<?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-1713519288557340088</id><updated>2011-12-13T06:48:41.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-990648155984427323</id><published>2010-09-12T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:38:26.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessão</title><content type='html'>Sem limites, sem querer, sem saber. Aquela vontade que consumia fez sair de casa. Era aquela vontade que definia o proximo passo. As coisas perdiam o sentido, qualquer coisa diferente daquilo. Movimentou as peças necessarias sem olhar para o lado. O real motivo se perdeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a segurança era aparentemente uma aliada...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-990648155984427323?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/990648155984427323/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=990648155984427323' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/990648155984427323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/990648155984427323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2010/09/obsessao.html' title='Obsessão'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-5164999944093744751</id><published>2010-07-04T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:39:24.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meia noite e cinco</title><content type='html'>Podia ter sido hoje, mas foi amanha. O importante é que foi.&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro olhar, um clarão. Sei lá, foi tudo muito estranho, não entendia pq tantas pessoas( eu lá sabia o que era pessoa, mto menos q eu era uma) me olhando, na real não entendi nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu so sentia uma vontade, algo que ainda nao sabia o nome, mas tal sensação era controlada quando colocavam coisas na minha boca e eu não queria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensava: - " q isso, não quero isso não ", me sentia puto, começava a gritar e agua saia do meu olho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas forçavam e aquela sensação na barriga passava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia que existia ontem, hoje e amanha. Achava que era um dia só do tamanho da vida. Tinham sempre duas pessoas que estavam ao meu lado, mas em algum momento eles me largavam. Ficava sozinho, num silencio e no escuro. Não entendia pq, mas aprendi um jeito pra eles nao me deixarem sozinho, era so gritar e escorrer agua do olho, tatica q ja dominava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui percebendo q era quase sempre as mesmas coisas e comecei a gostar, senti uma vontade de falar umas silabas repetidas. Quando falei, vi que eles tambem ja dominavam a tatica de escorrer agua do olho, mas eles nao esperniavam...  ai que não entendi nada mesmo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-5164999944093744751?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/5164999944093744751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=5164999944093744751' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/5164999944093744751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/5164999944093744751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2010/07/meia-noite-e-cinco.html' title='meia noite e cinco'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-6035503639607816654</id><published>2010-06-14T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T07:35:52.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sim, só nos temos...</title><content type='html'>só nos sabemos definir em uma palavra. há vezes que é voltar a sentir o que não existe, assim ela permanece. há vezes que é olhar pro lado e tranquiliza-la. mata-la é reviver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-6035503639607816654?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/6035503639607816654/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=6035503639607816654' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/6035503639607816654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/6035503639607816654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2010/06/sim-so-nos-temos.html' title='sim, só nos temos...'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-4145958177375200962</id><published>2010-05-18T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:35:55.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponto de estrangulamento</title><content type='html'>Estamos no meio de duas linhas que se abrem e se fecham. Elas não se encostam completamente. Deixam uma fresta que será fechada logo quando passar. Junto com vc, as poucas opções escolhidas das varias experimentadas quando as linhas estavam distante uma da outra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-4145958177375200962?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/4145958177375200962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=4145958177375200962' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4145958177375200962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4145958177375200962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2010/05/ponto-de-estrangulamento.html' title='Ponto de estrangulamento'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-3419453888229062300</id><published>2010-04-12T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:34:14.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tão fácil e ao mesmo tempo difícil...</title><content type='html'>Ele nasce. Uma vez q isso acontece o mesmo não morre. Se morrer quer dizer que não tinha nascido. Com ele não existe precocidade, existe calma. Calma pra achar a forma correta e assim existir de verdade. As suas várias e incomparáveis formas, ele que é uma coisa só. Essa calma é conturbada, muitas circunstâncias até lá. 730 dias? 1825 dias? Diariamente sendo percebido. Construído. Até na distância. Tão fácil e ao mesmo tempo difícil de ser manifestado. Quando se acha a forma a eternidade é instrínseca. A facilidade de falar sobre. Essa maturidade é mutável. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se mudar, não estranhe. Não quer dizer que nunca existiu, ele só achou sua nova forma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-3419453888229062300?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/3419453888229062300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=3419453888229062300' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/3419453888229062300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/3419453888229062300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2010/04/forma.html' title='Tão fácil e ao mesmo tempo difícil...'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-4416955458404437959</id><published>2010-03-05T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:44:17.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Chukran"</title><content type='html'>Obrigado por ter esperado tanto tempo por mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado por ler sempre a mesma pagina, acreditando que um dia entenderei o porque essa pagina é a melhor do livro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/04/papel-de-parede.html"&gt;Obrigado por brigar comigo e me fazer perceber a causa e o quão burro sou quando troco palavras por algo que nunca mereceu.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...e obrigado por esperar que um dia eu entenderei que não devo entender um dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-4416955458404437959?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/4416955458404437959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=4416955458404437959' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4416955458404437959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4416955458404437959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2010/03/obrigado.html' title='&quot;Chukran&quot;'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-4012292127038978865</id><published>2010-01-19T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:07:38.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorvete de Coco</title><content type='html'>O encontro que deveria ser repetido foi ignorado, assim se fez. O gosto é sutil e pequenos pedaços marcam. Mas nada deve acontecer. O gosto foi experimentado, o doce na sutileza foi achado, pronto. Uma vez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O doce foi o doce mais doce do mundo? Sim, mas so pode ser uma vez; e o sorvete de coco que no começo não foi notado pela sua sutileza, volta a ser notado da mesma forma ou quem sabe um dia pode vir a ser o doce mais doce do mundo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-4012292127038978865?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/4012292127038978865/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=4012292127038978865' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4012292127038978865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4012292127038978865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2010/01/sorvete-de-coco.html' title='Sorvete de Coco'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-7224515318274236255</id><published>2009-12-11T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:07:01.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminhar ao lado</title><content type='html'>A cada poste de luz, a sombra se joga em um corpo ao lado. Ela não se reprimi, não se preocupa, so respeita o natural; a sombra faz o que o corpo gostaria de fazer. De dentro da caixa vedada, o olhar ciumento, percebe a sombra se aproximando a cada poste. No final, a sombra aproveitou muito mais do que só olhar de dentro da caixa vedada. Ela aproveitou cada segundo que pode naquele curto caminho que não acabava.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-7224515318274236255?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/7224515318274236255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=7224515318274236255' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/7224515318274236255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/7224515318274236255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/12/caminhar-ao-lado.html' title='Caminhar ao lado'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-4573920525192887582</id><published>2009-11-08T14:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:33:06.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"de 17 pra 18"</title><content type='html'>Na virada dos 17 aos 18, um menino e seus dois inseparáveis amigos chegam ao pai do aniversariante CONVICTOS que o pedido de pegar o carro para dar "uma volta no bairro" seria negado.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Após muita insistência dos amigos, o menino decidi pedir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - Pai, é assim...hoje é meu aniversário e sabe como é...o carro na garagem, a gente aqui, sem o que fazer e tal, o q o Senhor acha de emprestar o carro pra gente, assim, so pra dar uma voltinha no bairro?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Claro meu filho, vai la, toma a chave! Divirtam-se!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AAAhhhhhnnnnnn?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa foi a primeira vez que o menino dirigiu um carro, num momento especial com os amigos mais importantes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vc que está lendo, lembre-se de todas as vezes que não tentou e tente IMAGINAR o que vc perdeu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-4573920525192887582?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/4573920525192887582/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=4573920525192887582' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4573920525192887582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4573920525192887582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/11/18-anos.html' title='&quot;de 17 pra 18&quot;'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-5077374822039976477</id><published>2009-10-05T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T07:24:14.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>intensidade inexplicavel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...acontece que a vida apresenta coisas diferentes para cada pessoa. ( calma, é so uma intro )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assim, cada um tem seu jeito e teoricamente se comporta de uma forma mais ou menos parecida com todo mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas quando interagimos, apresentamos o que a vida nos mostrou com intensidades diferentes com relação ao que faz sentido para vc, e é essa energia que determina os comportamentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A força que transparecemos, provoca cada pessoa de uma forma diferente e te retorna de uma forma diferente tambem. Por isso sentimos a vontade com um e travado com outros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já ouviu alguem falar: Não sei explicar, mas tal pessoa me desperta tal sensação?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Então, aparentemente é inexplicavel, na maioria das vezes é, pq não sabemos o que está por tras de todo aquele comportamento, que pode ser com varias ações ou um simples olhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo depende da percepção e reverberação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-5077374822039976477?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/5077374822039976477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=5077374822039976477' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/5077374822039976477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/5077374822039976477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/10/intensidade-inexplicavel.html' title='intensidade inexplicavel'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-7992276788670730758</id><published>2009-08-13T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:45:25.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não posso falar nada que já...</title><content type='html'>Já que estamos falando em intenção...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho percebido que todo e qualquer ato, as pessoas tentam prever o que você quis dizer ( dizer não só no ato de falar ), como se tudo tivesse uma finalidade.&lt;br /&gt;Será?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com isso duas coisas:&lt;br /&gt;Ou deixa de fazer/falar porque "claro, você sempre quer chegar em algum lugar" ou caso faça,  precisa explicar que não está intencionado ( além de fazer crer a não-intenção ).&lt;br /&gt;Imagina que temos milhares de linhas de pensamentos e cada coisa que fazemos, precisamos pensar no que o outro achou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desencana é só fazer...ou desencana, não quero chegar em lugar algum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-7992276788670730758?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/7992276788670730758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=7992276788670730758' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/7992276788670730758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/7992276788670730758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-posso-falar-nada-q-ja.html' title='Não posso falar nada que já...'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-7932785041146573177</id><published>2009-07-29T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:53:38.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muita intenSão...</title><content type='html'>IntenÇão tem de sobra;&lt;br /&gt;acreditar? apostar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre intenÇão e atitude existe decisão, e decisão é questão de escolha.&lt;br /&gt;Intencionado vive no plano mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos tambem falar de intenSão, e isto, quando existe, se manifesta nos bons...e nos maus momentos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-7932785041146573177?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/7932785041146573177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=7932785041146573177' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/7932785041146573177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/7932785041146573177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/07/muita-intencao.html' title='Muita intenSão...'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-2053681403193817421</id><published>2009-06-30T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:46:34.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinito processo</title><content type='html'>... previsivel quando o processo não é infinito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faça-me pensar, por favor. Fecha-se o ciclo que será novamente aberto e assim o contrario ocupa o mesmo espaço,&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;infinitamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais fundo, mais dor. Não precisamos ir tão fundo; a superficie toma conta da dor; é so não passar a mão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-2053681403193817421?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/2053681403193817421/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=2053681403193817421' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/2053681403193817421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/2053681403193817421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/06/infinito-processo.html' title='Infinito processo'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-1804395639880039860</id><published>2009-06-17T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:01:54.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedos e Aneis</title><content type='html'>Só aneis apertados para não sairem dos dedos. Dedos ficam roxos e não sobrevivem. Caso contrario, dedos saem, aneis saem, os dois saem, vao e voltam. Importante é o contato novamente dos aneis nos dedos, de nada importa o que foi feito antes e nem o q será feito depois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há quem viva sem aneis...&lt;br /&gt;Há quem viva sem dedos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há quem viva sem os dois, como se os dois existissem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-1804395639880039860?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/1804395639880039860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=1804395639880039860' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/1804395639880039860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/1804395639880039860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/06/dedos-e-aneis.html' title='Dedos e Aneis'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-2802650474788102532</id><published>2009-05-29T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:59:33.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assuntos Confidenciais</title><content type='html'>"...olha, tenho um lance pra te contar mas ó, não conta pra ninguem? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa frase é melhor q qualquer viral!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-2802650474788102532?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/2802650474788102532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=2802650474788102532' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/2802650474788102532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/2802650474788102532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/05/assuntos-confidenciais.html' title='Assuntos Confidenciais'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-3710245322189527846</id><published>2009-05-19T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:44:34.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>( Se renda ...</title><content type='html'>Quando o momento irreal se desprende e vai até o lugar de onde o originou...&lt;br /&gt;Quando o resquicio so significa uma palavra estranha...&lt;br /&gt;Quando o esforço é dedicado a vc mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;Quando a permissão é uma premissa...&lt;br /&gt;Quando o desapontamento é combustivel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... a vc )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-3710245322189527846?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/3710245322189527846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=3710245322189527846' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/3710245322189527846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/3710245322189527846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/05/se-renda.html' title='( Se renda ...'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-3692190891245408384</id><published>2009-05-10T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:14:14.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diga não?</title><content type='html'>" o seu prato predileto e quando eu digo não "&lt;br /&gt;Absorva - Mombojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O seu prato predileto; a criatividade aflorada; a vontade a tona; as ações em prática; a mudança de hábito; a conquista; as momentaneas sensações; o não saber o q fazer; o saber o q fazer; o frio na barriga; tremer de nervoso; ... quando eu digo não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizer não? Não!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-3692190891245408384?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/3692190891245408384/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=3692190891245408384' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/3692190891245408384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/3692190891245408384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/05/diga-nao-nao.html' title='diga não?'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-7706225649947566242</id><published>2009-04-26T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:25:49.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ao contrario...</title><content type='html'>Imagino q quase todas as coisas da vida conseguimos ter duas visoes...&lt;br /&gt;Provavelmente o contrario da primeira visão seja a menos natural, mas quem sabe a mais real... mas a primeira é a menos real? .....ela respeita a naturalidade das coisas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue consigo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-7706225649947566242?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/7706225649947566242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=7706225649947566242' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/7706225649947566242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/7706225649947566242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/04/ao-contrario.html' title='ao contrario...'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-4210633525454978768</id><published>2009-04-22T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:04:17.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Música, cérebro e êxtase (3)</title><content type='html'>Tem coisa q faz lembrar, mas tem coisa q é codificação da forma em música.&lt;br /&gt;Como texto pode ser falado ou recitado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORMA pode ser ouvida e cantada...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-4210633525454978768?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/4210633525454978768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=4210633525454978768' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4210633525454978768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4210633525454978768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/04/comrades-and-friends.html' title='Música, cérebro e êxtase (3)'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-5733164638545012412</id><published>2009-04-19T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T16:28:27.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papel de parede</title><content type='html'>Engraçado como criamos pessoas que não existem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguem é uma imagem antes, outra depois, outra criado, outra muito tempo depois e outra o real que não conhecemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Junto a imagem a percepção.&lt;br /&gt;.Junto a percepção a constatação.&lt;br /&gt;.Junto a constatação a decepção.&lt;br /&gt;.Junto a decepção o contentamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junto ao contentamento o suspiro da tranquilidade de perceber que as duas imagens não eram as mesmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-5733164638545012412?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/5733164638545012412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=5733164638545012412' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/5733164638545012412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/5733164638545012412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/04/papel-de-parede.html' title='Papel de parede'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-8536672214482760494</id><published>2009-04-13T16:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:45:12.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Música, cérebro e êxtase (2)</title><content type='html'>Mais uma dessas: dona dos elementos, da imagem do momento, dona da atmosfera....&lt;br /&gt;Te deixa ruidos q buscam em algum lugar, algo que fez parte dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sensação do (re)inicio, da dificuldade de aceitar e de acionar... à dificuldade facilitada pelo ruido distanciado; reaparece sem pedidos pra fazer parte do escuro e contentado momento do fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mujuice - Sneg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-8536672214482760494?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/8536672214482760494/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=8536672214482760494' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/8536672214482760494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/8536672214482760494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/04/musica-cerebro-e-extase-2.html' title='Música, cérebro e êxtase (2)'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-2632900434124820251</id><published>2009-03-18T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:27:38.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desfecho</title><content type='html'>Vc acorda. Não lembra do terremoto q te fez chegar até aqui. O que sobrou do não lembrado foi uma dor de cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Até que tu sintas os dois pés tocando o chã.O chão que até então banal e que todos falam com tanto orgulho: "Enfim, fixei meus pés no chão!" Pois que grande bosta pisar aqui. Eu prefiro as brasas, ou o gelo que seja. Doeu demais chegar até esse fim da linha. E por mais que eu já respire normalmente e a maioria dos nós na garganta já tenham se desamarrado, não sei se gosto do que vejo. "&lt;br /&gt;" Existe o antes e o depois. "&lt;br /&gt;( trechos copiados por ai )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns "escrevem" mto, outros "escrevem" pouco e quase sempre coisas interessantes... mas, sem quase, o mesmo desfecho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-2632900434124820251?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/2632900434124820251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=2632900434124820251' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/2632900434124820251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/2632900434124820251'/><link 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tratar do jeito que ela quiser se caso não analisar o que está acontecendo em volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou você escolhe, ou é escolhido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-4649608306912853353?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/4649608306912853353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=4649608306912853353' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4649608306912853353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/4649608306912853353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2009/03/conspiracao.html' title='Conspiração.'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-7668707604381296971</id><published>2008-10-11T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:01:26.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dois Lados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;De um lado sou eu e do outro também...&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/1713519288557340088-7668707604381296971?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-6243219490053115374</id><published>2007-12-02T19:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T01:31:54.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..............</title><content type='html'>Passando um ..............,  "coisas" se percebem e se pontuam.&lt;br /&gt;"Ele" confirma as certezas e te mostra..."ele" te julga, condena, ajuda e resolve. No .............. dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ouvindo a dona do "ruido" :&lt;br /&gt;Bungle - You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-6243219490053115374?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/6243219490053115374/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=6243219490053115374' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/6243219490053115374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/6243219490053115374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='..............'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-8772071187144780697</id><published>2007-11-26T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:11:58.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acreditar Ajuda</title><content type='html'>Escrever retroativo é engraçado. ( 18:10 - 29/02/2009 )&lt;br /&gt;Podiamos fazer isso com a vida. Passar tudo que vc quer passar e depois tomar uma decisão sob uma coisa q já passou.&lt;br /&gt;Claro que só tomaria essa decisão hoje se tivesse passado por tudo isso.&lt;br /&gt;Acabo de voltar de 2007/08.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-8772071187144780697?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/8772071187144780697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=8772071187144780697' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/8772071187144780697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/8772071187144780697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2007/11/acreditar-ajuda.html' title='Acreditar Ajuda'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-8034542259389701348</id><published>2007-10-14T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T12:51:24.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Música, cérebro e êxtase.</title><content type='html'>Como pode um ruido trazer sensacoes e lembrancas; um ruido de 1 seg fazer sua cabeca lembrar de mil momentos e mtos anos. Tira sua dor de cabeca por instantes e te leva pra um mundo q ja viveu, um mundo paralelo onde so ha a sensacao de paz com elementos sem vida falantes mas q no de hj nao falam mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde aquilo q se via nao era de fato aquilo, eram coisas q nao existiam e como esse mundo nao "existe" mais, essas coisas são o q são.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-8034542259389701348?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/8034542259389701348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=8034542259389701348' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/8034542259389701348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/8034542259389701348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2007/10/vida-uma-loucura-boa.html' title='Música, cérebro e êxtase.'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-7637945536188928290</id><published>2007-09-28T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T15:18:22.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fale men..</title><content type='html'>:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-7637945536188928290?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/7637945536188928290/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=7637945536188928290' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/7637945536188928290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/7637945536188928290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2007/09/fale-me.html' title='fale men..'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-5414890983613871202</id><published>2007-09-21T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T07:23:59.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.valor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;dl&gt;&lt;span id="lblDlpoDefinicao"&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;do &lt;span title="Latim"&gt;Lat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;valore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;&lt;span class="categoria"&gt;&lt;span title="substantivo masculino"&gt;s. m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="" ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" onmouseover="style.cursor='hand'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;o que uma coisa vale;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="" ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" onmouseover="style.cursor='hand'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;importância;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="" ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" onmouseover="style.cursor='hand'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;valia;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="" ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" onmouseover="style.cursor='hand'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;estimação;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="" ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" onmouseover="style.cursor='hand'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;valentia;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-5414890983613871202?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/5414890983613871202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=5414890983613871202' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/5414890983613871202'/><link rel='self' 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_____ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____ ____ __________ ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________ ____, __________ -___ __________ ______ ______ ______________ ___ ________ ______ , ______ _________ ______ ( ____ ___ ___ _______ ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-2079856164650363387?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/2079856164650363387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=2079856164650363387' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/2079856164650363387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&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/1713519288557340088-6515047705317748314?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/6515047705317748314/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=6515047705317748314' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/6515047705317748314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/6515047705317748314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2007/09/eu-sabiiiiiaaaa.html' title='eu sabiiiiiaaaa......'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-1847152378429308584</id><published>2007-09-17T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T18:15:43.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100%</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nos sentimos a vontade e somos 100%. Mas vale a pena? Ou ser 100% onde necessario. Mas quando é necessario e qdo é natural?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O necessario é natural? Ou o natural é necessario?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O mais importante é saber quando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-1847152378429308584?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/1847152378429308584/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=1847152378429308584' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/1847152378429308584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/1847152378429308584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2007/09/100.html' title='100%'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713519288557340088.post-3304300149310187504</id><published>2007-09-17T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:44:25.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rezekando.blogspot.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Pensamentos, provocações, constatações e obviedades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1713519288557340088-3304300149310187504?l=rezekando.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/feeds/3304300149310187504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1713519288557340088&amp;postID=3304300149310187504' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/3304300149310187504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1713519288557340088/posts/default/3304300149310187504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rezekando.blogspot.com/2007/09/mais-de-mim.html' title='rezekando.blogspot.com'/><author><name>Rezek...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12747385972614408062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZuzIhVEALCo/SnrF4NGKZnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eEndHIbI0Js/S220/fotos_profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
