uma marmita na mão, os passos eram lentos e logo depois um tanto quanto apressados. Não parecia ter rumo, não parecia ter família, por certo a noite para ele apenas havia começado. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Debruçamos os nossos olhares sobre aquele homem, de algum modo isso teve a capacidade de mexer comigo. A menina e seu pai seguiram o caminho, eu continuei a olhar para aquele que intitulei “o meu Cristo”. Insistindo em seus passos desiguais, olhou para mim e deu um bocejo de quem já não dorme a muito tempo ou de quem realmente não tem um lugar para descansar. Se Distanciado, colocou sua marmita sobre a porta de uma loja. Logo pensei que fosse sentar-se ali para comer, porém, pegou dois objetos, creio que eram talheres, segurou seu pratinho e comia ao mesmo tempo em que andava. Pensei em segui-lo, mas precisava voltar para casa. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Quando voltei os olhos para minha frente, a companheira de jogo já estava muito distante e dobrava novamente uma esquina. Quem sabe nunca mais os encontre, mas mesmo sem saber, aquela menina e aquele moribundo eternizaram este momento em mim. Cristo quis assim, mostrar-se. Estando na pureza das crianças e no bocejar cansado de um mendigo. Eles são o meu Cristo, a quem devo amar e aprender os mistérios do céu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Tudo o que fizeres a esses pequeninos, é a mim que o fazes”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Hoje posso dizer com toda certeza: Cristo acabou de passar por mim, sorriu-me, fez caretas, bocejou e seguiu seu caminho. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Eu vi o Senhor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Ps:. Esse será meu primeiro post (até onde me lembro) que não postarei nenhuma imagem. Precisava ter tirado algumas fotos com os Meus Cristos, mas infelizmente não deu! Deixem rolar a imaginação de vocês! Abraços a todos os CacarecosLeitores!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-4748718596079182792?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4748718596079182792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cacarecos-do-meu-dia_28.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4748718596079182792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4748718596079182792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cacarecos-do-meu-dia_28.html' title='Cacarecos do Meu Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-1783070712494538417</id><published>2010-09-27T15:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T15:34:15.208-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videocacarecado'/><title type='text'>VideoCacarecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Por enquanto – Cássia Eller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYfq5vARrVw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYfq5vARrVw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Mudaram as estações, nada mudou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mas eu sei que alguma coisa aconteceu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Está tudo assim tão diferente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Se lembra quando a gente chegou um dia a acreditar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Que tudo era pra sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sem saber, que o pra sempre, sempre acaba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Mas nada vai conseguir mudar o que ficou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Quando penso em alguém só penso em você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;E aí, então, estamos bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Mesmo com tantos motivos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Pra deixar tudo como está&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nem desistir, nem tentar agora tanto faz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Estamos indo de volta pra casa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Mesmo com tantos motivos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Pra deixar tudo como está&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nem desistir, nem tentar agora tanto faz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Estamos indo de volta pra casa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bem, gostaria de explicar o porque que estou postando essa música. Nem precisa assistir até o final... &amp;nbsp;Essa música fala um poucos das&amp;nbsp;desilusões&amp;nbsp;que tenho vivido, sobre entender que nem tudo realmente é para sempre. Assim como as estações, tudo muda. Hoje se tem, amanha se perde. E até mesmo o que você acha que é eterno, pode estar dando passos concretos para o fim. &amp;nbsp;Então, antes de achar que tudo é pra sempre, viva o hoje. E aproveite enquanto se tem. Não confie cegamente em ninguém, não se entregue por inteiro, não perca sua subjetividade, o seu eu... É o que você tem de mais valioso. &amp;nbsp;Pode não valer a pena ser assim. Pense niso! #VIXE #VemGente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-1783070712494538417?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1783070712494538417/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/videocacarecado_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1783070712494538417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1783070712494538417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/videocacarecado_27.html' title='VideoCacarecado'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-4287519716345529359</id><published>2010-09-27T14:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T14:25:20.967-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKwkBj7hJOM/SNO8okwvrJI/AAAAAAAABw0/nvJLz22sHao/s400/ceu3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nada pode me encantar na terra, a verdadeira felicidade não se encontra aqui.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:wB2-YioqedIshM:http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/6413/teddyintherainwv1.jpg&amp;amp;t=1" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-4287519716345529359?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4287519716345529359/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4287519716345529359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4287519716345529359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase.html' title='Frase do Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKwkBj7hJOM/SNO8okwvrJI/AAAAAAAABw0/nvJLz22sHao/s72-c/ceu3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-4728135384213424679</id><published>2010-09-24T16:49:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T13:23:02.681-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cacarecos do Meu Dia'/><title type='text'>Cacarecos do Meu Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;No “Cacarecos do meu dia” de hoje, venho trazer para vocês mais uma parte de mim. Há muito tempo atrás, gostava muito de animais. Já tive gatos, um cachorro, vários hamsters e um coelho. Todos morreram =) Alguns de fome, outros fugiram, outros ficaram histéricos e nem mesmo Freud consegue explicar toda essa histeria. &amp;nbsp;Não sou tão mal assim, quase... Eu não tenho aversão aos animais, gosto até deles, mantendo uma certa distancia de mim. Eu falo isso porque hoje não tenho nenhum, mas sei que um dia terei qualquer animal. Isso tudo começou com uma gata doida que tive uma vez, ela se chamava Ambrósia. Essa gata realmente não tinha o juízo certo e não convém contar as presepadas que ela fazia. Nem dava para acreditar. Um certo dia enjoei de todos eles, depois de uma briga feroz com ela. Que o IBAMA nunca leia esse post!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJz9MSrakNI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/XS72OLTHKro/s1600/Ambrosya.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJz9MSrakNI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/XS72OLTHKro/s400/Ambrosya.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Essa era a Ambrósia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Realmente a presença de um animal em uma casa pode alegrar a todos, e o animal vive feliz no centro da família. Agora algo que acontece com muita frequência com os cachorros que são mais sentimentais. Esse cuidado todo para com eles, todo esse amor tem um prazo! Até que chegue o arquiinimigo, ou seja, uma criança. Quando o neném chega, toda a atenção volta-se para ele e o cachorro vai sendo esquecido, deixado de lado “hahaha” (risada irônica). Minha tia costuma dizer "Não sei como pode um católico não gostar de animais" e realmente ela tem razão. Preciso começar a descobrir Deus no olhar dos bichos, esses pequeninos que louvam constantemente ao Criador em sua simplicidade. Por enquanto que não consigo ter esse olhar, continuo com minha "distancia" para com eles. Agora, um animal que eu terei assim que puder, será um Hamster. Sempre gostei desses ratinhos, tive vários deles, até chegaram a dar cria.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/09_03/HamsterREX_468x362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eles realmente são bonitinhos e quero novamente presentea-los com minha presença! #VIXE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Se for possível, tenha algum animal. Eles são sempre uma boa companhia para qualquer hora. Cuide muito bem deles, não faça o que eu faço, faça o que eu digo. É diversão garantida! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;#prontofalei&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-4728135384213424679?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4728135384213424679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cacarecos-do-meu-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4728135384213424679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4728135384213424679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cacarecos-do-meu-dia.html' title='Cacarecos do Meu Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJz9MSrakNI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/XS72OLTHKro/s72-c/Ambrosya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-4470187555140951570</id><published>2010-09-24T12:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T13:23:51.735-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;É humilde quem se esconde no seu nada e sabe abandonar-se em Deus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;img height="536" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6KOW8uZtj5E/TExmh_W0jVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/eb0RztTF1t4/s640/Deus_1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Carla Lacerda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-4470187555140951570?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4470187555140951570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia_24.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4470187555140951570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4470187555140951570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia_24.html' title='Frase do Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6KOW8uZtj5E/TExmh_W0jVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/eb0RztTF1t4/s72-c/Deus_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-4327929871129413297</id><published>2010-09-23T22:46:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T22:46:00.823-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Onde estaria eu se não fosse o teu amor Senhor? Como seria feliz se não fizesse o que me manda meu Senhor, torna-me um consagrado por amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJu81ICy-sI/AAAAAAAAA9I/5VJQx2vO27k/s1600/GUARAMIRANGA+423.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJu81ICy-sI/AAAAAAAAA9I/5VJQx2vO27k/s320/GUARAMIRANGA+423.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJu81ICy-sI/AAAAAAAAA9I/5VJQx2vO27k/s72-c/GUARAMIRANGA+423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-8589614256637115083</id><published>2010-09-23T18:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T18:11:33.234-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videocacarecado'/><title type='text'>VideoCacarecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Davidson Silva – Nada nos separá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4qkA9qeZicE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4qkA9qeZicE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Meu coração é teu, Senhor, nada nos separará (2x)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Nem mesmo as quedas, minha lentidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Podem nos separar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sou todo teu, amado meu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quem ousará em nos separar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Nem a morte, a perseguição&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A angustia, a desolação&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vão nos separar, pois sou todo teu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Nada nos separará (3x)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-8589614256637115083?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8589614256637115083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/videocacarecado_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8589614256637115083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8589614256637115083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/videocacarecado_23.html' title='VideoCacarecado'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-5104645488881020326</id><published>2010-09-23T14:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T14:06:01.971-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CacarecoMusical'/><title type='text'>CacarecoMusical</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Conquista – Comunidade Doce Mãe de Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_La9x08oUQdY/THgbwTCyuwI/AAAAAAAAAyg/_pnW2_GrDtk/s1600/contemplar+a+eucaristia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_La9x08oUQdY/THgbwTCyuwI/AAAAAAAAAyg/_pnW2_GrDtk/s400/contemplar+a+eucaristia.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;És precioso, és a pérola que eu tenho,&lt;br /&gt;Um tesouro encontrado de valor incalculável,&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tempo a procurar, me alegro em ti encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;De todo coração, quero a vida te entregar,&lt;br /&gt;E sem medidas me abandonar e jamais de ti me afastar.&lt;br /&gt;Conquistastes o meu coração, não olhei o que perdi,&lt;br /&gt;Mas dissestes: Vem a mim.&lt;br /&gt;E estou apaixonado por teu imenso amor, nada quero além de ti.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/audio/E5d2nAPD/14_Conquista.html" target="_blank"&gt;14_Conquista.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-5104645488881020326?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5104645488881020326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cacarecomusical_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5104645488881020326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5104645488881020326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cacarecomusical_23.html' title='CacarecoMusical'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_La9x08oUQdY/THgbwTCyuwI/AAAAAAAAAyg/_pnW2_GrDtk/s72-c/contemplar+a+eucaristia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-245090056062331816</id><published>2010-09-22T17:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T17:11:58.036-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qwm7i7rDlI8/R7Hfe5-HKpI/AAAAAAAADNI/mnBD3IRgbbs/s1600/robo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qwm7i7rDlI8/R7Hfe5-HKpI/AAAAAAAADNI/mnBD3IRgbbs/s200/robo.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Perfeição demais me agita os instintos. Quem se diz muito perfeito, na certa encontrou um jeito insosso pra não ser de carne e osso, pra não ser!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-245090056062331816?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/245090056062331816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/245090056062331816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/245090056062331816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia_22.html' title='Frase do Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qwm7i7rDlI8/R7Hfe5-HKpI/AAAAAAAADNI/mnBD3IRgbbs/s72-c/robo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-2200208673159360131</id><published>2010-09-22T15:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:35:33.014-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videocacarecado'/><title type='text'>VideoCacarecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Quero oferecer esse vídeo a todos os meus irmãos da Comunidade Recado. Acho que poucas pessoas sabem sobre a existência dele, que por sinal é um pouco antigo rsrs... Esse vídeo traz um Recado para todos nós:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;“O Senhor teu Deus enxugará as lágrimas da solidão e não haverá morte ou choro irmão, porque essas meras coisas passaram”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Confiança!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Principio e Fim - Comunidade Recado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dzNm6wsJDmA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dzNm6wsJDmA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-562334049648354833</id><published>2010-09-21T22:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T18:36:55.652-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Sendo simples sou mais forte, aprendo a amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/562334049648354833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/562334049648354833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia_21.html' title='Frase do Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6c-SgS5d6bc/S3spqmoxFPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0VHkLqiBRVw/s72-c/crian%C3%A7a%2Bbrincando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-6516384541976365597</id><published>2010-09-21T20:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T20:25:39.173-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Recado muito especial!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"O maior erro na vida é ter medo de errar"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zvAma_HbVD0/SEDMKeW8DMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/iheXHLI6yt0/s1600/vergonha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zvAma_HbVD0/SEDMKeW8DMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/iheXHLI6yt0/s320/vergonha.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Olha ai a frase que apareceu no meu orkut hoje! Coloquei aqui só pra lembrar que eu preciso perder o medo! Interessante como o medo nos paralisa. Vou dar um de Padre&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Fábio de Melo agora e usar as palavras&amp;nbsp;difíceis&amp;nbsp;que ele costuma usar quando aprende alguma nova rsrs Voltando ao assunto... Muitas vezes em nossas vidas caímos na tentação de perguntar "Será que é isso mesmo? Vou ou não vou? Sim ou não?". Esses dois pólos estão frequentemente sendo visitados quando precisamos tomar alguma decisão. Tomamos decisões todo o tempo, mas quando elas tem o poder de decidir nossas vidas, isso se prolonga por mais tempo. Um passo errado, pode comprometer toda uma coreografia. Uma resposta errada na prova, pode comprometer na média. Uma escolha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPZuLthTSXI/S_-jOh04f8I/AAAAAAAAADM/5-exfmF3hVg/s1600/encruzilhada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPZuLthTSXI/S_-jOh04f8I/AAAAAAAAADM/5-exfmF3hVg/s320/encruzilhada.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;errada sobre a vida, pode causar uma grande tempestade. Com todas essas decisões que temos de tomar, vem por consequencia o medo e com ele uma grande barreira. Precisamos pensar bem, analisar, discernir, pesar! Não se pode fazer algo assim por impulsos. Eles nos levam ao erro na maioria das vezes. Então se você precisa urgentemente tomar uma decisão, mas não consegue pelo medo de errar, tenha coragem! Depois de muito pensar, de quebrar a cabeça, passar noites em claro e ainda assim permanecer o medo, se jogue! Corte a corda. Acho que você deve conhecer aquela historia de um alpinista que caiu de um penhasco e como não via nada em baixo por causa da neve, tentou segurar-se ainda mais. Ouviu uma voz que dizia "Corte a corda", mas o medo não o deixou confiar. Escutou outras vezes, mas o medo de cair e morrer era maior. Depois quando sua equipe o foi procurar, ele estava morto, congeladissímo, a um palmo do chão. Sei que a história não é bem assim, mas tentei rsrs... Não deixe que o medo te leve a morte. Pense muito antes de fazer sua escolha e depois de feita, você pula! Assim como o Padre Jonas diz: "Agora, não dááááá mais pra voltarrr, o barco estar em alto mar". Traduzindo, você pulou do penhasco, cortou a corda, tomou sua decisão. Agora tendo ela sido boa ou não, Adiante! Tenha coragem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-6516384541976365597?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6516384541976365597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/um-recado-muito-especial_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6516384541976365597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6516384541976365597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/um-recado-muito-especial_21.html' title='Um Recado muito especial!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zvAma_HbVD0/SEDMKeW8DMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/iheXHLI6yt0/s72-c/vergonha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-694253638554814697</id><published>2010-09-21T19:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T20:30:49.372-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FilmesCacarecados'/><title type='text'>FilmesCacarecados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1br.biz/wallpapers/assustado-4803.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://1br.biz/wallpapers/assustado-4803.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;No primeiro FilmesCacarecados do blog, quero iniciar com chave de ouro indicando para&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;vocês esse filme muito #dahora. Algum tempo atrás, quando tinha SKY em casa rsrs Salve meu irmão Junior, assisti esse filme pela metade e logo percebi que havia algo semelhante entre nós. Não convém que entre em detalhes ainda. O que quero dizer é que esse filme vai mexer com as emoções de muita gente e é impossível não ficar ao menos com os olhos marejados.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Quem não ficar, pode falar comigo porque quero fazer de você meu objeto de estudo para uma pesquisa sobre corações altamente endurecidos rs =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="494" src="http://lella.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/uma-prova-de-amor_2009.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:4LMBn6hCqiXiSM:http://diversita.blog.br/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/umaprovadeamor.jpg&amp;amp;t=1" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:4LMBn6hCqiXiSM:http://diversita.blog.br/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/umaprovadeamor.jpg&amp;amp;t=1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Uma prova de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Sinopse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;A pequena Anna não é doente, mas bem que poderia estar. Por treze anos, ela foi submetida a inúmeras consultas médias, cirurgias e transfusões para que sua irmã mais velha Kate pudesse, de alguma forma, lutar contra a leucemia que a atingiu ainda na infância. Anna foi concebida para que sua medula óssea prorrogasse os anos de vida de Kate, papel que ela nunca contestou… até agora. Tal como a maioria dos adolescentes, ela está começando a questionar quem ela realmente é. Mas, ao contrário da maioria dos adolescentes, ela sempre teve sua vida definida de acordo com as necessidades da irmã. Então, Anna toma uma decisão que seria impensável para a maioria, uma atitude que irá abalar sua família.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=EPMAIR51"&gt;Clique Aqui - Link temporário para download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se assistiu, deixa o comentário aqui! Minha mão dolorida agradece =D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-694253638554814697?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/694253638554814697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/filmescacarecados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/694253638554814697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/694253638554814697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/filmescacarecados.html' title='FilmesCacarecados'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-578507745663398242</id><published>2010-09-21T19:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T18:52:46.058-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cacarecos do Meu Dia'/><title type='text'>Cacarecos do Meu Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEkn0BnfvqQ/S9rS0pF2l3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-TOP3YDg5sI/s1600/gatodorme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEkn0BnfvqQ/S9rS0pF2l3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-TOP3YDg5sI/s400/gatodorme.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nossa! Nunca pensei que fosse tão difícil começar a estudar. Minhas provas da faculdade estão ai e não consigo realmente ter motivação. No começo você pensa que vai revolucionar nos estudos, tudo de mal que você ouviu das pessoas é apenas inveja, que realmente você não é o que dizem. O tempo vai passando e você se percebe um tanto quanto pior. Um dos meus maiores males é a preguiça! As pessoas que convivem comigo, bem sabem o quanto gosto de ficar em casa, sem fazer nada, as vezes até penso em sair, mas a preguiça parece me dominar. Tenho que urgentemente me libertar disso, cortar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;relações. Peço a ajuda de Deus, mas preciso fazer a minha parte, porque a preguiça é minha né? Não de Deus. O simples ato de começar, de dar passos, significa romper com tudo o que é empecilho para mim. Tenho grande admiração por pessoas determinadas, sobre vocês esta a minha inveja. Para que eu possa me determinar por algo, necessito querer de verdade chegar ao objetivo final. Peço que vocês possam ser diferentes de mim. Não deixe que os seus deveres se acumulem. Faça tudo o que é preciso para hoje, ainda hoje! Não espere passar o sono, não espere ter vontade, porque você não vai ter. Suas responsabilidades são suas, de mais ninguém. É hora de tomar vergonha na cara,&amp;nbsp; bater o mofo da roupa, mandar embora esse sono e exorcizar a preguiça rsrs Dê a volta por cima. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;#prontofalei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/5800078494231779804-578507745663398242?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/578507745663398242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cacareco-do-meu-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/578507745663398242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/578507745663398242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cacareco-do-meu-dia.html' title='Cacarecos do Meu Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fEkn0BnfvqQ/S9rS0pF2l3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-TOP3YDg5sI/s72-c/gatodorme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-4460102412581077154</id><published>2010-09-21T18:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T18:27:13.338-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videocacarecado'/><title type='text'>VideoCacarecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/we8v37hHY94?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/we8v37hHY94?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apresentação de Dança - EFAC 2009&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Música: Meu Descansar - Comunidade Recado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-4460102412581077154?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4460102412581077154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/videocacarecado_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4460102412581077154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4460102412581077154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/videocacarecado_21.html' title='VideoCacarecado'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-5712502961148802253</id><published>2010-09-20T13:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T18:54:19.414-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A dor autentica o amor. O amor torna fecunda a dor!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1l9B_MzsFcA/SudUbpx5BEI/AAAAAAAAADU/_7VNJxV8Dhk/s1600/dor+e+amor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1l9B_MzsFcA/SudUbpx5BEI/AAAAAAAAADU/_7VNJxV8Dhk/s320/dor+e+amor.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/5800078494231779804-5712502961148802253?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5712502961148802253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5712502961148802253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5712502961148802253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia_20.html' title='Frase do Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1l9B_MzsFcA/SudUbpx5BEI/AAAAAAAAADU/_7VNJxV8Dhk/s72-c/dor+e+amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7363853306176443859</id><published>2010-09-19T22:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T22:55:18.152-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Recado muito especial!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAO9r8kv-CRaxNzmwM_cokkyzwlmxN7yrhJ8O3It3gSY_GcfKGtxZuk-2huC2iTLE36qb1-BUvxeNaJ-kvas5RQsAm1T1UBJ5xyzwFIGyX2aWS_YCikq5txxL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAO9r8kv-CRaxNzmwM_cokkyzwlmxN7yrhJ8O3It3gSY_GcfKGtxZuk-2huC2iTLE36qb1-BUvxeNaJ-kvas5RQsAm1T1UBJ5xyzwFIGyX2aWS_YCikq5txxL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Novena das Rosas de Santa Teresinha do Menino Jesus e da Sagrada Face&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Reza-se durante os nove dias a seguinte oração abaixo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santíssima Trindade, Pai, Filho, Espírito Santo, eu vos agradeço todos os favores, todas as graças com que enriquecestes a alma de vossa serva Teresa do Menino Jesus, durante os 24 anos que passou na terra e pelos méritos de tão querida Santinha, concedei-me a graça que ardentemente vos peço (pedir a graça...), se for conforme a vossa santíssima vontade e para salvação de minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajudai minha fé e minha esperança, ó Santa Teresinha, cumprindo mais uma vez vossa promessa de que ninguém vos invocaria em vão, fazendo-me ganhar uma rosa, sinal de que alcançarei a graça pedida.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Glória ao Pai... (24 vezes)&lt;br /&gt;Santa Teresinha do Menino Jesus, rogai por nós!&lt;br /&gt;Ave-Maria... Pai Nosso...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“Não vou ficar&amp;nbsp;ociosa no céu olhando a face de Deus, mas ficarei olhando para a terra para ajudar quem me procura. Farei cair uma chuva de rosas”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7363853306176443859?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7363853306176443859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/um-recado-muito-especial_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7363853306176443859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7363853306176443859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/um-recado-muito-especial_19.html' title='Um Recado muito especial!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-538969275836009782</id><published>2010-09-19T16:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:33:45.398-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videocacarecado'/><title type='text'>VideoCacarecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Com tua mão – Davidson Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gHAj80ufZzQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gHAj80ufZzQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Com Tua mão, oh meu Senhor&lt;br /&gt;Segura a minha&lt;br /&gt;Pois não me atrevo a um passo só&lt;br /&gt;Sem teu amparo, sem teu apoio (bis)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eu não darei, eu só iria a fraquejar&lt;br /&gt;Eu andaria a vacilar&lt;br /&gt;Sem Tua mão a me sustentar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mas se Tua mão me segurar&lt;br /&gt;Eu correrei até voar&lt;br /&gt;Subirei apoiado em Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-538969275836009782?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/538969275836009782/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cacarecomusical_19.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/538969275836009782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/538969275836009782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cacarecomusical_19.html' title='VideoCacarecado'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-8415035890036509767</id><published>2010-09-19T10:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:33:50.986-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;É um novo tempo que Deus quer pra mim, Ele me ama. É um novo tempo que Deus quer pra ti, Ele te chama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HzS5TvwTHgE/S8THI99OmlI/AAAAAAAACV0/0ZyLqNtyzsA/s640/DSCF9317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-8415035890036509767?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8415035890036509767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8415035890036509767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8415035890036509767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia_19.html' title='Frase do Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HzS5TvwTHgE/S8THI99OmlI/AAAAAAAACV0/0ZyLqNtyzsA/s72-c/DSCF9317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-6572233771857769002</id><published>2010-09-19T01:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:35:02.354-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Seu Amor tornou-se para mim irresistível.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://porele.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/pescador.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://porele.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/pescador.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Naquele dia a beira-mar, me prepara para a pesca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;o sol ardia em meu rosto. Chegou sem muitas explicações, olhou-me profundamente nos olhos e disse: "Vem e segue-me, te farei pescador de almas".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;E então já não podendo mais recusar a tal convite, deixei o mar, deixei meus planos, as minhas redes, para encontrar riquezas nesta Cruz. Hoje tudo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;não faz mais&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;sentido, minha alma quer ir além. Só neste caminho encontro a verdadeira alegria.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAACHVqhB2T3kdWhqJReAyP7tCooyEAtcJxSpuUiU0sWk4qx7kfWM9cvNqyeHX1bkeALSFBVun_lf8OWOsgKqxQGkAm1T1UKM99XN54fg0s-gXyPnBHmd0bAGV.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAACHVqhB2T3kdWhqJReAyP7tCooyEAtcJxSpuUiU0sWk4qx7kfWM9cvNqyeHX1bkeALSFBVun_lf8OWOsgKqxQGkAm1T1UKM99XN54fg0s-gXyPnBHmd0bAGV.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Muitas vezes preciso derramar o meu sangue, suor e lágrimas, mas ao fim do dia a certeza de que&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;estou concretizando os planos Dele em minha vida, me preenche. Tudo passa tão ligeiro, preciso buscar o que é eterno. As duvidas vem visitar-me, angustio-me, porém algo me diz que não sou daqui, é apenas uma passagem. Abro os meus braços em sinal de rendição, quero ser como o&amp;nbsp;crucificado, quero abraçar a loucura da cruz. O meu coração sempre esta longe, os meus pensamentos entrelaçam os mistérios do grande céu, anseio alçar livre vôo. Temo por todos os que aqui deixarei, levarei-os em meu peito com imensa saudade,&amp;nbsp;almejando&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;lágrimas&amp;nbsp;do reencontro. Partirei para o deserto, lá esta o Amado. Seu Amor tornou-se&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;para&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;mim&amp;nbsp;irresistível. Tenho tanto medo... Sabes que se tua mão não me sustentar, irei vacilar. Porque pareces estar oculto, enquanto desejo ardentemente por ti? Rouba-me Ladrão, leva-me ao teu encontro. Não posso mais resistir. Eu não tenho mais esse direito, sou todo teu. Quero mergulhar no teu mar e nadar ao teu encontro, sei que não da mais para voltar. Nada sei do que me acontecerá, não sei para onde realmente irei, mesmo em todas essas incertezas eu te digo: "Se queres eu quero, se chamas eu vou. És a vida da minha vida. É em Ti que eu sou. Tua vontade é meu paraíso". Faz de mim o que quiseres, o que for do teu agrado. Lanço minhas novas redes, entrego-me inteiramente, sem reservas. Apossa-te de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Leva-me aos os homens necessitem tua palavra, necessitem de força de viver. Onde falte a esperança, onde tudo seja triste por não saber de Ti"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dedico esse simples texto a todos os&amp;nbsp;missionários, independentemente a sua realidade. &amp;nbsp;Em especial as postulantes da Comunidade de Vida Recado: Priscila, Walesca, Raquel e Cleidiane.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Adiante!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O&amp;nbsp;verdadeiro&amp;nbsp;Amor esta a vossa espera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Também a uma pessoa de minha morada e ao meu grande amigo e irmão Lucio Cavalcanti, vocacionando Recado. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O Senhor vos chama pelo nome, parem de tentar resistir.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Abandonem-se!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Segue-me Tu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qHgjwVgmbVc/TC4SjlFo0gI/AAAAAAAAALs/5yIG8CfiJDA/s400/mar.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-6572233771857769002?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6572233771857769002/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/seu-amor-tornou-se-para-mim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6572233771857769002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videocacarecado'/><title type='text'>VideoCacarecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Barco a Vela – Eliana Ribeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiyQqeTgkBc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiyQqeTgkBc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Insisto em persistir em meus desejos&lt;br /&gt;Insisto em só fazer do meu jeito&lt;br /&gt;Me perco querendo ser Deus de mim&lt;br /&gt;Escolhe mal quem escolhe só&lt;br /&gt;Quem deixa Deus ser Deus, vê melhor&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que os olhos não podem ver&lt;br /&gt;Por isso deixo aqui meu querer&lt;br /&gt;Por isso deixo aqui meu querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Refrão:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Guia-me Senhor por onde aprouver&lt;br /&gt;Calo meu querer para ouvir o que Deus quer&lt;br /&gt;Barco à vela solto pelo mar&lt;br /&gt;Vou para onde o vento do Senhor levar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-687358761477254197?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/687358761477254197/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/videocacarecado_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/687358761477254197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://rvbar.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/pequeno-principe-03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://rvbar.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/pequeno-principe-03.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;“O Essencial é invisível aos olhos”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O Pequeno Príncipe&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/5800078494231779804-9221627482730582840?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/9221627482730582840/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>CacarecoMusical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Dedico essa música a todos os meus amigos, os de longe ou de perto, os de dentro ou de fora, os que estão, os que passaram e os que ainda virão.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Coração em Comunhão - Toca de Assis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Hoje posso perceber o valor de uma amizade&lt;br /&gt;Pois, Divino amigo, com carinho me ensinaste&lt;br /&gt;Se eu pudesse compreender o tamanho do teu amor por mim.&lt;br /&gt;Mais nada esconderia daquilo que já sabes&lt;br /&gt;Tudo te entregaria Jesus minha alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Meu amigo&lt;br /&gt;Hoje posso perceber que um amigo de verdade&lt;br /&gt;Não sou eu a escolher vós em mim o enxertastes&lt;br /&gt;Que é mais fácil te seguir ao lado de um amigo&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo se ele tropeçar ou tão fraco vacilar&lt;br /&gt;Queres Senhor que eu encontre a Ti a Tua vida&lt;br /&gt;No coração de um grande amigo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUyVbgBK02g/TA6jewdfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tC4rrv-9NOA/s1600/amizade1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUyVbgBK02g/TA6jewdfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tC4rrv-9NOA/s400/amizade1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Amigo fiel refúgio poderoso&lt;br /&gt;Quem o descobriu encontrou um tesouro&lt;br /&gt;Prefiguração de Deus certeza do céu&lt;br /&gt;Quero tê-lo aqui no peito meu&lt;br /&gt;Meu anjo meu abrigo meu&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Fiel refúgio poderoso&lt;br /&gt;Quem o descobriu encontrou um tesouro&lt;br /&gt;Permaneceremos até o fim na amizade do Senhor&lt;br /&gt;E se me amar te causar a dor&lt;br /&gt;Com o mesmo amor me cures meu amigo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Hoje posso perceber que a glória da amizade&lt;br /&gt;Consiste em tudo perder na renúncia da vontade&lt;br /&gt;Para ter um bem maior: A misericórdia do Senhor&lt;br /&gt;E salvar quando preciso for,&lt;br /&gt;Como a cada dia salvo eu sou&lt;br /&gt;Quero realmente amar assim&lt;br /&gt;E nunca abandonar os meus amigos&lt;br /&gt;Deus meu Deus cuida de mim dá-me ser amigo&lt;br /&gt;Em ti Amado Salvador,&lt;br /&gt;De meus irmãos queridos,&lt;br /&gt;Leva-me onde quiseres, Esposo de minh'alma&lt;br /&gt;E quando longe eu estiver e Saudades levar comigo&lt;br /&gt;Seja ela esperança de reencontrar&lt;br /&gt;O coração de um grande amigo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Amigo Fiel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/audio/0g9ux-eG/04_Corao_em_comunho.html" target="_blank"&gt;04_Coração_em_comunhão.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7223552401713287612?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJP0IfDVh3I/AAAAAAAAA8E/HysfbWSbZkk/s1600/OgAAAPSDT8R1l3NZShNmDhqjr94_qihPjPEnQBIx8HWFEtQvLT_ofz-v3zeaywqQoR_SpkMjNDxjwBc-UDxW3bD6ANcAm1T1UAOWDG3_qbZwSpihEqoTRqBYbczo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="324" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJP0IfDVh3I/AAAAAAAAA8E/HysfbWSbZkk/s640/OgAAAPSDT8R1l3NZShNmDhqjr94_qihPjPEnQBIx8HWFEtQvLT_ofz-v3zeaywqQoR_SpkMjNDxjwBc-UDxW3bD6ANcAm1T1UAOWDG3_qbZwSpihEqoTRqBYbczo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Santa Teresinha de Lesieux&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7306190939990312204?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7306190939990312204/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia_1038.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7306190939990312204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqAcehvYgLg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqAcehvYgLg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Por muito tempo não acreditei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me escondi, duvidei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;se tudo ao meu redor é ausência tua,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;já não ouvia mais a tua voz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Só acreditarei se eu tocar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teu lado aberto e sentir pulsar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a alegria dos que creêm em ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;poder ouvir tua voz dizendo-me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;(refrão)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Põe aqui tua mão, torna-te um homem de fé,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;toca o meu coração e o medo se vai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu voltei para ti, portanto te amar, toca o meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;coração, eu sou a tua PAZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-6355369303552571308?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6355369303552571308/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/videocacarecado.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6355369303552571308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6355369303552571308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/videocacarecado.html' title='VideoCacarecado'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-70848432477208187</id><published>2010-09-16T00:16:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T18:54:38.165-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Um Recado muito especial'/><title type='text'>Um Recado muito especial!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJGM48mtUsI/AAAAAAAAA78/o7LPNW1z1gQ/s1600/qul8Pcb54Ip4SpeIRD4887615430KRYKJJGVJG_grd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJGM48mtUsI/AAAAAAAAA78/o7LPNW1z1gQ/s320/qul8Pcb54Ip4SpeIRD4887615430KRYKJJGVJG_grd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;“Oh! Quanto amo as almas que têm plena confiança em Mim! Tudo farei por elas.”, "Fica tranqüila, Minha filha; estás vendo que não está sozinha. O Meu Coração vela por ti."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Palavras de Jesus à Sta. Faustina, Diário nº 294 e 799)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Hoje parece que o dia realmente foi a meu favor. São tantas as coincidências que acabam&amp;nbsp;gerando em mim muitas certezas. No resumo do cacareco do meu dia, posso dizer uma frase: "Sou amado, sou cuidado. Deus mantém seus olhos fixos em mim”.Saber disso me conforta, me revigora, me da coragem de seguir abraçando minha cruz e vendo nela a oportunidade do amor. Sim, o caminho mais fácil para que o amor possa nascer é pela dor. Amar é uma decisão, doar-se para o outro. Então deixo essa frase de boa noite para vocês: “Deixem-se ser amados, ser cuidados. Confie, se lance, não tenha medo”. Um grande abraço procês! Inté amanhã.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-70848432477208187?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/70848432477208187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/um-recado-muito-especial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/70848432477208187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/70848432477208187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/um-recado-muito-especial.html' title='Um Recado muito especial!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJGM48mtUsI/AAAAAAAAA78/o7LPNW1z1gQ/s72-c/qul8Pcb54Ip4SpeIRD4887615430KRYKJJGVJG_grd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-5319114705415134426</id><published>2010-09-15T19:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T23:42:25.847-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidência ou Providencia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Até mesmo pelos&amp;nbsp;filosofos, Deus tem me falado!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chiliogon.com/images/descartes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.chiliogon.com/images/descartes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;“Não há alma por pouco nobre que seja, que permaneça tão apegada aos objetos dos sentidos que, às vezes, não se separe deles para desejar um bem maior” Descartes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-5319114705415134426?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5319114705415134426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/eita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5319114705415134426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5319114705415134426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/eita.html' title='Coincidência ou Providencia?'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-57895958654762720</id><published>2010-09-14T18:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T18:31:00.548-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Me faz capaz - Ziza Fernandes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://clarear.net/wp-content/blogs.dir/1/files/2010/05/Liberdade1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://clarear.net/wp-content/blogs.dir/1/files/2010/05/Liberdade1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;“Você me faz capaz, quando já não posso mais. Você me faz voar, quando não posso nem andar. Seu amor me faz seguir, quando nem sei por onde ir. Quando penso que estou só, ouço seus passos por aqui”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-57895958654762720?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/57895958654762720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/me-faz-capaz-ziza-fernandes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/57895958654762720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/57895958654762720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/me-faz-capaz-ziza-fernandes.html' title='Me faz capaz - Ziza Fernandes'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-2780164331296642706</id><published>2010-09-13T22:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:37:45.461-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;"Vale a pena sim, abraçar o que é eterno!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HzS5TvwTHgE/TI4MIN3mutI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/kbqTwtN5DJU/s640/DSCF3556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-2780164331296642706?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2780164331296642706/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/2780164331296642706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/2780164331296642706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frase-do-dia.html' title='Frase do Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_HzS5TvwTHgE/TI4MIN3mutI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/kbqTwtN5DJU/s72-c/DSCF3556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-1803683277044340499</id><published>2010-09-13T17:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:21:54.372-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cumpra-se</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7YpQe0_aU0/SwbBPYFySgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ilJnhOzdUyY/s1600/knielen_bij_kruis_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7YpQe0_aU0/SwbBPYFySgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ilJnhOzdUyY/s320/knielen_bij_kruis_2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Cumpra-se em mim, Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;Vossa vontade de todos os modos e maneiras&lt;br /&gt;Se Vós, Senhor Deus, quiserdes, quiserdes...&lt;br /&gt;Se me quiserdes enviar sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me forças pra suportar&lt;br /&gt;E venham, aqui estou&lt;br /&gt;Não afastarei o rosto, oh meu Deus&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me somente coragem&lt;br /&gt;E disponde de mim,&lt;br /&gt;De minha vontade&lt;br /&gt;Como de coisa Vossa, Vossa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ir.Kelly Patricia - Cd Melhores Momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-1803683277044340499?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1803683277044340499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cumpra-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1803683277044340499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1803683277044340499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/cumpra-se.html' title='Cumpra-se'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7YpQe0_aU0/SwbBPYFySgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ilJnhOzdUyY/s72-c/knielen_bij_kruis_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-6675858398887190451</id><published>2010-09-08T18:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T16:10:44.364-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Calma Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TvCAJbbZ_lw/SiX52S5eZsI/AAAAAAAABlo/oRizLtaO4LA/s400/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Calma Coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Não tenha pressa, saiba tudo esperar. O tempo certo há de chegar &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Calma Coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Não se deixe levar pelos ventos que trazem novos sentimentos, eles passam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Calma Coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;O amor ainda existe, insiste em se esconder, mas sei que O encontrarás&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Calma Coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Não desvie meu olhar, ajuda-me a vencer todas as minhas inconstâncias&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Calma Coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Continua em meu peito, recebe a paz, nada é pra já&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Calma Coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wPGWi5cR_WI/SiHyFH06ZxI/AAAAAAAAAII/YdmtUhgBIik/s320/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+s%C3%B3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Confia sem mesmo ver, sem saber o que poderá nos acontecer, não estamos sós&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Calma Coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Tudo passa, tudo passa, veremos o sol, não tenha medo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Calma Coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Saiba acreditar nas pessoas, na vida, nos fatos, a fé moverá as montanhas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Calma Coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Aprenda a perdoar, a dar uma nova chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Calma Coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Descansa, descansa, descansa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-6675858398887190451?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6675858398887190451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/calma-coracao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6675858398887190451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6675858398887190451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/calma-coracao.html' title='Calma 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rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/2556939766908219102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/2556939766908219102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/09/esse-show-voce-nao-pode-perder.html' title='Esse show você não pode perder!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TJFEg3kRuaI/AAAAAAAAA70/u6292dOKeEQ/s72-c/Cartaz_em_tamanho_A2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-5548329262751638249</id><published>2010-08-27T21:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T16:07:53.872-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lança tuas redes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recado.org.br/arquivos/2010/destaque/ago_17_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.recado.org.br/arquivos/2010/destaque/ago_17_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Nesses dias de campanha “Eu acredito no Recado em Fátima”, tenho contemplado plenamente a ação de Deus em minha vida. Como é interessante ver, que Deus nos ama mesmo sabendo quem somos. Com nossas lentidões, nossas fraquezas, nossos pecados e alegrias. Quando a campanha começou, todas as pessoas da Comunidade se mobilizaram, vieram doações de todos os cantos e começávamos a caminhar segundo a ordem que Deus nos havia dado. Mas quanto a mim, parece que parei no tempo. Sempre na vida vi as coisas acontecerem, as águas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;escorrerem de minhas mãos e nunca tive ação. Permaneci diante da minha vida, como um inerte. Muitos se foram e eu deixei de amar, outros deixei de perdoar, quantas palavras quis dizer e não disse, quantas vezes quis sorrir e me mantive sério, quantas vezes... Agora, não é que tudo tenha mudado. Poucas vezes acontece de alguém mudar da água para o vinho, o mais fácil é acontecer o contrário. Com relação a campanha, foi a mesma coisa. Via todo mundo trabalhando, indo em missão, e eu continuava ali na minha timidez, na minha PREGUIÇA. Parecia estar submerso na água com apenas um braço para cima esperando que alguém me puxasse, muitas vezes sentia que meus irmãos seguravam em minhas mãos, porem não conseguia subir. Hoje entendi que “subir” é um decisão, acordar é uma decisão, amar é uma decisão, enquanto não me decido tudo na minha vida passa e eu perco a graça do momento. Pela ação do Espírito Santo consegui vender alguns blocos ainda. O Senhor me dizia que precisava lançar as redes, para que o milagre pudesse acontecer. Assim aconteceu, lancei as redes e vi o milagre acontecer. Louvo e bendigo a Deus por tudo o que me tem acontecido desde que abracei o compromisso como Postulante do primeiro ano, na realidade de aliança da Comunidade Recado. Tenho crescido humanamente e espiritualmente, tudo no tempo certo. Obrigado a todos que me ajudaram na campanha, a ser ainda Recado. Vocês me ajudaram a vivenciar ainda mais a minha vocação. Hoje posso dizer plenamente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Louvor e Alegria!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-5548329262751638249?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5548329262751638249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/08/lanca-tuas-redes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5548329262751638249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5548329262751638249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/08/lanca-tuas-redes.html' title='Lança tuas redes!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-368882370598452906</id><published>2010-08-23T13:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T13:02:19.116-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudar é sempre bom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Hora de revolucionar, organizar o quebra-cabeça, direcionar, procurar os cacarecos perdidos. Hora de alinhar as luzes, organizar os ponteiros!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;img height="298" src="http://www.brproducoes.com.br/blog/imagens/quebra_cabeca.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Enquanto eu tiver perguntas e não houver respostas... Continuarei a escrever.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-368882370598452906?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/368882370598452906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/08/mudar-e-sempre-bom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/368882370598452906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/368882370598452906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/08/mudar-e-sempre-bom.html' title='Mudar é sempre bom!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-5108434828502856854</id><published>2010-07-12T14:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T14:43:17.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'>All Star - Cassia Eller</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSCCesXTksg/TCmO0Z-lHUI/AAAAAAAAADI/moK3ZJHV6R0/s1600/namorados-orkut11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSCCesXTksg/TCmO0Z-lHUI/AAAAAAAAADI/moK3ZJHV6R0/s320/namorados-orkut11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Estranho seria se eu não me apaixonasse por você&lt;br /&gt;O sal viria doce para os novos lábios&lt;br /&gt;Colombo procurou as índias&lt;br /&gt;Mas a terra avistou em você&lt;br /&gt;O som que eu ouço são as gírias do seu vocabulário&lt;br /&gt;Estranho é gostar tanto do seu all star azul&lt;br /&gt;Estranho é pensar que o bairro das Laranjeiras&lt;br /&gt;Satisfeito sorri quando chego ali&lt;br /&gt;E entro no elevador&lt;br /&gt;Aperto o 12 que é o seu andar&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo a hora de te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;E continuar aquela conversa&lt;br /&gt;Que não terminamos ontem&lt;br /&gt;Ficou pra hoje&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://spc.fotolog.com.br/photo/44/34/11/luuana_aa/1251939260134_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://spc.fotolog.com.br/photo/44/34/11/luuana_aa/1251939260134_f.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sp6.fotologs.net/photo/22/62/96/bigeli/1194554890_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sp6.fotologs.net/photo/22/62/96/bigeli/1194554890_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Estranho mas já me sinto como um velho amigo seu&lt;br /&gt;O seu all star azul combina com meu preto de cano alto&lt;br /&gt;Se o homem já pisou na lua&lt;br /&gt;Como ainda não tenho seu endereço?&lt;br /&gt;O tom que eu canto as minhas músicas pra tua voz&lt;br /&gt;Parece exato&lt;br /&gt;Estranho é gostar tanto do seu all star azul&lt;br /&gt;Estranho é pensar que o bairro das laranjeiras&lt;br /&gt;Satisfeito sorri quando chego ali&lt;br /&gt;E entro no elevador&lt;br /&gt;Aperto 12 que é o seu andar&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo a hora de te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;E continuar aquela conversa&lt;br /&gt;Que não terminamos ontem&lt;br /&gt;Ficou pra ...Laranjeiras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Satisfeito sorri quando chego ali&lt;br /&gt;E entro no elevador&lt;br /&gt;Aperto o 12 que é o seu andar&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo a hora de te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;E continuar aquela conversa&lt;br /&gt;Que não terminamos ontem&lt;br /&gt;Ficou pra hoje&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Bf0KVCj1Mg/S5gf-_6UqNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/JNcJ6ZID5D8/s200/blog-157-1_580.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ktqLlMJKNZE/SrAoiCnkv0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/cfZzWgwMY38/s200/amor+allstar+casal+beijo+mato+cal%C3%A7a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o6AMkHY2Q1M/SrFodZXumPI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Z3JffUslwDI/s200/all+star.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JJbBw4GjmjY/Ss0_ZCSF0LI/AAAAAAAABlY/DsFewqTy9XM/s200/core+all+star+pb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-5108434828502856854?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5108434828502856854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/07/all-star-cassia-eller.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5108434828502856854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5108434828502856854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/07/all-star-cassia-eller.html' title='All Star - Cassia Eller'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TSCCesXTksg/TCmO0Z-lHUI/AAAAAAAAADI/moK3ZJHV6R0/s72-c/namorados-orkut11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-57430121466312363</id><published>2010-07-01T12:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:42:00.343-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videocacarecado'/><title type='text'>VideoCacarecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FG1gNIxMqs&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FG1gNIxMqs&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/avril-lavigne/82415/traducao.html"&gt;Letra Original e Tradução? Clique Aqui!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Depois explico o porque desse video... Leiam as postagens dos meus textos e vão entender um pouco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-57430121466312363?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/57430121466312363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/07/nobodys-home-avril-lavigne.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/57430121466312363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/57430121466312363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/07/nobodys-home-avril-lavigne.html' title='VideoCacarecado'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-8529959023192083634</id><published>2010-06-24T18:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:32:11.939-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Aonde esta a trilha?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL3m2i3HEgk/SdGNNwnLNyI/AAAAAAAAAOU/A1XhHeZqj8w/s1600/PERDIDO+PELA+MADRUGADA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL3m2i3HEgk/SdGNNwnLNyI/AAAAAAAAAOU/A1XhHeZqj8w/s320/PERDIDO+PELA+MADRUGADA.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;E ainda que eu me perca pelo caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Mesmo que eu não consiga encontrar a trilha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Estou caminhando&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;De olhos vendados no escuro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;A espera da força que a luz tem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Porém, esta tão frio e já não me sinto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Estou com medo &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;De perder a mim mesmo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Minha vida, meus sonhos, tudo o que sou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Já não sei se posso confiar &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Olhe-me, sinta-me e me absorva&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Para que assim eu não me perca, não me perca&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-hdGbxxu08/SlKW72PV7iI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xSrCt88jXNI/s1600/quarto+escuro.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-hdGbxxu08/SlKW72PV7iI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xSrCt88jXNI/s320/quarto+escuro.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Leva-me daqui o quanto antes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Não me deixes perecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Mostre-me a meta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;A saída, a saída&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-hdGbxxu08/SlKW72PV7iI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xSrCt88jXNI/s1600/quarto+escuro.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Está tão frio e eu tenho medo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Sinto tanta falta do sol, do sol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;E agora encontro-me aqui&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Esta tão escuro e minha alma parece estar sedenta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Não desista, me procure, faça com que eu me encontre&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Esta tão frio aqui&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Me ajude, me ajude&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="clear: right; float: right; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-8529959023192083634?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8529959023192083634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/06/aonde-esta-trilha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8529959023192083634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8529959023192083634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/06/aonde-esta-trilha.html' title='Aonde esta a trilha?'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL3m2i3HEgk/SdGNNwnLNyI/AAAAAAAAAOU/A1XhHeZqj8w/s72-c/PERDIDO+PELA+MADRUGADA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-9149560127092607491</id><published>2010-06-24T12:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:41:06.481-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videocacarecado'/><title type='text'>VideoCacarecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="&amp;amp;author=Webtvcn.fr&amp;amp;displayclick=fullscreen&amp;amp;file=http%3A%2F%2Fvoint.webtvcn.com%2Ftvdigital%2Ffranca%2Fseries%2Ffr_com_recado.flv&amp;amp;link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.webtvcn.eu&amp;amp;logo=.%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2009%2F03%2Fwebtv_video.png&amp;amp;plugins=viral&amp;amp;skin=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.webtvcn.eu%2F.%2Fwp-content%2Fplugins%2Fflash-video-player%2Fskins%2Fswift%2Fswift.swf&amp;amp;type=flv" height="227" src="http://www.webtvcn.eu/wp-content/plugins/flash-video-player/mediaplayer/player.swf" width="233"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-9149560127092607491?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/9149560127092607491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/06/communaute-recado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/9149560127092607491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/9149560127092607491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/06/communaute-recado.html' title='VideoCacarecado'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7401278993312683966</id><published>2010-06-24T01:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:11:25.144-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Deus sabe muito bem como eu sou e não se impressiona com o que eu faço!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: right; float: right; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://vidaemetamorfose.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/solidao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Eu posso ter sido qualquer coisa, mas tenho certeza de que amei. Amei na minha medida de amor. Infantilmente sem saber que nem tudo é eterno enquanto se esta por aqui. Sei do que fiz e não nego. Errei feio e hoje sei o quanto, mas ainda me sobra uma chance, a de me arrepender. Olhar para o céu e pedir perdão, mesmo sem resposta saber que sou perdoado. Vendo as nuvens passar, tão leves, sinto meu coração tão pesado, contrito. Quem sabe assim, eu entenda toda minha miséria e por que Deus me ama assim sendo minha condição. A quem eu tenho? Só tenho a ti Senhor. Tu és a minha única herança, e se me pertences, então tenho TUDO. Tu bem conheces quem sou, os segredos de meu coração... Mesmo que todos desistam de acreditar, Senhor, não me deixes. Continue a acreditar em mim. Sabes que sou falho, fraco e pequeno. Toma-me em tuas mãos como criança e leva-me aos mais altos vôos e assim quando cansado, possa descansar sobre o teu peito. Que eu possa escutar as batidas do teu Coração. Permita-me calar e o silêncio vai falar. Pois se eu chorar, eu sei não preciso explicar. É do teu colo que eu preciso, só no teu colo encontro o meu descanso, o abrigo e a minha paz. Vindo ó meu Amado, socorrei-me sem demora.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7401278993312683966?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7401278993312683966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/06/deus-sabe-muito-bem-como-eu-sou-e-nao.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7401278993312683966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7401278993312683966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/06/deus-sabe-muito-bem-como-eu-sou-e-nao.html' title='Deus sabe muito bem como eu sou e não se impressiona com o que eu faço!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-394207622941567637</id><published>2010-06-20T14:08:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T12:45:58.054-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Voltar para casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prclaudiomartins.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/f1025002solidaopeq1000imag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://prclaudiomartins.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/f1025002solidaopeq1000imag.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: right; float: right; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No meio em que me encontro, na situação em que vivo, o que eu mais queria era voltar para casa. Lá realmente eu era feliz, estava com os meus. Era amado e aceito. Depois do acontecido quase não havia controvérsias. Eu me sentia livre, apesar de solitário, mas livre. Podia voar em paz. Aqui me cortaram as asas, me fecharam o bico. O pior de tudo é que querem me tirar à alegria. Pouco agora faz sentido, tudo se tornou tão chato, tão preto. E o meu coração dói, de saudade, de raiva, de amor. São tantas as decisões que tenho de tomar. Lutar para sobreviver. Aqui não tenho lugar, nunca é minha vez. Mesmo que um tanto quanto melancólico, em&amp;nbsp;casa eu podia respirar aliviado, sem me preocupar com muita coisa. Muitos dizem que tenho medo, que não tenho coragem de enfrentar a vida aqui, mas só Deus sabe o quanto meu coração chora pelas ausências latejantes. Eu sei o que bem passo, o que escuto e vejo. Pareço que estou sempre no automático, vivendo um personagem, talvez um coadjuvante desta peça desregrada e entorpecida que é a vida. Quem sabe um dia tudo isso passe, consiga me acostumar com esses corações adormecidos e petrificados. Quem sabe outro dia, volte para lá e novamente encontre a felicidade, encontre comigo&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mesmo. Mas por hoje...&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&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/5800078494231779804-394207622941567637?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/394207622941567637/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/06/voltar-para-casa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/394207622941567637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/394207622941567637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/06/voltar-para-casa.html' title='Voltar para casa'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7705726040323432053</id><published>2010-06-09T00:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:41:12.806-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Escrever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TA8GmAwuUDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/39UZw5W3N8Q/s1600/IMG648-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TA8GmAwuUDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/39UZw5W3N8Q/s200/IMG648-01.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Eu escrevo como se fosse para salvar a vida de alguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Provavelmente a minha própria vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Clarice Lispector)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7705726040323432053?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7705726040323432053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/06/eu-escrevo-como-se-fosse-para-salvar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7705726040323432053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7705726040323432053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/06/eu-escrevo-como-se-fosse-para-salvar.html' title='Escrever...'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/TA8GmAwuUDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/39UZw5W3N8Q/s72-c/IMG648-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-1613429483790105006</id><published>2010-05-29T14:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T01:07:46.358-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CacarecoMusical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cacarecos do Meu Dia'/><title type='text'>Cacarecos do Meu Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sopra Sobre mim Teu Canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Missionário Shalom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAv-aQOFQy8/SetvWW41LwI/AAAAAAAAAqo/cK6S4DRtFHk/s1600/espiritosanto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAv-aQOFQy8/SetvWW41LwI/AAAAAAAAAqo/cK6S4DRtFHk/s320/espiritosanto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quero viver sem nada temer,&lt;br /&gt;Entregue ao amor poder crescer.&lt;br /&gt;Quero voltar a Deus meu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Seguir ao seu encontro.&lt;br /&gt;Vem Espírito Santo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vem em minha história, revelar tua glória&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver o amor vencer.&lt;br /&gt;Vem Espírito Santo, sopra em mim teu canto!&lt;br /&gt;Vem jorrar, me saciar.&lt;br /&gt;É na tua vontade o meu lugar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Em minha dor, salva-me, senhor!&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me ir além, torna-me alguém!&lt;br /&gt;Pois nada eu sou sem tua mão, senhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;És minha paz e segurança,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;meu sentido e esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AD-sjDJ58U0/SA6UAyjIqxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/El0kpa_dX40/s1600/corrente%2Bquebrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AD-sjDJ58U0/SA6UAyjIqxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/El0kpa_dX40/s320/corrente%2Bquebrada.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AD-sjDJ58U0/SA6UAyjIqxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/El0kpa_dX40/s1600/corrente%2Bquebrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vem ser meu tudo, visitar meu nada&lt;br /&gt;Eis-me aqui! eu creio em ti!&lt;br /&gt;Vem dar-me coragem pra viver sem medo&lt;br /&gt;Acreditar e confiar&lt;br /&gt;Sim, serei capaz de um novo canto entoar!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vem sobre mim (vem sobre mim).&lt;br /&gt;Sopra sobre mim teu canto (sopra sobre mim).&lt;br /&gt;Restaura-me.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui estou.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imotion.com.br/imagens/data/media/41/11358trilho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Trilhos na Floresta" border="0" height="240" src="http://www.imotion.com.br/imagens/data/media/41/11358trilho.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vem em minha história, revelar tua glória&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver o amor vencer.&lt;br /&gt;Vem Espírito Santo, sopra em mim teu canto!&lt;br /&gt;Vem jorrar, me saciar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Veem ser meu tudo, visitar meu nada&lt;br /&gt;Eis-me aqui! eu creio em ti!&lt;br /&gt;Vem dar-me coragem pra viver sem medo&lt;br /&gt;Acreditar e confiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Sim, serei capaz de um novo canto entoar!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sim, serei capaz de um novo canto entoar!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dedicada ao meu Amigo e Irmão Sharlys Jardim, obrigado por tua entrega e amor a Deus. Teu Sim fortalece os meus passos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m79ttfpZUkE/S_oGwiPG82I/AAAAAAAABNM/ZDaXlVn4K8Q/s320/recome%25C3%25A7o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-1613429483790105006?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1613429483790105006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/cacarecos-do-meu-dia_29.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1613429483790105006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1613429483790105006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/cacarecos-do-meu-dia_29.html' title='Cacarecos do Meu Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qAv-aQOFQy8/SetvWW41LwI/AAAAAAAAAqo/cK6S4DRtFHk/s72-c/espiritosanto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7482378559333255404</id><published>2010-05-22T11:19:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T13:29:11.156-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Pensamentos de Criança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://flyingtime28.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/fugindo-de-casa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://flyingtime28.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/fugindo-de-casa.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vou fugir de casa!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Não aguento mais essa situação. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Para onde vou eu não sei.&amp;nbsp; Sairei de casa agora em direção ao colégio e depois da aula partirei. Do jeito que está não pode continuar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Essa situação eu não aguento mais. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;a href="http://files.nireblog.com/blogs4/anaah/files/08armario_02portas_w3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://files.nireblog.com/blogs4/anaah/files/08armario_02portas_w3.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Cadê minha mochila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;... Achei. Que roupa eu posso levar? Se me der um baita frio ou tremendo calor? Deixe-me ver. Com as poucas roupas que tenho, passarei os dois com toda certeza. &lt;br /&gt;O que possuo levarei. &amp;nbsp;Poderia ir na geladeira, levar alguns mantimentos. Não! Não quero nada deles. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Onde mesmo que coloquei minha mochila?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/8677534ebb22b46e14a92c6092770aa34b1a59f3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" src="http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/8677534ebb22b46e14a92c6092770aa34b1a59f3.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Peguei minha mochila, comecei a caminhar... Caminhar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Cada passo parecia suscitar em mim a consciência deste ato. Pensei em voltar, mas não aguentava mais aquela situação. Não posso voltar atrás. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Comecei a caminhar, caminhar... Segurando bem firme minha mochila.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_o-0GkzJaI/SqLKP7fITnI/AAAAAAAABeY/euqnL3xxbpg/s1600/496503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_o-0GkzJaI/SqLKP7fITnI/AAAAAAAABeY/euqnL3xxbpg/s200/496503.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Tic-tac... O relógio parecia fazer com que as horas dessem passos de tartaruga, aumentando gradativamente a aflição de seu coração.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Está tarde. Vou voltar. Não! Eu não posso fazer isso. Mas para onde irei?&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Serei livre, voarei. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Você perdeu toda a aula pensando nisso. Esta certo ou errado? Seus motivos parecem justos, mas deveria ter pensando bem, antes de agir. Faça sua escolha e suporte as&amp;nbsp;consequências. – Voz do Juiz, chamado de Consciência) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.blogstorage.hi-pi.com/photos/observatorio-luciano.spaceblog.com.br/images/gd/1196524412/O-ARREPENDIMENTO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://static.blogstorage.hi-pi.com/photos/observatorio-luciano.spaceblog.com.br/images/gd/1196524412/O-ARREPENDIMENTO.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Pronto! A aula terminou, sairei daqui, vou viver minha vida livre, independente. Não precisarei escutar nenhuma daquelas bobagens novamente. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nossa! Estou livre, tão feliz e... Com fome, querendo tomar banho. Meu Deus e agora? Não sei para onde vou. Não tenho o que comer e nem onde descansar a cabeça. É... Tenho que reconhecer, preciso voltar para casa. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_evGbCvaKC-U/SLdGGrEtNXI/AAAAAAAAAb0/FAhaK20pQA0/s1600/lagrima.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_evGbCvaKC-U/SLdGGrEtNXI/AAAAAAAAAb0/FAhaK20pQA0/s200/lagrima.jpg" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De cabeça baixa então voltou arrependida de tudo o que tinha feito.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Arrependimento na face e latejante dor no coração. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Descobriram o acontecido! Foi a maior confusão em casa. &lt;br /&gt;E o que lhe sobrou de lição depois de aproveitar sua suposta liberdade, foi a certeza de que ter família pode até ser complicado, com suas confusões e alegrias, mas ter uma é essencial! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pensesobre.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/foto-de-familia-thumb1812137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://pensesobre.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/foto-de-familia-thumb1812137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Homenagem a uma grande amiga, que certo dia resolveu fugir de casa que por certo arrependeu-se. E hoje bem sabe o valor que a família tem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7482378559333255404?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7482378559333255404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/05/pensamentos-de-crianca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7482378559333255404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7482378559333255404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/05/pensamentos-de-crianca.html' title='Pensamentos de Criança'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_o-0GkzJaI/SqLKP7fITnI/AAAAAAAABeY/euqnL3xxbpg/s72-c/496503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-201582090876664696</id><published>2010-04-25T11:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T12:08:40.130-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Basta apenas uma palavra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Bom dia galera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;assando pelo site da Canção Nova vi uma materia que falava sobre pessoas com cançer que eram ajudadas com palavras de otimismo via internet. Resolvi pulblicar também aqui essa forma de levar esperança aos corações, que quase já não conseguem ver motivos para viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object data="http://www.webtvcn.com/player/v/116377" height="303" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="490"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.webtvcn.com/player/v/116377" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="aways" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt;&lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É muito simples fazer esse ato de caridade! Quem assistir ao video e tiver dúvidas, deixa um comentário que explico direitinho como fazer ou também se quiser partilhar!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"A palavra tem o poder de contruir e destruir. A escolha é sua."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Um grande abraço a todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-201582090876664696?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/201582090876664696/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/04/basta-apenas-uma-palavra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/201582090876664696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/201582090876664696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/04/basta-apenas-uma-palavra.html' title='Basta apenas uma palavra!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-54726738096900807</id><published>2010-04-19T18:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:09:40.773-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videocacarecado'/><title type='text'>Videocacarecado!</title><content type='html'>Curte esse video ai galerinha do Cacarecos e sabia fazer a escolha certa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object data="http://www.webtvcn.com/player/v/116233" height="303" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="490"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.webtvcn.com/player/v/116233" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="aways" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt;&lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-54726738096900807?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/54726738096900807/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/04/videocacarecado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/54726738096900807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/54726738096900807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/04/videocacarecado.html' title='Videocacarecado!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-3146804080226660984</id><published>2010-04-19T14:43:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:46:38.965-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto Pia'/><title type='text'>Projeto Pi@</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"É assim que em nosso trabalho nos  realizamos...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pelo sorriso de uma criança!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S8x_7LvFnkI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Y8zdS7S1jmo/s400/OgAAAN8B2GO7jjNyrKIANdPlnhe4zojCYkR1KdTwF-QBPduu4Q464sn2yZAecy4cE2KzAJzz10auDl_Qe8DBscaxfOgAm1T1UHaaOmNO1Muf4l7CC6gUzT8RX9OE.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Se você conhece, participa, adooraa ou quer conhecer o Projeto Pia da Comunidade Recado, deixe seu comentário! Fale-nos sobre o que você acha sobre os clowns, sobre suas dúvidas, pergunte-nos o que quiser. Declare a todos o seu amor por algum dos nossos palhaços, o seu amor pelo seu proprio clown e sua experiência como tal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Um grande abraço de Palhaço para outros cobertos ou descobertos! =&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-3146804080226660984?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3146804080226660984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-assim-que-em-nosso-trabalho-nos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3146804080226660984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3146804080226660984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-assim-que-em-nosso-trabalho-nos.html' title='Projeto Pi@'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S8x_7LvFnkI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Y8zdS7S1jmo/s72-c/OgAAAN8B2GO7jjNyrKIANdPlnhe4zojCYkR1KdTwF-QBPduu4Q464sn2yZAecy4cE2KzAJzz10auDl_Qe8DBscaxfOgAm1T1UHaaOmNO1Muf4l7CC6gUzT8RX9OE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7600434665884413078</id><published>2010-04-15T00:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:13:34.455-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Inércia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: right; float: right; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weno.com.br/blog/archives/inercia_ferias.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" src="http://www.weno.com.br/blog/archives/inercia_ferias.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;omo é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; calejado para mim, tentar inúmeras vezes libertar-me dessa inércia que me consome como papel em fogo. Tentei demasiadas vezes sair do zero, mas chegar ao numero um, custa-me força e coragem. Saber por&amp;nbsp;onde começar é o primeiro passo que então devemos dar para romper com ela (inércia). Essa atitude para muitos é como estar&amp;nbsp;vendado no escuro em um campo minado. Muitas minas explodirão até que você siga pelo caminho certo. É preciso tentar fazer o movimento para que o corpo acompanhe. Será melhor morrer em tuas tentativas, do que morrer sabendo que vc nunca tentou. Xô inércia, vai-te embora. Quero poder acordar cedo, Dormir tarde, estudar,amar alguém, trabalhar, acordar disposto, engordar, fazer caminhada, emagrecer, ajudar alguém, enfim.. Tudo quero fazer, me deixes viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7600434665884413078?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7600434665884413078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/04/inercia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7600434665884413078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7600434665884413078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/04/inercia.html' title='Inércia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-1855352034861576488</id><published>2010-03-03T15:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T15:13:13.871-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Aos pés daquela cruz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://recadoceu.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/crucifixo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://recadoceu.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/crucifixo.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ao acordar, fixei os olhos no crucifixo que estava no alto daquela parede. O quarto parecia escuro, já passava do meio dia. Teria passado ali demasiadas vezes, mas hoje me aconteceu algo diferente, aquela imagem inquietava-me profundamente. Um homem ali pregado, um sofrimento que não senti, não presenciei o derradeiro momento em que deu seu ultimo suspiro. Como poderia descer daquela cruz se parecia estar tão preso a ela? Como poderia voltar dos mortos se ninguém nunca conseguiu por suas próprias forças?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dias.danilo.zip.net/images/biblia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://dias.danilo.zip.net/images/biblia.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Durante gerações a historia desse homem foi contada, muitos não quiseram escutar, ignoraram. Dizem que assim também aconteceu quando Ele era vivo. Outros ouviram, acolheram a “palavra” e viram suas vidas transformadas, uma luz brilhou em meio à escuridão de seus corações. E assim deram continuidade, testemunhando o que viveram depois desse “encontro”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Seu olhar... Ah aquele olhar tão penetrante, retratado tão vivamente. O sangue real descendo de seu rosto, os seus olhos com cores de morte.  Em que momento partiram-lhe o coração? A misericórdia, ápice do amor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Meditando sobre minhas escolhas, vendo os frutos que tenho dado, vejo que para mim Jesus ainda permanece morto, não ressuscitou, não ressuscitei com Ele. Quando temos um verdadeiro encontro com o Senhor ressuscitado, todas as nossas escolhas mudam, temos noção que tudo nos é permitido, mas nem tudo nos convém. É impossível continuar sendo o mesmo depois que a misericórdia nos atinge. Mas somos livres, para tudo escolher. Optar por Deus ou não. Sim, conheco a Deus, mas muitas de minhas atitudes tem dito o contrário.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Sempre, em algum lugar, tem alguém esperando por nossa morte pessoal para experimentar o Cristo Ressuscitado em cada um de nós”(Rm 10, 14-15) RVR 38.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aveluz.com.br/cristianizar/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/jesus1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.aveluz.com.br/cristianizar/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/jesus1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Se não conhecemos Jesus vivo, como poderemos transmitir aos outros esse “Recado de Vida”? Precisamos urgentemente ter essa experiência com o Deus vivo. Que por suas próprias forças, voltou dos mortos. Que foi capaz de amar o mundo depois de ser rejeitado até mesmo em sua própria terra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Quando conhecermos a Deus, quando nos decidirmos por Ele, nossas vidas serão como redes prontas para a pesca. Seremos pescadores de homens. Optaremos em tudo por Deus. Teremos perfeita comunhão com Ele. Não será um caminho fácil, Jesus mesmo disse: “Quem quiser seguir-me pegue sua CRUZ e siga-me”, porém, recheado muita alegria.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;“Senhor, mesmo em meio as minhas escolhas erronias, da-me a graça de encontrar-te em meus desencontros. Que os meus olhos permaneçam fixos aos teus. Ó Senhor, como são escuras as noites sem Ti, sem tuas caricia. Minha alma anseia profundamente por Ti. És vida para mim. Ressuscita em minha vida e leva-me a ressuscitar contigo. E aos teus chamados, a tua volição por mim, digo Sim.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-1855352034861576488?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1855352034861576488/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/03/aos-pes-daquela-cruz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1855352034861576488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1855352034861576488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/03/aos-pes-daquela-cruz.html' title='Aos pés daquela cruz'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-1297028377721210028</id><published>2010-02-01T00:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:19:24.459-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O poder das palavras - Você tem o poder de destruir e de construir as pessoas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cancaonova.com/portal/canais/formacao/images/informativos/11713txt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" src="http://www.cancaonova.com/portal/canais/formacao/images/informativos/11713txt.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="tx"&gt;Queria falar para você sobre o poder da palavra. A palavra do amor, exercitada no cotidiano. Há palavras de amor como: "Seja bem-vindo!"; "Estava com saudade"; "Te amo tanto!"; "Que bom que você está aqui!"... São pequenas palavras de amor, mas que têm o poder de fazer as pessoas melhores.Palavras de amor na relação entre pais e filhos. Como os jovens e crianças estão carentes dessas palavras; os filhos aprendem com os pais as palavras amorosas, com a pessoa que trabalham em casa, com as gentilezas.A palavra tem o poder de fazer uma pessoa acreditar nela mesma, fazendo-a recuperar a alegria. &lt;br /&gt;Há também palavras de desamor, as quais são um veneno e trazem a maldição para vida das pessoas. &lt;br /&gt;A palavra que tem poder quando usada com amor também destrói quando é usada com desamor, dizemos coisas que destroem as pessoas. Há palavras de desamor como: "Você não serve para nada!", "Não te perdoo!"; "Eu te odeio!"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em alguns lugares é fácil dizer palavras de amor, especialmente quando se deseja impressionar; o desafio é encher-se de palavras de amor e levá-las para os lugares que você vive a maior parte do seu tempo, como o trabalho. &lt;b&gt;Todos os dias você tem o poder de destruir e de construir as pessoas.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Outro tipo de palavra é a palavra de indiferença, que não é nem palavra de amor e nem desamor. Muits vezes, você trabalha em um consultório médico, as pessoas chegam preocupadas e você é indiferente. Cristão não pode ser indiferente! Este é o mal do século, porque as pessoas estão transformando tudo em "Eu", tudo é "Para mim...". Não existe filho de Deus de segunda categoria; você é filho de Deus de primeira categoria! Você não é pequeno, nem incapaz, mesmo que pessoas tenham dito palavras de desamor para você. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mapfremulher.com.br/vivabela/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/duck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://www.mapfremulher.com.br/vivabela/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/duck.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Todos nós somos carentes e não precisamos de palavras de desamor, precisamos de palavras de amor. Dentro de nós, muitas vezes, há uma grande tempestade, mas do meio dessa agitação vem Jesus nos falar palavras de amor. Deus nos cerca com palavras amorosas. Por isso, não use palavras de desamor e de indiferença. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permita-se ser um espelho de amor, transborde-o [amor] com gestos e palavras; mas para isso você precisa sentir o amor maior, que é o amor de Deus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falando sobre o poder da palavra, pegando este mesmo conceito "palavra de amor, de desamor e de indiferença", um grego diz que devemos pensar em três palavras antes dizer algo: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Credibilidade&lt;/b&gt;: se eu for um mentiroso as pessoas não vão acreditar em mim. Nós não devemos mentir para ter credibilidade.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fragilidade&lt;/b&gt;: quando uso palavras de amor para chegar ao ponto fraco do outro.  &lt;br /&gt;Todos nós temos um ponto fraco, ou seja, o nosso lugar frágil; jamais podemos fazer do ponto fraco do outro motivo de humilhação, pois tudo que humilha o outro não edifica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Razão&lt;/b&gt;: é se preparar para levar a palavra, ter discernimento para saber o que a pessoa precisa ouvir. Pense um pouco na palavra de desamor que você profere: "Não gosto de gente assim!"; "Você não me agrada!"; "Saia daqui!"; "Eu te odeio!"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje peça aos anjos para retirar de você todas estas palavras negativas e tome mais cuidado com o que vai dizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gabriel Chalita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cancaonova.com/"&gt;Canção Nova&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/5800078494231779804-1297028377721210028?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1297028377721210028/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-poder-das-palavras-voce-tem-o-poder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1297028377721210028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/1297028377721210028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-poder-das-palavras-voce-tem-o-poder.html' title='O poder das palavras - Você tem o poder de destruir e de construir as pessoas'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-4366478843524212578</id><published>2010-01-19T20:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T13:20:59.600-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Um dia virado em noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wcotrim.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/jesus-na-cruz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://wcotrim.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/jesus-na-cruz.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pessoas na rua a acusar-lhe&lt;br /&gt;Teu rosto sangrento&lt;br /&gt;Teu corpo definhado&lt;br /&gt;Tuas vestes cobertas de sangue real&lt;br /&gt;Uma coroa, não de ouro, mas de espinhos &lt;br /&gt;Alguns olhares fúnebres&lt;br /&gt;Poucos corações e muitos pedregulhos&lt;br /&gt;Tua mãe com sentimento de angústia, loucura, dor, entre outros sentidos atonitos&lt;br /&gt;Esta se aproximando o momento&lt;br /&gt;Um soldado, uma lança, um cadáver&lt;br /&gt;Três horas, partiram o Coração do Templo Sagrado&lt;br /&gt;Surpresa e espanto, devaneios e arrependimentos&lt;br /&gt;Agua e Sangue, oferta de amor&lt;br /&gt;Lado aberto, Insondável momento&lt;br /&gt;Olhares de arrependimento&lt;br /&gt;Cordeiro Imolado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S1Y5A3ifoUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/5qPA1kj3ub4/s1600-h/cora_o_de_jesus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S1Y5A3ifoUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/5qPA1kj3ub4/s320/cora_o_de_jesus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta vivo!&lt;br /&gt;Uma visão, um órgão sendo ofertado&lt;br /&gt;Calmaria, contrario a cena anterior&lt;br /&gt;Olhos que penetram&lt;br /&gt;Coração Sagrado&lt;br /&gt;Roupas pintadas com vermelho escarlate&lt;br /&gt;Tons de realeza&lt;br /&gt;E agora? Vida nova?&lt;br /&gt;Vida Nova!&lt;br /&gt;Velha pra quem quiser&lt;br /&gt;Uma questão de saber escolher&lt;br /&gt;Façamos nossas escolhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-4366478843524212578?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4366478843524212578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/01/um-dia-virado-em-noite-pessoas-na-rua_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4366478843524212578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4366478843524212578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2010/01/um-dia-virado-em-noite-pessoas-na-rua_19.html' title='Um dia virado em noite'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S1Y5A3ifoUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/5qPA1kj3ub4/s72-c/cora_o_de_jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7015903298573880177</id><published>2009-12-19T01:38:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:53:25.545-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dona Lúcia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SyxX95FXRTI/AAAAAAAAAko/c_lXVD5w6sQ/s1600-h/OgAAAC6iY5hwgMn5skoVSpSu3GD92282b8HopKQubiEsbL_yugVTTKwUmEH0Bhh1bX3kDX92zD7cU89frZr8uPmZhY4Am1T1UIYGEo1_aygt-yDTX_uK7PVTJwPN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SyxX95FXRTI/AAAAAAAAAko/c_lXVD5w6sQ/s400/OgAAAC6iY5hwgMn5skoVSpSu3GD92282b8HopKQubiEsbL_yugVTTKwUmEH0Bhh1bX3kDX92zD7cU89frZr8uPmZhY4Am1T1UIYGEo1_aygt-yDTX_uK7PVTJwPN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;De todo o amor que eu tenho&lt;br /&gt;Metade foi tu que me deu&lt;br /&gt;Salvando minh`alma da vida &lt;br /&gt;Sorrindo e fazendo o meu eu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se queres partir ir embora&lt;br /&gt;Me olha da onde estiver&lt;br /&gt;Que eu vou te mostrar que eu to pronto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me colha maduro do pé&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salve, salve essa nega&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que axé ela tem&lt;br /&gt;Te carrego no colo e te dou minha mão&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida depende só do teu encanto &lt;br /&gt;Mãe pode ir tranquila&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teu rebanho tá pronto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teu olho que brilha e não para&lt;br /&gt;Tuas mãos de fazer tudo e até&lt;br /&gt;A vida que chamo de minha&lt;br /&gt;Neguinha, te encontro na fé&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me mostre um caminho agora&lt;br /&gt;Um jeito de estar sem você&lt;br /&gt;O apego não quer ir embora&lt;br /&gt;Diaxo, ele tem que querer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ó meu pai do céu, limpe tudo aí&lt;br /&gt;Vai chegar a rainha&lt;br /&gt;Precisando dormir&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela chegar&lt;br /&gt;Tu me faça um favor&lt;br /&gt;Dê um banto a ela, que ela me benze aonde eu for&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O fardo pesado que levas&lt;br /&gt;Desagua na força que tens&lt;br /&gt;Teu lar é no reino divino &lt;br /&gt;Limpinho cheirando alecrim&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Maria Gadú - Dona Cila) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7015903298573880177?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7015903298573880177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/12/dona-lucia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7015903298573880177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7015903298573880177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/12/dona-lucia.html' title='Dona Lúcia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SyxX95FXRTI/AAAAAAAAAko/c_lXVD5w6sQ/s72-c/OgAAAC6iY5hwgMn5skoVSpSu3GD92282b8HopKQubiEsbL_yugVTTKwUmEH0Bhh1bX3kDX92zD7cU89frZr8uPmZhY4Am1T1UIYGEo1_aygt-yDTX_uK7PVTJwPN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-8287698793366417168</id><published>2009-12-14T00:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T01:06:00.275-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Meu Momento de Rebeldia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://delas.ig.com.br/imagens/345/94/94/619581.riscos_mulher_366_488.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://delas.ig.com.br/imagens/345/94/94/619581.riscos_mulher_366_488.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Sabe de uma coisa?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Eu cansei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;! Por quê? Não sei.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Apenas quero fugir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;. Sair de tudo isso. Esse sentimento de evasão tem me tomado o coração constantemente ao olhar os alicerces desse mundo e principalmente de algumas pessoas. São &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;olhos tristes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;, grandes e imensos que me olham com censura e isso me causa angústia. O que tem de mal &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;não estar de acordo com a moda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;? Com aquilo que o mundo mecânico promove como o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; “atual”?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt; Isso é ridículo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wVNB_uKxAEA/SSM3jOvr4LI/AAAAAAAAARk/VwroWO3A-jg/s1600/prisao6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wVNB_uKxAEA/SSM3jOvr4LI/AAAAAAAAARk/VwroWO3A-jg/s200/prisao6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Acham-se tão&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;livres&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;e não percebem que até o livre arbítrio já lhe roubaram. O direito de ir e vir ou de &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;escolher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;ser ou não ser. Mudo se me der na telha. Sou vida e poesia, letras e linguagens, enigmas... O que meu fenótipo tem haver com minha &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;? Por algum acaso você poderia me dizer quem sou ao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;me olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;? Observe meus atos, meu jeito de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;amar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;e poderá ao menos relatar uma parte de mim, mas o meu “todo” só Deus conhece.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z500Qkpp020/SX_TyKZzRWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zqZr9m2hI30/s1600/Entre%2Bespinhos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="154" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z500Qkpp020/SX_TyKZzRWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zqZr9m2hI30/s200/Entre%2Bespinhos.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Foi por &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;conhecer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;tão bem que me chamou para caminhar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;com Ele&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; sobre rosas e espinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Passos? Ainda não dei. Comecei a caminhar, mas quando tentei cai feio. Porque Deus ainda continua com a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;mão estendida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;? Como sou tolo. Só poderei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;caminhar&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;se segurar nas mãos do Pai. Quanto&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt; ainda perderei para entender isso? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Acorda-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/9061/belaurelhardy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="118" src="http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/9061/belaurelhardy.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Quero&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;pessoas que sejam capazes de amar os outros como são&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;,com seus defeitos e concertos! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt; Nos meus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;olhares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;sobre o mundo, penso quão triste são aqueles que não conhecem a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;. Como sou hipócrita. Pior são aqueles que a Deus “conhecem” e continuam a ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;os mesmos Quando temos um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;verdadeiro encontro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;com Cristo, não se pode continuar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;do mesmo jeito. Você tem duas opções, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;vida ou morte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;. Façamos nossas&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;escolhas!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kerber.com.br/portugues/wp-content/uploads/pb.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.kerber.com.br/portugues/wp-content/uploads/pb.JPG" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Julgam-me por aquilo que acham que sou. Não sou o que pensam, sou &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;o que eu penso ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;. Sobre minha imaturidade, sobre as minhas inconstâncias ninguém tome a palavra. Sei bem que as tenho, são os ramos de meu ser humano. Não sou perfeito. Sou uma pedra bruta sendo lapidada pelas mãos chagadas do Criador. Odeio a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;perfeição&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;que o mundo prega. Perfeito de verdade é aquele que mesmo em sua condição de primoroso, consegue errar e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;pedir perdão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;. Quando amamos de verdade, começamos a dar passos para a verdadeira perfeição. Porque não ando “amando”? Porque esse “amor” que pregam nas praças e esquinas não é amor e nem desejo da carne. Isso se chama vazio! Falta de &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;vergonha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt; na cara, diga-se de passagem. Buscam &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;preencher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;suas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; lacunas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;com coisas vans. Não da pra preencher&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;vazio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt; com vazio. Será que não entendem isso? No final o que restará? Nem eles mesmos sabem. Eu tomei um&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;decisão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;! Não vou deixar que me tomem a liberdade. Quero ser livre, deixem-me ser livre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HSS6eq2F5mo/R0vVd4QOu2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/lrEA6WGtzv8/s1600/sonho-de-liberdade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HSS6eq2F5mo/R0vVd4QOu2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/lrEA6WGtzv8/s320/sonho-de-liberdade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-8287698793366417168?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8287698793366417168/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/12/meu-momento-de-rebeldia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8287698793366417168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/8287698793366417168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/12/meu-momento-de-rebeldia.html' title='Meu Momento de Rebeldia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wVNB_uKxAEA/SSM3jOvr4LI/AAAAAAAAARk/VwroWO3A-jg/s72-c/prisao6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-3192628369865814868</id><published>2009-11-22T12:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:25:47.083-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Pouco Mais de Mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN6dbgPhBz4/ShcW-FhQ0fI/AAAAAAAAAkw/pozPyoWqRbk/S240/ziza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN6dbgPhBz4/ShcW-FhQ0fI/AAAAAAAAAkw/pozPyoWqRbk/S240/ziza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Ainda estou procurando palavras para descrever esse cd. Já escrevi vários textos sobre ele para que assim pudesse postar aqui no blog, mas sempre sentia que faltava algo e amassei todas as folhas. Falar de cada faixa, seria como falar de determinados momentos em que se passaram em minha vida. Acho que esse seja o motivo pelo qual pouco consigo escrever algo sobre esse cd.&amp;nbsp;Quem conhece, nunca deixa de escutar. O nome do cd é "Um pouco mais de mim" da cantora católica Ziza Fernandes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Tenho uma admiração muito grande pela Ziza, por quem ela é e o que faz pela salvação e conversão das almas. Ela fala de um Deus bem humano, mesmo sendo de natureza&amp;nbsp;irrevogavelmente&amp;nbsp;divina. Deus tem se mostrado assim a cada dia para mim. Como já diz uma das músicas da Ziza, Deus é bem simples. Ele me tem feito provar dessa simplicidade no meu dia-a-dia, juntando os meus cacarecos.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O vento - Ziza Fernandes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOSx2tnixxc/Sj493mkKGgI/AAAAAAAAIXo/AXEQzT6U1D4/s1600/REFLETINDO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOSx2tnixxc/Sj493mkKGgI/AAAAAAAAIXo/AXEQzT6U1D4/s320/REFLETINDO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O vento passou por aqui&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E me contou um segredo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disse pra eu ter paciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E vencer o medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que a vida vai seguir seu rumo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E tudo tem o seu lugar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um coração que é teimoso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um dia aprende amar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-3192628369865814868?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3192628369865814868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/um-pouco-mais-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3192628369865814868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3192628369865814868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/um-pouco-mais-de-mim.html' title='Um Pouco Mais de Mim'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gN6dbgPhBz4/ShcW-FhQ0fI/AAAAAAAAAkw/pozPyoWqRbk/s72-c/ziza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-209551859322860249</id><published>2009-11-17T09:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:02:50.147-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coração Sagrado'/><title type='text'>Cacarecofoto para Refletir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SwKcnfou_dI/AAAAAAAAAT4/-hVwO0YfcPc/s1600/cora%C3%A7ao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SwKcnfou_dI/AAAAAAAAAT4/-hVwO0YfcPc/s400/cora%C3%A7ao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Se você esta cansado, sem lugar pra repousar. Venha ao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Coração Sagrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; de Jesus que aberto está"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-209551859322860249?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/209551859322860249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/cacarecofoto-para-refletir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/209551859322860249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/209551859322860249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/cacarecofoto-para-refletir.html' title='Cacarecofoto para Refletir'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SwKcnfou_dI/AAAAAAAAAT4/-hVwO0YfcPc/s72-c/cora%C3%A7ao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7474641481781651586</id><published>2009-11-15T21:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:16:33.087-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Videocacarecado!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_1258326250494"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1258326250495"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esse vídeo é digno de estar no Cacarecos do Dia. Foi feito pela minha grande parceira Nhathasha. A música "Presença" da Comunidade Shalom, tem um grande significado para mim, gostei mais ainda do vídeo por essa música e pelas fotos do Recado e da Nhaty com a Adriana que deram um toque de amor a esse cacarecovideo. Espero que todos os os Cacarecoseguidores (sejam os assumidamente Cacarecos ou não) gostem desse vídeo, ofereço para cada um de vocês como prova de amor e amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RhbKC0y6bOI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RhbKC0y6bOI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RhbKC0y6bOI"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Presença" - Comunidade Shalom.: by: Nhathasha - Postulante Recado do I ano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7474641481781651586?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7474641481781651586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/esse-video-e-digno-de-estar-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7474641481781651586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7474641481781651586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/esse-video-e-digno-de-estar-no.html' title='Videocacarecado!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-6321526663100681800</id><published>2009-11-15T19:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:31:09.540-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Cacarecotexto : Instantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt;"&gt;Instantes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mentedespenteada2.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/solidao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://mentedespenteada2.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/solidao.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Nos instantes do meu tempo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Sinto-me em desalento.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Dor em minha’lma,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Sentimento que se alastra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 19px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sossegam meus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Libertando-se de gotas envelhecidas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Chora meu coração,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Meditando a canção de teu doce abandono.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Porque partiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; sem deixar cartas debaixo de meu despertador?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Levar contigo meu pobre órgão vermelho e pulsante&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OI9d-c_Gy_E/Ssyo6RUrzMI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/zDe_zPPzvlY/S256/Solid%C3%A3o+n%C3%A3o+%C3%A9+aus%C3%AAncia+de+faces.+%C3%89+aus%C3%AAncia+de+intimidade....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OI9d-c_Gy_E/Ssyo6RUrzMI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/zDe_zPPzvlY/S256/Solidão+não+é+ausência+de+faces.+É+ausência+de+intimidade....jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Fez-te ainda mais próxima a mim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Em meio à raiva deste instante,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Um doce sentimento me estimula os sentidos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Saudades do inverno que outrora me causava repugnância&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Pássaros, flores, ninho, água e fogo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Rodeiam meus pensamentos flash de fatos que não ocorreram&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Lenha, relógio, ladeiras, horas..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Liberdade absurda, quando o que se quer é estar em teus braços acorrentados.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prizamarioni.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/solidao1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://prizamarioni.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/solidao1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Um, dois, três... Contarei ate que esse segundo se vá&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Sete, oito, nove... Ate que esse instante se acabe e você resolva voltar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Retornar, chegar, partir e ir.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Saber que ainda irá chegar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Quem se foi para não voltar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Quem me roubou o adjetivo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;O direito de ser eu mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;Ate quando sofrerei tua mórbida ausência?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Por quantos relances voltarei a lembrar-te,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Como se ainda me pertencesse?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://trans-verso.zip.net/images/solidao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://trans-verso.zip.net/images/solidao.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 19px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Viverei esse momento,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 19px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;na espera do próximo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 19px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;De um dia que nunca chegará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Pois eu sei que Ela nunca irá voltar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Luis Carlos César&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-6321526663100681800?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6321526663100681800/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/cacarecotexto-instantes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6321526663100681800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6321526663100681800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/cacarecotexto-instantes.html' title='Cacarecotexto : Instantes'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OI9d-c_Gy_E/Ssyo6RUrzMI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/zDe_zPPzvlY/s72-c/Solidão+não+é+ausência+de+faces.+É+ausência+de+intimidade....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-4393115269396940041</id><published>2009-11-11T11:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:27:13.165-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Terezinha'/><title type='text'>Aos que querem ser apenas pequeninos Cacarecos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ser Pequeno Cacareco&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://laravazz.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/linda-a-minha-amiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://laravazz.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/linda-a-minha-amiga.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Oh! Se as almas conhecessem o caráter e o Coração de Deus, se as almas pequeninas e fracas que não são capazes de grandes coisas soubessem como é fácil cativar o Coração de Deus, nunca haveriam de perder a esperança de atingir o cume da montanha do amor, onde os santos respiram o aroma da caridade. Porque Jesus só deseja teu coração, tua boa vontade, o reconhecimento de teu nada, teus carinhos, teu amor, uma fé simples e uma confiança sem limites. Não exige ações sublimes que estejam fora do teu alcance. Contenta-se ele com teus pequeninos e constantes esforços e teus imensos desejos.&amp;nbsp;Ele ama a alma pequenina com loucura.&amp;nbsp;Aspira, pois, a ser um brinquedinho para dar gosto a Jesus. Brinquedinho sem valor que se atira a qualquer canto, no quintal, à chuva e ao sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dar prazer a Jesus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aredenarede.com/web/images/stories/sagrado-coracao2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://aredenarede.com/web/images/stories/sagrado-coracao2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Será este o teu método de vida espiritual: deves estar cuidadoso de tudo o que dá prazer a Jesus. Os grandes santos, aqueles que, seguindo a inspiração divina, se penitenciaram duramente, trabalharam para a glória de Deus. Às almas, porém, pequeninas, não convém este gênero de mortificação. Não será este teu caminho. Viverás tu na presença de Deus, como a criança em casa, enquanto teus irmãos trabalham. A ti compete acariciar e Louvar o Pai a todo o momento, com coisinhas pequeninas mas multiplicadas, feitas por amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Dar prazer a Jesus, consolá-lo e acariciá-lo é tua primeira obra. Oferecer-te como flor inútil, uma florzinha escondida no campo, cuja vista e perfume se evola só para Deus, numa pequenina alegria de acréscimo. Tu amarás tudo o que vem de Jesus. A santidade será a recompensa da alma que usar este método. Se fores fiel em dar prazer a Jesus nas coisas e nas pequenas ocasiões, ver-se-á ele obrigado a ajudar-te nas grandes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Texto retirado do Livro "A infância espiritual (Santa Terezinha)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-4393115269396940041?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4393115269396940041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/aos-que-querem-ser-apenas-pequeninos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4393115269396940041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/4393115269396940041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/aos-que-querem-ser-apenas-pequeninos.html' title='Aos que querem ser apenas pequeninos Cacarecos'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-3385937461387096174</id><published>2009-11-09T05:19:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:31:31.749-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Meu texto Cacarecoclown! "Minha experiencia pós Ministrando com Artes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Minha pequena criança de nariz &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vermelho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SvfOgWRIt4I/AAAAAAAAASM/CL73vPZUYi4/s1600-h/S7301433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SvfOgWRIt4I/AAAAAAAAASM/CL73vPZUYi4/s200/S7301433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Muito esperei por este dia, desejava&amp;nbsp;o meu coração conhecer-te. Ver teu sorriso, olhar o mundo com teus olhos. Não pensei que seria assim, mas como num passe mágico te encontrei. Tudo começou quando me desliguei de minhas seguranças e comecei a ser livre. Só dependia de mim, poder te dar a chance de nascer. Você precisava de mim e eu de ti. Sinto que verei muitos sorrisos quando juntos estivermos, minha pequena criança. Ao som de Aquarela, comecei a ver tudo diferente. Desenhar no ar, para mim, em outro momento seria algo ridículo, um tanto quanto infantil. Porém, assim precisa ser para que em mim pudesse nascer, desabrochar, o ser criança que estava adormecido dentro de minhas memórias. O meu clown em minha vida é vontade de Deus. Ele é a minha oportunidade de ser criança novamente... Com ele sou totalmente livre nos braços do Criador.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SvfPBk-3ZsI/AAAAAAAAASU/gqeYEAWtB78/s1600-h/S7301434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SvfPBk-3ZsI/AAAAAAAAASU/gqeYEAWtB78/s200/S7301434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O processo de "encontro", de "retorno" a minha realidade infantil, foi doloroso! Mas tudo isso valeu a pena, quando ao escutar a letra de Aquarela comecei a desenhar arvores, casas, bichos, flores, nuvens, sol, água... Não fazia isso a muito tempo. Tudo seria capaz de ter ali, só me bastava querer. Não havia nada que me impedisse de ser criança, de olhar o mundo com a simplicidade dos pequeninos. Quando o "comando" foi dado, desenhei um beija-flor, que para mim significou o próprio Espírito Santo, ele tinha o corpo azul e o peito meio bege. No bico trazia algo que não sabia o que era realmente, mas sentia que seria um presente. Algo que me faria ser mais feliz. Quando depois de dar algumas voltas, o beija-flor, colocou em minhas mãos um pequeno nariz de palhaço. Esse é o coração do meu clown,da minha criança, do meu palhaço, do meu clown. Não resistindo a demora em conhece-lo, coloquei aquele coração e assim nos tornamos um só. Imitando a&amp;nbsp;Santíssima&amp;nbsp;Trindade, que vive em perfeita união. Me vi totalmente livre, liberto de minhas seguranças, de meus preconceitos. Sem medo de ser&amp;nbsp;ridículo, eu realmente era "um perdedor feliz".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SvfPQBpPpTI/AAAAAAAAASc/FiTGTW5B4uY/s1600-h/S7301435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SvfPQBpPpTI/AAAAAAAAASc/FiTGTW5B4uY/s320/S7301435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O meu clown tem inclinações a arte. Sentia que o seu desejo era pintar um mundo diferente, com mais Alegria. Pintar sorrisos nas pessoas tristes, pintar presentes para as crianças no natal, pintar familias e um lar para aqueles que se encontram sozinhos e perdidos nas ruas de todo o mundo. Pintar um ar puro, diferentes bichos e cidades. Amizades novas e verdadeiras, amores incondicionais. Queria ele que todos pudessem ver pela sua pintura e pelo seu ser criança, o Deus que era seu melhor amigo, o papai do céu que havia lhe enviado ao mundo com a missão de ser um Recado colorido de alegria.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O clown não é outra pessoa, apenas sou eu em uma face infantil. Tudo aquilo que tenho medo de ser no mundo, com o coração dele eu posso ser sem medo. Não preciso ter receio de ser&amp;nbsp;ridículo, isso é vantagem para o meu palhaço.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Seja bem vindo ao meu mundo meu novo amigo. Sei que Deus nos reserva grandes coisas, como a pequenez do sorriso de uma criança. Veremos juntos, uma realidade diferente. Pintaremos sorrisos, vidas sendo renovadas... Sou mais feliz por ter-te em minha vida, dentro de mim mesmo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Numa folha qualquer desenharemos um sol amarelo e com cinco ou seis retas faremos um castelo. Corro o lápis em volta da tua mão e te dou uma luva, se acaso chover com com dois riscos você pintará para mim um guarda-chuva. Se um pinguinho de tinta cair num pedacinho azul do papel, veremos uma linda gaivota voar no céu. Ela vai voar e contornar a imensa curva Norte e Sul. Iremos com ela, viajando por Fortaleza, Tatuí e Toulon. Te verei pintar um barco a vela, branco navegando... É tanto céu e mar num beijo azul. Entre as nuvens vai surgir um lindo avião rosa e grená, tudo em volta colorindo, com suas luzes a piscar. Só basta imaginar e ele estará partindo, sereno e lindo, e se agente quiser, ele vai pousar... Numa folha qualquer desenharei um navio de partida e com alguns bons amigos indo ao Recado de bem com a vida. Do Ceará a São Paulo e de lá para França, consigo passar num segundo. Giro um simples compasso e num círculo eu faço um mundo. Miguelito, eu vi um menino Deus a caminhar segurando um Sacramental e um nariz de palhaço e parar em uma porta, sei que ali logo em frente a esperar pela gente, o futuro está. E o nosso futuro é uma incerteza, mas sei que Ele estará a pilotar nossa nave. Com muita alegria, Ele chegará e mudará nossa vida. Pedindo licença e nos convidando a rir e a chorar. Nessa estrada não nos cabe conhecer ou ver o que virá. O fim dela só Ele sabe bem ao certo onde vai dar. Vamos juntos numa linda passarela de uma aquarela que um dia enfim, descolorirá para que Ele mesmo venha pintar...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SvfQIv91FII/AAAAAAAAASk/LlfvWJBm9Ok/s1600-h/S7301479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SvfQIv91FII/AAAAAAAAASk/LlfvWJBm9Ok/s320/S7301479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Musica Aquarela do mestre Toquinho,vista por meus olhos e os olhos do Miguelito.&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/5800078494231779804-3385937461387096174?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3385937461387096174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/meu-texto-cacarecoclown-minha.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3385937461387096174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/3385937461387096174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/meu-texto-cacarecoclown-minha.html' title='Meu texto Cacarecoclown! &quot;Minha experiencia pós Ministrando com Artes&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SvfOgWRIt4I/AAAAAAAAASM/CL73vPZUYi4/s72-c/S7301433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7833845027894008282</id><published>2009-11-06T13:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:26:28.879-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriecacarecada!</title><content type='html'>Para os&amp;nbsp;fãns&amp;nbsp;de Descolados, postarei todos os videos da&amp;nbsp;série. Quem assistiu e perdeu algum capitulo vai poder aproveitar os links aqui e rever todos. Curte ai galera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telehistoria.com.br/upload/descolados-poltrona-160709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://www.telehistoria.com.br/upload/descolados-poltrona-160709.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historiacacarecada:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Descolados&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;é uma&amp;nbsp;série de televisão&amp;nbsp;brasileira, produzida pela&amp;nbsp;Mixer, que estreou na&amp;nbsp;MTV Brasil&amp;nbsp;em 14 de julho de 2009.&amp;nbsp;A parceria da emissora paulista com a produtora resultou em 13 episódios de trinta minutos gravados em&amp;nbsp;alta definição,&amp;nbsp;cujo último capítulo foi ao ar em&amp;nbsp;6 de outubro&amp;nbsp;de&amp;nbsp;2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A série conta a história de três jovens, Lud, Teco e Felipe, que estão saindo de casa. Eles não são amigos, nem se conhecem, mas uma série de eventos casuais coloca os três juntos, dividindo o mesmo teto: um apartamento no&amp;nbsp;centro&amp;nbsp;de&amp;nbsp;São Paulo, mobiliado com um pufe e um colchão. Eles vivem histórias, conquistas e dúvidas presentes na vida de qualquer jovem independente do lugar, gostos e estilo de vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Videoseriecacareco:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4DHOnBsQdo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZQoXGiM41Y&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZQoXGiM41Y&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rz2RbDyI-Cg"&gt;Episódio 1 - parte 02&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9OlVo5TMzo"&gt;Episódio 1 - parte 03&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v22Fa7bA4ng"&gt;Episódio 2 Parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ANiu1kdOqc0"&gt;Episódio 2 - Parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3KhSDoiBsI4"&gt;Episódio 2 - Parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3J7K3YeiaU4"&gt;Episódio 2 - Parte 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LmmnaRCLguY"&gt;Episódio 3 - Parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QecZPVqdocM"&gt;Episódio 3 - Parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9VnysjbH78"&gt;Episódio 3 - Parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7PNB8aek_sc"&gt;Episódio 4 - Parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mbo88_kGyxo"&gt;Episódio 4 - Parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=90CtLNXe3f0"&gt;Episódio 4 - Parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rd1audienciadatv.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/mtv_logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://rd1audienciadatv.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/mtv_logo.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OOUmY5XRPhs"&gt;Episódio 5 - Parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vD6Ne8T1xpk"&gt;Episódio 5 - Parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X_AaNqTFzME"&gt;Episódio 5 - Parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sE8AXcMS7M0"&gt;Episódio 6 - Parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7i7g3FLmguk"&gt;Episódio 6 - Parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HcgQC9cOqwI"&gt;Episódio 6 - Parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HcgQC9cOqwI"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jFLWQ-Yud28"&gt;Episódio 7 - Parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tiwqH_2KcyI"&gt;Episódio 7 - Parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NcGwk8k31ao"&gt;Episódio 7 - Parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_kH68QAH3Lw"&gt;Episódio 8 - Parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FZ013eIjc20"&gt;Episódio 8 - Parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aEKsYXJO3NU"&gt;Episódio 8 - Parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aEKsYXJO3NU"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDEogBx7HI8"&gt;Episódio 9 - parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXGxfN_z9Ec"&gt;Episódio 9 - parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MfEarAKy1nE"&gt;Episódio 9 - parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wtgy0xA6uzU"&gt;Episódio 9 - parte 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wtgy0xA6uzU"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sNPwOlYi-Ac"&gt;Episódio 10 - Parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A8Po2DbHGNo"&gt;Episódio 10 - Parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1g70e5WsEf0" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Episódio 10 - Parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nxnyrvsDyYs"&gt;Episódio 11 - Parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VFmBNGkFrw8"&gt;Episódio 11 - Parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=naULiIRhMgk"&gt;Episódio 11 - Parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ChduzFJEFbQ"&gt;Episódio 11 - Parte 4&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLzM3JkPQ_E"&gt;Episódio 12 - Parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TyZu4_I3o9Y"&gt;Episódio 12 - Parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TYAT_zHc9Vs"&gt;Episódio 12 - Parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TBTrdfFCYIE"&gt;Episódio 12 - Parte 4&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B36Y3VNMG3Y"&gt;Episódio FINAL - Parte 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KMR2nEaSxy0"&gt;Episódio FINAL - Parte 2&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9v0HcS3fHXM"&gt;Episódio FINAL - Parte 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKz-8-y2dC4" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Episódio FINAL - Parte 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-7833845027894008282?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7833845027894008282/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/seriecacarecada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7833845027894008282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7833845027894008282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/11/seriecacarecada.html' title='Seriecacarecada!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-7278604753830628040</id><published>2009-10-28T23:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:40:00.466-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ri litros'/><title type='text'>Videocacareco Indicado!</title><content type='html'>Vídeo&amp;nbsp;indicado por.: Lívia Martines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Vejam esse bicho, que ninguém sabe se é um hamster, um hamtaro (como se o hamtaro não fosse um hamster sahsuahsuash ¬¬), uma chinchila, um rato ou uma catita. O que sabemos ao certo é que em alguns anos essa coisa tão&amp;nbsp;artística&amp;nbsp;estará em&amp;nbsp;extinção!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Reparem no olhar de novela mexicana da nossa marmota! Ela vai lhe&amp;nbsp;inspirar&amp;nbsp;e ajudar em&amp;nbsp;vários&amp;nbsp;testes&amp;nbsp;teatrais. Cuidado ao olhar para os olhos da marmota, se ficar enjoado ou sentindo que o Jason esta atrás de você, não corra!&amp;nbsp;Isso&amp;nbsp;é somente imaginação ou melhor dizendo, rpg! asuauhsuhaushahsah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se liga:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/6wifOEC4Zk8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/6wifOEC4Zk8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&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/5800078494231779804-7278604753830628040?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7278604753830628040/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/videocacarecado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7278604753830628040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/7278604753830628040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/videocacarecado.html' title='Videocacareco Indicado!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-2643908203502484177</id><published>2009-10-28T21:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:39:00.738-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meus Textos'/><title type='text'>Cacarecotexto : Sou um espelho em estilhaços</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SujbHmUnkhI/AAAAAAAAASE/S8iNjzZOn8w/s1600-h/0,,17863802-EX,00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SujbHmUnkhI/AAAAAAAAASE/S8iNjzZOn8w/s320/0,,17863802-EX,00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #008400;"&gt;·Sou um espelho em estilhaços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Mesmo em meio aos embaraços, continuo a refletir a luz que vem de Deus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #008400;"&gt;·Sou um espelho em estilhaços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Sei que posso ferir alguém, mas mesmo assim entrego-me a audacia de caminhar. Ferindo alguns em meio ao caminho. Não que eu queira ser assim, isso faz parte daquilo que sou, um ser humano.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #008400;"&gt;·Sou um espelho em estilhaços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;A dor em mim é constante, o sol apareceu, mas logo se foi dando lugar a tempestade. Como poderei refletir sua luz se não consigo sentir os seus raios? As trevas, a noite... É o que resta. Porém, meu coração ainda espera ver seu brilho novamente, não perderei a esperança.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #008400;"&gt;·Sou um espelho em estilhaços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Muitos se foram, outros chegaram e se afastaram. Amar é ver no outro suas fragilidades e mesmo nessas condições insistir em permanecer. Em nossa vida, somente permanece aquele que nos ama mesmo sabendo quem somos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #008400;"&gt;·Sou um espelho em estilhaços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Meu texto ficará incompleto. Ainda estou em formação. Irei me aventurar na loucura de descobrir quem sou. No final sei que me encontrarei. Sendo eu, um espelho novo. Reciclado, talvez... Não me resta saber. O que apenas quero viver, é o hoje. Na certeza que o amanha vira, cedo ou tarde o sol voltará a brilhar. Não deixarei de confiar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luis Carlos César&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-2643908203502484177?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2643908203502484177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/cacarecotexto-sou-um-espelho-em.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/2643908203502484177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/2643908203502484177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/cacarecotexto-sou-um-espelho-em.html' title='Cacarecotexto : Sou um espelho em estilhaços'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SujbHmUnkhI/AAAAAAAAASE/S8iNjzZOn8w/s72-c/0,,17863802-EX,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-6620080933341599164</id><published>2009-10-27T23:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:25:33.141-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Videocacarecado do Dia</title><content type='html'>Vi esse video bilhares de vezes e mesmo assim ainda não cansei de assistir. Admiro muito o grupo Lifehouse, os criadores dessa apresentação. Resumindo um pouco esse videocacareco, posso dizer que você vai ficar arrepiado quando assistir, sendo Cristão ou não. O video narra a batalha espiritual que passamos em grande momentos de nossas vidas. É um bom video para ser visto varias vezes e refletido! Chega de papo... Vamos assistir e comentar, ok? Espero que gostem (^-^,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se liga:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/nNxdwIhnzrM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/nNxdwIhnzrM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Link para download da musica: &lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/get/56870839/785b5d89/LifeHouse_-_Everything.html"&gt;http://www.4shared.com/get/56870839/785b5d89/LifeHouse_-_Everything.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.: Amanha postarei um resumo sobre a peça.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-6620080933341599164?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6620080933341599164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/videocacarecado-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6620080933341599164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/6620080933341599164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/videocacarecado-do-dia.html' title='Videocacarecado do Dia'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-5072036593269558489</id><published>2009-10-27T11:06:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:24:13.937-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Video aos Cacarecosesportistas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/OeAqY92_HZI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/OeAqY92_HZI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfeitooo!!!! Daiane dos Santos - Brasileirinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800078494231779804-5072036593269558489?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5072036593269558489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-aos-cacarecosesportistas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5072036593269558489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5072036593269558489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-aos-cacarecosesportistas.html' title='Video aos Cacarecosesportistas!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-5124827257212833783</id><published>2009-10-27T10:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:37:31.029-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rádios Online'/><title type='text'>Cacarecoradio que Indico!</title><content type='html'>Nós da Comunidade Recado, temos grande respeito e admiração pela Comunidade Doce Mãe de Deus. Temos muito em comum e principalmente o amor por Jesus, nosso Deus amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/Sub1oKnwOvI/AAAAAAAAAR8/h_-7RcAjiE8/s1600-h/logo_cdmd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/Sub1oKnwOvI/AAAAAAAAAR8/h_-7RcAjiE8/s400/logo_cdmd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Radio da CDMD:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.docemaededeus.com/radioonline.html"&gt;http://www.docemaededeus.com/radioonline.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Site da CDMD:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.docemaededeus.com/"&gt;http://www.docemaededeus.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Eu aprovo e indico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5800078494231779804-5124827257212833783?l=cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5124827257212833783/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/cacarecoradio-que-indico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5124827257212833783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5800078494231779804/posts/default/5124827257212833783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacarecosdodia.blogspot.com/2009/10/cacarecoradio-que-indico.html' title='Cacarecoradio que Indico!'/><author><name>Luis Carlos César</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01666529801268703212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/S80kgwd9HlI/AAAAAAAAArs/BTVAHO0dJEo/S220/b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/Sub1oKnwOvI/AAAAAAAAAR8/h_-7RcAjiE8/s72-c/logo_cdmd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800078494231779804.post-2866698119275696769</id><published>2009-10-27T09:48:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:26:01.962-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Videocacareco do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Essa música é muito forte para mim. Cada verso, cada toque... Antes de postar o cacarecosong do dia hehe irei contar um pouco da história dessa grande Comunidade que tanto tenho admiração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Históriacacarecada:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/Sublq3soSgI/AAAAAAAAARk/-2KLpI5wTQU/s1600-h/toca_assis_logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/Sublq3soSgI/AAAAAAAAARk/-2KLpI5wTQU/s200/toca_assis_logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Toca de Assis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ou&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fraternidade de Aliança Toca de Assis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;é um movimento religioso&amp;nbsp;católico&amp;nbsp;com forte influência do&amp;nbsp;franciscanismo, fundado no&amp;nbsp;Brasil&amp;nbsp;pelo então ex-presidente do&amp;nbsp;Corinthians Esporte &amp;nbsp;Clube, hoje conhecido como Pe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roberto_Jos%C3%A9_Lettieri" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; color: #002bb8; text-decoration: none;" title="Roberto José Lettieri"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Roberto José Lettieri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A vocação social da Toca é resgatar e bem-tratar pessoas de extrema pobreza e abandono social, especialmente&amp;nbsp;mendigos&amp;nbsp;e&amp;nbsp;crianças de rua. Especializados em&amp;nbsp;escultura sacra&amp;nbsp;em madeira, atualmente, sua forma de atuação tem incluído a&amp;nbsp;música, a&amp;nbsp;dança&amp;nbsp;e o&amp;nbsp;teatro&amp;nbsp;como formas de doutrinação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Link para o download da música:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/get/69861246/57296ad6/08_Reflexo.html"&gt;http://www.4shared.com/get/69861246/57296ad6/08_Reflexo.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Videocacareco do Dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/4WvmEkIZeTE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/4WvmEkIZeTE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: normal; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cante comigo no Videocacareco do Dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SubrTwPXZLI/AAAAAAAAARs/yll_BAzPkbU/s1600-h/236_316-Carlos+Grevi+-+Toca+de+Assis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KzqzCIJpg1Y/SubrTwPXZLI/AAAAAAAAARs/yll_BAzPkbU/s320/236_316-Carlos+Grevi+-+Toca+de+Assis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Reflexo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/toca-de-assis/" style="color: #0092b5; cursor: pointer; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Toca De Assis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Sou reflexo do teu Amor e espelho da tua beleza Senhor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem as limitações ou minhas imperfeições,&lt;br /&gt;Me impedirão de contemplar a tua face em mim.(2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu Olhar em meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Restaura as pinturas que borrei&lt;br /&gt;Os erros que cometi o rosto escondido,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre as marcas que deixei.&lt;br /&gt;O teu viver em meu viver&lt;br /&gt;Me ensina como agir pra transpassar a superfície&lt;br /&gt;Ir além do meu querer e mergulhar no teu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem as limitações ou minhas imperfeições,&lt;br /&gt;Me impedirão de contemplar a tua face em mim.(2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou reflexo do teu Amor e espelho da tua beleza Senhor...&lt;/span&gt; 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